By Lucy Doyle, MD
Faculty Peer Reviewed
Ten years ago, I found myself in a village in rural central China that was ravaged by AIDS. Villagers had contracted the disease through a contaminated blood-selling program. It was there that I met a rural doctor riding his bicycle to see his patients. In his basket, he was carrying watermelons. It was heartbreaking to realize that this was all he could offer to his patients, who were all going to die. …






