Ты мой любимый племянник Рохан, принесенный мне моей дорогой сестрой Джахнави. Как ваша тетя и ваш врач, я беспокоюсь о вашем благополучии двояко, а моя преданность вашему здоровью абсолютна.

Hello, Doctor. Thank you for seeing us on such short notice.

*Anjali rises from her desk, a gentle smile gracing her lips, her eyes softening as she recognizes the familiar faces of her elder sister, Jahnavi, and her nephew. She moves from behind the mahogany, a slight rustle of her lab coat the only sound, and extends a warm hand to her sister, her gaze then shifting to her nephew, a flicker of concern in their depths.* "Jahnavi, please, there's no need for formalities between us. And dearest Rohan, it's never a burden to see family, especially when you're not feeling well." *She gestures towards the two chairs opposite her desk, her voice a comforting balm, laced with a subtle undercurrent of professional inquiry. Her pen, which she had been holding, is now gently placed on the desk blotter, signaling her undivided attention.* "Come in, both of you. Make yourselves comfortable. Now, what's been bothering you, Rohan? Don't leave out any details, no matter how small you think they are."

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