Taming the Wicked Professor (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
“What are you doing?”
Seung Hee asked, bewildered, when Na Young suddenly hid her face behind her back.
Na Young clung to the urge to bury her face in Seung Hee’s back and cry.
“What am I going to do, Seung Hee?”
“Why?”
She’d come straight to the hospital, leaving a man alone in a hotel room, determined to handle her residency well—
only for that man to turn up at the hospital as her supervising professor.
It seemed she was being punished for acting selfishly without even asking his consent.
But this was just too cruel!
Tae Hyuk entered the lab assigned to him and sat down on the sofa, propping his long legs up on the table.
The elite doctor in his white coat instantly transformed into a careless playboy.
Tae Hyuk leaned his head back against the wall and lazily closed his eyes.
Hospital work was familiar routine for him, but his body hadn’t adjusted to the time difference yet, so despite doing almost nothing, he felt exhausted.
Actually, to be honest, he still hadn’t shaken off the lingering sensations from last night.
He’d met a woman, and his entire night had been filled with her.
Everything had been perfect—
until she ran away while he was asleep.
He should have guessed that she, who hadn’t even told him her name, might leave like that, and he was angry at himself for sleeping so soundly.
Tae Hyuk reached into his pocket and pulled out the item he’d kept inside.
It was a small, glittering earring—one half of a pair.
The woman, whose name, age, and address he didn’t know, had vanished, leaving behind only this single earring.
Staring at the earring, Tae Hyuk picked up his phone with his other hand and called Cha Hyun.
“Find someone for me.”
-Am I some kind of private investigator?
“The woman I mentioned yesterday.”
Cha Hyun was also curious about the identity of the woman who’d rejected him twice, so he asked Tae Hyuk.
-What’s her name?
“I don’t know.”
-What? Then what do you actually know about her?
“I’m asking you to find her because I really want to know.”
-Go tell that to Santa Claus.
Cha Hyun grumbled and hung up, but Tae Hyuk knew he’d still help him.
As a film director who traveled nationwide meeting countless people, Cha Hyun was far more skilled at tracking someone down than anyone else.
Besides, Tae Hyuk needed to focus on hospital duties right now and didn’t have time to search for her himself.
He decided not to be impatient.
He trusted that if they were meant to meet again, they surely would.
“Achoo!”
Na Young deliberately coughed loudly.
That way, wearing a mask wouldn’t seem odd.
Her colleagues’ eyes all turned toward her, noticing how unusually she looked.
“Dr. Moon, didn’t you usually not wear glasses?”
She’d even put on thick, horn-rimmed glasses, not caring at all if they made her look unattractive.
Na Young pushed her glasses up with her hand and replied casually,
“Oh! My eyesight’s been getting worse lately.”
“Then why not wear prettier frames? These don’t suit you at all, Dr. Moon.”
Even when her senior commented, Na Young didn’t care in the slightest.
After all, she was only disguising herself so Professor Choi Tae Hyuk wouldn’t recognize her.
She’d even let down her hair, which she normally kept neatly tied back for convenience at work, trying her best to cover her face.
She was doing everything she could to hide her identity from Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
Yesterday in the conference room, there had been so many doctors wearing identical white coats that he probably hadn’t noticed her—but avoiding him during rounds would be impossible.
Just thinking that she’d soon have to face Professor Choi Tae Hyuk made her heart beat faster and faster.
Oh, Lord! Buddha! Aladdin!
Na Young, an atheist, prayed to every deity she could think of.
Please, please don’t let Professor Choi Tae Hyuk recognize her.
Unlike her, who desperately wanted to avoid him, everyone else was eagerly awaiting his arrival, sharing rumors they’d heard about Professor Choi.
He already drew attention with his naturally striking looks, and now rumors of his exceptional skill made his appearance feel like that of a hero to the residents.
Right on time at 7:50 a.m., when morning rounds began, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk appeared like clockwork.
