Emergency Blind Date - Chapter 4

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#Episode 4

“Welcome.”

The manager greeted them politely at the entrance and guided them inside. Da-som could feel Kang Hyeok’s gaze touching her cheek as he walked beside her, matching her pace.

She casually brushed her hair back and pretended to act nonchalant, but she couldn’t help her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

What should I do.

The thought of having to sit face-to-face with him alone in this glamorous and elegant place made her psychological pressure even more intense.

Should I just run away like this.

And cleanly give up on the Emergency Medicine Department.

No, what am I thinking right now.

Wouldn’t it be better to just faint here instead.

While being guided to the table by the manager, all sorts of thoughts crossed her mind, but the conclusion was one.

To confess everything honestly and safely enter the Emergency Medicine Department at SJ University Hospital.

Da-som steeled her resolve and vowed not to tremble or avoid his gaze anymore.

Surely he wouldn’t devour me, would he?

“Yeah, he’s exactly the type of person who would.”

Eun Hyeok’s voice seemed to echo from somewhere.

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The meal went smoothly.

The slightly bitter wine was exquisite, and the meat that could be sliced with just a touch of the knife melted in her mouth without even needing to chew it much.

She shouldn’t be getting distracted by the food like this, but she faithfully followed Kang Hyeok’s words to eat first since she must be hungry.

It was a kind of ingrained habit.

Kang Hyeok wasn’t a blind date partner but already a terrifying professor to Da-som.

“It’s really delicious.”

So she rambled on with unnecessary words while chewing the meat, and Kang Hyeok looked at her as if she were cute, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

That must be my imagination, right? Maybe because I’m eating so well?

Embarrassed, she quietly put down her fork and knife.

But she’d been noticing since earlier that Kang Hyeok had taken off his suit jacket for some reason.

And with his shirt sleeves rolled up too.

Not that this damaged his dignity in any way. As I said before, his thick upper arms and muscular body that looked like it could take down a bull were truly a blessing.

The forearms revealed beneath those rolled-up shirt sleeves looked so firm they seemed like they would bounce back if pressed.

And what about his face.

He had all the elements that would make face-obsessed Da-som fall for him. Even though they were brothers, he was vastly different from the scrawny Eun Hyeok.

But what good would that do, he was like a painting of rice cake, an unclimbable tree.

Da-som, who should be worrying about whether she could preserve her life when caught, suppressed her face-obsessed tendencies and constantly reminded herself of who the man in front of her was.

“There’s blood on my shirt sleeve, so I rolled it up. I had to see a laceration patient suddenly when leaving the hospital, so it ended up like this.”

Seeing Da-som’s gaze resting on his forearm, Kang Hyeok kindly explained without being asked and showed a gentle smile.

When he smiles, he really shines. He shines.

It wouldn’t be easy for a person to have everything like that.

“Ah, the bleeding must have been severe.”

When Da-som, whose soul had left her face, replied absentmindedly, he tilted his head slightly and looked at Da-som with interest.

Please don’t look at me like that. I’m still a face-obsessed person with principles.

Da-som held tightly to her sanity against the charm the man was exuding and focused on eating the meat.

And she didn’t forget to drink the wine too.

If alcohol goes in, I’ll gain at least a little courage.

“You seem to drink well.”

“A little.”

I’m planning to drink quite a bit today.

If I drink just one more glass, I think I might be able to confess somehow, but her tension wouldn’t ease under the gaze that was observing her with great interest.

Right now he’s looking at me with such friendly eyes, but later when my identity is discovered, he’ll change completely.

Watching him eat while gracefully cutting with his knife made her mouth taste bitter.

Da-som let out a short sigh through her nose and pushed her empty wine glass forward.

“Um, please give me one more glass.”

He put down his knife and silently examined Da-som’s complexion before pouring wine into her glass.

The red wine caught the light and rippled like flames from hell.

Kang Hyeok’s glass remained as it was when first poured.

Maybe he’s restraining himself since he doesn’t know when an emergency call might come.

“He’s just completely crazy about patients down to his bones. Someone like me can’t even dare to approach.”

According to Eun Hyeok’s words, that might be true, she thought while sipping the wine.

Right, after I finish all of this, I’ll gather courage and confess.

Da-som, who wasn’t very strong with alcohol, felt herself getting pleasantly warm and put down her wine glass.

Then his gaze lingered on the wine glass for a moment before falling away.

Was that a reproach asking why I’m drinking so much?

He put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and gazed intently at Da-som.

His interested gaze wrapped gently around Da-som’s cheeks.

I need to speak up first, but when he looks at me like that, I can’t bring myself to open my mouth.

