Observation (1)

Jo Kyung-woon stood with his arms crossed, staring at Han Hyeonjae without moving.

The deep crease between his brows showed no sign of easing, and his tiger-like gaze flickered with complicated thoughts.

He was now trapped in a deep swamp of worry.

‘I met a young resident….’

In his mind, the rumors he had heard over the past few days about this emergency medicine resident and the scene he had personally witnessed this morning overlapped.

That young resident had good eyes.

Eyes that, even before a patient whose condition could not be guessed at, did not flee in fear but saw exactly what needed to be done.

His hands also seemed excellent, judging from the chart and the procedure just now.

That boldness and precision in sticking an 18-gauge needle near the heart.

Those hands that moved without hesitation...