Boss, It's My First Time Being Your Resident - Chapter 33

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Chapter 33. Safe Breakup Recipe

A Gang drew a deep breath and lifted her gaze to the sky.

The early spring night was spread out beautifully, as if diamonds had been scattered across the starlit expanse.

It had been a lonely day.
While everyone in the Trauma Center had been fiercely busy, for her alone the hours had been still.

All afternoon while Ha Tae Heon was in surgery, A Gang sat numbly at her desk, lost in a thousand different thoughts.

“Instructor, would it be possible for me to enter the operating room as well?”
“Would that work?”

So this is it—Ha Tae Heon really does dislike me.

She had reached a conclusion: this couldn’t go on.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, and then thirty.

A Gang fidgeted with her fingertips as they grew cold, trying to soothe her anxiety.
As time passed, the waiting became increasingly unbearable, but now there was truly no turning back.

She bit down hard on her lower lip, as though determined never to retreat.

Around the forty-minute mark.

The rooftop door creaked open, and a tall man in a white coat walked in.
Soon she heard footsteps breaking through the quiet stillness.

It was Ha Tae Heon.

“Seems you really have nothing to do. Calling someone all the way up here in the middle of the night.”

As Tae Heon drew closer, A Gang hastily pulled out two warm cans of Barley Tea that she’d tucked into her pockets.

“Senior! Please have some!”

“First you offered me strange cookies, and now Barley Tea?”

She could feel his exasperated gaze fixed on her like a dart, but she had a lesson to teach him tonight, no matter what.

“I only have enough money for Barley Tea right now…….”

A Gang continued, carefully watching his expression.

“I was short-sighted earlier! I was so eager for recognition that I put the patient’s situation second. It was amateurish…….”
“…….”
“From now on, I won’t put my personal desires first. I’ll be careful!”

Tae Heon fixed her with an odd look.

“You could have said all that downstairs. I wouldn’t have called you up to the rooftop for that. What’s your real purpose? Why are you threatening to wait all night?”
“Ha Tae Heon… I…….”
“What is it? Speak.”

A Gang took one more deep breath and suddenly grabbed his forearm.
She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out.

“Senior! Could you lend me some money? I need it!”

She felt a firm, unexpected muscle beneath his coat and flinched momentarily, but she couldn’t back down now.

“Senior, the truth is…… twenty thousand won was my entire savings. This afternoon I spent eighteen thousand on Two Kook to give to you, then a thousand on Barley Tea, and now I only have one thousand left. Hehe.”

A Gang’s mouth fell open and she flashed her brightest smile.

“You’re the first man to make me spend everything I have.”

She peeked up to gauge his reaction, but all she met was an ice-cold, indifferent silence.
His deep, dark eyes revealed nothing.

Fine. Whatever.

A Gang swallowed hard and launched into the script she’d carefully prepared.

“Senior, you see, because of this dopamine…… I can’t stop shopping no matter what. I have mountains of installment payments piling up, so my salary just passes through my account every month…… That’s why I can’t apply for the Dormitory and have to live like a grasshopper in the On-call Room.”
“…….”
“Don’t you feel sorry for me? My family is from a rural village in Hae Dam Li, and during my internship I rented a place near the hospital but couldn’t pay the rent, so they took my deposit and kicked me out.”

Putting on the expression of the world’s most pitiful leading lady, A Gang pouted her lips and assumed a tragic expression.

His persistent gaze made her feel as though her entire act would be exposed, and cold sweat broke out on her spine, but the sword was drawn now.
She couldn’t stop.

“Senior, just think of it as saving me once—could you lend me exactly three million won?”

The key was to appear completely shameless and unashamed.
If she added just a touch of innocent naïveté, all the better.

A Gang clasped her hands to her chest, her eyes glistening as she gazed up at him with desperate longing.

“Actually, I tried to hold out for another month…… but this new item came out yesterday and it was three million one hundred won. And you know what? I’m just three million short! Hehe.”

She yanked out her Mobile Phone from her coat pocket and thrust a photo of a Baby Pink Crocodile Leather Bag that she’d saved beforehand right into his face.

“Senior! I just love things that sparkle like this, things that are luxurious and expensive! Look at this milky pink color! Isn’t it absolutely radiant? Hahahaha!”

