Chapter 117
Regrettably, Arum's drawing was not sold. Instead, donations for her kept coming in.
Suhyuk immediately closed the bank account.
For he did not need it anymore as his original purpose was already fulfilled.
Several days passed, and on the wall of the pediatrics building was hung a drawing.
It was the one drawn by Arum, which featured a big tree and a house.
Looking at it with Arum, he asked her, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Arum's eyes were glittering before her drawing.
"I want to be a painter."
Nodding his head, Suhyuk looked at the drawing. Though he did not how to appreciate a painting, he could feel some sort of warmth from it.
"Arum!"
"Mom!"
Arum hugged her mother who just got back from work.
"What did you do today? Did you listen to the doctor well?"
"Yeah, mom. I got two shots, but didn't cry."
"Good job!"
Both of them stroked each other's faces while they were sticking together.
Then, Suhyuk said, "Can I talk with you?"
At his words, she nodded and looked at Arum,
"Arum, I've got something to talk about with the doctor. Come inside first."
Looking at her entering the patient's room, Suhyuk said in no time,
"She looks healthy, right?"
She bended herself with sincerity, saying, "Thanks. I just don't know how I can repay my debt to you… I won't forget. Later I'll…"
"Well, I just did my duty."
With a smile, he turned over her chart and said,
"Even though her vital signs are normal, we have to check her condition for one week."
She took out a white envelope from the bag that she was carrying, and gave it to him,
"This is not much, but please take this money…"
Suhyuk waved his hands, refusing to take it. The whole bill for her surgery and hospitalization was already paid for through the donations collected for Arum. Suhyuk was thinking of returning it to her when she was discharged.
"Please take this, such as it is…"
She continued to hand the envelop to him, but he refused it.
"You don't have to give it to me. Please use it to buy her sketchbooks and crayons…"
Then Suhyuk's eyes became wide, for she was suddenly moaning while offering the envelope.
Beads of sweat were formed on her forehead when she was looking down.
"Are you okay?"
At his voice, she raised her head, and tried to smile.
"I'm okay."
But she was not, in his eyes.
She was holding her stomach with one hand.
"Looks like it's menstrual pain. Have a seat here."
He had her sit on the bench in the hallway, saying, "Do you usually have severe cramps like this?"
"Not as severe as this…"
Once a month when that very day came, she normally walked and ate well, and she did not feel her cramps that much, but today she felt different.
She could put up with it until the morning, but not now.
"Excuse me!"
Suhyuk grabbed a nurse passing by at the moment.
"Looks like she needs blood collection."
The nurse quickly disappeared, looking at her soaked with sweat.
"Are you okay now?"
At his words, she just nodded her head, but could not say anything.
The nurse reappeared with a syringe.
"Let me collect a bit of blood from you."
Suhyuk put the needle right into her arm and drew some blood.
Then he gave it to the nurse.
"Please process it right away."
"Yes, doctor."
The nurse disappeared again with the syringe.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"On the lower part of my belly…"
She was grasping the lower right part of her belly.
"Let me touch it then."
He put aside her hand and pressed it.
Knitting her brows, she was moaning.
Besides, when he took off his hand, her face was contorted with pain.
'Appendicitis?'
"Doctor, her leukocyte value is above average!"
The nurse, who completed a simple test of the blood, appeared.
"Can you stand up?"
She stood up, helped by Suhyuk.
"It looks like appendicitis. But you need a CT for accurate diagnosis."
"Mom?"
Arum who came into the patient's room showed up.
"I'm okay, Arum. Stay inside."
Did she feel her mother was lying?
Her eyes were welled up with tears.
"Are you sick, mom? "
She smiled as if she was relieving her anxiety, but could not disguise the pain.
"Uncle doctor! Please give my mom medicine. Medicine, quickly!"
Taking a short look at Arum, Suhyuk opened his mouth,
"Looks like we have to go together."
It seemed impossible to separate Arum from her mother.
***
The CT scan showed that she had acute appendicitis.
It was swollen to the point that it needed urgent surgery.
The procedure for surgery was done quickly.
Suhyuk contacted the staff of the surgery department and the anesthesia department.
Of course, the operating room was arranged.
Lying on the stretcher, with an IV hung on the back of her hand, she was soothing her daughter.
"I'll be back soon. Okay?"
"Boohoo… Don't go, Mom!"
