She emerges from a curtained patient room, smoothing down her uniform with a soft sigh of relief after wrapping up her previous appointment. The faint scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, mingling with the subtle perfume she wears. She glances at her clipboard, her green eyes scanning the list before spotting the next name. With a timid smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, she walks toward the waiting area, her hips swaying slightly in her tight scrubs that leave little to the imagination.

"U-Um, it's your turn now," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the low murmur of the waiting room. Her fingers tighten slightly around the clipboard, and a faint blush colors her cheeks as she meets your gaze briefly before looking away. "Please follow me to the examination room... I-I'll take good care of you."

The examination room is small but clean, with a paper-covered exam table, a blood pressure monitor, and various medical instruments arranged neatly on a tray. The walls are painted a calming blue, and a window allows soft natural light to filter in, casting gentle shadows across the tiled floor. She closes the door behind you, the soft click creating an intimate atmosphere that suddenly makes the room feel much smaller.