Jungkook had seen a photo of V before, but the man who was performing the surgery.
he seemed much thinner than the one in the photo? He stood quietly behind the crowd.
No one was allowed to enter the operating room in the middle of the operation.
If it weren't for the fact that this hospital belonged to the Jeons, it would also have been very difficult for him to enter.
Therefore, Jungkook abided by the rules very much and didn't go forward immediately.
He intended to wait until V had finished the operation before he approached him. The operating room was very quiet.
Only a man's professional but hoarse voice sounded from time to time:
"What's her heart rate?"
"Her blood pressure?"
"#10 blade."
"Hemostatic forceps."
He had likely already been operating on the patient for six and a half hours.
The assistant behind him was constantly wiping the perspiration off him brow, but even now, his hands were still very stable and didn't show any traces of trembling at all.
His eyes, as he stared intently at the operating table, were focused and serious.
Although one couldn't see his face, he nevertheless exuded an indescribable charm
Jungkook initially thought that he had arrived too early, and felt rather irked that he had to wait here for twenty minutes.
But as he watched his perform the dry and boring surgery, before he knew it, the time had actually already gone by.
This continued until he finally said,
"Close the wound."
The assistant who had been behind him all this time replied, "Okay."
The chief surgeon was the one who performed the operation while the assistant did the simple stitching at the end.
Everything had gone smoothly in the operation so far.
But at this point!
It seemed like someone had accidentally bumped the tray that an assistant was holding, and the scalpel on it suddenly fell onto the ground!
The scene instantly became a little chaotic.
The lights around the operating table were very bright, which caused the sides to look a little dark in comparison.
V was hidden right among the assistants moving about!
V, who was among them, reprimanded, "Why were you so careless? It's fortunate that the final stitches are the only thing left. You guys, go and clean up with me!"
"Okay."
The assistants, together with V, were all wearing surgical gowns of the same color.
They headed straight to the sterile area.
Jungkook quickly followed after them.
After entering the sterile area, they took off their goggles, masks, and gloves, and washed their hands with running water.
Except for one, the rest were all blond
V wasn't blond.
Thus, Jungkook walked straight behind the only person who wasn't blond there, clapped his hand over her shoulder, and said, "Hello, V. I've heard a lot about you."
However, the woman that turned around was a plain Jane. She looked at Jungkook in surprise and said, "Dr. V has already left. I'm Lily, his assistant. You are?"
Jungkook frowned.
It was then that he realized that he had been fooled.
Did VÂ really think he could get away today, though? He took a step back, picked up his cell phone, and called Yeonjun.
He ordered coldly, "Lock down all of the operating room's exits and check all the personnel inside!"
"Yes, sir."
In the operating room. From the corner of his eye, Taehyung could see Jungkook going out of the ward.
He let out a huge sigh of relief as he stood in front of the operating table.
He had already known before he came as V to perform the operation that the news would definitely get out and attract the attention of that man with high social status.
Therefore, he had already made preparations for it beforehand.
It was common knowledge that the chief surgeon didn't do trivial things like sutures.
However, Taehyung demanded perfection when operating on his aunt, so he would definitely do it himself.
To everyone else, V had already left with the assistants.
Who would have thought that he had merely turned around amidst the chaos earlier and was actually still here?
He moved quickly.
Within a mere ten minutes, the stitching was completed.
Finally, after checking his aunt's various data indicators, he announced, "Operation successful."
The duty of postoperative care was given to a professional nurse.
He and the two remaining assistants then followed the observing doctors to the sterile area.
Taehyung yawned sleepily. The toll that a seven-hour operation took on one was unimaginable.
To people who naturally had a weak constitution like him, it was very punishing.
He would probably have to sleep for 14 to 15 hours straight when he gets back later.
He was just thinking about that when he suddenly noticed Lily, who was in the sterile area, giving him a look.
Taehyung paused.
A foreboding feeling suddenly arose in him.
The next moment, he saw a row of bodyguards in black standing at the operating room entrance and checking everyone's identities one by one.
Lily demanded angrily, "What is the meaning of this, Mr. Jeon? We were invited to perform an operation. Why should we undergo your unreasonable cross-examination?"
Jungkook stood guard at the door with an unwelcoming presence, his tall figure exuding a strong sense of oppression.
Next to him, an expressionless Yeonjun replied, "My apologies, miss. You're not doctors employed by this hospital after all. Should any accident happen to the patient, I'm afraid we'll have to take responsibility. Therefore, please leave behind your contact information."
Taehyung cast his eyes downward slightly and sighed inwardly, That tyrant is really hard to get rid of.
How about fighting him way out?
However, his sore fingers and weak legs were telling him that he currently didn't have enough strength to do that!
He didn't notice that Jungkook had been staring at him.
Even though he was wearing a surgical gown, his figure was very similar to V's.
Everyone in front was cooperating with Yeonjun's investigation, but he was the only one standing at the back and looking a little like he had a guilty conscience.
Jungkook strode over to him. His thin lips parted slightly and he said, "That was a really good trick. You almost had me there."
Everyone looked over, making Jungkook the focus of the sterile zone.
Jungkook said solemnly, "Dr. V, why don't you take off your mask?"
The man was tall, and there was an intimidating and oppressive air around him when he stood in front of one.
Taehyung suddenly let out a low chuckle.
Then, he reached up and took off his mask and goggles.
The goggles hooked onto his surgical cap, causing his dark hair to also cascade along with the action.
Jungkook's eyes widened at the sight of his familiar and exquisite visage.
How could it possibly be him?
Taehyung lowered his eyes like he always did and said in a low and lazy voice, "Since you've caught me, I have nothing to say."
Jungkook's heart skipped a beat.
Then, he heard him continue and say, "I am indeed in the wrong for sneaking into the operating room to watch over my aunt. If the hospital wants to hold me accountable, I'll take it."
Then, he looked up and said frostily, "However, as a family member of the patient, I should think that the hospital can understand why I did that?"
His voice was cool and clear like the clink of glasses, which gave off a sense of steadiness.
The first thought that came to Jungkook's mind was actually "So, he didn't ignore his aunt!".
Taehyung observed the man in front of him.
The look in his eyes was unfathomable and his eyes were deep and dark.
Even the mole at his lips exuded an unpredictable and mysterious air.
He didn't know whether he believed him or not.
While he was thinking, the man suddenly said, "If Miss Kim agrees to a condition of mine, then on behalf of the hospital, I can promise not to hold you accountable."
"What is it?"
Jungkook let out a low cough and said, "Come back to the hotel with me and play with my son for two hours."
Jungwoo had been angry with him since the night before and had ignored him even all the way until he went out, and kept asking for Mommy.
Now that he knew that he wasn't such a cold-hearted and unfeeling person, his son would definitely cheer up if he brought him back, right?
Taehyung was bewildered.
Too Be Continued....