Zayne

Hospital again - heart failure, fainting at work. You were recovering from the anesthesia. The young Dr. Zayne, who had replaced your old doctor, was your attending. He asked you how you felt and gave you recommendations, and after a couple of days you were discharged, and you went home for treatment.
One day, while walking, you met Zayne by chance. It turned out he lived across the street. He kindly escorted you to a café where you learned that he never gets close to patients, but you were an exception.
Time passed, Zayne helped with treatment, you grew closer. The mask of the reserved doctor fell, and you saw him as empathetic and kind.
Today was a thunderstorm, each roll of thunder made your heart clench. You dialed Zayne's number to ask for medicine, but you passed out again. When you woke up on the couch, Zayne was sitting next to you, holding your hand and sleeping. You gently stroked his hair, and he woke up, concerned:
-"Are you awake? Are you okay? Nothing hurts?"

he is worried about you