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When he reenters, Uncle 15 rushes towards him. The older male is awestruck after noticing the condition of the kid's clothing.
"Young Master, what were you doing? Your clothes are so dirty! Let's get you changed."
Panicked, the man reaches for the kid's hand but freezes after seeing dry blood on them. Tiny, soft hands covered with scars, dirt and dark red stain.
"Oh my God! Blood! So much blood! Young master is hurt! somebody call the doctor! "
And so it begins. Within a few minutes, everyone is running aimlessly, panicking. He mentally rolls his eyes while his face stays unimpressed.
He did not expect this much attention after everything that has been going on. He never liked it in the first place. But just like before, he stays quiet.
Soon a car comes in through the big gates. The humble and polite man in his late-fifties, pushing his glasses with his index finger, enters through the door with Uncle 9 carrying his briefcase. Doctor Byun is one of the few persons whom Mr. Jeon trusts blindly.
"Mr. Jeon Junior what were doing? Your hands are bleeding so badly." He asks his patient calmly.
But the patient does not want to answer such a personal question so he stays tight-lipped. He can not be blamed though. He was taught to do so. Like father like son.
"Doesn't it hurt?" The experienced doctor asks sympathetically.
To the boy it seems like he is being mocked.
"I'm a manly man." He declaims. He does not like it when everyone looks down upon him.
His words reach their ears but the seriousness in them goes unnoticed. The servants try very hard to hold in their amusement but their face give it all away. The boy notices the ridiculously stupid expression on their face which annoys him further. Some look at the ceiling, some scratch their nose in a way that will cover their mouth while some pick on the invisible lint on their suit; everyone looks at anywhere but their Young Master. Even the doctor has a goofy face, lips sealed, brows lifted, upper and lower lip area puffed up, like a monkey.
The boy can not help but wonder,
What's so funny?
Doctor Byun washes the boy's hand, carefully, not wanting to hurt him. Now that his hands are clean, he can see the scars clearly, they look like a kaleidoscope, but monocoloured.
When it is time to apply medicine, the doctor pulls out a bottle and some cottons, and then he starts to dab the cotton lightly over the wounds after soaking it with the red coloured medicine. Which confuses the boy.
What? But you just washed it away and now you're applying it again?
When the physical pain, competing with mental pain, finally wins the race, he clenches his teeth and puts up with it.
Even though he claims to be a manly man, he himself knows it is not true. He acted like a coward when it was time to save his pet dog. The fact that his angel saved both him and his pet makes him think that it is not enough. He needs to learn how to defend himself.
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