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They say life flashes before your eyes at that moment before death.
Kihyun never believed that though.
It was just a saying all too common for people who were strung on to believe that's the meaning of life.
That was until it happened to him.
He couldn't move. Drowning in a pool of his own blood. Awake, but paralyzed in fear.
Wind thrashing and rain pouring and he's just left there on the gravel of the road unsure of what will come next.
He groaned in pain, but nothing left his lips, not a sound. Nothing but pure silence and the sound of nature taking its course.
Only the last few words resonating in his head before he loses all consciousness.
Hyunwoo-ah I'll be fine I promise...
Everything became a blur after that.
Kihyun moved slowly, awakened by the discomfort in his arms and legs.
He found himself lying in a hospital bed, unsure of the incident that occurred and lead him there, but relieved he finally regained some movement.
He tried to pull himself to sit up right, but was stopped midway from the sharp pain towards his abdomen.
"Good God, what the hell happened.." Kihyun groaned, clutching on to his stomach as if it would lessen the throbbing pain.
Just as he had given up all means of getting up, his curtain had been pulled aside and appeared a doctor with his clipboard.
"Aah Mr Yoo Kihyun, glad to see you've regained consciousness. I'm doctor Oh Sehun and I'll be your attending physician. How are you feeling?"
"Doctor what happened?, how am I covered in so many bruises? I can barely sit up right now."
"I can understand you must be utterly confused after waking up, but I'd suggest you refrain from moving. It may cause further damage."
"Further damage? What do you mean? Will I be alright?" kihyun asked anxiously clutching his chest with shortness of breath.
He usually is not this paranoid, but considering the unknown reason he is here, raises both suspicion and anxiety all together.
"When you came in last night, you had a gash wound to your head which may have lead to your unconsciousness. After examining you we tried to do as minimum treatment, which could have increased the risk of you not waking up at all. We did-
"Wait, wait. Last night? I've been out for an entire day?"
"Yes, that's pretty normal for a knock to the head as you had. We did however find that you have a tear in your abdominal region, nothing too serious, but you'd be bed bound for the next two days and after that we'll go ahead with surgery to just stitch it up. Will that be fine?"
Kihyun just stared at the doctor, confused but also trying to process the information he's been inundated with. Searching in his mind of what a mess and pain he's gotten himself into.
"It's fine I guess. Whatevers the quickest to get me out of here."
"Good then. We'll proceed 2 days from now.
Any other questions?"
Kihyun opens his mouth unsure of what to say next and nothing comes out. He just shakes his head then.
"We've contacted a friend of yours from the note found in your pocket."
"In the meantime, the nurses are here if you need anything. Okay, I'll see you a bit later to check on you" the doctor says as he leaves his bedside, to the next patient that's been rushed in to ER.
Note in my pocket?
He searches his brain for anything to get the answers on why he's here but forgets to ask the doctor the reason he actually got here.
What happened to him landing in hospital and needing surgery.
He glances around the ER, trying to grasp the attention of the nurse close by placing new sheets on a bed two feet from him. In which she scrambles to his side.
"You okay sir? Do you need anything?" she asks offering a smile.
"Excuse me, but the doctor said he contacted my friend from a note in my pocket. What note?" Kihyun asked.
He had no recollection of having anything else on him besides his phone. He peered at the woman, eyes filled with confusion and concern.
"Right.. The paramedic found it as they carried you in the ambulance, it dropped out of your jacket pocket."
The nurse retrieves the note from the small cabinet next to the bed and hands it to Kihyun.
Call for emergencies.
Son Hyunwoo
010-xxx-9580
Kihyun glances at it, recognizing the familiar handwriting. When did Hyunwoo give him this?
He stares at it, gripping the paper as he's shaking.
"Are you okay?" the nurse asks, a firm hold on his shoulders to stop him from shaking.
He looks up at her, a stray tear escapes dampening the paper, clenched teeth, but just able to give a slight nod.
"The police officer that accompanied you will see you in a bit. He has some questions to ask you."
The woman thought it would be helpful for kihyun to know that, but that just raised his confusion and his anxiety much more.
Questions? Why do they need to ask me questions?
What the hell happened to me?
How did it come that he got into an accident just after making that promise.