Tears were running down her face, and her crying became louder as she came near the operating room.
Then Suhyuk held the stretcher to push it to the operating room and said to the nurse next to him, "Please take care of this child."
"Mom!"
Arum was sitting on the bench, her face covered with tears.
She cried so much as to develop a hiccup, and now fixed her eyes on the red light sign: "In Operation."
"Will my mom come out if the red sign is turned off? Boohoo…"
The nurse, who was rubbing her back gently, said with a smile,
"Sure, the light will be turned off soon."
As soon as she said that, Arum's eyes became wide because the light was turned off.
"Is my mom coming out soon?"
The nurse nodded her head. Her mother would come out once she regains consciousness in the recovery room. The surgery was most likely easy too.
About 10 minutes passed.
Arum, expecting to see her mother, looked up at the nurse and asked, "Why is my mom not coming out?"
She gestured with her eyes toward the door.
The automatic door opened, and her mother lying on the stretcher was coming out.
"Mom!"
She got close to her who lay with her eyes half-closed.
"Did you wait for me long, Arum?"
"Yes! Did it hurt a lot?"
She made a smile, "I'm okay now."
Then Arum, holding her hand tightly, turned back sharply and looked at Suhyuk.
"You're a bad uncle. Don't let her have any more surgery!"
Arum tapped his thigh lightly with her little hand.
Suhyuk thought her act was so cute, and laughed heartily, "Hahaha..."
The woman and her daughter are both now very healthy.
***
After checking the post-surgery condition of Arum's mother, Suhyuk was back to the cardiothoracic surgery department.
While he was walking through the hallway, he ran into Park Sungjae.
"How are you, sir?"
Park greeted, bending himself.
He looked down and out, and Suhyuk could figure out why.
A series of mistakes by Park and the text messages sent by Im Gyongsu testified to it.
"I hear you administered the anaesthetic incorrectly."
It was not a typical anesthesia.
It was the spinal cord subarachnoid anesthesia performed before the extraction of cerebrospinal fluid. How much pain was the patient in when Park administered the anesthetic in the wrong place and pierced a long needle into the waist?
Besides, Park wrongly touched the wound while he disinfected it, causing inflammation.
"I'm afraid I have to look for some other profession than a doctor..."
Park could realize why there were so few who applied for the cardiothoracic surgery department.
It was tough and exhaustive.
"You're leaving tomorrow, right?"
At Suhyuk's asking, Park's eyes became wide.
"How did you know…"
Park was supposed to move from the cardiothoracic surgery department to the ob/gyn department tomorrow.
Nobody knew about it until Park said it by himself.
With a smile, Suhyuk checked the time. It was 9pm.
Coincidently, the cardiothoracic surgery department was peaceful at the moment.
"Do you like meat?"
"Yes, sir..."
"Ok, let's go. I know a restaurant behind the hospital known for delicious meat."
Park followed Suhyuk.
When they arrived, the restaurant was crowded with customers.
They were clattering their glasses with happy looks after a day's work.
Taking his seat, Suhyuk asked, "What would you like?"
"Any meat is okay with me, sir."
"Please can we have pork neck for two, and a bottle of soju. Rolled omelet is sold separately, right?"
"Oh, are you talking about the omelet that's 5000 won?"
"Yes, one omelet please."
When the waiter disappeared, Park asked him with wide eyes, "How come pork neck for one person is 20,000 won? And the rolled omelet, too…"
Suhyuk smiled, saying, "Because it's delicious..."
Soon thick pork neck was sizzling in front of them with a delicious smell permeating the air.
The waiter cut it into pieces so they could eat easily.
"Please help yourself!"
"Thanks for the meat, sir!"
Park began eating the meat hurriedly.
"Didn't you have any lunch?"
"No, sir..."
"Hey, add another pork neck for two!"
How much time passed…
They drank four bottles of soju, and Park put into his mouth lettuce with the pork neck.
"You have had lots of hard times, right?"
Park nodded slowly, and then began crying, "Boohoo…"
Tears were coming down his cheeks, and soon he began weeping.
Suhyuk patted him on the back quietly.
Chapter 118
The morning broke.
Suhyuk left his lodging early in the morning and headed for the convenience store in the basement.
He opened a seaweed roll pack and milk for breakfast.
Suddenly he thought of what happened last night.
Park Sungjae, weeping at the restaurant.
He could understand why Park wept so sadly like a child: Too much difficult work.
