- 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 15-1

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"What is...this!?"

"Don't worry he's alive." Seonghwa said from outside the room.

He continued: "Almost everybody left last night for a mission and i become so busy because of that. Can you take care of him for few days?"

Hongjoong looked at Wooyoung again.
"Are you sure he's alive?"

Seonghwa looked at his pocket watch: "I gotta go."

"Wait! What should i-"

"Don't worry ajumma will help you." Then he left in rush.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING AJUMMA?!" Dr. Yang yelled from the corner of the room.

Hongjoong didn't notice her presence until then.

"Ajumma Ajumma! kids these days...he's an Ajumma himself!" She nagged.

Hongjoong giggled at the thought of Major Park as an Ajumma.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. Im Kim Hongjoong. Please count on me." He bowed.

Dr. Yang observed him from head to toe.
"Hmm...like i have any other choice. Take off his clothes."

"Excuse me?"

"He has a broken rib that must be treated and he's been in fever whole night we must cool him down. Let's not mention his uniform...i can't do much physical stuff but I'll guide you."

"Fine..."

Hongjoong rolled up his sleeves.
He carefully started unbuttoning Wooyoung's uniform. There was a huge bruise under his chest, probably where his rib was broken.
For taking off his top completely he needed to move him but it was impossible because of his rib so with Dr. Yang suggest, Hongjoong had to cut his clothes.
Cleaning the dried blood from his body was also a process.
Dr. Yang taught him how to cast a broken bone or lowers someone's fever.
Wooyoung didn't budge the whole time except the time that they were casting his rib.
He moved a lot so that Hongjoong had to grab his both hands and make him stay still with his whole body weight.

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