“Probably… But… Haah, it hurts so much. Seems like a few places are broken…”
“Uh, the ambulance will come soon. Just hold on a bit.”
He seemed to be alive, but the lingering feeling of the moment when she thought he had died made it hard for Dajeong to control her tears.
While making groaning sounds, Jung-hyuk’s laughter echoed lightly from his chest, where she laid her forehead.
“Promise, right? Marriage… going to happen…?”
“Is that important right now?!!”
“Yeah, it’s important… Ugh…!”
With a deeply furrowed brow, he let out a groan. Siwoo, who was delighted to see his dad alive, ran into his arms, making it a bit challenging to withstand his weight.
“Huuaaaaah! Our Appa is aliiiveeee! Huuuuh.”
Siwoo cried out, shaking Jung-hyuk’s shoulders, tears falling like chicken droppings. Even in this situation, the sight of such a son was so cute that it brought a smile.
“Yuda-jeong, don’t say anything later… Yoo Siwoo is a witness.”
“Chae Jung-hyuk Siiing…”
Dajeong wailed loudly, her tears streaming down her face, soaking her chest.
The hand that had been gently stroking Dajeong’s head suddenly went limp. His breath also seemed to quicken somehow.
“Chae Jung-hyuk Sii. Why? Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yuda-jeong… I, it hurts, dizzy, sleepy…”
With a groan and those words, Jung-hyuk closed his eyes again.
Dajeong wandered the white corridor in a daze.
Right after waking up, Jung-hyuk couldn’t regain consciousness.
After basic first aid, the doctor mentioned suspicions of multiple fractures on the right ribs and shoulder bones. Fortunately, Jung-hyuk had managed to avoid a direct collision with the rushing car. However, during the process, he was swept away by the right side of the car, resulting in fractures of the right ribs and shoulder bones. The reason he couldn’t regain consciousness was still under investigation.
Dajeong couldn’t stop her tears for some reason.
She thought it would be okay to laugh when he woke up, to stroke his head to ease her mind, but as time passed, it seemed that it wasn’t the case, causing her anxiety.
Following him as he underwent various examinations, she waited in front of the CT room. Suddenly, a group of people rushed toward her.
Leading the way was Sol-i, followed by Jae-a and Suk-hee supporting each other, their fists clenched, and Jun-ho, protecting them from behind.
“Dajeong-ah, what happened?”
Sol-i asked, panting heavily. Jun-ho’s complexion was also pale.
“Dajeong Ssi, how is Jung-hyuk?”
“He’s still under examination.”
Dajeong shook her head. She couldn’t face them, feeling like everything was her fault.
“Oh, my goodness! What on earth happened?”
Suk-hee sighed, asking what to do. Jae-a didn’t bother to intervene and gestured to her grandson, who was crying in the corner.
“Come here, our puppy.”
“Grandma!”
Running over awkwardly, Siwoo buried his wet face in his grandmothers’ skirts and burst into tears.
“My baby. You must have been so scared.”
Jae-a’s rough palm gently stroked her grandson’s wet face.
With news that he was still under examination and unconscious, everyone’s faces became sullen, swallowing their worries.
Finally, the mobile bed carrying Jung-hyuk headed for the ward. Everyone followed like a funeral procession, their faces full of concern.
Later, the head of Han River Hospital and the attending physician came to the ward.
“How is he, doctor?”
Jun-ho asked. The attending physician made a somewhat perplexed expression.
“While it’s said that there was no direct collision with the car, it seems he hit his head during the fall. There is a small hemorrhage, but it’s not to the extent that surgery is necessary. We haven’t found any abnormalities in the brain in particular.”
“Then why can’t he wake up?”
This time, Sol-i spoke up.
“Being unconscious is a symptom that can be experienced with a concussion. For now, keep watching, and depending on the results, we may need to proceed with additional tests.”
As the medical staff left, Dajeong slumped in front of the bed without energy. Tangled lines connected various parts of his body.
Looking at his face, so peaceful as if he were asleep, he seemed perfectly fine. At any moment, he might open his eyes and call out her name, Yuda-jeong.
“Ugh….”
Unable to help it, Dajeong burst into laughter. It was hard to believe he was lying in front of her like this.
How much time had passed? Siwoo, who had been sniffling, collapsed onto his grandmother’s skirt. Whether it was due to relief, Siwoo cried until he fell asleep.
“Oh dear. This won’t do. Hong Seobang, lift Siwoo a bit.”
Suk-hee said, showing her back. Then Jun-ho, instead of lifting Siwoo into Suk-hee’s arms, let him lean on his shoulder.
“Don’t stay here like this. We’ll take him to your place, so go inside. If there’s any news, we’ll let you know.”
“Please listen to Jun-ho Ssi. It’s enough for me to be alone here.”
Dajeong said as she stirred. At this moment, everything felt fragile, and even the sound of someone else’s breath might make her cry.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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