HIS SMILE

Chapter 20

The cold wind blew. A car hurriedly cut through the darkness of the night and stopped in front of a villa.

"Dr. Kang, this way." The housekeeper in a suit hurriedly ushered the man in the car through the gate. "Around midnight, Sir's temperature became abnormal. In a short time, it rose to 39.3 degrees."

"How can it be so serious?" Dr. Kang walked upstairs while putting on medical gloves. "Did he not eat a lot during this period of time?"

The housekeeper looked a bit strange. "Sir has been going out a lot lately. He also asked people to clean up the house next door."

Dr. Kang, who was hurrying upstairs, turned to look at the housekeeper. "You mean, Sir took the initiative to contact someone?"

"You know that Sir is usually very quiet, let alone talk about his life with us." The housekeeper sighed. "However, Assistant Kim mentioned to me privately that Sir's mental state is very bad this year..."

The two men were silent at the same time. Over the years, their boss had become more silent and less active. Now he found it hard to sleep and eat. Nutrients were carefully prepared but his body still gradually weakened.

Dr. Kang went to the room door and gently knocked on it before opening it. The scene behind the door wasn't the darkness he imagined. There were bright lights. Jungkook was sitting on the bed in a thin sweater, a book in his hands. He had an unusual flush on his cheeks and turned to look when the doctor came in.

"Sir, how are you feeling now?" Dr. Kang put down the medicine box and took out the thermometer to take Jungkook's temperature. "39.5 degrees Celsius. You need to take some cooling medicine."

"I need to go out before dawn." Jungkook put aside the book and held out his arm. "Give me an infusion."

"Sir, an infusion is more harmful to your body.." Doctor Kang wanted to persuade him but knew it was useless when he saw Jungkook's calm eyes. "Even if you receive an infusion, you should give priority to resting."

Jungkook didn't speak. He looked down as Dr. Kang inserted the needle into his blood vessel. His blood couldn't wait to rush into the infusion tube and seemed infinitely happy. The dirty blood that came out of his body was also bright red. Then cold liquid slipped and pushed the red blood back to where it was supposed to be.

"Sir." Dr. Kang noticed that Jungkook's eyes were right and gave a reminder as he fixed the needle to the back of Jungkook's hand with adhesive tape. "Please don't forget that you have an appointment with Dr. Woo tomorrow."

"There will be no time tomorrow." Jungkook took his eyes off the infusion tube. "Help me schedule it for the day after."

"Okay." Dr. Kang was relived. He wasn't afraid that Jungkook would be one day later, he was afraid that Jungkook wouldn't go. Previously, he had exhausted himself persuading Jungkook to go see Dr. Woo. Today, it was so easy that he was surprised. "I will let Dr. Woo arrange the schedule."

Jungkook stopped speaking. He raised his other wrist to look at the time. It was currently 1 a.m. and it was five hours before dawn.

Before dawn, Hoseok and Yoongi came to help Jin pack his bags.

"These, these and these can't be worn in the future." Hoseok picked Jin's clothes. He knew Jin was reluctant to get rid of these clothes and explained, "Today is different. If you wear these clothes that are worth dozens of won in the future, it will be photographed and placed on the internet. At that time, countless people will laugh at you."