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The consciousness is still immersed in the dream, and it does not fit into reality.

The whole world is filled with an inexplicable sense of alienation.

The head was wooden, with a faint pain. His eyes were dryly glued together, and with a roll of his eyeballs, he opened them.

The vision in front of him blurred for a moment, and gradually, as his pupils adjusted to the light, his eyes finally returned to normal.

What catches your eye is a dazzling white that reflects the light of the ceramic texture. Song Jong-hyuk narrowed his eyes slightly, recognizing it as the ceiling.

Tilting his head slightly, on the bedside table next to the bed on the left, a humidifier was working slowly, and the curling steam rose straight up and spread out in midair. Further down, a device is flashing a red indicator light, and the "Didi" chime rings at frequency intervals of a few seconds, showing a wonderful rhythm in a comfortable environment.

Subconsciously raised his hand to touch the instrument, but the tingling sensation on the back of his hand diverted his attention. His gaze swept down, and the needle stuck to the back of his hand by two medical rubber bands was injecting medicine into his body, and a thin dropper hung down from above.

"Are you awake?"

The man's voice is familiar.

Suddenly a sound came from the other side of the body. Song Jong-hyuk turned his head towards that side suddenly, and the too violent movement touched the wound of the operation, and a short but intense pain made him grin.

"Hehe, be careful." The man sitting next to him curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Song Jong-hyuk didn't care about his little mistake, looked at the man blankly, and laughed for a long time: "Song, is Song Hyuk right?" "He had just come out of anesthesia, and his consciousness was obviously not very bright.

The hoarse voice made Song Hyuk frown. He nodded, picked up the kettle on the cabinet, poured out a cup, took a cotton swab and dipped it slightly, carefully smeared it on Song Jong-hyuk's chapped lips, and explained in a low voice: "You have just come out of the anesthesia period after the operation, and you can't drink water by yourself yet, wait a while, and let the nurse feed you some with a small spoon." ”

"Hmm." Song Jong-hyuk bowed his head slightly and leaned back on the bed.

"Speaking of which, I was surprised that you remembered my name." Song Hyuk also sat on the chair, crossed his legs, crossed his hands on his knees, and smiled at Song Jong Hyuk.

"However, you are also a tough fate! The cerebral artery ruptured, hemorrhaged, and just like that, I survived! It's a medical miracle! Song Hyuk said slightly teasingly.

"Thank you for saving my life." Song Jong-hyuk bowed slightly and nodded gratefully at Song Hyuk.

"Eh, I'm also a doctor, of course I can't die without help. It's a pity that in order to get you to the hospital, it took a little longer to drag on the road. ”

Looking around, Song Jong-hyuk asked, "...... is here?" ”

"yes, Samsung Seoul Hospital, the hospital where I am." Song He's voice was a little smiling: "Similarly, it's also the hospital where you work." ”

"Samsung, hospital?" Repeating and chewing on this slightly unfamiliar word, Song Jong-hyuk had a trace of bitterness on his face.

"Sure enough, I can't remember......" Song He's tone became much lower, and his head hung down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Didn't I tell you? There is still great hope that organ amnesia will be cured. Besides, just before the surgery, we found a small blood clot in your brain stem with a CT scan. It is currently speculated that it was caused by a crash in a car accident, which caused massive hemorrhage and a residual accumulation of stasis in the brain. Originally, I planned to solve the problem during the operation, but after the craniotomy, I found that the location of the blood clot was very delicate, and according to your condition at the time, it was very dangerous to want to undergo the surgery immediately, so I decided to let go of the blood clot first, and wait until you are well, and then depending on the situation, whether it is surgical treatment or conservative treatment. Song Hyuk explained in detail, reassuring Song Jong Hyuk's heart.

“…… So, what's the conclusion? After listening to Song Hyuk in silence, Song Jong Hyuk asked at the end.

Song He was speechless for a while, and there was some annoyance and anger in his faint words: "That is to say, if this blood clot is resolved, your memory should be able to recover." You're a doctor, don't you understand this basic knowledge? ”

"Am I not amnesia? It's normal to not understand. Song Jong-hyuk's tone was a little erratic, but Song Hyuk was powerless to refute.

Song Jong-hyuk smiled slightly and looked at this very luxurious ward. The original repulsive thoughts disappeared in an instant, and it looked very kind.

This is the place where I work, the place where I spend time and night.

Song Hyuk looked at the little anger in Song Jong Hyuk's eyes, and also pursed the corners of his mouth to show a smile.

He stood up, wiped his white coat, leaned over to look at Song Jong-hyuk and said, "Okay, since you've woken up, I won't stay any longer." Your family is still waiting to visit you outside. ”

"My, family?" Song Jong-hyuk was stunned. Having lost his memory, he didn't have any impression of his family in his mind. Now let him face the "family" who is a complete stranger to himself at this moment, and it always feels very strange psychologically.

"Don't run away, face what you should face. If it's your family, just tell the truth. Song Hyuk pinched Song Jong Hyuk's shoulder, and his eyes conveyed a hint of comfort and courage to him.

"Well, then, I'm taking my leave." Song Hyuk let go of his hand, turned around in a dashing manner, walked around the corner of the entrance, waved at Song Jong Hyuk with his back, opened the door and walked out.

Song Jong-hyuk smiled, only feeling that this moment of meeting, what he heard was beyond his acceptance. He closed his eyes, and almost momentarily fell into a half-asleep state.

"Drop", the sound of the electronic lock opening woke Song Jong-hyuk up, and he leaned over to look at the location of the door.

A figure flashed, and quickly rushed to the side of the hospital bed, wanting to hug Song Jong-hyuk but afraid of touching his wound, and stood comically still.

The expression on his face was like crying and laughing, and in the end, the corners of his mouth were hooked: "Ah, you kid, how did you make yourself like this?" ”

Song Jong-hyuk looked at the faint wetness in this person's eyes, and almost instantly confirmed that this was his family. Although it still feels weird, his heart is warm.

Song Jong-hyuk struggled to sit up, but the person who came hurriedly stepped forward to support him, carefully put the pillow behind his back, and kept complaining: "Is the wound painful?" Are there any other places that are uncomfortable? ”

Crossing the man's bent shoulder, Song Jong-hyuk saw the girl who followed up, wearing a white coat and looking like a nurse.

Song Jonghyuk nodded politely at the girl, looked at the man in front of him who was looking at him nervously, and said with a bitter and embarrassed expression: "That, who are you?" ”

"Huh? Hey, what do you say? Haven't degassed yet? I'm your brother, your brother Song Jong-ki! Song Jong-ki was surprised at first, and then as if he had reacted to something, as if he thought Song Jong-hyuk was joking, and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, actually, I'm amnesia now. I can't remember everything. So......" Song Jong-hyuk's face became more and more embarrassed.

"Eh???"