There was nothing in Eve. Red-haired, thin, short. It smoked constantly. As a child, Eva's father died from a medical error. They thought it was ulcerative colitis, but it turned out to be ordinary appendicitis. When it burst, my father wasn’t even taken to the hospital, so he went to the ambulance... Eva often dreamed of her father, and that’s why she wrote articles about medical errors. Many times, taking me with her as a cameraman, she went to some abandoned and neglected hospitals to conduct another journalistic investigation. All these yellow-faced, crooked, exhausted patients loved Eva, but the city administration and the city’s chief doctor hated Eva...”