A Gang let out an exaggerated laugh loud enough to shake the rooftop garden, her eyes relentlessly tracking his.

‘Please, please just look bored with me!’

But Tae Heon simply observed her pathetic performance with unruffled composure.

Turning her head away from his gaze, A Gang wiped the cold sweat from her brow.

A sigh escaped unbidden from her lips.

“Men are only ever cruel for two reasons. One is when they want to sleep with a woman but can’t, and the other is when they want to sleep with a woman but it’s looking increasingly unlikely they ever will.”
“……Really?”
“Yes! Just trust me! Go for a Safe Breakup no matter what! Then you’ll be free. A relationship of absolute ‘nothing’—no cruelty, no obsession!”

Recalling So Dam’s words, A Gang steadied herself once more.

This was the trump card she’d prepared all afternoon, researching meticulously through various websites while she sat at her desk.

[Could someone please tell me how to have a Safe Breakup with a man?]

The desperate question had drawn all sorts of advice in the comments.

[Make him lose interest hard so he walks away on his own.]
[The trick is to ask for money. Ask to borrow about three million and he’ll run.?]
[Just say you got evicted for not paying rent. Go with the broke, destitute concept.]
[Show him a photo of luxury handbags and say your hobby is brand collecting. The crucial part is acting crazy-eyed with dopamine addiction!]

She had carefully transcribed the dialogue, memorizing it over and over.

Hoping desperately that Ha Tae Heon would fall for this clumsy, transparent act and finally cut off his interest.
Then she could achieve the perfect ‘nothing’ relationship with him.

“Pretty.”

Just then, Tae Heon’s low voice reached her ear.

“I’m sorry? What…….”
“I said you’re pretty.”

Tae Heon gave a small tilt of his chin toward her.

Is he insane?
A Gang’s pupils trembled like aspen leaves.

Me?
A Gang pointed at herself with her finger, her mouth forming a silent question, but instead of answering, Tae Heon pulled out his Mobile Phone.

“Your account number.”
“I’m sorry? My account number?”
“You want the bag. I need the number to transfer the money.”
“That…… my account…… well, my account is…….”

As A Gang stammered in confusion, Tae Heon stepped closer and asked in a lazy tone.

“Will three hundred work?”
“I’m sorry?”
“I said, will three hundred million work? I’m wondering if that might not be enough.”
“More…… more than that?”

For a moment, her vision went white.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
She’d never imagined it would reach this point—she hadn’t even written a script for what came next…….

According to the scenario, when she asked to borrow three million, Ha Tae Heon should have jumped to his feet as if he’d seen a madman.

Then he should have delivered a cutting remark like “Are you out of your mind, A Gang?” before striding away, his coat fluttering behind him, disappearing from her sight.

But how could this be happening?
It felt like she’d taken a direct hit.

A Gang’s eyes darted helplessly through the empty air.

“You don’t even know your own account number? You said you’re a dopamine addict who only shops.”
“Oh, right, right…… I do know! Just a moment.”

She’d never expected him to actually lend her money, so she hadn’t prepared an account number.
A Gang hastily scrolled through her phone and finally recited the number she’d found.

Ding—
In less than a minute, a cheerful notification chimed and a bank banner appeared on the screen.

[Soonpung Bank
Transfer: 30,000,000 won to A Gang 138-***-*38758]

Wait. Hold on.
Was there really that many zeros in three million won?

A Gang began counting the zeros on the screen with trembling fingertips.

One, two, three……seven?

A Gang’s eyes, wide as a puppy’s, met Tae Heon’s calm gaze in the empty air.

“Senior, you didn’t send an extra zero, did you? I only wanted three million…….”
“Is that enough? That bag costs more than three million, doesn’t it?”
“……Aren’t you even going to ask when I’ll pay it back?”
“Well. You’ll be tied down here like a slave for four years anyway, so you can repay it in that time.”

At his casual response, A Gang found herself at a loss for words.

“Senior…… am I not totally putting you off? I must have totally turned you off. Right? Isn’t that right? You must hate me now, don’t you?”

As if begging him to confirm her prayer, A Gang repeated the same plea, but Tae Heon let out a dry laugh.

“For affection to fade, there would have to be affection to begin with, wouldn’t there?”
“…….”
“Why? Should we try building some, even now?”

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