It was time for a confession.
Li Xinyuan fled.
Yes, a genius neuro and cardiothoracic surgeon of the modern times and the future Divine Doctor, fled without looking back once.
Right after entrusting Namgung Hyein to the female lead's tender care, Li Xinyuan gave her a few instructions for the future and turned tails.
He was not going back, that much was certain. Not when he had not the slightest inclination of why Namgung Hyein had such a sudden meltdown — or maybe he did and left before things could take a hideous turn.
Cold-hearted, maybe. Crass, certainly.
But better than giving her any sort of hope and unintentionally leading her. Especially so with her fragile mental health.
Li Xinyuan heaved a great sigh, feeling a heavy weight roll off his shoulders. Now, he stood by the window, staring into his room, wondering why he didn't think of closing it.
Then, the surgeon shook his head, a tad disappointed in himself, before crossing through the window to enter his room.
