Putting down the phone, Song Jong-hyuk's heart was empty.

What do mother's words mean?

Made? Is the relationship between myself and my brother not good?

But why......

Thinking back to Song Jong-ki, who was smiling happily in front of him and extremely concerned about himself, he was confused.

"Doctor Song!"

Just when Song Jong-hyuk was in a daze, a knock at the door woke him up.

"Please come in." Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly shouted.

The door was gently pushed open, and a young girl walked in.

It seems that she has just come out of the operating room, wearing a green surgical gown, half sleeves on her upper body, and two arms as white as lotus roots. Her face is plain, but she doesn't lose her charm, but the tiredness on her face and the dark circles that can't be concealed make her slightly less beautiful.

Seeing Song Jong-hyuk sitting behind the desk, the girl's eyes lit up: "Doctor Song, is your body okay?" ”

With that, she walked over, leaned over, and reached across the desk to touch Song Jong-hyuk's face.

Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly turned his head and gave way, and was made a little mistaken by the girl's sudden move: "Uh, ...... are you?" ”

The girl looked at Song Jonghyuk's face full of embarrassment, and then she reacted, touched the back of her head and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I was rude." Forget jì you have amnesia now. ”

Song Jonghyuk nodded curtly and said casually, "It's okay, it's not a big deal." ”

"Dr. Song, shall I give you coffee?"

The girl's eyes rolled, and suddenly something like this came out.

"Huh? That, I'll ......" Song Jong-hyuk racked his brains to find an excuse to resign, but unexpectedly, the girl glanced at her brows and was pitiful.

"Doctor Song~, come with me~, I'll invite you to coffee~, people just got off the operating table, so sleepy and said~, okay?"

While talking like this, the girl still put her hands on her cheeks, clenched her little fists and twisted constantly, her nose wrinkled, and her fine nasal voice hummed from time to time.

Song Jong-hyuk's arm burst with goosebumps almost instantly. He unconsciously folded his arms and groped his shoulders, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, he finally let go.

"Okay, okay, coffee."

"A caramel latte, a glass of grapefruit juice. Please use slowly. The waiter smiled and handed over the plate.

The girl put the vibrating food picker on the bar, picked up the plate, and the flat shoes clattered on the floor, quickly returning to her position.

Regardless of her image, she sat down on the seat, her red lips sucking on the straw, taking a big sip, then letting go, leaning her head against the backrest, and letting out a satisfied moan: "It's so delicious." ”

This is the café downstairs of the hospital, which is dedicated to doctors and patients' families. The cool evening breeze blew in from the doorway, causing the sweat to evaporate from the girl's forehead.

Song Jong-hyuk lowered his head, carefully looked at the full cup of black coffee placed in front of him, and tentatively took a sip, but was so cold by the iced coffee that he couldn't speak, frowned, and it took a long time to get used to it before swallowing.

The girl was amused by Song Jong-hyuk and burst out laughing. She put down the cold drink in her hand, propped her arms on the table, and reached out in front of Song Jong-hyuk with one hand.

"Reacquaint yourself with Nan Enna, a one-year assistant physician, Dr. Song, your direct junior."

"Oh, oh." Song Jonghyuk paused for a moment, quickly stretched out his hands, and held them in fear.

Nan Enna couldn't help laughing: "It's really amnesia?" I didn't expect you to become like this, Dr. Song?! ”

Song Jong-hyuk spread his hands helplessly and laughed at himself: "Well, that's it." ”

Nan Enna nodded: "It's not bad." At least Dr. Song wouldn't have accompanied me for coffee in the past," she teasedly looked at Song Jong-hyuk, "even if it's me for a treat." ”

Song Jong-hyuk touched his nose uncomfortably.

The girl's smile disappeared, and she said a little apprehensively, "I'm sorry, did I say the wrong thing?" However, the twinkle in her eyes showed that the girl was still joking.

Song Jong-hyuk was a little serious, and waved his hands in a panic to deny it again and again: "Ani, it's not like that." I just ......"

Looking at Song Jong-hyuk's unspeakable expression, Nam Eun-na pursed her lips and smiled: "Take it easy, I'm just joking with you." ”

Song Jong-hyuk breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the coffee and poured it into his stomach, the cold liquid flowing down his esophagus into his stomach, making his nervousness disappear a lot. Song Jong-hyuk settled down, looked at Nam Eun-na and asked, "What was I like before?" ”

"Well, you used to be?" The girl held her chin with one hand, avoiding Song Jong-hyuk's probing gaze: "Why do you want to know that?" ”

Nonchalantly stirring the grapefruit juice in the cup with a straw, Nam Eun-na turned her head away from Song Jong-hyuk.

Song Jong-hyuk looked at the girl's avoidant gaze and somehow suddenly became a little impatient.

"Please! Please sue me. ”

Everyone else in the café fell silent and turned their eyes to look at Song Jong-hyuk, who shouted excitedly.

Nam Eun-na saluted the people around her apologetically, and when everyone turned their heads, she slapped Song Jong-hyuk's arm angrily: "What's wrong with this all of a sudden?" ”

Song Jong-hyuk's courage had been completely exhausted with a shout just now, rubbing his aching arm, and said weakly: "Nam Eun-na xi, you don't know, when you open your eyes, you find that the whole world has changed. ”

He smiled bitterly and continued: "Someone told you that you were in a car accident and were injured and had amnesia. Everyone comes to comfort you and cares about you, but in your eyes, they are strangers, even your own family. ”

couldn't help but reddened his eyes: "I really want to know myself, let me recover my memories as soon as possible, and don't let my family and friends worry about me anymore." ”

Nam Eun-na sighed and reached out to hold Song Jong-hyuk's still trembling hand: "Doctor Song......"

Song Jong-hyuk clenched his backhand tightly: "Please, Euna Xi, please help me!" ”

Through Song Jong-hyuk's moist and clear eyes, Nam Eun-na seemed to see the proud and cold figure from before.

With compassion in her heart, she finally spoke: "Okay, I'll tell you what you were before. ”

Seeing Song Jong-hyuk's excited expression, Nam Eun-na drank the drink in the cup in one gulp.

"It's just that I hope you don't be disappointed in the future."

"After all, the truth may not be as rosy as you think."

She curled the corners of her mouth into a mysterious smile.