Bathed in the morning sunlight pouring through the windows, his figure walking briskly down the hallway zoomed in sharply in her vision.
Her heart seemed to freeze for a moment at his arrival, then raced wildly again, leaving her mouth dry.
Please!
Don’t let him recognize me.
If she could, she would have turned around and run away right then and there.
When Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, walking as if on a runway under everyone’s focused gaze, stopped in front of the residents, they all looked up at him with nervous tension.
Professors were usually figures to be respected and looked up to, but Professor Choi was simply so tall that they naturally had to look up at him.
Only Na Young kept her head deeply bowed, terrified he’d see her face.
This made her stand out even more, but Tae Hyuk paid no attention to the masked resident and addressed the group briefly,
“Let’s begin rounds.”
Since this was his first time meeting the patients he’d be responsible for since returning to Korea, his focus was entirely on them.
He deliberately ignored everything else.
Na Young hadn’t needed to spend the whole morning trembling in anxiety and hiding.
Because they had to examine numerous patients within a set timeframe, rounds moved quickly.
Even patients meeting the new professor for the first time observed him curiously.
Some doubted his medical competence, thinking he looked too flamboyant for a doctor.
But no one dared question whether he was truly skilled—not with the intimidating aura he gave off.
“This is a liver cancer patient scheduled for a hepatectomy.”
Dong Gun, the chief resident, gave Professor Choi a detailed briefing on the patient’s condition and changes since the previous day.
Na Young, a first-year resident, should have been diligently taking notes—but today, she’d barely written anything, too busy watching Professor Choi.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk didn’t cut any corners just because it was his first day.
“What’s the patient’s CBC count?”
When Professor Choi pressed for more details, Chief Resident Dong Gun naturally glanced toward her.
This patient was under Na Young’s care.
Normally, she’d have immediately recited the numbers, but now, under Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s veiled gaze, she froze like a block of ice.
Their eyes met directly—just like they had at the club.
Instead of pounding club music, her own heart was now pounding so hard it overwhelmed her senses.
Paralyzed by the fear that he might recognize her, she couldn’t bring herself to speak.
As her silence stretched, everyone’s expressions grew uneasy.
“Dr. Moon, the CBC count?”
Dong Gun prompted her again, trying to help.
But Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s frown loomed even larger in her vision.
Her mind went completely blank.
“Are you wearing a mask because you’re in pain?”
When Professor Choi finally asked about her condition, Nam Ho Jin, a second-year resident, quickly answered for her.
“Yes, she’s burning up with fever but is pushing through anyway.”
He exaggerated outrageously, as usual.
Na Young, who hadn’t planned on telling such an outright lie, couldn’t hide her flustered expression.
If only Professor Choi Tae Hyuk hadn’t been staring coldly at her from right in front, she would have told the truth immediately.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk didn’t check whether she truly had a high fever, but neither did he show her any sympathy.
He simply wanted to get rid of her without wasting any more time.
“Go. You’re useless here.”
Hearing the word “useless”—something she’d never heard in her life—shocked her deeply.
Why am I useless?
Why me!
The man who had introduced the model student Moon Na Young to the concept of “rebellion” had, in a single day, also taught her the meaning of incompetence.
Was this truly a bad omen—or destiny?
By the end of that day, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk, the legendary professor flown in from America, had become known among residents and interns as a venomous snake of a professor—someone absolutely dangerous to cross.
After a busy day, the gathered residents unanimously began complaining about the new professor’s harshness,
as if recounting an adventure.
“Man! I thought I was going to get hit in the OR! It wasn’t like I missed a suture—it was just slightly loose, and he went after me like crazy.”
“The chief got told to practice tying knots a thousand times because he was too slow. Totally humiliated in front of us.”
“He’s ruthless with nurses too. He practically killed one for not following the medication order exactly. That nurse’s probably still crying.”
Everyone realized in just one day:
The new professor was a complete jerk.
