‘This is dragging on longer than I thought.’
Jio fiddled with the brace connected to his casted arm.
His right arm—the one that had been chewed by Gunggi’s teeth.
Neither healing magic nor Na Jo-yeon’s heals did much, and the hospital staff all pulled the same troubled face. If it had gone even a little deeper, they said, he would have lost the entire arm as it was.
“Since this isn’t a superficial injury, we have no choice but to rely on Mr. Jioh’s natural healing ability. We’ll do what we can as well……”
For them, assisting recovery was the best they could do. The hospital director said the will of the person involved—Gyeon Jioh—was the most important, and urged him not to stress and not to overdo it.
‘Why did I have to act tough for no reason…’
The Great Star had a reason to be angry. As Jio was dutifully reflecting, he cocked his head.
‘By now he’d usually be chiming in with some smug one-liner, wouldn’t he?’
There’s nothing to lose by listening to Oppa, and if you nag Benz you’ll only stack up regret-karma—there was none of that sly joking voice.
Come to think of it, he had been quieter than usual since they arrived at the Hub. It’s not like…