Warning: 'Hard Carry' trailer spoilers!
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You were a Doctor... In training.
You would be a doctor -- one of the most skilled at that, but there was one huge problem...
You couldn't stand seeing people hurt.
You were very sensitive and soft hearted. The other trainees at your work even called you Dr. Cry-Baby.
But today, while you were at home reading you got a call.
"Yeboseyo?" You said, assuming it was your mom calling for the 24th time today from back in Korea.
"Speak English!" You heard through the phone, "This is your Boss!"
You immediately apologized before asking what he needed you for.
"There was a plane crash with 9 people but one died and we need you to come in for one of our special 7." He ordered. "Come in ASAP!"
Special 7? What does that mean?
You put on your shoes and raced into your car. You quickly drove there and after putting on your gear were lead into a room.
At what you saw, you let out a tiny gasp before tears started welling up in your eyes.
It was a tall handsome foreign young man, but that's not what you were paying attention to.
What you saw first was a humungous wound in his small stomach with a sharp tip of part of a plane wing sticking out of it.
You stepped closer to the table.
You've got this, (Y/N). You're a doctor.
You took a large gulp and began.
"The people near the crash said he fell out a meter off the ground as the plane was falling because the wing had somehow fallen off," A doctor told me. "They say when the wing fell, it had two sharp pieces and that one stabbed into the ground and the other stuck dangerously upwards. They also told us that he original wasn't headed for it but the plane flipped and the wing knocked him into it."
You did not respond and just decided to continue to focus of the surgery.
"Out of the others, his injuries are is the worst." One assistant stated, handing me a blood bag for when we removed wing peice. Another doctor added "Other than the pilot, of course-"
"Scalpel." You interrupted. The assistant handed it to you. "The pilots broken rib cage almost hit his heart!" He finished.
You finally removed the wing. Blood started pouring out so you added the rest of the A type blood bag that you hadn't used for the bleeding wound. You continued the surgery.
Suddenly, blood started gushing out at you all. Get more blood. "It's coming out too fast!"she screamed.
"There's bellow a 30% chance that he'll make it by the time I back!"
"It's either probably die or definitely die. We're doctors, we have to try."
And with that, she was off.
We continued the surgery, for that was all we could do.
Gradually and gradually, the life line started beeping slower. "Where the hell is she?!" Another assistant panicked. "She needs to get a lot" I said, trying my best to remain calm.
The surgeons hands were shaky out of fear that this would go wrong to someone famous.
He cut two vain's.
This would cause him to lose even more blood.
"Get out! Your hands are shaky!" I shouted.
With the last scrape of the blood bags, we were able to speed up his heart. But after a while...
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"Got it!" I heard from behind me.
"Put it in!" I demanded. We hooked it up and it slowly sped back up.
After a few weeks, you got called again. "Hello?" You answered. "(Y/N)! The patient woke up!" You heard cheerfully through the other side. "That's great!" You responded.
There was an awkward silence between the two of you.
"And?" You finally asked. "And he asked to see the main savior of his life!"
There was another silence.
"Me?" You gasped. She giggled, assuring you that you were correct. "Really? I'll be right over!"
You drove there.
You walked into the hospital room and saw him again. Now you really new how attractive this guy was.
"Hi" he greeted.
You didn't answer, you were too busy gazing.
He smiling at you with the most adorable smile spread across his handsome face. His brunette hair shined and his skin seemed to have held some type of glowing aura. And his sparkling chocolatey eyes stared straight into yours.
"Um..." He blushed, breaking your day-dream.
Once he realized that you were focusing again he went back to normal and smiled once again, making you melt. "I'm okay now!" He chimed. "I've got stitches, though..." You chuckled "I know, I put them in."
"Come here," he told me, blushing again.
You did walked closer, with every step, your heart beating faster.
He stretched up to you and gave you a quick peck before cringing and squealing.
He looked back at you "I think my girlfriend should be my savior."
