The sound of the cardiogram that stood there for months continuously beeped, giving the image of a stabilized rise and fall of the vectors on the screen, raging 120-200 ms for normal reading. Atrial fibrillation was regular, there were no difficulties with the patient as he slowly opened his eyes, capturing the light flooded room with the help of his corneas normally functioning despite the length of his slumber.
Inhaling once, twice, maybe a couple more before tilting his head to the right, body aching with the lack of movement. It was in his condition that he’d eventually feel unfamiliar pain between his joints as he did his best , moving his body.
On his peripheral vision, he sees a lady dressed in a white uniform with a matching cap on her head, most likely a nurse who was busy checking on the IV tube that had been newly replaced 4 feet above his head. She stares at her watch, along with the dextrose dripping down the needle, monitoring something til she was satisfied, she turns her head to see her patient who was looking at her with round eyes.
“Oh my god…”She whispers in surprise, then reaches out for the buzzer along with a telephone line that is usually connected to the main desk where the rest of the nurses and doctors are stationed.
“Doctor Kim, patient Lee Injoon is awake---”
“Yes, I’ll call him too”.
A minute or two when the nurse had finally hung up the call, the door bursts wide open. There stands Donghyuck heavily breathing for his life with a bag of groceries on his hold. He puts it down near the counter top of the room and approaches the newly awoken patient, but the nurse stops him.
“Mr Lee, he just woke up, I suggest you sit down first, everything in his vision will take time for him to process , please wait for Doctor Kim to arrive. He needs to be examined first” the nurse calmly explains, Donghyuck reluctantly sat on the leather couch that is meant for guardians or caretakers .
It is impossible to sit so calmly knowing that the man on the bed had finally woken up. He takes a good look at him, observing him as he tilts his head from right to left vise versa, taking in the environment of the four walls of his hospital room. His eyes would constantly stare at the ceiling, in a daze of some sort. Even at his state, donghyuck had never been so relieved at the same time overwhelmed at how good he still looks; with his caramel brown hair that had grown longer than before, almost reaching the end of his neck, his facial may had look paler and boney but still, he’s still the beautiful man he remembers.
Doctor Kim eventually enters the room , stethoscope hanged around his neck like any typical doctor would present themselves; along with a chart board on his hand, he stands next to his patient and firstly examines his temperature, pulse, and developing concussion on his head that may be a possible cause to his awakening.
Next he checks the cardiogram by clearing his throat, as he reads along the vectors , tracing the time where his heart was beating irregularly before his patient had fully awakened himself.
“Everything seems normal, cardiograph readings are stable after a few irregular vectors during the moments before his wake. Something must have triggered him. We’ll check on that soon.” Doctor Kim then faces his patient who looked at him cluelessly. He speaks in a very gentle tone, making sure his patient would be able to respond to his interrogation “Mr. Lee, do you know where you are?”
“I-I’m in the hospital…” His patient answers, after observing for a while he might have at least gathered his senses.
“Do you remember why you're here?”
“I-Im not so sure-- Can please tell me Doctor?” voice sounds pleading.
Doctor Kim had sat down right next to him on his bed, tired from standing up. But to his patient’s state, its to make him more comfortable knowing he’d be sharing information that would lead him to having a heavy heart.

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