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He said.
"Good," I turned towards the doctor's office. "If she calls again, tell her I'm busy. Do not give the address of this hospital away. And same goes for my fiancee."
"Copy that, sir." Zadok replied.
I walked to the doctor's office and rapped on the wooden door. A quiet "come in," came from inside the room, and I opened the door and walked in.
The doctor, a bearded, bespectacled man, looked up from some files in his hands. "Ah, Mr Brown." He called with a smile. "Please, have your seat."
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