"Mr. Park, I kept contacting you a few days ago. Aren't you planning to do surgery?"
I could hear the words of Dr. Jeong, who was currently enjoying a cup of coffee behind his desk. However, I ignored him and continued to stare at the ceiling of Dr. Jeong's room, while continuing to think about the complicated things that just happened a while ago in my head.
"I've changed my mind, doc," I replied, without turning back at him, showing a meaningful smile.
There was a long pause after I said that. Then, it was probably because Dr. Jeong saw me, who was bearing a lot of problems, he didn't want to bring up the matter of the surgery and just said, "It's six o'clock in the evening, Mr. Park. Come on, I'll drive you home."
I could hear him as he shifted his chair. And without knowing it, he was already close to me. If only he didn't say something, then I would have remained silent with a blank stare, as if my soul wasn't in my body.
