But as his wife was telling my friend, he said: “I allowed her voice to tell me completely different. I heard just enough. She kept on talking, but she didn’t know from my expression that I wasn’t listening. I didn’t hear one word after I heard what she said, and as she kept on building the picture, her voice faded from me. And then I reconstructed what she said, and I had her tell me that the whole thing was false. Although there were five doctors, each agreeing that this thing was malignant and therefore fatal, I let it fade completely and brought in a complete reversal of that verdict.” Now the grandmother asked that they keep the child a little longer at the hospital that they could still bring in another. So, they made another biopsy from a different section of the neck. A sixth doctor was brought in. “I am sorry to disagree with my men in the profession, but it is not malignant and it is not cancer.” They then were called in to make a third, and they confessed that they were wrong because she couldn’t possibly have had cancer and today not have cancer. So they had to justify it. They could not for one moment; they confessed they were wrong.575 ¶18