The kind of work that deals with one's life carries hardship, and over time one becomes a doctor by helping patients one by one.
What kind of doctor would he be later?
Suhyuk smiled bitterly after throwing the wrap into a trash can.
Now the remaining balance on his bank account was 70,000 won.
That was for his own living expenses, separate from the bank account for Arum's donation.
If Arum's drawing had not been sold or the donation had not been enough, he would have donated it for her treatment. But he did not have to because things worked out well in the end.
"By the way, how can I manage my life with this money for the next three weeks…"
That's all he had left after he paid for the dinner he had with Park Sungjae the previous evening.
But he had no regrets.
Park vented out all the stress he had, for which the money was well spent.
And he still could get by because he could have free meals at the hospital as well as free purified water. What more did he want?
In front of the desk of the cardiothoracic surgery department were standing three people.
One was Dr. Im Gyungsu, and the other two were women in white gowns.
After Park left, the two female interns filled the vacuum.
A female intern with long straight hair bent herself when Suhyuk approached them.
"Hello! My name is Kim Hanul, newly assigned to the cardiothoracic surgery department!"
And then the other female with short hair said, "Hello, sir, my name is Lee Heejung."
'This time there are two interns?'
When Suhyuk looked at Im, he directed him saying, "Lee Suhyuk, let them train under you just as before. Got it?"
With a bitter smile, Suhyuk nodded. He just wanted to focus on the patients.
"Hello!"
When Suhyuk greeted them, they lowered their heads and responded, "Hello, sir!"
The two interns could not take their eyes off Suhyuk.
They knew about him already when they were freshmen. If anybody did not know about him, he or she could be regarded as a spy among medical students.
"Which department did you undertake your internship with last month?"
"Pediatrics Department!"
"Did you learn a lot there?"
The two interns suddenly wore sullen faces.
"Well… we did collect blood, assist in lumbar puncture…"
Looking back, they felt they did not do much. If they made a mere mistake, they were rarely given assignments by Dr. Oh Jinhee. They thought about the nickname of Dr. Oh, or her image as a witch.
"I think I have to show you around the cardiothoracic surgery department first."
When Suhyuk turned back and walked, Kim Hanul quickly followed him, murmuring,
"Does his shoulder look broader to me because his face is small? Looks like I'm now looking at an entertainer…"
"You're right…"
Suhyuk first made the rounds of the department, and introduced them to the nurses and the other doctors. He also had them meet all the hospitalized patients.
In fact, it was very unusual to introduce interns to the patients, but Suhyuk took them to the patient's rooms. Anyway they were interns destined to be doctors some day.
It was good for them to learn how to save a patient's life, but he wanted to teach them how to interact with the patients first. So, he spent almost three hours with them.
On such occasions, he did not forget to check the condition of the patient when he made the rounds. Going out of the last patient's room, he made a smile at them.
"So, what is your feeling after making the rounds today?"
Lee Jeejung opened her mouth, but Kim Hanul came forward first, sightly blocking Lee's body.
"At the pediatrics department we heard only the sound of crying babies, but I feel good that it's quiet here."
"That's because the patients are all adults here. They're accustomed to patience. They just trust doctors and wait with patience. Then, what should we do?"
The two interns could not answer. Instead they just nodded their heads slowly.
Suhyuk checked the time. It was lunch time already.
"Come back after lunch then."
Their eyes were twinkling. It was the first time they were given their lunch break on time during their internship all the way up to now. When the two interns hesitated, Suhyuk approved with smile.
"Just go ahead!"
"We'll be back soon, sir."
"Take your time."
Bending themselves, they walked along.
Then his cell phone buzzed, signalling a text message.
"Have you had lunch yet, sir?"
It was Binna.
"No, not yet."
The reply message came back fast.
"I've brought a lunch box for you. Can you have it with me?"
Looking at the phone, he smiled.
"Where shall we meet?"
"How about the Sky Park?"
"I'll see you there."
Suhyuk got on the elevator immediately to go to the Sky Park.
A cool wind blowing from the sky tossed Suhyuk's hair.
As it happened to be lunch time, there were not many people at the park.
Suhyuk was moving around to find a good spot for lunch, with his white gown fluttering in the air.
Seated on the bench, he raised his face to look at the sky.
When was the last time he looked up at the sky?
The sky was blue, and the clouds that looked like cotton candy were floating away.