Probably even if I emptied an entire bottle, it would be the same.

“Miss Jeong So-yeon.”

Every time he called that name, her heart sank.

“…Yes.”

“Since we’re both at an age where there’s no problem with marriage, I’d like us to meet seriously from now on. What do you think?”

Ah, so this is his style. What should I do.

With that gaze full of affection and that attractive voice seducing like that, would there be any woman who wouldn’t fall for it?

“…That, that is.”

Da-som, momentarily speechless, just blinked her large eyes and stammered.

A sudden fastball when she needs to confess her identity.

Even in this situation, the fact that he liked her was about to make her shoulders puff up with pride, but this wasn’t right.

“Actually, I am…”

Bzzzz, bzzzz.

What timing.

A phone vibration sound came from somewhere.

Da-som instinctively took out her phone from her bag.

“Hello? Yes, …tell me that first. Is this something I need to go to?”

Ah, it wasn’t her phone.

It was him continuing the call with sharp eyes as cold as his chilling voice.

She didn’t know who had called, but it seemed like a call from the hospital.

She quietly clenched her fist at his completely transformed appearance.

Right, that would be his real self.

While talking on the phone, he was looking at Da-som with narrowed eyes.

She quickly averted her gaze before their eyes could meet.

“…I can arrive at the hospital within 30 minutes. Yes, just hold on until I get there. I’ll take care of the rest. Just bear with it a little longer.”

It was indeed the hospital. From the brief conversation, it seemed like a situation he absolutely had to go to.

Although the Emergency Medicine Department is said to be a department with almost no after-hours calls, urgent medical situations can change at any time.

Even I, as an intern, have been called out from sleep more than once or twice.

Da-som felt her bottom getting restless, as if she should run there immediately.

“Miss Jeong So-yeon.”

He called her name after ending the call.

When she quietly turned her eyes to look at him, his deep, pitch-black pupils stared back as if binding her gaze.

Then Da-som’s heart began to beat off-rhythm.

Not because of fear from deceiving him, but because of his unrealistic appearance. When he looked at her with those deep, profound eyes as if there was something there, her perfectly fine heart started acting up.

This damn face-obsessed tendency that pops up at any time.

“I think I need to urgently go to the hospital right now. I’m truly sorry. I’ll contact you soon. Let’s hear your answer then.”

I understand it’s urgent, but… still, if you leave like this, when will we meet again?

“Um…”

Before Da-som could finish speaking, Kang Hyeok got up from his seat and left the hall with quick steps.

Excuse me, sir.

I mean, no matter what, how can you just leave like that without even listening to what I have to say?

Da-som watched Kang Hyeok’s retreating figure with a dumbfounded expression, then drooped her shoulders and let out a sigh.

She was certain that confessing as soon as possible and seeking redemption was the only way to survive, but somehow it seemed like heaven wasn’t helping her.

What should I do about this.

Maybe I should ask Eun Hyeok for help instead.

I’ve heard plenty about Kang Hyeok, but he’s still human, so how could he be only cold-hearted? There might be a humane side to him that I haven’t heard about.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles, so I thought I’d at least try asking.

Da-som’s eyes lit up as she sent a text to Eun Hyeok.

“Eun Hyeok, your eldest brother isn’t just a scary person, right? Doesn’t he have some love for humanity?”

The number 1 disappeared immediately and a text came from Eun Hyeok.

“Cut the humanitarian crap. What, are you scared because you’re thinking of joining EM? Haha, what a traitor. That’s not like you, Cotton Ball. Abandoning your friends just to save yourself.”

It was ambiguous who the comment about “love for humanity nonsense” was aimed at.

For now, she decided to appease Eun Hyeok.

“Is our Eunhyuk sulking? Your noona will buy you something delicious. You know noona worked part-time today, right? Hehe”

“Don’t know. Do you think I’ll give in that easily?”

Even Eun Hyeok, who was usually obedient today, was giving her trouble.

Right, you’re also of Tae Family blood, is that it?

…Sigh.

In the end, she blamed herself for being blinded by money and bringing things to this point, carelessly putting her phone down on the table.

The Seoul night view from the Sky Lounge of a luxury hotel was indeed beautiful.

How many minutes had passed as she sipped the remaining wine like that.

Bzzzz.

Da-som, who had been pondering how to resolve this predicament, picked up her phone that was vibrating briefly.

“Ms. So-yeon, I’m truly sorry about today. I’ll contact you again soon. Please get home safely.”

A very politely sent text.

So why does that make it even more frightening?

But sir, when exactly is that “soon”?

It seemed like blood-drying time would continue until they met again.

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