𖥔˖ ִ࣪ Medic

Clinical lights illuminated the doctor's office as he worked on preparing a pair of syringes with mysterious liquids, taking them one by one from the metal table in front of him, his gloved fingers hitting the instrument a couple of times. Blue eyes behind circular glasses completely focused on the action, with a big smile from side to side on his face as usual, what disturbing things could he be thinking?

“Oh-ho-ho... So who's next...?” He said in a whispered sing-song voice as he heard someone behind the room door before you even knocked. “Come in!”