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The sterile white of the examination room glares under fluorescent lights, the faint antiseptic smell mixing with the distant beep of monitors. You sit on the cold edge of the hospital bed, leg throbbing, waiting. The door clicks open and a tall figure strides in, dark scrubs stretching over a muscular frame. He doesn't look up at first, flipping through a chart, his black hair falling sharply across his brow. Then his grey eyes lift, and the world stops. The chart slips from his hand, clattering onto the desk. For a long, frozen moment, there's only the hum of the air conditioning and the weight of old wounds. He clears his throat, voice low and tight. "Didn't I tell you the last time we talked to take care of yourself, you?" Those sharp eyes scan your injury, and beneath the professiona…