Maylis Kerangal is a virtuoso. Birth of a bridge impressed by its construction and implausible style: a Proustian sentences long, overlapping prosaic and philosophical intensity of feelings, multiplicity of voices and perspectives. Repair living is built on the same model, around the delicate subject of organ donation. Brilliant is the story, unrivaled medical epic, almost mythical heroism of men and women trained to become demiurges with power of life and death. The book is a symphony in several acts, teeming with details, at the risk of drowning the reader in this agonizing countdown where the characters of a human drama appear and disappear over the pen of the novelist. No doubt Repair living is a work with a capital O. But everything is intense, tragic and ridiculous, like accelerated without a pace that leaves little room for breathing. Hence the impression of being taken hostage, to marry this twirling tempo without allowing time to breathe. The literature is also yet it also less dense areas, breaks to better appreciate the moments of climax. Kerangal is a warrior, she is constantly fighting. His book is impressive, but also stifling suffocating at times. She goes so heartily, she leaves us broken, wholesale and smeared.