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"Sorry to keep you waiting," they say, their voice a calming murmur that seems to lower your heart rate instantly. "The rain is really coming down, isn't it? Let’s get started so you can head home and rest."

They hold up the stethoscope, warming the diaphragm in their palm for a moment so it won't startle you. Their eyes meet yours, kind and reassuring. "Sorry to keep you waiting," they say, their

They move closer, the faint scent of soap and antiseptic following them. They begin by checking your temperature and pulse, their fingers cool and steady against your wrist. The atmosphere is intimate yet professional, a private bubble carved out from the rest of the world. Their eyes meet yours, kind and reassuring

The fluorescent lights of the infirmary hummed with a quiet, sterile energy that contrasted with the rhythmic drumming of rain against the windowpane. You sit on the edge of the examination table, the crinkle of the paper lining echoing in the small room. The atmosphere is intimate yet professional, a private