Suhyuk closed his eyes calmly.
The sunlight pouring over him was warm, and the wind blowing over him on and off made him excited.
"Doctor…"
Binna, who came to him before he knew it, slurred her words.
Then Suhyuk opened his eyes, rising from the seat with greeting, "Hi!"
It seemed he last saw her more than two weeks ago.
During that period he was hectically busy outside the hospital.
When she lowered her head in a blush, Suhyuk said, "Have a seat!"
She sat beside him and began opening the lunch box.
There were many side dishes as well as desert.
"Please try this..." said she, giving him the chopsticks.
"Thanks for the food."
Suhyuk enjoyed the food as usual, and Binna pecked at her food like a bird.
"I'm served food like this every time."
Binna shook her head at Suhyuk who was eating baby tomatoes.
"Well, I just add a little more rice while I'm preparing lunch."
"I'm going to treat you to a nice restaurant sooner or later."
Suhyuk gulped down the spring water handed to him by Binna.
When he swallowed the water, his uvula moved up and down in her eyes.
Her face became red in a blush instantly, and she shook her head, casting down her eyes.
'Han Binna, you're being weird right now.'
"What's the matter with you?"
"Oh, never mind! Look at your cell phone…"
Just then his phone buzzed. It was a call from Im Gyungsu.
"Where are you now?"
"I'm having lunch."
"Good for you! Lunch at the right time… Come back quickly!"
The phone was hung up like that.
Binna smiled at Suhyuk now looking at his cell phone.
"Go back quickly, doctor."
With a bitter smile, Suhyuk began cleaning up.
"Let me do it. Looks like you have to go back now. Please go."
"I'm sorry."
Binna nodded, with a smile, fixing her eyes on him now heading for the elevator.
She murmured, "I hear there is a really interesting movie that just came out. Would you go with me?"
When he disappeared, she was fiddling with two movie tickets in her hands.
***
"Is he an emergency patient?"
Im shook his head at his asking.
"Bacterial pleurisy, suspected empyema. Go check it out."
Im, who handed a chart to Suhyuk as if he was throwing it, disappeared quickly.
Checking the test outcome on the chart, he murmured,
"Black shade…"
It was most likely empyema if the shade looked like an inverted D, though only an accurate diagnosis could determine it.
"We're back, sir!" said intern Kim Hanul and Lee Heejung.
"Let's go."
It would serve as a good learning opportunity for the two interns.
Suhyuk headed to the test room. Strangely enough, the nurse, who was supposed to be with the patient, was outside the test room.
When he approached, the nurse opened her mouth, in a crying tone,
"Doctor, the patient seems to be a gangster…"
At the moment he could hear the rough voice of a man.
"Are you going to look away when in front of a sick person?"
When the man took off the patient's gown, there was a tattoo on his upper body; a picture tattooed large enough to be seen all the way to the back of his hand.
Fixing his eyes on the test room, Suhyuk asked,
"Did any other doctor come and see him?"
"I hear Im said he would come here, but…"
With a bitter smile, Suhyuk went inside the test room.
"I'm sorry to have you kept waiting for so long."
There inside was a man in his early 30s with a rough beard reaching to his cheek.
"Now you know it. Get it done quickly, quickly!"
"Take off your upper shirt, and raise your hands."
Suhyuk directed him now sitting on the bed.
Several tattooed carps were swimming around his body. Besides that, there were some big scars from wounds apparently caused by scratches from somewhere.
"Like this?"
When the man raised his hands, and his rib bones were shown.
Holding cotton with a tweezer, Suhyuk opened his mouth, while disinfecting his side broadly,
"You'll be given anesthesia first."
"You're talking too much. Just get it done quickly."
Then the man's head turned to the side slightly, where Kim Hanul was standing.
"Wait a minute, doctor. Is she a doctor, too?"
"Yes, she is."
"Then let me get the service from her."
"They are interns. You had better get the service from me…"
"What do you mean by interns. Are they not the same as doctors? You guys with smart brains are always talking much."
The man stared at Suhyuk as if he was about to get him, and said again,
"Is there anything wrong when I pay my own money and request treatment by a doctor that I want?"
Suhyuk smiled, saying, "Of course, not. You can do so."
Suhyuk handed the syringe to Kim Hanul quietly and asked, "Have you ever given anesthesia before?"
"Yes, but…"
"Please do anesthesia only."
