There was someone beside him.
Seung's heart quickened as he sensed the presence, his mind racing through possibilities. 'Is it Jaemin? Or…'
His senses sharpened when he heard a loud thud by his side, both of something light and a wooden object. He raised himself from the bed and saw the woman—Kwang Min-soo—sprawled to the left.
Min-soo chuckled lightly, though there was something more behind it, maybe awkwardness. She quickly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and rose to her feet as fast as she could. Throughout the moment, Seung didn't make any attempt to help her up. He knew that offering assistance would only heighten her embarrassment.
'Why's her face so pale?' Seung thought as his gaze landed on her. Her skin had turned ashen, lips chapped and beaded with sweat. He asked gently, "Who are you? Perhaps… a Healer?"
Min-soo's lips parted slightly, her hands clasped below her abdomen. "How… did you know, sir?"
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