Who said Life will be so easy once you start making money on your own.. Huh??
Maybe it is for some people, but for us, the Doctors, the nurses and all the people related to public service are on another level of Easy Life you can ever have.
It's been two and a half day I haven't laid my body on my bed. I haven't even gone home in these 57 hours. Yup! I'm working now. Work, work and work!!
A few years back it was Study, study, study. I haven't even got the time to look for a decent guy to date.
Well maybe that's something not entirely my job's fault. I don't look at guys like that. It creeps me out thinking the guy I'm looking at maybe has an wonderful woman or man waiting for them to get home.
Uughh! FrUsTraTiNg!!
"Miss Yn, you got another patient. Please come to room no, 301."
An announcement goes off. I get up from my chair where I was taking a short break in and grab my white coat.
*tummy growling*
Uggh! I'm hungry!
"It's okay stomach, you can hold it for another ten minutes. I'll be done with the patient and will feed you something..." I talk to my tummy while rubbing my hand on it as I get going for the patient party.
At Room No. 301:
Entering the room I see someone already waiting there for me. He was, very weirdly talking on his own. His authoritative head boppings and firm hold onto his waist while saying, "We all are there for each other for what? Just to hide their pain and be quite?? I can't understand this mindset at all!!", made me think he's like a parent scolding his child.
Even though for a second I thought he was lecturing himself, I thought of rather asking it for the better case.
To let him be aware of my presence I knock on the door lightly. And ask,
Yn: Excuse me, are you the patient?
He turns his head towards me, and very weirdly his full face was covered in mask and goggles. And his silky smooth hair covered the forehead to let me see anything of it.
Guy: No, he just went to the bathroom. Can you please wait?!
He lets go of his waist and takes upon a rather gentle approach while talking to me. Chuckling I say,
Yn: y-yeah! Sure.
Wow this guy is well mannered. Generally family or friends of the patient even order us sometimes to do something as per their advice. But he's talking in a please.. ???!!
I wait there putting both of my hands in my coat's pocket, for the patient. In a while, the person I'm supposed to treat comes out!
I turn to him with all my attention, wearing a pleasant welcome smile. He seemed to be a little awkward and step back because of my sudden move though.
Yn: Hi! You're the patient right? *smiling*
Patient : Yes.
He speaks in a deep voice, which sends an unexpected shiver down my spine and... would probably be hard to listen if he talks more than just a 'yes'. Nonetheless, he's a patient.
Yn: I'm Dr. Yn Ln, who is supposed to treat you. Can you give me a brief history about your injury?
I take out my writing pad after wearing a pair of gloves. I take a look at his arms and the freshly cut wounds he's trying hard to hide.
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My Dr. Beloved (Yoongi Ff) ✅
Fanfiction"I thought I healed myself, until you came, treating the wounds I didn't know I had" When an unfortunate accident leads BTS's Min Yoongi to a general Hospital, he gets to know his Dr. is an ARMY too. But their brewing romance soon gets hampered by...
