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Gab's POV

Stupid, stupid, stupid heart! I chanted as I walked the hallways of Makati Doctors'. After breaking down for a good 5 minutes at ShowBT's parking lot, I drove towards Makati Doc to do my rounds.

I have always done this ever since I was in med school. I time my mental breakdowns. Though, I think I might need another 5 minutes in the next hour.

I was a strong woman, but Sejun made me realize that I was as weak as any other woman. When faced with rejection, I had slumped.

Stop thinking about it. You have patients, the rational side of my brain chided myself while the emotional side of my brain wanted to wallow in doubt and self pity.

I dediced to listen to the rational side. I have patients to attend to.

But why can't Sejun be with me? I wanted to scream in frustration. He had no dating ban for a year! Why didn't he tell me?

My brow was all scrunched up as I stepped off the elevator and onto the hospital's 5th floor.

My Family medicine resident greeted me. I greeted her back and we made rounds on my patients.I had to admit, I was feeling detached. I had asked my patients if they were okay but it was asking out of routine, not out of genuine concern. I was feeling apathetic.

Get a grip, Gab, I told myself as we exited the wards.

I should grab another cup of coffee.

"Thanks, doctora. Good job today," I told my resident as soon as rounds was over.

I made my way towards the elevators. I really need coffee.

The elevator doors dinged and I pressed the button for ground floor, planning to head towards the coffee shop downstairs.

My phone chimed as soon as the elevator hit the ground floor.

"Yes?" I answered. It was Drake.

"Are you at Makati Doc?" He asked.

"Yes, why?"

"ER. Now."

Huh? Why?

"Why?" I asked. I had no business being in the ER.

"The ER just called. I have a trauma patient. MVA." Drake said. (MVA: Motor vehicular accident)

And what does that have to do with me? "And?"

"The patient is Sejun."

It was like an ice cold water was poured on my body. I stopped walking, my legs beginning to feel heavy.

"Sejun? In an MVA?" I clarified. Why was he involved in an accident? He was in ShowBT alive and well when I left him this morning.

"Just come here now." And the call died.

As much as Sejun was my number one stressor now, I would never wish for him to be ill, let alone be a victim of a motor vehicular accident.

My mind was on full doctor mode as soon as I entered the Emergency room. Panic would not get me anywhere.

Though I was too tempted to panic.

I passed by a computer near the ER nurses' station and I hurriedly typed in Nase, trying to find for any laboratories or any xrays. I needed to see if there were fractures.

Please let him be okay. Please let him be okay, I prayed as I waited for the computer to load.

Sejun had xrays taken. I quickly clicked them.

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