Chapter 38: But future is beholden to the present moment cast

                                    

                                          
✨YUN✨
I almost bumped into Soyeong as I got out of another one of my patient's rooms.
Hastily stepping back to recover balance, my back pressed against the door I'd just closed behind me. I stared up at her.
She looked equal parts astonished and amazed. Her small eyes glinted with curiosity.
"What?" 
I closed the coat over my scrubs, noticing she wasn't the only one looking at me. Behind her, another two people stood, a nurse and another doctor. One looked in awe and the other seemed extremely skeptical. 
"Is it true?" Soyeong asked, sharp and straight to the point. 
"That he's healed?" I asked, referring to the patient I'd just revisited.
She nodded.
"Yes," I said simply, gesturing with my head to the window that gave a view of the room. 
The twenty-two-year-old man who'd checked in four days ago with a busted knee from a car accident was now carefully putting his weight over his previously injured leg. 
"That's impossible!" The nurse behind her said, approaching the window curiously, glancing quickly at the doctor that followed him into peeking into the room. 
"Well, apparently it isn't," I retorted, shrugging to Soyeong who was still staring at me as if wanting further explanation.
But that was literally it. The guy had been in a car accident some days ago. He arrived with a few scratches on his face, but the impact got him stuck in the car wreckage, and that almost crushed his kneecap and leg.
"What did you do?" She pressed, joining the other two still curiously looking into the room. 
My brow furrowed and I opened my hands, palms up to tell her that I didn't know either. The results of his exams weren't exactly great, but we all thought we would be able to save his leg. I'd spent maybe more than one hour explaining all the implications the accident could have in his life, and how the recovery process would be slow and difficult, but I was absolutely sure he would make it. 
"Maybe the exam results got mixed?" The other doctor interjected.
She really didn't like me, and I had no idea why. My patient miraculously getting better didn't help with her attitude against me in the slightest. 
"It didn't. I made sure there were no mistakes." 
I tried not to sound defensive, but it wasn't easy, since it wasn't the first time something like this happened to someone in my charge. 
My parents did say that I was meant to be a doctor since I was little, especially my dad. He'd tell me I had a natural talent to take care of people. 
I knew that came from a different place when my dad said it than when my mom did. Dad was joking around, throwing those comments here and there when my mom was close. He did it for long enough that he got the idea inside my mother's head, and from that point on she would not accept me going into another career that wasn't this one. 
After a few unexplainable cases of people getting better out of nowhere after coming under my care, I'd started to believe that maybe there was something supernatural about this. 
But then I'd think about the ones I couldn't save. The names and the faces of people that would never go back to their families. 
I would think about Yoongi and how he'd actually died after I found him. Even after I prayed with everything I had to God or whatever force ruled the universe to let him survive, let him live.