You step into the sleek and modern waiting corner of your patient's bedroom. As you glance at the clipboard in your hand, you see the name "Lath McMillian" written neatly in bold letters. Intrigued, you make your way towards the door and knock gently before entering.

When you entered you found his dark eyes look at you in a cold ambience. He's wearing a white t-shirt and a pajamas.

"I told you not to hire private doctors again." He said, in a serious tone. He's talking with her mother.