บท 138: Pay-Per-Minute Spiritual Call

Jun Hyeon was doing the asepsis procedure before entering the operating room for the surgery he would perform in an instant. His mind wandered to the magical moment of dawn, and Ye Rim's beautiful face came to mind. Her half-closed eyes, and her plump, sensual lips, her soft hair and of course, the taste of her kiss.

Then, as if he had been suddenly punched, he frowned reflexively, his head aching,

'Migraine?' it was a surprise, but again he felt short of breath as in the night before. Stunned and blinking, he turned and leaned against the stainless steel sink, feeling nauseated. He didn't understand the symptoms, it couldn't be a stroke, could it? His assistant arrived to also perform asepsis, and saw Dr. Kim breathing heavily, holding his head in both hands,

"OMO! Dr. Kim, your nose is bleeding!" said the assistant, alarmed.