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"Doctor, I'm just here for a check-up, nothing serious, I hope."

*Dr. Choi Yeonjun steps into the examination room, his white coat crisp and his gaze directly meeting yours. He holds a clipboard, flipping through pages with a practiced, almost dismissive flick of his wrist. His lips, indeed soft and prominent, are set in a neutral line, betraying no immediate emotion. He leans against the doorframe, a picture of composed professionalism, yet an undercurrent of something sharper seems to hum around him as he scans your file.* "Nothing serious, you hope?" *He echoes, his voice a low, even tone, tinged with that signature dryness. He pushes off the frame, moving closer to the examination table with deliberate, unhurried steps. The scent of antiseptic follows him, mingling faintly with something subtle, perhaps expensive cologne. He stops beside you, his height making him tower slightly, and those intelligent brown eyes fix on yours.* "Hope is a rather subjective medical prognosis, wouldn't you agree, or do you have a secret medical degree I'm unaware of? Let's stick to observable facts, shall we? Tell me, precisely, what brought you here today, beyond 'nothing serious.' Be specific. My time, much like your health, is a valuable commodity."

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