Chapter 37: You Madman!
"Pap", "Pap".
The coffee was ticking, staining Song Jong-hyuk's face with brown stains.
The hair, the face, and the clothes were all covered by this mark. Song Jong-hyuk's whole person looks extremely wolf-like.
He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and felt the bitter liquid run down the corners of his mouth into his mouth, and his heart was also extremely bitter.
"You say it again?"
Park Hyo-min repeated with a cold face and imposingly.
ββ¦β¦ I said, I already have a girlfriendβ"
"Hey, you!" Park Hyo-min burst out with a foul word, which shocked Song Jong-hyuk and raised his head.
"Ah, are you talking human? Didn't you swear to me before? Found a girlfriend now? It's only been a few days?! Have you forgotten everything you said to me? β
Park Hyo-min had a look of disgust on his face and cursed like a storm.
"I, I really can't rememberβ"
"Shut up, bastard!" Song Jong-hyuk just wanted to explain that he had lost his memory, but his words were interrupted by Park Hyo-min who was angry: "Until now, do you still want to find an excuse to lie to me?" β
She pulled the hair that was thrown in front of her because of the violent movements to the back of her head, and the emotion in her eyes had turned into outright hatred.
"I kind of understand you stinky men. Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. Why can't you forget your first love? If I knew you were such a person, I shouldn't have helped you in the first place! β
She leaned back in her chair, gasping for air.
Song Jong-hyuk couldn't understand, and asked with his mouth open, "Wait a minute, what is your first love?" β
"Yikes! Song Jong-hyuk, are you crazy? β
Park Hyo-min was completely pushed to the limit by Song Jong-hyuk's words, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and screamed angrily.
This scream made the waiter who had just seen Park Hyo-min splash Song Jong-hyuk with coffee finally couldn't hold it anymore and walked over with an embarrassed smile.
"I'm sorry customer nim, can you say something slowly? Please do not disturb our normal business. β
"Is my coffee ready?" As early as when the waiter's footsteps came, Park Hyo-min, who had not completely lost his mind, put on his glasses in a panic, but in the end he still did not get out of the excited state just now, and the tone of his voice at the moment was like eating gunpowder.
The waiter who was implicated for no reason kept smiling: "Customer Nim, your coffee will be ready immediately, please wait for a while." β
Hyomin was slightly angry: "That cup of mocha, and this cup," she stretched out her hand and pointed to the empty coffee cup on the table: "How much?" This guy's money is counted alone. β
"Miss, please come with me to the counter to settle the bill." The waiter stepped over and bowed slightly to guide Park Hyo-min.
Song Jong-hyuk, who had been silent, finally tasted something from Park Hyo-min's words, and when he saw that she was leaving, he stood up regardless of the injury on her leg and grabbed Park Hyo-min's sleeve across the table.
Hyo-min had already turned around and brought Song Jong-hyuk to almost fall. The violent movement pulled his wound, his face tightened, and Song Jong-hyuk almost cried out in pain.
Looking at Song Jong-hyuk's wrinkled face, Park Hyo-min stopped moving, but he didn't have any sympathy at all, and looked at Song Jong-hyuk coldly with squinted eyes.
"Hyo-min Xi," Song Jong-hyuk still held Park Hyo-min tightly, "I just want to ask you one thing, you just need to answer me one sentence." β
"Come on." Hyo-min's face was full of sarcasm, as if she was waiting to see how Song Jong-hyuk would convince her.
"What do you mean by first love?"
Song Jong-hyuk looked at Park Hyo-min's face and asked longingly.
"Ho~" Park Hyo-min still didn't hold back, tilted his head and laughed helplessly: "Wow, I'm really ......"
She turned her gaze back to Song Jong-hyuk's face, the original banter had disappeared, and her expression was impatient: "Didn't you say, let me help you find your first love?" β
"In other words, you and I are not in a relationship?"
Song Jong-hyuk's face became excited, eager and scared, waiting for Park Hyo-min to announce the verdict.
"Are you crazy?" Hyo-min's face was full of disbelief: "When did the two of us date?" β
Song Jong-hyuk let go of his hand and fell back to his seat as if he had no strength. He spread out his hands, a tangled expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
Hyo-min simply didn't rush to leave, waved his hand to let the waiter step back, stood aside with his arms crossed, and looked at Song Jong-hyuk's wolf appearance playfully.
Suddenly, Song Jong-hyuk seemed to have figured something out, stood up, ignored the crutches put aside, and hurriedly prepared to leave.
Park Hyo-min grabbed him: "Ah, where are you going?" There was a hint of concern in his voice.
Song Jong-hyuk ignored her, shook off the hand he was pulling on his body, and limped briskly.
Park Hyo-min just wanted to follow, but the waiter waiting on the side interjected with a smile: "Miss, please pay." β
ββ¦β¦ Hey, Song Jong-hyuk, you bastard! β
After exiting the door of the coffee shop, turn right and you will see the gate of Samsung Hospital. Song Jong-hyuk endured the pain, holding on to his injured leg with one hand, ignoring the endless flow of cars on the road, and just walked towards the opposite side.
There was chaos on the road, and there was a loud dripping sound. In order to avoid Song Jong-hyuk, all the cars braked urgently and almost hit them. The drivers poked their heads out of the window and scolded: "You madman, look for death and jump off the bridge on the Han River!" β
As if he hadn't heard, Song Jong-hyuk crossed the road and rushed into the hospital building.
Although it was still early, there were already a lot of people coming to the hospital to see patients, and the patients and nurses passing through made the spacious hall not too empty.
Looking at the door of the elevator that was closing, Song Jong-hyuk shouted anxiously: "Please wait a minute!" "Quicken your pace and walk that way.
The people inside hurriedly pressed the switch and waited for Song Jong-hyuk.
He rushed into the elevator, shouted thank you gratefully, and leaned against the wall a little prostration.
The elevator rises rapidly, stopping at all levels. Song Jong-hyuk thought in his heart, and couldn't wait to grope his lips from time to time.
When he reached the 10th floor, Song Jong-hyuk was the only one left. His strength regained slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the elevator.
There was a soft sound from the elevator next door, running downstairs.
Song Jong-hyuk didn't care, and rushed to the 1020 ward with a familiar car.
"Xiuying!" Song Jong-hyuk couldn't wait to push open the hidden door.
(PS1: Note, "Malay", which means "let's talk" in Korean.)
PS2: I'm so excited to be on the recommended position tomorrow!!
PS3: Sorry for the late update......
PS4: Yesterday was Sapphire Blue's birthday! 10,000 years of 1.5 meters birthday thick card! οΌ