His even forehead was gradually wrinkling. Without a reply, he sighed softly and said,
“The tumor touching the optic nerve is the largest. We won’t know until we open the head, but if it remains, the tumor will continue to grow, and she could lose her eyesight at any time. It’s a bigger problem if it spreads and damages other brain functions.”
“I know. I and Ms. Song Ijeong both know. But for a frightened patient, isn’t it unnecessary to insist on it right away? Medication and radiation can be done concurrently.”
“You’re an artist. Patients who fear not being able to see ahead despise it more than death. If it comes to the worst, she may not live for a few months. You know that, right?”
“She’s scared. She’d rather die than not see ahead. Removing even a spreading tumor is better than not having surgery at all.”
“Sori.”
He called her name with a low tone. Sori met his gaze without being greatly surprised.
“I have contracted a disease that requires me to cut off my fingers in order to survive. If I told you to do that, would you just let my fingers be?”
However, despite his calm tone, his continued story was a cruel metaphor. Startled, Sori blinked her eyes wide.
“You’re not wrong. If there’s someone who thinks living is more important than anything else, there’s someone for whom living is absolutely essential. I’m the latter. I became a doctor to save lives. Even if it’s my stubbornness, it can’t be helped.”
“Professor…”
“If you were diagnosed with a disease that requires cutting off your fingers to survive, I would have absolutely no hesitation for one second.”
His words were sharp and blunt, like cutting with a knife.
“Well, if I had to choose between the child in my belly and you.”
“That’s forcing the situation.”
“What if such a situation arises?”
“Yusori.”
“Choosing one life over another is not something you can easily do, right? For someone, seeing and drawing might be like their life itself.”
An inconclusive argument ensued.
“I’ll answer. It’s not a difficult question for me either.”
Eyes that seemed to say, ‘You just need to save one life instead of the life inside my belly,’ were firm. There was no need to hear the answer.
“Then there’s only one answer.”
“What is it?”
“I can’t do that surgery.”
“Professor!”
As if he didn’t know how to save her reasonably, Hyunwoo hardened his expression.
“Are you really going to discharge her? What regrets are you going to have?”
“Dr. Yoo, go out and do something else. I’ll take care of patient Song Ijeong from now on.”
“At times like this, Professor, you’re really too cold!”
“My discussion is over.”
Hyunwoo stood up first and headed for the desk.
With a sad face, Sori glared at Hyunwoo and left the research lab.
⭐⭐⭐
After work, back at home.
Sori, who commuted alone by bus, arrived home first. Hyunwoo, who changed his clothes, sat down next to Sori on the sofa.
Then Sori shifted her buttocks to sit next to him.
“I’m here, oppa. Didn’t you see me?”
“For oppa. Even though he’s a stubborn and unyielding professor.”
When Hyunwoo moved a little closer again, Sori got up abruptly and tried to pass him.
Not wanting to miss it, he grabbed Sori again and sat her down next to him. Sori glanced at him with fresh eyes.
“Why are you doing this?”
“If you’re tired, shall I give you a shoulder massage?”
Hyunwoo spoke in a soothing tone. It seemed like he had brought back a frozen storage from the Siberian tundra to the hospital research lab.
“Is it enough?”
“Are you still upset about work during the day?”
Hyunwoo asked as he gently swept Sori’s hair aside. Although he had been preoccupied with those thoughts during the day, he didn’t want to continue them even after returning home.
“Was that statement sincere?”
“What?”
Even though there were concerns about Patient Song Ijeong, Sori had been chewing on those thoughts all along.
Why she had been trapped in the box called ‘if,’ she didn’t know.
“If we had a baby between us. If a situation arises where you have to give up because of me.”
“Why create something that won’t happen? It’s not going to happen.”
“That’s why it’s an ‘if.’ Let’s talk about it.”
“Such hypothetical situations are unnecessary assumptions.”
“I have a different perspective.”
“What kind of different perspective?”
“I think I wouldn’t be able to give up if such a situation arises. Our baby.”
Now that we’re really married, we will eventually have a child. Of course, there are no plans yet.
Suddenly, after making such an assumption, when I thought about it carefully, it seemed like something I couldn’t give up.
“Ms. Yoo Sori, my beloved wife.”
“Yes?”
“There won’t be such a thing. Don’t get sulky.”
“I’m not sulking.”
Hyunwoo found Sori’s serious tone amusing as she got caught up in the debate over the ‘if’ box. It was somewhat commendable to think about becoming a mother in the distant future.
“Shall we make a baby early then?”
“Why is the conversation going that way?”
“It’s good to make one when you’re healthy.”
As if realizing, Hyunwoo pulled Sori into his arms.
“I couldn’t possibly before becoming a specialist.”
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