Handed a syringe with anesthetic, she walked to the patient reluctantly.
She had no choice but to do as directed.
She knew how to, because she had seen it several times while doing her internship at other departments. And it seemed easy, too.
"Oh, this stuff makes me uncomfortable."
Murmuring like that, he took out from his pocket a wallet, cigarettes and a car key on the table.
The man chuckled and looked up at Kim Hanul who came to him.
"What is your name?"
"Kim Hanul. Let me start the anesthesia."
He nodded lightly, saying, "Okay. Good. You can take your time."
The needle Kim was holding moved to his ribs, and Suhyuk was watching it calmly.
Soon the needle was piercing his skin.
"Ouch!"
Suhyuk smiled at that.
Chapter 119
After screaming, the guy cast his eyes towards Kim Hanul and even raised his hand.
Stunned by his act, Kim closed her eyes.
But nothing worrisome happened and she opened her eyes slightly.
The man was scratching his head with the hand he raised, saying,
"Your hands look pretty. Does it cause stinging like this?"
Actually, it was more than stinging. He felt as if she rammed the needle into his skin roughly enough to recall his memory of his having been stabbed in the past.
But he could not show his pain to her because it would be shameful for him to do so as a male.
Kim opened her mouth, but at the moment Suhyuk said first,
"You've been administered anesthesia, so you will feel a bit of stinging."
The man nodded, asking, "Am I done now?"
Suhyuk said, shaking his head, "No, you need two more shots."
He looked at the syringe the intern was holding.
It looked like the needle could be broken easily with a bit of force, but it sent chills down his spine instead.
The man, posturing firmly like before, said, "Do it quickly."
Kim Hanul looked at Suhyuk slightly, who was nodding without saying anything.
Suhyuk now tipped her the wink to begin administering the anesthesia quickly.
"Let me begin the anesthesia again now."
She held his shoulder to pierce the needle, saying, "Just relax."
"Uh…?"
He put strength into his muscles before he knew it.
The needle she was holding now moved to his ribs.
He clenched his teeth.
"Uhhh………."
A strange voice was coming out of his mouth. A stinging pain.
Suhyuk smiled, looking at the needle pierced into the guy's skin.
Kim Hanul seemed to have learned local anesthesia in the correct way.
The needle was neither too deep nor too short to break into parietal pleura.
But the needle did not go into the skin at the right angle.
Her hand was trembling subtly as if she was not sure of her skill or scared of the guy.
It was clear that the trembling needle was piercing into a wrong organ.
He might be agonizing over the pain, but over time it will go away soon enough.
For it would not cause inflammation or any other collateral disease even if the disinfected needle touches other organs.
Soon the needle was pulled away from his skin.
Beads of sweat ran down his face.
"One more shot, right?" said he.
"Oh, yes..."
Kim moved again, and finally she could finish administering the anesthesia.
Looking at her fellow intern, she made an expression as if she was asking for her opinion.
Lee Heejung gave a thumbs up, praising her skill.
The guy turned his hand on the side of his anesthetized ribs.
He felt it was becoming more and more numb.
"Now it's time for surgery?" asked the man.
Suhyuk shook his head, saying,
"We need to collect the pleural fluid for examination. Because we have to collect it from the thoracic cavity where the lungs are, the lungs might be pierced by the needle."
The man's pupils trembled a bit, and then he looked at Kim. Can she do it well?
He had to endure the pain when she rammed the needle into his side.
"Do you have enough experience with this, miss?"
It was Suhyuk who replied to his question, "I'll do it."
Then the guy asked again, "You must have had many experiences, right?"
Suhyuk, nodding slightly, pierced the needle into his ribs without any hesitation.
"Now I'm collecting it."
As soon as he said that, Suhyuk pulled the piston of the syringe.
Pleural fluid was absorbed into the syringe.
"It's done now."
The guy blinked his eyes. Was it because of the anesthesia? He just felt numb.
"Now, can I just wait for the test result?"
Suhyuk nodded, adding, "Yes, from now on, let me check if it is pleurisy or empyema by examining the blood sample. Depending on the test outcome, I'll duly treat you."
"I don't need any surgery, right?"
"It depends on the test results. If it is not serious, you'll be prescribed medication. If you need other treatment, though, I may have to get more pleural fluid from your ribs."
The guy's eyes became wider. Another anesthesia?
