It rained heavily.
Not many came to the clinic because of the rain.
Suhyuk was feeling the rain drops at the entrance of the clinic.
Then Choi came out and offered him some coffee.
"Thanks."
Sweeping up her hair, she asked him worriedly,
"The wind is blowing very hard."
Suhyuk nodded his head.
The weather forecast was that a typhoon would pass beyond the island the day after tomorrow.
"It's almost lunch hour. I think I have to wake him up," said Choi.
She then headed into the office where Dr. Shin was taking a nap.
After lunch they spent some drowsy times in the afternoon.
Even as the office hour was at an end, not many visited the clinic.
Only five came for check-ups today; a big contrast compared with yesterday.
"Nice job everyone!"
The door was closed with Choi's message like that.
Suhyuk put on a raincoat, going down into the village.
He was heading for the supermarket there.
Just in case of a power outage caused by the typhoon, he wanted to buy some candles.
Everytime he moved his footsteps, he heard the strange noises of the strong wind.
He walked for about 10 minutes.
Arriving at the supermarket, he brushed off his raincoat with his hand before opening the door.
"Wow! You came here, doctor!"
A woman in her early 40s greeted him gladly.
"Hello."
"What a strong wind! You had better stay home on a day like this. A man was hurt by a flying signboard in the past."
Suhyuk looked for candles first, and then ramen and eggs.
He wanted to watch TV over ramen on a day like this.
"Also, take this too."
The woman gave him some canned tuna.
With a smile she said, "You can make soup with that."
"Thanks."
"Take care. If you need anything, please let me know anytime."
Suhyuk went out, and put on the cap attached to the raincoat.
The wind kept blowing hard.
***
Though it was already a dark night, it grew even darker quickly.
Suhyuk boiled ramen with an egg, and sat before a TV set.
It smelled savory thanks to the egg.
Though it was quite windy due to a typhoon outside, the floor was warm because of its inbuilt heating system.
The sliding door was shaking hard, which meant the wind was becoming stronger.
As the night went on, Suhyuk fell asleep before he knew it.
How much time passed by?
At the severe shaking of the door, Suhyuk opened his eyes.
It was still dark outside.

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Golden Time (JungYong)
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