Chapter 46: Jin’s Rise
—Six days earlier—
Jin woke up in a hospital bed with a splitting headache, but before he could even take in his surroundings, another wave of splitting pain crashed over him—this time far worse than before. The agony tore through the crack between his butt , forcing him to grip the bedsheets with white-knuckled desperation. Jin screamed, he had never experienced anything so excruciating in his life. It felt like someone had shoved and opened an umbrella inside him.
A nurse came rushing in moments later. She possessed a charming, cute face framed by pink hair that flowed like silk, her big breast bouncing as she hurried in with an expression that perfectly balanced innocence and professional seriousness. Normally, Jin would have been drooling at the sight of such beauty, but today was different—this childbearing like pain left no room for anything else in his consciousness.
"Looks like the anesthesia’s effects wore off and you woke up. Stop moving; I’ll give you another dose," she said with practiced efficiency.
Jin gritted his teeth and struggled to remain still, though his body convulsed uncontrollably, his hips trembling like he was being possessed by a TikTok dancer who was just promised a thousand dollars. She administered the injection just above his hip with practiced speed and surgical precision. Within moments, the drug’s effects began to take hold, and Jin finally drew a deep breath of relief. He had been positioned on all fours like a wounded dog, and when he glanced back at his predicament, he was left stunned by both his pathetic condition and the angelic vision caring for him.
As the pain gradually subsided and he managed to sit upright, Jin felt his heart skip several beats. The way the soft hospital lighting caught her pink hair like a halo, the gentle concern radiating from her eyes, the graceful fluidity of her movements—it was like witnessing a goddess descend from the heavens. His pulse thundered in his ears, and for a precious moment, he forgot all about his public humiliation and physical agony. This was it— his love at first sight, just like in those romantic movies he secretly watched. Cupid had fired his arrow straight through his heart at the absolute worst possible moment, but somehow it felt like his destiny.
"W-What is your name, beauty?" he asked, wiping away his drool.
Upon hearing his question, she frowned slightly—even her disapproval looked endearing. "Inappropriate. What do you mean by ’beauty’? Address me as nurse." Her tone wasn’t harsh; she’d clearly heard such comments countless times in her profession.
"Ahem, yes, so nurse, how should I address you?" His heart was beating rapidly.
"I am Nurse Sophie. Doctor Bheem and I will be in charge of you until you are discharged from the hospital."
"Oh?" A corner of Jin’s mouth curled up into what he hoped was a charming smile. "I will be in your care then."
Before he could elaborate further, an obese man in a lab coat entered the room. He wore thick glasses and studied Jin with the fascination of someone observing an extinct animal coming back to life. A chill ran down Jin’s spine at the man’s intense scrutiny.