MENDING INCISIONS, i.ny

3. The One's We Once Loved

Y/n never wanted anything but to see Nayeon reach her dreams 

but Y/n had dreams of her own too, and she just couldn't let them go.

3RD PERSON's.

tw/ mentions of physical abuse, domestic abuse

Y/n continued to operate on the patient after Nayeon left. Nayeon sent a skilled resident to assist her. She then went to Seungcheol's office, expecting him in his usual seat, but he was standing in front of the big window that is facing the lobby. 

"What's wrong?" Nayeon asked him. She knows Seungcheol well. He is Nayeon's best friend after Y/n.

"There was an emergency patient. TA. A man and her daughter." Seungcheol said.

[ TA - Abbreviation for Trauma Accident. ]

"I should be going then. Did they do a CT? MRI? How was it?" Nayeon  said as she walks into the exit of  Seungcheol's office. 

[ CT Scan and MRI Scan - combination of X-ray images taken from different angles around the body and are processed to create cross-sectional images of bones, blood vessels, and soft tissues. They provide more detailed information than the usual X-ray.]

"The daughter asked for Yunjin's help, says no to male doctors, and asked to call the police because his father is her abuser and this is the only chance she got." Seungcheol added.

Nayeon stopped into her tracks and looked at Seungcheol.

"I'm thinking of transferring him to other hospitals. I can't treat someone like him." Seungcheol said as he finally averted his gaze at Nayeon.

"How was Y/n?" He asked with his eyes glued to Nayeon and eyebrows furrowed. It was as if he is expecting that the tabled are turned.

"I don't know. She kicked me out of the OR." Nayeon said as she looked down.

"I better get going, Cheol." Nayeon said as she went out of the office.

Unlike Seungcheol, Nayeon does not mix her personal and emotional stuffs with work, like every other professionals should. It is easy to say but it is hard to do too, specially when you were on the same shoes.

She went to the ER and passed by Y/n who seemed to go out of the OR faster than she thought. When things like that happens, it is usually bad news. 

A buffed man dressed with white shirt splashed with blood and a red plaid robe suddenly tapped Y/n's arm. He looked distressed and reeked of alcohol. He is also bleeding.

Just as Y/n was about to ask the man what he needs, there are two security personnel who tailed him and the man ran on the other side of hallway again.

He grabs everyone he sees and throws them as if they are empty bottle beers—including nurses and staffs.

And Nayeon.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck all of you! I won't get into jail! Fucking mind your business and release that girl on Bed 5!!" He shouted as he held Nayeon like a hostage, with his arm on Nayeon's neck.

He pointed at the girl at bed 5 that Seungcheol talks about earlier as Cheol finally goes into the crowd that gathered earlier.

Cheol averted his eyes on Nayeon—who's scared and almost crying.

"We will not release a patient in critical condition." Cheol sternly said which angered the man more.

Just as he was about to move, Y/n appeared at the back of the man and kicked his groin. The man released Nayeon and Cheol ran to get her. Y/n did the unthinkable and punched the man until he is unconscious.

The commotion died down and Y/n stopped when the police came. People who were hurt are treated and Cheol escorted both Nayeon and Y/n to his office.

"What were you thinking? You almost killed him!" Cheol shouted as Y/n fired back.

"What the heck am I supposed to do? You fucking triggered him more earlier! He could've hurt Nana!" Y/n shouted and stopped when she said Nayeon's nickname.

Cheol raised his one eyebrow and looked at Y/n sternly. He must think of a way to send Y/n out immediately or else Nayeon will do something that'll ruin the both of them.

"He may be a sexual offender for that girl's whole life but today, he is a patient too. He might sue so apologize." Cheol said as Y/n looked even more fumed.

"Look, Y/n. I don't want him to get treated here either. I want him to die and rot in hell. But the law—"Cheol said as he got cut off.

"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever, coward." Y/n said as she walked away and slammed the door shut.

"She just called me Nana?" Nayeon immediately asked when Y/n left.

"Dumbass. You almost got hurt or worse, killed earlier and you're over that?" Cheol asked as she checked his convenience wife.

Y/n went to the ER bed the man from earlier was assigned to and closed the curtains around the bed.

"The hospital chief asked me to come here and talk to you and apologize because you are also a patient." She said as she closes the curtains and takes this chance while there are still no police officers around the man.

"But you had hurt my nurses and other residents, broke their bones. I do not get to apologize for what I did and if time rewinds over that moment, I'll do it again." She said as she leaned into the man's ear. The man's hands were cuffed into the bed railing so he can't do any harm anymore.

"If you think I punched you because you sexually assaulted one patient in this hospital, I would've cut your penis than dislocate your jaw." She continued.

"Whatever the fuck you do, sue me, sue the hospital. I don't care. I will stand in court with all the evidences and I will say the exact same thing I said." She said as she opened the curtain in front of her and left.

"Have you heard that Dr. Im and the new doctor has a thing before? I overheard the chief's secretary."

One of the hospital staff said as Y/n overhead the conversation.

She was on her way to her new office but she stopped on her tracks when she heard that and listened more.

"The chief's secretary was one of their batchmates in high school! He knows about it all too well! I wondered why they split up.." The staff continued.

I wanted more than my life in Seoul back then. Y/n thought and continued on her tracks.

Y/n's dreams did not weigh more than Nayeon. Rather, Y/n didn't want to hinder the life Nayeon wants.

Nayeon wants Seoul. Y/n didn't.

Nayeon was ready to throw everything away for Y/n. Y/n didn't want Nayeon to.