Chapter 93

Two female voices called out, one belonging to Kim Tae-yeon and the other to Song Hye-in. The male voice that shouted was undoubtedly Moon Jung-woo's.

At that moment, Yoo Sang-min was stunned. She, who had always been at the back, suddenly pushed through the crowd and ran in. Moon Jung-woo couldn't shout too loudly, as confirmed by Song Hye-in in a call that morning.

How could Song Hye-in, who cared so much about Moon Jung-woo, not inquire after his hospitalization? So, Song Hye-in knew about Moon Jung-woo's condition, and Yoo Sang-min knew as well. She didn't understand what a vocal nodule was, but she knew it was serious and that he had to be careful when speaking.

Just now, Moon Jung-woo's soft, intermittent speech was due to this. But now, he suddenly shouted, and Yoo Sang-min knew why, though she didn't expect the situation to worsen. Seeing the current state, her heart sank to the bottom. The stick was stained with blood; how big was the wound?

Moon Jung-woo's entire side of his face was covered in blood. The wound was on his head, though it couldn't be seen. Kim Tae-yeon felt it most directly, as a muffled groan sounded in her ear when she was suddenly turned around. She felt the arm holding her suddenly press heavily on her. After a while, she opened her eyes and was too scared to move.

But instinctively, she used her thin shoulders to support his body: "You... you..."

Kim Tae-yeon couldn't say anything, just staring at him dumbly. Moon Jung-woo's body swayed, and he struggled to maintain his balance, turning to look at Song Hye-in. Just like in a TV drama, the police arrived after the incident. Principal Choi led Lee Soo-young and a group of teachers who had just arrived.

With a clatter, the stick in Song Hye-in's hand fell to the ground: "Jung-woo..."

"Jung-woo!" Lee Soo-young rushed forward to support him.

Seeing the teacher, he smiled and collapsed into his arms, completely unconscious.

Principal Choi turned and shouted, "Hurry up and help!"

Teacher Yoo frowned and stepped forward, carrying Moon Jung-woo out first. Lee Soo-young hurriedly followed behind.

Kim Tae-yeon's father came early to pick her up from school. He went to her classroom but found her absent. The teacher didn't know where she was, thinking she had left for training in Seoul. Lee Ya-yuan, who had just returned from leave, was sitting in her seat, covering her face. She looked up and saw Kim Tae-yeon's father, suddenly crying and running up to him.

Hearing her sobbing, Kim Tae-yeon's father's face changed, and he pulled Lee Ya-yuan out of the building and ran toward the back mountain. The teacher couldn't continue the class, so he instructed the students to study on their own and followed them.

Just as they were about to reach the abandoned building, they saw a teacher carrying a boy with blood all over his head and a middle-aged man in his fifties rushing toward the school gate. They exchanged glances, and Kim Tae-yeon's father quickly moved out of the way. They passed each other.

They met the principal leading a group of students with their heads down. Among the three students following closely behind was Kim Tae-yeon.

When Moon Jung-woo woke up, Lee Soon-gyu was sitting beside him, her eyes red and swollen again. Moon Jung-woo smiled, trying to say something. But his face turned pale instantly because he couldn't speak a word. No matter how calm a person was, they couldn't avoid the instinctive panic in that moment.

Moon Jung-woo reached out to touch Lee Soon-gyu, perhaps a bit too forcefully.

Lee Soon-gyu stumbled, frowned at Moon Jung-woo, and then leaned forward with a look of surprise: "You're awake?"

Moon Jung-woo pointed to his throat, eyes wide with a question: "..."

This time, it wasn't just hoarse; he couldn't make a sound at all.

Lee Soon-gyu bit her lip, tears streaming down her face: "The doctor said... your vocal cords were overused, causing temporary voice loss. With proper care, you should be able to speak again. But..."

"But nodules will definitely form." This wasn't said by Lee Soon-gyu but by Lee Soo-young, who had entered the room at some point, his face heavy. He held an X-ray in his hand.

Moon Jung-woo was stunned, pursed his lips, and looked up at the ceiling. After a while, he shook Lee Soon-gyu and made a writing gesture on his palm.

Lee Soon-gyu was taken aback, stood up, and ran out. She soon returned with a notebook and a pen. Moon Jung-woo took them and wrote something, then handed it to Lee Soo-young.

