"what did winwin ever do in
his past life to deserve this?!"
yuta hit the wall with his balled
fist with anger and also sadness.
"i'm sorry, sir. but i recommend you
not to make him undergo chemotherapy.
he has so many easily cured diseases before
curing lukemia. but by the looks of it, i know
he'll be strong enough to handle the effects,
i think."
doctor park reassured the three, making
yuta stop and laugh instead of thanking him.
"well, that's what you think. plus, do you
think we can afford the chemotherapy? of
course not! look, we're only dancers, sir. and
we only get a decimal of your salary. we waste
blood and bones while you people waste your
time by checking and curing without sweat breaking
down on your face? all of your consulting crap are a
waste of time. there's no time for these, doctor park."
this made the three around him gasp while doctor park
just let out a tired sigh while massaging his temples with
both of his thumbs.
"look, sir. our consults were never jokes, plus i'm not
just a doctor but also a surgeon. we break sweat,okay?"
doctor park just let out a tired grin and quickly left
the four before his anger would go somewhere.
"so,"
mark started.
"how could we help you?"
mark asked, making yuta tear up
a little when yuta saw how willing
mark is to help him with winwin.
"don't worry yuta, we're here for you.
i'll get more doctors to check up on him
for a few times next week to see if park is
telling the truth or not."
momo smiled, making the others smile.
"i'll help on gaurding him if he ever gets
confined. i stay here alyways anyway."
yuto said, makinyuta tear up more.
"but who wants to help me
tell the truth to winwin?"
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RED STRINGS OF FAITH / YUWIN
Short Story"This is for him. No, I am for him." In which, the red strings of fate become IV cords. ©bingsuho 2018 "Imma kick you if you steel my stuff."
