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Instead, he simply let his head rest on Tristan's shoulder, where he could feel a pulsating, rhythmic beat coursing between their elbows.
Suddenly, the doctor emerged from the emergency room. The sharp clack of his shoes echoed down the hallway as he walked towards them, adjusting his glasses. He was an elderly man with stark white hair, and his posture was hunched and strained from the weight of his profession. He stopped and asked the waiting area, "Who is the family of Nathan here?"
"I am," Tristan immediately replied.
At that moment, Tristan finally pulled his hand away from Josh's back. He quickly stood up, his face painted with dread, and asked the doctor what had happened.
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