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Lion Heart Chapter 30

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Come to think of it, I didn’t even know the number.

Haejun sat at his desk, resting his chin on one hand, staring intently at his cell phone. This is the first time since my days as a resident where I was nervous about when the calls would pour in, that I felt anxious while looking at my cell phone.

“… … You want me to call you? “To the chairman?”

“Is there any reason you can’t?”

“no. It’s not like that, but other than the promise you made, I don’t have anything worth calling you about… … .”

“I guess so. “At least one.”

The arrogant man’s laughter, reminding me of the value of the money he received, weighed down my shoulders and made me unable to move. Unlike himself, who picked up the cell phone that became heavier just because it contained his number, Lee Han looked carefree in the world.

“As Mr. Hae-jun Yoon said, shouldn’t we do it thoroughly if possible? “I think it’s strange enough that you don’t even make a phone call while you’re actually meeting each other.”

“That’s true, but… … .”

“It’s not like we just saw each other for a day or something.”

“… … okay. “That’s right.”

It starts now. It’s not like we’re in a relationship where we help each other and we’re lovers in name, but it’s strange that I didn’t even know their number until now. They say they will give you 10 million won a day and even an additional allowance if you do well. When I think about that, I feel like I need to call him right now.

The problem was that my heart felt like it would sink just by hearing the sound of breathing through the receiver.

“Phew.”

Thinking of the man who lowered his eyes indifferently, as if he was familiar with this sort of thing, Hae Joon took out a notebook from a drawer. The cover, with the coated surface slightly peeling off, was refreshing. As she was trying to organize her thoughts by scribbling in her old notebook as was her habit, she suddenly pulled out a card sticking out from the first page.

“ah.”

The light has faded, but the texture is luxurious.

The elegant handwriting written there.

I’ve read and reread this card enough to memorize it, but every time I see it, I smile without realizing it. Actually, it’s not long enough to memorize. The writing style is extremely business-like and stiff, without any warmth. If it wasn’t for things like curved lines or flowing lines, it would be easy to believe that it was a phrase printed collectively at a factory.

“… … Well, anyway.”

Hae-joon’s pouting lips were curved prettily as always. Despite all of its shortcomings, he felt reassured every time he took it out. Is it because it doesn’t contain any unnecessary consolation or pretense? It was a card that I had played with until it was worn out, and had helped me get up again and again.

yes. Please try it.

I’ll wait.

“yes. I am doing so. “There is.”

Hae-jun spoke to himself as if answering to someone and carefully folded the card. He carefully put it back in its original place, just in case it was wrinkled in one place, and only then did he open the blank page of the notebook wide. Now that my slightly confused mind has calmed down like magic, it is time to face reality.

“okay.”

What should I do with a picky employer in the future?

Hae-joon’s pen ran across the paper without stopping. Seo Yi-han is a thorough man. He values ​​money, and he doesn’t even try to hide it. To meet his standards, I guess… … .

“Professor Yoon. “Are you here?”

“Uh, Minguk.”

When the door opened with a knock, Hae-joon quickly put his notebook away. Minguk, who had been rolling his eyes to see if there was anyone else through the crack in the door, entered with a heartless laugh.

“What did you do?”

“huh. I need to do something… … “I’m analyzing it.”

Hae-joon looked down at the outside of the old notebook and sighed. Because it’s not wrong. She twirls her pen lightly on the back of her hand.

“But why? “Didn’t I have an SA VSD (subarterial ventricular septal defect) today ?”

“yes. “Sixty-one-year-old girl.”

“What is the size?”

“Eight millimeters. Still, it ended a little early. “Professor Oh left first, and I did most of the work from the middle, but as I was doing this, there were moments when I had to contact each other.”

“Of course I should.”

Who did you learn it from?

A smile appeared on Hae-joon’s lips as he supported his chin. Minguk had been paying attention to the gloomy atmosphere in the country for a while, so it’s not bad to see him being naughty for the first time in a while. Hae-joon looked at Minguk’s hands, which were moving busily as if he was performing surgery again in front of him.

“I guess that’s why our Chief was in such a good mood?”

“Oh, of course the surgery has to be done well. “I learned it from Professor Yoon.”

“huh?”

