“Hong Shik, it’s me.”
If Cha Hyun was a longtime friend, Hong Shik was like family.
The day in the surgical ward began with checking the condition of the admitted patients.
Ideally, it would pass without any incident, but the patients’ conditions could change at any time, often causing problems, and subsequently, Professor Doksa would often scold the residents.
Last night, a patient’s vital signs had been unstable, but Nam Ho Jin, who was on duty, had missed it because he had fallen asleep.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk found out about it during the morning rounds and looked at Nam Ho Jin.
Everyone thought that Nam Ho Jin was as good as dead and prayed for his soul.
“Must have been very tired, huh?”
For some reason, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s first words were quite friendly.
The residents thought that Nam Ho Jin would soon be fired, but Nam Ho Jin vigorously nodded his head and elaborately explained that he had been feeling weak lately and was getting more sleep.
“But surely, Dr. Nam isn’t sicker than the admitted patients, right?”
Even though it was a criticism, the tone was unusually mild.
What? Why is Professor Doksa suddenly acting like a Bodhisattva?
Everyone began to feel nervous.
Only Na Young, who knew why Professor Choi Tae Hyuk was behaving this way, swallowed her forced laughter.
Because he had been reckless with his words yesterday, he was now filming a comedy with Nam Ho Jin.
As she watched, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk patted Nam Ho Jin’s shoulder, as if to encourage him.
“Let’s do well.”
And although he was seen gritting his teeth, Nam Ho Jin already looked moved.
This was the first time Professor Choi Tae Hyuk had been this kind to him when he had made a mistake.
“Yes! Professor!”
When Nam Ho Jin’s resonant voice struck his eardrum, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk immediately furrowed his brows and distanced himself from Nam Ho Jin.
Guaranteed, in less than three days, that mouth would burst open again.
That day, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk did not scold the residents, interns, or nurses, so rumors spread quickly throughout the hospital that Professor Doksa had changed.
Hearing the rumors, Oh Seung Joon also came to see the general surgery. It was certainly a strange sight.
“Are you okay?”
Seeing that there were no guns in Choi Tae Hyuk’s eyes, who was deeply sunk in his chair, Seung Joon cautiously asked.
Tae Hyuk spoke in a listless voice.
“…My chest feels stuffy.”
“Surely, you’re not angry because you held back your words for a day?”
Having never lived by holding back his words, even Tae Hyuk didn’t realize the pain of being unable to speak could be this great.
It really felt like if he kept holding back his words like this, he could get sick from anger.
“You’re not someone who would be careful just because someone higherup told you to. Why are you suddenly being careful with your words?”
“……”
“Not answering, I see. It must be Mun Na Young again. Wow. You’re really something.”
Seungjun teased him, but Tae Hyuk didn’t care.
He didn’t care about other people’s words or looks.
The only person whose heart he wanted to know was just one.
Na Young, who received a message from Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, wore a bewildered expression.
To ask such a question after just one day of being careful with words.
Without much hesitation, Na Young immediately sent him a reply.
She tried so hard not to get angry, her words mechanical.
Na Young placed her phone facedown on the desk with a resigned shake of her head.
Beep beep.
As if determined to disturb her studying, another message arrived soon after.
Thinking it would be the last, Na Young picked up her phone again.
Chuckle.
Na Young, who burst out laughing, felt strangely upset and glanced at Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s message.
<Come buy some latenight snacks.>
Not even offering to buy her latenight snacks, but telling her to come buy.
She was about to send him a message that she wasn’t hungry when Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s message arrived first.
Anticipating her refusal.
So he would use one of those chances to eat latenight snacks?
Na Young, who hadn’t expected him to use his chance so quickly and in this way, looked at the message with an annoyed expression and got up from her seat.
Even if her feelings did not change after three chances, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk would keep his word.
Then she shouldn’t blame herself, but him for wasting his chances so recklessly.
Na Young bought cup noodles and a drink from the convenience store in the hospital basement and headed to the rooftop.
“Why are we meeting on the rooftop?”
She grumbled as she ascended the stairs leading to the rooftop, leaving the perfectly good lab.
Creak.
When she opened the door and walked onto the rooftop, the open view of Seoul at night spread out before her eyes.
But there was no one in sight.
“Professor Choi?”
She wondered where he was, having called her first.
Na Young looked around, searching for Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
“Moon Na Young.”
At the sound of her name, Na Young reflexively turned her head to look behind her.
Whoosh.
Pink petals, glowing in the sky, surrounded her, fluttering down.
Through the scattering petals, there stood Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
“Since you seemed to like flower gifts, I prepared some too.”
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk scattered the petals from his other hand high into the sky.
Na Young looked up at the cherry blossom petals falling like a flower shower.
“Things like this are too childish.”
She sternly convinced herself that the tingling in her heart was just unfamiliar, and thus reprimanded him.
Swoosh.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s hand reached out and removed the fallen petal on her face.
His finger touched her lips.
The warmth of another person felt hot as if it could burn.
“So it’s the flowers’ fault. It’s not my fault.”
His voice was laughing.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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