As soon as Song Jong-hyuk twisted the key and pushed the door open, Yoon Hye-mi couldn't wait to squeeze him aside and walked straight in. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Song Jong-hyuk was a little stunned and stood at the door.

Looking through the crack in the open door, you can see the office furnishings at a glance.

The room is not very large, that is, the extent of three pings, and a large desk in front of it occupies a large area, plus two cabinets standing against the wall, and a single bed in the corner, there is basically not much space left.

"Jonghyuk oppa, what are you still doing there? Hurry on in! ”

Yoon Hye-mi's urging voice came from the room, and Song Jong-hyuk took a breath and officially stepped in.

Yoon Hye-mi had already opened the cabinet that looked like a wardrobe, and while rummaging through the neatly hung clothes, she said with some complaints: "Jonghyuk oppa, you don't come to the office often, you don't have many clothes at all." ”

Song Jong-hyuk responded casually and walked towards the desk step by step.

Xu was injured by Song Jong-hyuk and no one came to the office for a long time, and thick dust fell on the desktop. Song Jong-hyuk wiped his finger on the table, and it was black.

Sighing, he tilted his head and looked at the stacked books next to his computer.

"Thoracic Surgery Technical Atlas", "Clinical Operation Manual", "Prevention and Management of Complications in Cardiothoracic Surgery", ......

Diagnostic instructions, test sheets, surgical reports, ......

Song Jong-hyuk was not very interested in these things, so he flipped through them casually, put them down and prepared to go to see Yoon Hye-mi. Just as he was about to turn around, another item on the table caught his attention.

A small calendar book, laid face down on the table. Song Jong-hyuk's heart moved, picked it up, and moved it to his eyes to look at it.

Although several days have passed since the accident, the calendar is still on the page of August, and the numbers on the 27th are marked by a circle drawn by a black signature pen.

"August 27th, what does that mean to me?"

He muttered to himself thoughtfully.

According to the prosecutor's investigation, he set off from his hometown of Daejeon that day and entered the Gyeongbu Expressway.

So, if you are good, why do you go back to Daejeon alone?

Unable to think of a clue, Song Jong-hyuk smiled, took this matter to heart, put down the calendar book, and picked up a photo frame next to him. Then, his gaze froze.

It was a three-inch frame, and the photo inside was supposed to be a family photo.

A middle-aged couple sat in the center, a little girl half-squatted in front, and three teenagers hugged their parents from behind, and the six of them seemed to be happy.

Song Jong-hyuk recognized Song Jong-ki on the far right at a glance. The brother in the photo has fair skin and delicate appearance, and there is basically no change from now.

"This guy is completely childish!" Song Jong-hyuk sighed in praise and stared at the person next to Song Jong-ki: "Is this me, when I was a child?" ”

is not inferior to his brother's handsomeness, nor is it the kind of delicate style, his angular face is full of energy, one hand is on his mother's shoulder, and the other hand is around Song Jong Ki's neck, grinning happily.

Looking at himself in the photo, Song Jong-hyuk seemed to be infected by the happy atmosphere, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and smile warmly.

He rubbed his fingers over the frame, and his heart was full of emotion.

"Hello, Song Jong-hyuk."

"I am, Song Jong-hyuk."

"Okay Jonghyuk oppa, let's try it."

Behind him, there was a cry from Yoon Hye-mi. Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly put down the picture frame and carefully visited it as it was originally facing the inside of the desk.

Turning around and smiling in disguise, the corners of Song Jong-hyuk's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Emi, this ......"

In front of him, Yoon Hye-mi looked at herself with a suit jacket in one hand and a shirt and trousers in the crook of the other.

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"You go out first."

Song Jong-hyuk pushed Yoon Hye-mi out of the door.

"Let me take a look and I won't die, anyway, I saw it all during the previous operation."

Yoon Hye-mi didn't know where she got the guts, she held the door with her hands, and her mouth was still teasing Song Jong-hyuk.

"Then you can't watch me change my clothes. Obedient, you wait outside first, and I'll call you after I change. ”

Song Jong-hyuk gritted his teeth, his tone was irrefutable, and he squeezed her out of the door without waiting for Yoon Hye-mi to speak.

With a twist in his hand, he locked the door, turned his back against the door, and let Yoon Hye-mi unwillingly bang on the door outside, Song Jong-hyuk exhaled, shook his head and smiled bitterly speechlessly.

"This kid is really getting bolder."

As he spoke, he took off his hospital gown.

On the upper body, the fair skin was stimulated to burst goosebumps all over the arms when it came into contact with the cold air at first glance, faintly revealing the strong and strong muscle lines.

Song Jong-hyuk poked the place where the gauze bandage was still on his body, and the pain was almost negligible. He smiled with satisfaction, he had recovered well after surgery in the past few days, and when the bone injury on his leg was a little better, he should be able to be discharged from the hospital.

Pinching the neckline of his shirt, he shook it, spun around behind him, and put it into both arms. Flip your fingers and fasten the buttons on your chest and sleeves.

Kick your feet and put on your suit pants. Tuck the hem of the shirt into your pants and tie the delicate belt around your waist.

Finally, after tidying up the folds of his shirt, Song Jong-hyuk twisted his shoulders, feeling no discomfort, and walked to the door and unlocked it.

"Are you alright?" Yoon Hye-mi was propped up on the door frame, yawning boredly. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she perked up and turned around.

Then, completely frozen.

Song Jong-hyuk stood at the door, and the sunlight came out from behind him, so that Yoon Hye-mi couldn't see him clearly for a while, and could only see a long figure.

"How?" A low, magnetic voice came to the ears and woke up Yoon Hye-mi, who was in a daze. She blinked, and finally saw Song Jong-hyuk's appearance clearly.

"Dafa......" Yoon Hye-mi slowly opened her mouth wide, walked in from the door, and walked around Song Jong-hyuk, "Jong-hyuk oppa, you are so handsome in this!" ”

"Really?" Song Jong-hyuk smiled: "But, why do you have to take me here to change into a suit?" ”

"One more thing missing!" Yoon Hye-mi was looking up and down, always feeling wrong. Reminded by Song Jong-hyuk's sentence, she thought of something, and hurriedly ran to the wardrobe and turned out something from it!

"Tie!" Yoon Hye-mi proudly showed Song Jong-hyuk, turned around, and explained while wearing a tie for him: "The people who held the interrogation meeting are all section chiefs and directors of various departments, a group of old antiques. If you don't dress smartly, they will look down on you and say that you are rude and disrespectful to your seniors. ”

"Alright." She flipped down the collar of her shirt and patted Song Jong-hyuk's chest with satisfaction: "It's done!" ”

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