Which lines in this excerpt from leo tolstoy’s the death of ivan ilyich reflects the author’s opinion that the members of the medical profession don’t really care about their patients?

a) oh yes, my medicine." "peter, give me my medicine." "why not? perhaps it may still do some good." he took a spoonful and swallowed it.
b) it's all tomfoolery, all deception," he decided as soon as he became aware of the familiar, sickly, hopeless taste.
c) …her attitude towards him and his diseases is still the same.
d) "you see he doesn't listen to me and doesn't take his medicine at the proper time. and above all he lies in a position that is no doubt bad for him—with his legs up."
e) the doctor smiled with a contemptuous affability that said: "what's to be done? these sick people do have foolish fancies of that kind, but we must forgive them."

Answer asap will give brainlestusing two paragraphs consider the autobiography of lincoln in the school that made lincoln president how do these two authors use claims and supporting evidence when describing lincoln's life

Which sentence is punctuated correctly? a. my dad loves to cook, however; he hates to do dishes. b. my dad loves to cook; however, he hates to do dishes. c. my dad loves to cook however, he hates to do dishes.

Which three parts of this passage from chapter 6 of emily brontë's wuthering heights show that hindley earnshaw did not care about the well-being of catherine and heathcliff after the death of mr. earnshaw? they both promised fair to grow up as rude as savages; the young master being entirely negligent how they behaved, and what they did, so they kept clear of him. he would not even have seen after their going to church on sundays, only joseph and the curate reprimanded his carelessness when they absented themselves; and that reminded him to order heathcliff a flogging, and catherine a fast from dinner or supper. but it was one of their chief amusements to run away to the moors in the morning and remain there all day, and the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at. the curate might set as many chapters as he for catherine to get by heart, and joseph might thrash heathcliff till his arm ached; they forgot everything the minute they were together again: at least the minute they had contrived some naughty plan of revenge; and many a time i’ve cried to myself to watch them growing more reckless daily, and i not daring to speak a syllable, for fear of losing the small power i still retained over the unfriended creatures. one sunday evening, it chanced that they were banished from the sitting-room, for making a noise, or a light offence of the kind; and when i went to call them to supper, i could discover them nowhere. we searched the house, above and below, and the yard and stables; they were invisible: and, at last, hindley in a passion told us to bolt the doors, and swore nobody should let them in that night. the household went to bed; and i, too, anxious to lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though it rained: determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition, should they return.