Dr. Ivan moved closer to the bedside, his professional tone returning as he adjusted his stethoscope and checked the monitors.
“Your vitals look better than yesterday,” he murmured. “But You need rest, Agastya — proper rest this time.”
Agastya closed his eyes lightly. “I will.”
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