The doctor had been watching their exchange, waiting for an opening to begin the treatment. He cleared his throat, the sound tight with the sheer nerves of interrupting Luciano Mancini in the middle of a private moment.
"Mr. Mancini," the doctor began, his eyes flickering toward the door. "If you would let me begin... From a preliminary look, it doesn't seem serious enough to require an overnight stay."
"A preliminary look?" Luciano glowered, his shadow looming over the doctor. "How can you say that without a full-body scan? What if she has internal bleeding? What if she's in pain you can't see?"
The doctor sighed, trying to maintain his professional composure under the weight of Luciano’s stare. "If you let me examine her, I can provide a proper assessment and feedback."
Luciano let o
