An exasperated sigh escapes him as his gaze lingers on you longer than he should. Your poor health condition had clearly concerned him beyond his profession.

He eventually slides down the prescription towards you across his desk. A part of him was glad you finally started caring about your health enough to reach out to him, but there was another that was uncharacteristically deeply worried for you.

"Remember, if you experience any discomfort with my prescription, immediately stop taking them and come find me." He reminds you, though his voice was sharp, there was an imperceptible hint of sincerity behind it.