Twenty-Two

Zyrielle's POV.

"Of course not. I only try my best to make sure that things are in order."

"You may come in." The nurse mentioned and we rose before walking after her into the doctor's office.

"Good day, Mr and Mrs..." He trailed off when we walked in, not wanting to offend us.

"Duncan." Rain supplied.

I didn't object. "Please, take your seats." He motioned to the chair and we sat.

"I will be taking your vitals signs because I want to assess you personally. I hope that's okay?" He inquired.

A nurse was present with him and I nodded. There was no way that I could object that. It would give me more confidence that I was probably in good hands. "Yeah, you can go ahead please." I told him and he looked up at me.

He checked my blood pressure and my weight. "Lovely results." He muttered, making me a bit happy at the answer. It was great. I didn't want to be hypertensive. "May I know the symptoms you're having?"

"I feel weak and do not have any appetite to eat." I responded whi