That’s true, but then it’s not because of the surgery?

Hae-joon, who had been listening with a smile, then looked at Minguk a little more. Come to think of it, the twitching clown was much more excited than usual.

“why. “Then did anything good happen?”

“Guess what.”

“What good is this for us…” … iced coffee! Did you find that patient? Or, Professor Choi said, would you change your mind and go to the chairman and tell him about your thoughts on the transplant center?”

“ah. That’s a bit… … .”

Of course, that can’t be possible.

As Minguk gradually lost his smile, Haejun’s excited voice also decreased. Even though I knew full well that a dream was just a dream, I made a big wish without realizing it.

“I’m kidding. “It’s just that Minguk looks like you’re in such a good mood.”

“But Professor Yoon, will you still be here? “It’s lunch time.”

“What about lunch?”

When Minguk changed the topic, Haejun smiled sheepishly. Speaking of meals, I skip it so much that I don’t even know I’m hungry. However, someone’s shaky voice that I heard the night before naturally came to mind and my empty stomach started to churn.

“You haven’t had a single meal so far?”

“… … I’m okay. “If not, why don’t we buy a sandwich later?”

“why. Are you done with the analysis or something yet? “Professor Yoon must be very picky, seeing as he holds it to that level.”

“It’s the end game.”

This is a man who I wonder if I could hold on to him for the rest of my life before I would truly understand him. She flicked her pen lightly across her notebook and swung her chair around as if trying to shake the thoughts in her head.

“But you don’t say anything? “Why is there such good news that you’re happier than hearing it during surgery?”

“that is… … .”

That’s not it. Minguk’s reaction, who expected him to wave his hand, was unusual. Her flushed cheeks and excited voice pulled her closer again.

“Well, this is almost at that level!”

◇ ◆ ◇

My name is Hae-jun Yoon. Graduated from Korea University. First year as a full-time CS student. Best in internal evaluation.

Lee Han’s eyes were emotionless as he held the report about her. She had already looked at it several times, but the longer she spent looking at it, the more time she spent looking at it.

“… … .”

Lee Han’s brows, straight as marble, gradually became more serious, as if looking at the slightly smiling face in the photo would give him some sort of answer. He was one of those people who rarely looked at the same document twice, but he decided not to think about it too much.

There are cheeky seals that transform every time you look at them, but there’s no reason why there can’t be documents that give you a different mood every time you look at them.

“… … “No.”

Was there one more?

Lee Han’s self-talk dispersed. When was all that said? Even my memory of where I put it was hazy now. Actually, what should I do if I think about it? It’s not an IOU, so I have nothing left. Moreover, her presence in the photo in front of me was too strong to recall such a thing now.

“You graduated at the top of your class from Korea University.”

Why is this woman so smart?

Even the facts that I had initially dismissed as trivial felt quite different. Aside from my entrance scores, I never missed the top spot throughout my undergraduate years and even graduated summa cum laude, so I literally took a typical elite course. I didn’t feel like admitting it as is.

… … Looks like Korea University has also died a lot.

Lee Han’s mouth twisted as he looked at the woman who didn’t even know his employer, who paid and fed him. He was dressed in a black suit and had a neat and upright posture, something that would appear on any resume, but it became difficult to believe what he saw anymore.

At some point, you never know, she might appear like the world’s most powerful lady and steal people’s souls.

“Yes, please come in.”

Lee Han put her documents inside the drawer when there was a knock on the door. Who cares if the chairman said he would look at the employee’s resume, but this whole incident started from that carelessness.

pup.

Only after vowing that he would kill Yuhan if he caught him again did Lee Han look at the planning director standing in front of him.

“What’s going on, Manager?”

“Oh, the committee to finalize the additional budget is coming soon, so I think I should report it in advance.”

The director held his hands together politely and handed him a thick folder. The chairman’s gaze was perfunctory as he scanned the documents as if he was scanning a menu, but he could not let down his guard. The head of the planning department, who had made a living solely based on his wits, experienced first-hand just how thorough this man was in his work and how scary he was.

“Please take a look and let us know if you have any questions. These are additional plans, and in this document, the total budget amount has already been fixed… … .”

“It’s not long.”

“… … .”

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