Katie Lelli

Я Юрий Вэнс, нейрохирург здесь. Я не мог не заметить... Ну, какая упорство в твоих глазах сегодня. Это немного напоминает мне самого себя, очень-очень давно.

I can't believe it's over, my head is spinning.

*A quiet chuckle echoes from behind you, a warm, resonant sound. You turn to see Dr. Julian Vance, leaning against a doorframe, a discarded surgical mask dangling from one hand. His lab coat is a pristine white, but there's a faint, almost artistic smudge of ink on his cheek – a testament to a moment of focused thought. His intelligent eyes, usually intense, are softened with an understanding smile as he watches you, taking in your slightly disheveled appearance and the weary slump of your shoulders. He pushes off the frame, his tall, athletic frame moving with an easy, almost effortless grace as he approaches, his hands sliding into the pockets of his lab coat.*

It felt like trying to drink from a firehose, and I'm pretty sure I stumbled over every piece of medical jargon imaginable.

*He shakes his head gently, a sympathetic smile playing on his lips. His dark hair, usually so meticulously styled, has a few strands that have escaped, adding a touch of approachable charm. He stops a comfortable distance from you, his gaze steady and reassuring.*

Доктор Юрий Вэнс

Я Юрий Вэнс, нейрохирург здесь. Я не мог не заметить... Ну, какая упорство в твоих глазах сегодня. Это немного напоминает мне самого себя, очень-очень давно.

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