STATUS: On Going
DR JEON The Series ◎ Volume 1
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❝ So, you called yourself a doctor yet you can't afford to buy a flipping watch? ❞
❝ I'm..i'm sorry....❞
❝ Apologize is not working on me..❞
❝ I- I don't want to be ex- expelled!❞
❝ Then you have to...
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Monday morning, monday motivation; First, drink your coffee. Second, stay focused and positive. Third, don't freak out. Fourth, are you wearing a pants?
On a private ward the atmosphere was completely different than other sections and places in the massive hospital. The air in this magnificent room had a perfumed scent and the seats were plush.
Every surface was dustless. Nurses were unhurried and the moved with a serene purposefulness from room to room. There were vases of flowers and beautiful framed pieces of art on the walls. In the corridor was a water dispenser and in most rooms could be heard the noise of a television.
Oh right we forgot the most important rule to start a fresh and good monday, stabbing people is wrong.
But Jeon Jungkook looks like he's killing each person he saw with his eyes right now. The menacing aura of his is really unbeatable and unavoidable.
He stood outside from the ward, leaning his back against the white wall of the corridor two male doctors stood beside him, standing straight in the line. They seemed to be waiting for someone too arrive.
And judging by Jungkook's face, this person must successfully enter his blacklist book. The pure annoyance written on his gorgeous face was way to obvious as if he didn't hesitate to show how he feel, glazed and sullen. Jungkook kept sending tiny glare to his watch on his left wrist from time to time.
Rubbing the tiny round and black piercing that adorned his ear with a scowl, "I'm leaving--"
He mumbled in irritation, as he started to walk away, the doctors around him were both terrified and shocked, stuttering few gibberish words before they found the perfect sentences. "Doctor Jeon, but they appointed you to be the physician for Miss. Takanashi".
The chief surgeon sneered coldly, "I'm not the only doctor in this hospital".
Just then, there was a bustle from the end of the hallway, four to five strong guards dressed in tuxedo, a mid-aged woman with stern facial expression followed by a young girl at her 20's, few hospital's staff who recognize them immediately show their respect by bowing.
Most of their attention pointed towards the young girl, no doubt, she is a beauty, the way her short but smooth chestnut colored hair sway, her beautiful pastel dress that look casual but scream 'expensive as hell'. She is perfect. Well that's what people thought of her at least.
But Jeon Jungkook is an exception.
Damn it.
Jungkook cursed deeply in his head as he saw these group of people walking towards them, towards him to be exact.
Why her.
Jeon Jungkook fisted both of his palms inside the gown's pocket and glares at that graceful girl whom was walking towards him happily with bright smile on her face as she was surprised to see Jungkook here. He couldn't help himself to feel annoyed with that but that face got on his nerves.
