Sun Woo, who had been quietly examining the chart while leaning on the station, carefully interjected.
“I’m sorry to interrupt your conversation, nurse. This patient, did they have any dyspnea after VATS (videoassisted thoracoscopic surgery)?”
“Yes. They also say the pain at the OP site is manageable.”
“Encourage deep breathing and ambulation.”
“Yes.”
Sun Woo seemed to walk past after closing the chart, but then spun around as if remembering something.
“Later, there will be a visitor looking for me. Don’t be surprised, just let them in.”
“Yes, Professor.”
As soon as Sun Woo disappeared, they seemed to have been waiting and immediately started to talk.
“Did you hear what Professor Yoon said earlier?”
Hee Won, who was flipping through the chart, interrupted at the words passed between the nurses.
“Why? What did he say?”
“This is the first time I’ve seen Professor Yoon smile since I joined.”
Though faint, it was undeniably a face holding a smile. To put it in a metaphor, his expression always seemed cold, emotionless, and achromatic.
When a smile spread across his usually emotionless face, it seemed to be painted with indescribable colorful hues.
“What’s going on? They say people do unusual things when they’re about to die.”
“He looks even more handsome when he smiles. What to do.”
“What? Why am I the only one who doesn’t know, what did Professor Yoon say?”
As the nurses who were fussing like teenage girls blushing over a new student teacher, a man suddenly bowed his head and asked beside them.
“What’s so fun that you’re all talking about?”
As the man closed his eyes and chuckled, the face of the nurse who had been standing closest to him turned bright red.
“Oh, Teacher Yoon. Ah, hello!”
“Include me too, I’m curious.”
The laugh, a weapon and specialty of Yoon Tae Kyu who had a soft and puppylike appearance, was particularly remarkable, especially when he smiled broadly like this.
Unlike Sun Woo, Tae Kyu was playful and sociable, getting along well with people around him. The fact that he was younger and had many peers in the medical field also played a part.
“No, just now, Professor Yoon passed by and, oh my god, he was smiling like this. He said ‘good morning’.”
The nurse Jung, who had been standing next to them, laughed while mimicking the expression of Sun Woo who had passed by earlier.
“Eh? Yoon Sun Woo, no, Professor Yoon smiled like that? It’s impossible. Nurse Jung must have seen it wrong.”
Ignoring Tae Kyu’s words, the two nurses continued their conversation.
“Come to think of it, I think his complexion seemed a bit different too. Until recently, he looked ill somewhere.”
“Ah, now that you mention it, yes. Did he get a girlfriend?”
“No, when I ask you to tell me, you don’t say anything, but when Teacher Yoon asks, you answer immediately? I feel left out.”
Between the frowning Hee Won and the nurses who were cheerfully flowering the conversation, Tae Kyu, whose expression had become serious alone, straightened his hunched back and gazed blankly towards Sun Woo’s office.
“Could it be.”
Ah, Yoon Sun Woo? A girlfriend?
As soon as he stepped into the office, Sun Woo took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then immediately called someone.
“This is Yoon Sun Woo. Can you send only one chauffeur home today? Ah, not me, a 27yearold woman. She looks like she’s in her early 20s when you see her face though.”
When the other party, who had faintly laughed, asked for the woman’s size.
“Ah, the size….”
Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Sun Woo scratched his head and recalled Eun Jae, who had felt like she was drawn into his arms yesterday.
Could he not get a single grasp of her?
He could only remember her thin shoulders, which had felt nothing but solid bone.
“She’s on the petite side. Her height is in the early 160cm, and for colors, mainly light ones, and please make it a nonburdensome midlow range brand.”
After appending a few more requests and hanging up, Sun Woo immediately sent a text message to Eun Jae.
As soon as he sent the message, Sun Woo leaned back in his chair with his phone laid on the desk and closed his eyes for a moment.
He recalled the woman packing her things yesterday. It was hardly anything to call luggage, just a small ecobag was all. It contained just a few changes of clothes and toiletries.
She must have been driven around, but the woman was like a shadow. Her clothes were like that, as were her cautious actions.
A woman who shrunk and treaded lightly, behaving like a wary cat, might show a different side if she was free.
Sun Woo chuckled at the thought of thinking about such nonsense, and quickly turned the stack of papers in front of him, which he had leaned on.
As expected, Kwon Seung Cheol looked for Sun Woo early.
Despite Sun Woo’s words not to be surprised, his appearance caused a stir around, and the fact that he was a guest of Yoon Sun Woo surprised people once more.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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