In front of Room 606 at Seohan Hospital.
Sori, who had been in the operating room, rushed to the door as soon as the surgery was over and gasped for breath.
It was time to meet Song Ijeong, a patient who stubbornly refused surgery and insisted on being discharged. Since getting married, the pile of postponed tasks, including their delayed honeymoon, was still looming.
For Sori, who had been running around all day, the most important mission today was to persuade patient Song Ijeong.
Without fully organizing her thoughts on how to persuade, she knocked on the door.
Knock, knock.
After knocking, Sori raised the corners of her mouth and entered the room.
The patient was sitting languidly on one of the beds in the two-bed room.
“Hello.”
“Oh, hello, doctor.”
Greeting with a lively voice, Sori entered, and the mother, who seemed to be the caregiver, stood up from her chair to welcome her.
However, Song Ijeong, the patient, turned her head towards the window without any movement.
After exchanging greetings with the mother, Sori directed her gaze to Song Ijeong.
“Mr. Song Ijeong? I’m Dr. Yoo Sori, a second-year neurosurgery resident.”
The indifferent gaze of the woman, whose long hair was tied into a single strand, slowly returned to Sori.
“As the attending physician, I’m sorry for coming late due to the morning surgery.”
“If you came to tell me to have surgery, just leave.”
“Ah… I came because I wanted to see Mr. Song Ijeong. I wanted to check on your condition. Are you still experiencing headaches?”
“Whether it’s an intern or an attending physician, you all came to get my consent for surgery. Don’t bother trying to understand my feelings.”
With a sharp and blunt tone, Ijeong spat out her words coldly.
Sori sent a glance to the mother, indicating her to leave for a moment.
“Jeong-ah, I’ll go to the bathroom, Mom will be back.”
As the caregiver disappeared, Ijeong shot Sori a colder look. During the two days of thorough examinations, the patient was in a sharp and edgy state.
“Is it okay for a hospital to do this? I want to be discharged, so why can’t I leave? If I go out, you will take legal action. This hospital doesn’t take it lightly when someone makes fun of a patient.”
“Ms. Song Ijeong.”
Sori approached and sat on the stool where the caregiver had been sitting.
“I’ll be straightforward without beating around the bush. If it’s possible to remove the tumor without losing your eyesight, would you agree to the surgery?”
“……”
“Ijeong-nim’s tumor is most reliably treated with surgical intervention. You’ve already experienced a significant decrease in vision in one eye. If we don’t perform the surgery, the tumor may metastasize to other areas, leading to even bigger problems.”
“Well, I… I…”
A doctor always had to mention the worst-case scenario before obtaining consent for surgery. It was truly a hellish task, but it couldn’t be avoided.
So, perhaps, the doctor had conveyed the worst-case scenario to patient Song Ijeong, assuming the possibility that she might never see the light again. It was due to the doctor’s reluctance to inflict emotional torture on the patient.
“Until the moment of death, you want to continue drawing. I understand that sentiment.”
“What do you all know… It’s terrifying to imagine not being able to see me… Hu-huk.”
A sob filled Song Ijeong’s voice.
“So, I will talk to the professor who will perform the surgery for Ms. Song Ijeong. About her feelings.”
Ijeong looked at Sori with teary eyes.
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The sound coming from the hospital room headed straight to Hyunwoo’s research lab. Feeling anxious, she sprinted through the hallway.
With a creak, she opened the door and, reverse-knocking, approached Hyunwoo with heavy breaths.
“Professor! I just came in, I’m sorry.”
“What’s going on?”
Hyunwoo, who had been looking at the monitor, took off his glasses instinctively, wondering what urgent matter had arisen.
“It’s about patient Song Ijeong.”
“Why Song Ijeong?”
“Because of the surgery.”
The patient who vehemently refused surgery and demanded to be discharged immediately.
Hyunwoo sighed softly and stood up from his chair.
“Sit down, let’s talk.”
“Yes.”
Taking a deep breath, Sori perched on one side of the sofa.
As he came out from behind the desk, he said, “A patient named So Junghoon, who had pneumonia, was found to have pneumonia.”
“Yes. So I transferred him from the intensive care unit to a regular room, as you suggested.”
“Good, you did well.”
“Nothing special.”
He smiled, gently stroked Sori’s forehead once, and then sat on the sofa.
“More importantly, Professor. I’m on my way to see patient Song Ijeong. You’ll perform the surgery, right?”
“If she doesn’t sign the consent form, I don’t have the authority to perform surgery as I please.”
“I’ll get her signature. Just promise me one thing.”
“What promise?”
Hyunwoo asked casually.
“Please let her see. Even if you can’t completely remove the tumor, please perform the surgery to make her eyesight visible.”
“…”
“Professor, you can surely do that.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
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After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