"Is there any hope of recovery?"

Lee Soo-young hesitated, then rubbed Lee Soon-gyu's head: "I need to talk to Jung-woo alone."

Lee Soon-gyu bit her lip and looked at Moon Jung-woo. He smiled at her, and for some reason, the proud kid seemed so weak in her eyes.

Lee Soon-gyu stubbornly shook her head but moved aside without leaving. Lee Soo-young, seeing his daughter's serious expression, didn't say anything more.

He sighed, sat in Lee Soon-gyu's place, and put the notebook back beside Moon Jung-woo: "The doctor said there's a 30% chance. It's not a serious illness, but the key is that you were injured during your voice change, when your vocal cords are developing. When the body's internal changes are unstable, the regularity is the worst. Now, with the added injury, you will definitely be able to speak, but... it might be just that."

Moon Jung-woo paused, took the pen, and wrote something.

Lee Soo-young silently took the notebook: "No need to write. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Moon Jung-woo looked at him and smiled. Lee Soo-young shook his head: "You can still smile now, I really..."

Lee Soo-young loosened his collar and leaned back in the chair: "Because of the thorough examination, although we can't make an accurate judgment, we roughly estimated your voice change period. It will end in about a month. At that time, the nodules will be mature, and it will be the best time for surgery. After the surgery, you'll need about two months of rest. From now until after New Year's, you'll be in bed."

Moon Jung-woo was silent for a while, then smiled and took the notebook. He wrote a sentence, which seemed like just a few words. But when Lee Soo-young took it, his expression became complex.

"Notify my family to pick me up." This was what Moon Jung-woo had written.

Lee Soon-gyu picked it up curiously and was stunned.

Her chest heaved, and she bit her lip, huffing and throwing the notebook: "What? Aren't you a man? To protect a girl, you ran out of the hospital and back to school. And you got hit for her... it's almost like fate. Running away from home with a head injury and being caught by me and Dad, and now you're going home with a head injury and being sent back by Dad."

Moon Jung-woo lowered his head, shrugged, and smiled at Lee Soo-young without a word. Lee Soo-young frowned and rubbed Lee Soon-gyu's head: "Soon-gyu, Jung-woo doesn't want to burden me."

Lee Soon-gyu's face fell, and she angrily pushed her father's hand away: "Moon Jung-woo, you have an IQ of 160, right? Tell me, is this something a 160 IQ can do?"

Moon Jung-woo took the notebook and wrote something, smiling. Before Lee Soo-young could take it, Lee Soon-gyu swung her arm, and the notebook fell to the ground with a thud.

Moon Jung-woo looked surprised at the panting, red-faced Lee Soon-gyu. Lee Soo-young opened his mouth to scold her but sighed and left the room after looking at his daughter.

Moon Jung-woo silently sat up and picked up the notebook. He turned to get the pen.

Coincidentally, the pen rolled under the cabinet. Moon Jung-woo knelt on the ground and bent over, his head touching the floor. Occasionally, he bumped into the corner of the cabinet and winced. Lee Soon-gyu watched Moon Jung-woo, bit her lip, and finally walked over, squatted down, pushed him away angrily, and picked up the pen from under the cabinet.

Moon Jung-woo smiled and wrote something, then handed it to her. Lee Soon-gyu took it reluctantly, read the words, and after a while, a tear dropped onto the notebook. Unable to hold back, Lee Soon-gyu threw herself into Moon Jung-woo's arms and cried.

Moon Jung-woo patted her back, silently comforting her. The notebook was left on the floor, unnoticed. But the words, even wet with tears, were still clearly visible.

"For these nine months, an ugly girl has been by my side. I gave her a nickname, Little Lion. I held her and slept with her for a night. She brought me sausages and watched movies with me. We even lied to each other... Her name is Lee Soon-gyu. Even if I really go home and can't be a trainee anymore, I won't forget you. I won't forget the girl who dared to hit me when she was angry and cried when she couldn't. I won't forget you crying for me. Forever... I won't."

(Thank you to kinggao.xi for the support. Where are the votes and favorites? For Soo-gyu, let's do it. We have a deal, zzang, zzang. O(∩_∩)O)

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