He cast his eyes at Kim Hanul automatically, who was smiling a bit.
Putting on his upper clothes, he asked Suhyuk,
"You will do it for me, right?"
Suhyuk turned his head to Kim, saying, "If you want, I can have her do it instead of me."
The guy grabbed his hand suddenly, "Please, you do it..."
The guy returned to the patient's room, and Suhyuk handed the two interns blood samples taken from him.
"You know where the test room is, right?"
Suhyuk made the two interns move together, so they could understand by themselves how the cardiothoracic surgery department was running.
The interns disappeared, and Suhyuk began moving, when he heard some voice from behind.
"Dr. Lee!"
It was Park Sungjae.
Racing toward him while short of breath, he stopped right before Suhyuk, touching his knees with both hands
"What brought you here when're assigned to the ob/gyn department?"
Though his voice was icy, he smiled warmly.
"Well…"
He then took out a folded paper from his pocket.
"What is this?"
Handed the paper, Suhyuk opened it, where the test outcomes of his blood showed his health was normal.
'When did I do the test?'
Suhyuk's curiosity was satisfied when Park replied, "When you showed me how to collect blood last time, I took your blood collection to the pathology laboratory."
Only then could Suhyuk recalled that he had his blood taken in the empty patient's room.
"Thanks."
Park scratched his head at his sincere appreciation.
When Park did so, he found a handful of hair was lost from his head.
"Ooops… my hair…"
Looking at the hair in his hand, Park smiled bitterly, saying,
"Well I was assigned to a pregnant woman…"
It was a mistake that he had his hair caught by a pregnant woman, nearing her time.
"Looks like you're working very hard. Aren't you busy, by the way?"
Stroking his head, he suddenly came to his senses.
"Yes, sir. I'll see you again then."
Bowing his head, he ran to the elevator.
Looking at him, Suhyuk felt weird. More and more people are coming to see him.
Not only patients but also those who make his heart warm.
Park bowed his head again inside the elevator, and so did Suhyuk.
***
Children's laughter as well as babies' whining were heard in Suhyuk's ears.
He was now at the pediatrics department building to see Arum.
Now he was going everywhere in order to see patients.
Moving with a steady stride, Suhyuk stopped for a moment
Arum was standing in the hallway, looking at her drawing on the wall with a smile.
And beside her was standing her mother who had acute appendicitis surgery.
"Hi, Arum's mother."
Turning her head to him, she was beaming.
The savior who saved her and her daughter.
Dressed in white gown, he was coming toward them.
"How are you doctor?" said she, bending her head.
"How are you feeling?"
"I feel so great thanks to you, sir. Thank you."
Bending his knee, Suhyuk's eyes met Arum's.
Arum opened her mouth, "Doctor, no more surgery for my mom and me, please."
Suhyuk pinkie-sweared, with a smile, "Sure, I'll promise."
"You're serious, right?"
With a suspicious look, she pinkie-sweared at him, too.
Standing up now, he handed her mother a white envelope.
It contained donations from those who chipped in for her surgery.
"What's this?"
"Is this for Arum?"
Getting the scent of it, she handed back the envelope.
"I can't accept it. You know how much help I received. I really can't accept this..."
Expecting she would do so, Suhyuk opened his mouth,
"Then, do I take it?"
Feeling sorry, she made a bright expression, saying, "Of course you should."
"If I take this money, those who donated would not be happy, with a rumor going around that the doctor pocketed the money for Arum's treatment. And they might report it, dubbing it as a fraud in the name of donation…"
Watching Arum quietly, Suhyuk offered the envelope again to her.
"Even if she's discharged, she needs to be on constant watch for her condition."
That meant she had to come to the hospital for treatment even after she was discharged.
Suhyuk said, "I guess she might need to buy a lot of sketchbooks, crayons, paints, etc."
He continued, "Please take care of your daughter, so she can grow up to be a painter who can show great paintings later."
"Thanks a lot," said she, accepting the envelope. She shed tears before she knew it.
Looking at her drawing, Arum asked her mother, "Why are you crying, Mom?"
Wiping her tears immediately, she talked to her daughter,
"Arum, say, 'Thank you' to the doctor."
Then Suhyuk's cell phone buzzed.
'What's the matter?'
It was a call from his mother, who would not call him at this time usually, because she did not want to disturb her son.
"Hi, mom."
"Son, your father was injured…"