Golden Triangle

Ch. 7 : Chasing The Doctor's Love

"Shhh... Be gentle please~"

"After you got on my nerves, still want me to be gentle? You're even wasting my time!"

"Sorry...", Mew stares down and mumbles.

"Sigh... Nevermind! It's my fault too. Hold on a little longer! I'm almost done."

Gulf becomes more gentle which make Mew happy of course. Actually, it isn't that hurt. He is used to all kinds of heavy injuries, so just a small wound means nothing to him. He just makes it more dramatic to gain the doctor's attention.

"dr. Gulfian, do you stay here alone?"

"I won't answer any question unrelated to my job."

Mew isn't discouraged by the cold answer. Maybe his question earlier is too personal for someone who is very secretive like him. He tries to look for another topic by scanning around the room. He then finds a corner that covered by papers. Suddenly, an idea appears in his mind.

"dr. Gulfian, are you doing research?", the doctor looks at him before continue to bandage the wound.

"You must be know that from my personal information. Why bother to ask?"

"That's harsh na, Sweet Bun..."

"Tsk! Can you stop call me Sweet Bun?"

"If I stop call you Sweet Bun, will you let me meet you again?"

"No.", Mew pouts.

Knock! Knock!

"Khun Mew, dr. Gulfian, sorry for disturbing. There is a problem at the port, Khun Mew.", Mew sighs.

"I get to go. Thank you for treating me! I will treat you lunch or dinner after my problem is solved. See you, Sweet Bun!"

Mew rushes to leave. As the leader of Golden Sun, he needs to take care of the businesses. Along with his brothers. Each of them supervise different business. As for Mew, he is in charge of the oldest and largest family business which is arms trade. The best quality weapons are delivered daily. If there is a problem at the port, delivery of the goods will be delayed. That's why he has to immediately check it.

Meanwhile, after the uninvited guest left, Gulf keeps his first aid kit back and continues his unfinished housechore. Because he is too busy at hospital, he doesn't really have time to clean up his apartment. He sweeps, mops, wipes down every furniture in his condo, changes the sheets, replaces the curtains with the clean one, and washes dirty clothes. Time seems to go very fast for him. When he finishes, it's past noon.

"No wonder you have been grumbling. Let's find something to eat!", the doctor says to his tummy.

The doctor orders food from online service. He is craving for korean food today, so he chooses korean fried chicken and kimchi fried rice. Once he is done, he turns on his TV and searches a drama that was just recommended by Mix.

Ting!

"Huh? It has arrived? How come it's faster than food delivery services in South Korea? They must be kidding me!"

Gulf goes downstairs even he is doubting it. When he arrives at the lobby, the security guard tells him his food is already at the receptionist counter. He quickly picks it and takes a look carefully. The packaging isn't strange. It's also impossible for someone to send poison during the day like this either, right? At the end, he shrugs it off. He brings the food back to his condo.

Drttt!

"What's wrong, Tutor?"

"Patient's condition in room 717 worsened, doc. His vital isn't good. And, dr. Mario is currently treating an emergency patient in the ER. What should I do, doc?"