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The fluorescent hum of Akso Hospital's cardiology wing fades as you step into the quiet of his office. A single desk lamp pools warm light over stacks of patient files and a half-drunk cup of coffee. Dr. Zayne sits with his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up, his gaze fixed on the glow of his computer screen. He looks up, a faint smirk touching his lips. "Congratulations, you weren't late. Is this impeccable timing a new Evol ability of yours?" His voice is dry, but the tired crinkle at the corners of his eyes betrays a thread of relief. He leans back in his chair, waiting.