Taming the Wicked Professor (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
Right before entering surgery, Tae Hyuk received a message from Oh Seung Joon.
What doctors found most foolish was when patients let their illnesses worsen by enduring pain.
Then why does everyone keep telling me to endure?
Tae Hyuk shoved his phone straight into his locker and headed off to scrub in.
With a Betadine-soaked scrub brush, he meticulously cleaned every inch of his hands and arms, clearing away distracting thoughts.
At the very least, he couldn’t afford to act like a fool inside the operating room.
Thus, having thoroughly set aside thoughts of Moon Na Young along with his scrubbing, he entered the operating room—yet the moment he opened the patient’s abdomen, Tae Hyuk’s brow furrowed.
Not only the liver, but also the pancreas showed nodules indicating cancerous metastasis.
Tae Hyuk handed a frozen section to his assistant and instructed them to send it to pathology.
For the ten minutes while awaiting confirmation of whether it was malignant or not, Tae Hyuk couldn’t tear his gaze away from the patient’s decaying internal organs.
Rrrrrrrrrr Rrrrrrrrrr
The operating room phone rang shrilly.
It was the pathologist who had just completed the tissue analysis.
[It’s malignant.]Tae Hyuk closed his eyes tightly, then opened them and said,
“We’ll close.”
He had entered the operating room but ended up leaving without doing anything at all.
It was also his duty to step out and inform the patient’s family of their loved one’s hopeless condition.
Watching family members sob uncontrollably before him was something he never quite got used to, no matter how much time passed.
Since offering comfort was precisely what he was worst at, he simply bowed his head, gave a brief greeting, and left the scene.
Na Young stared at the chocolate given to her by Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, unable to eat it, lost in her own thoughts.
Did he give it to me out of affection, like how I treat my dog?
Or is he trying to tame me like a dog with treats?
The meaning diverged completely based on just a hair’s difference.
Whichever interpretation it was, since both compared her to a dog, Na Young didn’t feel particularly comfortable.
‘But isn’t it the dog—not the owner—who marks its territory?’
If you thought about it that way, did that mean Professor Choi Tae Hyuk was the dog?
Shaking her head, Na Young stuffed the chocolate into her lab coat pocket.
The more she thought about it now, the more absurd her conclusions became.
Feeling foolish for overanalyzing a single remark from Oh Seung Joon, she decided to stop.
After all, it was just chocolate.
Professor Choi hadn’t confessed his feelings to her—if he found out she was agonizing over something like this, he’d probably just laugh at her.
As she entered the emergency room, a loud voice caught her attention.
“We clearly came first! Why do we have to keep waiting?!”
Since the ER treated patients based on urgency rather than arrival order, it was always the place where complaints from waiting patients and their families were the loudest.
An impatient father seemed furious over his sick child.
Though unfortunate, there was nothing she could do to help—so she quietly walked past.
“Dr. Moon, come take a look at this patient.”
Park Hee Sun, a first-year internal medicine resident, called out to her.
When Na Young approached, Park Hee Sun grabbed her arm and whispered softly,
“In my opinion, this patient might have Wilson’s disease.”
Wilson’s disease was a rare genetic disorder caused by copper metabolism abnormalities, leading to liver or neurological issues.
Because it was such an uncommon condition, Na Young stared at Park Hee Sun skeptically.
Having encountered a patient she might only see once or twice in her entire medical career during her very first year as a resident, Park Hee Sun wanted another pair of eyes to confirm her suspicion.
“Really?”
“She has the golden-brown Kayser-Fleischer ring in her cornea, just like in the textbooks.”
Na Young’s gaze shifted past Park Hee Sun’s shoulder toward the patient.
The patient appeared to be a teenager—Lee Su Ji had seemed young, but this girl was even younger.
If this patient truly had Wilson’s disease, she’d have to rely on medication for the rest of her life.
The moment treatment stopped, fatal liver damage would occur.
Na Young’s heart grew heavy.
Na Young stepped outside the ER to get some fresh air.
She felt it might help ease the tightness in her chest.
As she walked toward a bench, she stopped in her tracks upon seeing the back of a male doctor already seated there.
Those broad shoulders—more fitting for an athlete than a physician—looked unmistakably like Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s.
Yet she’d never once seen him taking a break in a place like this.
She briefly considered leaving, but reasoned she had no reason to avoid him—and resumed walking.
Even after she sat down on the opposite bench, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk remained completely absorbed, staring straight ahead.
Now that she looked closer, he seemed clearly in a bad mood.
He’d seemed perfectly fine when giving her the chocolate—so the contrast was unmistakable.
Come to think of it, Professor Choi had a surgery scheduled.
If everything had gone smoothly, he should still be inside the operating room right now.
“Did your surgery patient’s condition turn out badly?”
When she suddenly asked, his jaw tightened visibly.
He turned his head, and his gaze landed on her.
Instead of greeting him, Na Young offered only a faint smile.
“I also just saw a rare disease patient in the ER, so I’m feeling down too.”
“I don’t want your sympathy over something like that.”
His cold, dismissive words made Na Young press her lips firmly into a straight line.
If he was this aloof, could he really have marked his territory with food?
Yeah, right.
