- 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 12-1

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"Are you afraid i eat him?" San laughed.

"I was finished with him."

"What did he thank for?"

"Mind your own business."

"Fine! fine!" San rolled his eyes.

Seonghwa grab his shoulders and looked closely at his colar.
"What's this?"

"Mind your own business maybe?"

Seonghwa ignored him and checked his hands which had bruises and cuts on it knuckles.
"Who's blood this is? Did you fight?"

"I was training a soldier."

"Since when has training a soldier With this intensity been one of the duties of a major?"
Seonghwa stared at him suspiciously.

"Ever since soldiers became untamable."

"Why did you have to deal with- Oh wait! Is that the guy that you and Major Lee were talking about that day?"

"Jung Wooyoung."

Seonghwa frowned slightly.

"What is it?" San asked.

"Nothing. His name is familiar i was thinking where did i heard it before."

"He has a huge file at Military. You probably seen it there."

"Probably...by the way, why did you came to my office all of a sudden looking like this?"

"Why did i? Hmm...aha! Do you know any physician who can come over here? For serious injuries i mean."

"Why? You look fine."

"It's not for me. It's for Jung Wooyoung that i want."

"Just what did you do to him?!"

"Nothing seriously. Few punches and kicks. But he's bleeding surprisin-"

Seonghwa didn't hesitate to call for a doctor.
"Hello? Dr. Yang?"

About a few hours later, Dr. Yang arrived.
San and Seonghwa greeted her at Seonghwa's office.

"You didn't mention that she's a she." San whispered.

"Well sorry about that. The next time you beat someone to death, I'll check on the gender of the doctor who is going to bring them back to life."

"Is there anything wrong, officers?" Dr. Yang asked.

"No nothing. It's just rare to see female physicians in the country these days." San responded.

Dr. Yang was a tiny woman probably at her 70s.
With the traditional clothes she was wearing, the bag she had and a walking stick, she looked more like a witch than a doctor.

"Where's the patient?"

"In the basement."

Seonghwa turned his head towards San-which was standing next to him- as soon as he heard his response.

"How far is it?"

"It's three floors lower."

"Come here." She ordered.

San gave a question look to Seonghwa. He shrugged.
San walked towards her.

"Kneel."

"Pardon?"

She put her stick on San's shoulder and forced him to kneel. Then she got on his back and wrapped her hands around his neck.

"Don't forget my bag. Let's go."

While San had no idea about the situation he was in, Seonghwa was trying hard to not burst in laughter.

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