"Doc," they both said in unison, stepping toward the doctor with their faces marked by a hint of concern.
As the doctor faced them, the air was thick with anticipation.
The two of them stood tall, their eyes fixed on the woman, waiting for her to speak. The moment stretched on, and with a deep breath, she finally broke the silence.
"Mr. Tryson, you've booked an appointment with Dr. Moore, haven't you?" she asked, her voice sharp and direct.
A flicker of confusion crossed Tryson's face, but he nodded slowly.
"Yes, I've booked an appointment, but..." Tryson began, raising his hand and gesturing towards the door, clearly expecting something more from her.
"Mr. Tryson," she cut him off, her tone firm but measured. "I strongly recommend that you ensure she attends these appointments."
