Chapter 11
When Suhyuk turned back, the man had a wonderful smile on his face.
Only then did Suhyuk take a closer look at him. A man in his early or mid-thirties, he wore fine clothes with a classical air and a luxury watch. Besides that, he looked very handsome, like an actor.
“Thank you.”
His voice conveyed his true feelings. ‘If it wasn’t for this student in front of me, could the worst thing have happened to my mom?
When the man entered the emergency room entrance, he could overhear the two of them, Suhyuk and the doctor.
‘The student’s eyes watching the doctor… They were cold and decisive. He looked at the doctor as if he were devouring him. That look of his could save my mother.’
But then suddenly as if nothing happened, he could not find any trace of that look from the student.
“What a relief,” Suhyuk smiled a little.
“How did you know she was sick?” asked the man.