Won Bin, who was quite compliant, followed her lead. One didn't want to eat, the other couldn't console him. Even though the hospital room was well lit, there was only a sense of oppression.
Sang Jin Hwa took the bowl from Won Bin's mother and said, "Why don't you go outside first, and we'll talk to him?"
Sun Joon Ho also suggested, "Or maybe you could check with the doctor to see if there's anything we need to pay attention to. It'll make us feel more reassured."
When Won Bin's mother left, after a minute or so, Sang Jin Hwa walked over to the bedside, his brow tightly furrowed, "Suicide?"
Won Bin blinked.
"Have you ever thought about your mom?"
Clutching the bedsheets tightly, Won Bin's face revealed a hint of a cold, thin smile.
