The beat of your heart ㅏSulayㅓ

Final entry

Dear diary,

I'm worried.

I just hope everything will turn out all right.

I'm going to do everything in my power to keep Jaehin and Joonmyeon safe.

-Yixing

Yixing kept his chin high as he stood in front of the large council. They were muttering to themselves, occasionally jotting down notes.

"You called for me." Yixing said out loud, getting the attention of everyone in the room.

The man in the middle, with the biggest seat and with the nameplate that read 'Chairman Lee' cleared his throat, "Ah yes, Doctor Zhang, you have quiet a record."

Yixing felt like his heart was being squeezed by a fist as everyone shuffled through their papers, "Kim Jaehin, stage four cancer, perfectly healthy now. Kim Jongin, paralyzed from the waist down and he's dancing now. Park Chanyeol, lung failure and now he's living a normal life."

Chairman Lee removed his glasses, staring at Yixing, "Tell me Doctor Zhang, you preformed not one, not two but three medical miracles. Do you have something to share with us."

Yixing squeezed his eyes shut, finding it harder to breath with each passing second. A billion thoughts were circulating his head.

Tell?
Don't tell?
Run?
Quit?

No. Yixing had to think. What could he do to insure Jaehin's safety, to keep himself for being tested on.

'Come on, Yixing think!'
Yixing repeated to himself over and over again.

"Doctor Zhang?"

Yixing snapped out of his thoughts and stared at Chairman Lee, "Do you want to know my secret?"

Chairman Lee raised one eyebrow, leaning forward a bit in his chair, "Well, isn't that why we are gathered here today?"

Yixing snarled, "Fine, I'll show you."

He tugged off his lab coat, leaving him in his jeans and one of Joonmyeon's sweaters.

"Can someone bring me a scalpel?" Yixing asked, staring at the numerous amount of guards standing by the door.

One of them nodded and walked out of the room. Yixing rolled his up sleeves and turned on the large screen in the front of the room, connecting it to the projector.

He placed his hand underneath the camera, peering over to make sure that it was showing up on the big screen.

He pulled his hand away and turned to the audience, "I need a volunteer."

Just then, the guard who left to get the scalpel came back. Yixing took the scalpel and grabbed the man's wrist. The guard stiffened, his hand immediately shot to the gun hidden in his pocket.

Yixing rolled his eyes, "Calm down, it's just a scratch."

The guard visibly gulped and placed a shaking hand underneath the projector. Yixing sliced a thin line in his skin. The guard hissed and balled his fist. Yixing clamped a hand over the cut and closed his eyes before pulling away a few seconds later.

The cut....had vanished.

The guard gasped and stared at his hand, poking where the cut was. Yixing had clearly cut his hand, there was blood and a faint stinging pain but now he felt nothing.

The guard held his hand up the Chairman, "C-Chairman Lee.....it h-healed."

Yixing slid his coat back on, staring at his audience, "There. That's my secret. I can heal people. I usually don't use it on patients. Jongin, Chanyeol and Jaehin were exceptions, the patients under my care before were all healed by normal means."