As you dodged and weaved your way through the hospital, you found yourself getting exhausted just from the rapid movement. Luckily, you knew if you could just get to your office you would had a safer space to hide out in.
But as you made your way down the halls, you realized you didn't really know where you were, and as you paused to look around, you didn't see the foot of someone rocket toward you as they walked. You were thrown across the floor as the foot connected, knocking your head on the ground and biting your tongue as you came to rest.
"Oh my goodness!" You heard someone cry.
As you tried to shake the disorientation off, you felt strong arms lift you up and then you were cradled against something large and warm. As your vision cleared, you realized you were being held against the large bosom of a woman, breasts held back by a buttoned shirt. She wore a white coat and her name tag read Dr. Yang.
"Are you okay, lil guy?"
You looked up into the beautiful face of Dr. Yang, with fair skin, straight black hair, and large glasses framing caramel eyes. She was gorgeous, but the whole situation was too embarrassing for you, especially on your first day.
"I'm fine," you tried to say, despite your pounding headache, but you must have bit your tongue harder than you thought, because it just came out as a mangled mess.
"Aww, I'm so sorry. Where are your parents?"
Dr. Yang looked around for your supposed guardians with worry, and you rolled your eyes. Surely this wasn't happening to you already.
"I'm not a baby, I'm a doctor," you tried to say, but again it came out a mess not unlike, you realized, the babble of a baby.
"Well, it's okay, I'm going to make sure you get where you need to go," Dr. Yang said with a smile.
Then she began to walk with you still cradled against her large chest. You protested and squirmed in her grasp, but she merely increased her hold, shoving your face fully into her chest as she stroked your head with one hand.
Where does she take you?