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A doctor was walking through the hallway, looking into his tab as he observed the possible ways to perform a surgery on one of his patients.

As he was walking across Jisung's room, he saw the male acting weird in his bed. Later on, he realized that he was having a seizure. The doctor rushed in to the room and took a hold of Jisung, whose body kept twitching hard without his conscious control.

"I NEED HELP, STAT!!" He shouted as loud as he could, very few nurses outside immediately heard him and rushed inside the room. They saw the bad condition of the boy and went to the doctor to help him.

After giving him the right medicine, gradually, his seizure stopped. The doctor and the few nurses were still shocked and confused as to why this happened, as this was really rare.

"He didn't have a seizure in the first two weeks of his coma, why now?"

The doctor muttered a little audibly under his breath, making the nurses also hear what he said. He had his brows furrowed as he stared at Jisung and wondered why this occurred.

"Patients tend to dream in comas, doctor. What if he dreamed of the accident he went through? I have heard his boyfriend's friends mention that it was really bad."

This caught the doctor's attention. What she's saying is right, thought he as he calculated the chances of the mentioned possibility.

"Maybe. Oh, my god, this could have killed him! This is so extraordinary." The doctor rushed out of the room with his hand rubbing his chin while being deep in his thoughts.

The nurses just stared at him running out of the chamber and after he did, glanced at each other. They smiled when they looked at each other and shook their heads. "Doctor Murphy will never change." Dalisay chuckled with her eyes closed.

"Yes, he won't." Sulli exclaimed while observing Jisung's features closely, as though she were his own mother.

Dalisay noticed her lovely and kind stare towards the boy; she also looked at him and then at Sulli, who did not take her eyes away from the boy. "Why are you staring at him like that?"

The other woman finally looked up and gazed at her. It was as if she was finding an answer for the question she had been asked. After almost a minute, she opened her mouth and said, "Do you remember the night he came to the hospital? When I saw his condition, truth be told, I got so scared. Except of the lock-down that happened years ago, this scared me a lot."

"I also remember the night he came in with his boyfriend and the police following behind." The younger female among them started. "It was only my second or third month here, and that was the first case I had which was that serious."

"Honestly? I feel bad for this boy's partner. He comes everyday and every night just to meet him, even after midnight. Did you notice his condition in the first three months? He had gotten so skinny, he had deep dark circles under his eyes, and he would always fall asleep near him. I wanted to ask how he was but that would invade his privacy."

The younger hummed as an answer to what the older said, also remembering the condition of Minho. The night of the accident, she had seen him either weeping, zoning out or passing out on the floor. But mostly, he just sat there and waited for any response from anyone inside the O.R.

She had felt so bad for him. She kept approaching him and his friends who were there for any tea, coffee, or practically anything. She gave them her opinion to sit in the praying room or in the waiting room, but they had declined that.

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