Na Young curled inward slightly, mentally cursing Oh Seung Joon for leading her astray.
Just as she pitied her own situation—having to tiptoe around the professor even while trying to take a break—something was draped over her shoulders.
She looked up.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk had silently moved beside her, wearing only his blue surgical scrubs.
His white lab coat now rested gently on her shoulders.
Stunned by his sudden shift from icy detachment to unexpected kindness, Na Young could only stare up at him with wide eyes.
Turning away, Professor Choi said,
“Come by again tomorrow morning for your lunchbox.”
Startled by the mention of another lunchbox, Na Young hastily refused.
“No! You really don’t have to!”
When she reacted so strongly against the lunchbox, Professor Choi turned to look at her again.
“Mrs. Hwang gets up at 4 a.m. to make that lunchbox for you. Are you seriously telling me to just throw it away?”
Just who exactly was this Mrs. Hwang?
She knew for certain it wasn’t her older sister.
“Who is Mrs. Hwang?”
“The person who’s cooked for me for thirty years.”
Even if Professor Choi spoke carelessly sometimes, he didn’t seem like the type to refer to his mother that way.
She guessed it must be their housekeeper—but from what she heard, this person sounded extraordinary.
“Then please tell Mrs. Hwang not to make one for me anymore.”
“She’ll think her cooking isn’t good enough. Do you really have to hurt a senior who’s turning sixty this year?”
Suddenly, she’d become the villain who wronged a sixty-year-old Mrs. Hwang she’d never even met.
What kind of logic was this?
Na Young carefully explained, trying to stay calm.
“Mrs. Hwang’s lunchbox really was delicious. But I don’t think it’s right for me to keep eating it.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not a dog you’re keeping!”
She stated it firmly—more definitively than she ever had before.
Professor Choi’s eyes slowly narrowed as he looked at her.
“Did I ever call you ‘dog-faced,’ Dr. Moon?”
“No!”
Na Young bristled at the word “dog-faced.”
If he’d said “puppy-like,” she wouldn’t have felt so incensed.
She averted her gaze to the ground and spoke as if stifling frustration.
“I’m just one among many residents under you—why go out of your way to bring me lunch? That’s just weird.”
She didn’t want special treatment from him.
Because if he did, her carefully settled feelings would only fall back into confusion.
Above her, Professor Choi’s deep voice dropped heavily.
“There may be countless residents in this hospital—but Moon Na Young is the only one I’ve slept with.”
Na Young’s eyes widened in shock.
She sprang up from the bench, and the lab coat he’d draped over her shoulders fell to the ground.
But neither of them paid it any mind.
“What did you just say?”
He’d clearly claimed he’d drunk so much that night his memory went blank.
That’s why she chose to believe it—and resolved never to pry further.
Sometimes she’d felt a pang of disappointment that he forgot, but more often, she’d felt relief.
Because only then would her residency remain unaffected.
Looking down at her trembling pupils, Tae Hyuk spoke without hesitation.
“I’ve never forgotten what happened with you that night.”
Now that he’d spoken the truth, things could never go back to how they were.
Because now, to her, he was simply the professor she’d spent one night with.
She turned and ran away from him again—this was the third time.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Tae Hyuk made no move to chase after her as she fled.
Slowly, he bent down and picked up his lab coat, which she’d left behind.
Pat. Pat.
He brushed off the dust from the white coat with his hand and casually draped it over his shoulder.
“See you tomorrow.”
He greeted her—even though she was already long gone—and walked ahead.
It was a spring night where chilliness and warmth coexisted.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
Na Young screamed silently into her blanket.
Suspecting he might remember was one thing—but hearing him directly confirm he remembered was an entirely different level of shock.
How was she supposed to face Professor Choi Tae Hyuk from now on?!
‘I’ve never forgotten what happened with you that night.’
His words and memories of that single night tangled together, sending heat rushing through her body.
She truly felt like she was going insane.
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! What am I going to do?!
Only after exhausting herself through this internal frenzy could Na Young finally settle into quiet.
“…….”
Still, having worked alongside him for a month, she could now think a bit more realistically than when she’d first encountered him at the hospital.
She couldn’t afford to act immaturely again—like rushing to the administration office to request a transfer.
That path would only ruin her own life.
Even if Professor Choi remembered, she didn’t have to get caught up in it.
All she needed was to keep doing what she’d always done.
To her, Choi Tae Hyuk was now just her professor—nothing more, nothing less.
Na Young clenched both fists firmly, steeling her resolve.
“You can do this, Moon Na Young.”
Though her heart fluttered like a feather trembling in the wind, she kept insisting she could handle it.
She had to.
If her territory was violated, her sovereignty might vanish.
Unbeknownst to her, she had grown as resolute as a revolutionary fighting for independence.
Though in truth, all Professor Choi Tae Hyuk had asked of her was simply to pick up her lunchbox.
Not her body.
The next morning.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Tae Hyuk perched on his desk, watching as the hands on his wristwatch passed seven o’clock.
According to their unspoken agreement, Moon Na Young should have opened the research lab door by now to collect her lunchbox—but she never showed up.
“She’s not coming.”
Tae Hyuk lightly lifted himself off the desk and stood up.
“Then I’ll go to her.”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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