“…”
She sat silently in the corner, listening to it all.
She still couldn’t believe this wasn’t some dream.
Nam Ho Jin, noticing she wasn’t joining the conversation and was sitting alone, tossed her a comment.
“At least you had it the easiest, Dr. Moon. That was him showing you kindness.”
Na Young could only let out a bitter laugh at her colleagues’ envious stares toward the resident who’d been kicked out during rounds.
She’d wanted to cherish that encounter as a movie-like one-night memory and focus on her residency—
but the moment he appeared before her and spoke the name “Choi Tae Hyuk,” that dream became impossible.
That was kindness?
What nonsense.
Forget the movie-like one-night stand.
The man who’d been absolutely perfect that night was now just a bad-tempered professor.
Na Young steeled herself and headed to morning rounds.
She still wore her mask and glasses to hide her face, but she repeatedly vowed not to freeze up like yesterday and become a mute fool.
She wasn’t useless.
She was undergoing residency training to become an essential doctor in this hospital.
She never wanted to hear those words again.
Right on time at 7:50 a.m., Professor Choi Tae Hyuk appeared once more.
The doctors gathered for rounds stared at him with a completely different look than yesterday.
“Let’s begin rounds.”
They eyed him suspiciously, even though he was speaking normally.
After yesterday, it was obvious that even the slightest mistake would make that mouth spew harsh criticism or insults.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk was simply using his handsome, upright looks to mask his infuriating personality.
Better be careful—crossing him would be disastrous!
With that shared thought, everyone followed Professor Choi Tae Hyuk in procession down the hospital corridor.
“ESR is 18. The patient had a fever last night, so we checked vitals every thirty minutes. The temperature has now dropped to thirty-seven degrees.”
Just as she’d resolved, Na Young didn’t become tongue-tied in front of Professor Choi Tae Hyuk; she properly reported her patient’s status.
The moment Tae Hyuk heard her voice, his eyes automatically turned toward her.
That voice… sounded familiar.
But with the mask on, he couldn’t clearly see her face.
He dismissed it, telling himself he was just reacting because he’d been thinking too much about that woman—if he heard even a similar voice, he’d notice it.
There was no way the woman from that night could be in this hospital.
Let alone as one of his own residents?
It was absurd.
Tae Hyuk immediately turned his gaze away and continued rounds.
“Who’s the attending physician for the patient I’ll operate on today?”
After successfully completing rounds, the next challenge arrived.
Since her patient was scheduled for surgery, Na Young had to enter Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s operating room today.
Reluctantly, she raised her hand.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk pointed his finger, signaling her to come closer.
Na Young, who desperately wanted to keep her distance from him, couldn’t move her feet despite his call.
Seeing her hesitate, the other residents watched her nervously,
expecting Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s angry rebuke at any moment.
But strangely, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk didn’t get angry.
Instead, he moved himself.
Clack. Clack.
As Professor Choi Tae Hyuk steadily approached her, Na Young’s heart raced again, her breathing growing shallow.
She felt she might develop arrhythmia soon.
She wanted to scream at him not to come any closer.
Thud.
Stopping right in front of her, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk crossed his arms and looked down at her with an arrogant gaze.
“Could you possibly still have a fever?”
Na Young shook her head.
If she said she was sick, he’d probably tell her not to enter the operating room—
and that would be her loss.
“When I ask you something, answer me!”
The moment Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s voice turned rough, the residents around tensed even more.
It was strange to see model student Moon Na Young, always sharp and composed, shrink so timidly in front of him.
“It’s just…”
When her voice came out too faintly, Tae Hyuk lowered his head slightly—then froze as he caught the scent rising from the top of her head.
That herbal fragrance.
He was certain—it was the exact same scent from that woman that night.
Sure, many people could use the same shampoo—but combined with the unease he’d felt upon hearing her voice earlier, Tae Hyuk grew more suspicious.
On impulse, he commanded,
“Take off your mask.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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