The senior nurse nodded and smiled at Zairon, even though he wasn't looking at her. "Of course, Dr. Zairon. I'll make sure she knows what to do," she responded energetically, but he ignored her.
With Marissa's assistance, I carefully gathered the necessary equipment and approached Mr. Cruz's bed. Zairon stood beside me, offering words of encouragement and guidance as I conducted the procedure under Marissa's careful supervision.
While we worked together to collect blood samples, Zairon took the time to explain each step of the process to me, ensuring I understood the importance of each test and how it would aid in diagnosing and treating Mr. Cruz's condition.