To Our Pure Little Beauty

Their reunion

As Jungkook keyed in that string of numbers, the degree of his self-loathing reached a new peak in his life.

When the beeping sounds of waiting travelled from the receiver, he expressionlessly kept his phone in the pocket of his white coat, “Number 65, Zhou Ru.”

This Zhou Ru had quite a reputation in the hospital, mainly because every month, she definitely would book an appointment with Jungkook. Plus, she also had a very impressive figure, and she herself took great pride in that, every time, the moment she sat down, her first sentence would be to say as she stuck her chest out, “Doctor, my chest hurts.”

This line was even written into the script of the employers’ short performance skit at the hospital’s annual meeting, and had become one of the hospital’s internal department’s famous sayings.

Miss Nurse was actually quite humorous, she explained to her that the city people of modern times were under great pressure, and hence their hearts easily gave problems, but in your case, it actually is a problem caused by too much pressure……

But this Zhou Ru still regularly came every month to register for an appointment for her chest pain, the nurses all began to say that this was to get Doctor Jeon to auscultate her, even a few seconds was alright.

After Zhou Ru exited the room, Jungkook lowered his head to glance at his phone in his pocket, the screen had already went black. He took it out to take a look, the call time was 1 minute and 42 seconds.

1 minute and 42 seconds, when Lisa waited for him to conduct his experiments in the past, she would always wait hour by hour, when she got bored while waiting, she would squat by the wall and flip through comic books. When he told her to return to her dorm, she would always righteously and confidently say, “I have nothing else to do if I go back to the dorm, at least by waiting here, I can portray an image of a girlfriend that has resigned herself meekly to maltreatment.”

The patients waiting outside to be called had already stuck their heads in a couple of times. Jungkook put his phone back in his pocket, and just as he was preparing to call the next number, his phone rang, and a familiar string of numbers appeared on the screen before his eyes.

In the past, when she had nothing else to do, she would change his saved name for her in his phone, Dear, Beautiful Lady, Girlfriend, Honey, Baby, she had tried them all. In the end, like a dog urinating to mark its territory, she had changed it to “Jungkook Is This Person’s”. Later on, he deleted them all, but he surprisingly couldn’t forget her number, it was as if it was carved into his brain.

After answering Lisa’s call, Jungkook swiftly called his colleague, to ask if he could help and switch shifts with him. He contacted his colleague in orthopaedics, then contacted the ambulance.

After getting onto the ambulance, Jungkook inexplicably felt like this was similar to his state before a huge examination – on one hand, feeling that if there could be more time, he could prepare himself a little more thoroughly and score better marks, yet on the other hand also feeling that the exam should just take place faster, no matter how well he scored, the main point was to finish the examination and go on holiday.

To cause Jungkook the study overlord to have such thoughts, Lisa also could be considered a talent. Yes, if she wasn’t a talent, he wouldn’t after seeing her again, feel that everything was suddenly unbearable.

…

He was paying a visit to his academic advisor from university that day, mainly also because he had some academic questions he wanted to consult him on. He had to bypass the school’s football field to get to his teacher’s dormitory. That day, as he still had to assist in two operation that afternoon, he was walking especially hurriedly, and he accidentally swept the clothes that someone had hung on a pole onto the ground. He picked it up and took a look, it was a suit. It appeared to be of considerable value, plus lately there had been a few continuous days of rain, with the weather having just cleared, the ground was still wet. Though he had picked it up quickly, there was still a large patch of the suit that had been dirtied. He looked all around, wanting to find the owner of the suit, but he saw Lisa.

Lisa.

She was standing on the other side of the football field, kicking a football around with a man wearing a shirt and suit and leather shoes. He could see that she didn’t really want to play, she was playing lazily, unwilling to run……

At such a long distance, Jungkook who was mildly myopic nevertheless did not doubt at all that he had seen wrongly.

Separated by distance, separated by time, separated by thousands of miles and years, some people, you were still alright not seeing them, but once you saw them you knew, you were doomed.

……

The ambulance whizzed onward. The driver watched as Jungkook furrowed his brow, not saying a word, thinking about how Doctor Jeon had been here for quite a few years, and God knew just how many doctors, nurses and patients in the hospital had taken a fancy to him. Yet he seemed to only be interested in his work, making one suspect if he would have a sudden death due to being overworked at a young age. Sometimes when he was driving the ambulance and met him on ambulance duty, he couldn’t help but to urge him to not overload himself with work.

This time, he also laughed as he teased, “Doctor Jeon, don’t work so hard, it’s not worth it if it delays you from marrying a wife.”

Jungkook recovered from his shock and laughed too, “I won’t delay it this time.”