Lu Han hums as he leaves Taemin in room 06 for his assistant Minseok to discharge. The break doesn’t look as bad as he thought it was going to be, and he’s glad the man only fractured his arm and not a leg.   He goes out of the hallway to find his nurse and is surprised to see him exiting room 01 down the other hall. “Minseok?” he questions, watching as the other turns to him before smiling brightly and making his way towards him with a file in hand.   “You have a last-minute appointment,” the other answers back, handing him the file, “I’m sorry, but I figured you wouldn’t mind.”   Lu Han frowns at the sudden decision of his best friend. Of course it doesn’t look like he minds, but after seeing patient after patient with various bone issues for the past eight hours, he really wants to go home. “Minseok,” he groans, feeling the weight of the file in his hand. It’s not much at all, but still, “I want to go home.”   The response makes his friend laugh, patting his shoulder sympathetically before walking past him to go do final paperwork for one Lee Taemin. “I’m sure this won’t take long at all. I’ll buy you drinks later.” Lu Han frowns at his retreating back. “Or tomorrow.”   Lu Han groans again, walking away and towards the offending room, before knocking and looking down to see the patient’s name on the front page. And then the annoyance grows exponentially. There’s only one man with that name.   He opens the door with such force that the man inside jumps at the sudden entrance despite his previous knocking. “What are you doing here?!” he all but yells, shutting the door immediately behind him. He can hear his receptionist Baekhyun’s laughter resonating even through the object.   “So, uh,” Wu Yifan greets with an awkward smile and an awkward wave as he sits on the patient’s examining table, “You know how you always tell me my awkward limbs and 50/50 bad balance would kill me one day?”   Lu Han simply glares at the man, arms crossed in front of his chest after throwing his file on the desk next to him, and he just remains silent staring him down.   “Right,” Yifan squeaks noticing the death glare on his boyfriend’s face, “So. I almost died today.”   “So you decide to come here?!”   “Well,” Yifan breathes slowly before rambling quickly about why he was there, “I was playing basketball with Kevin and the guys but then after playing for I don’t know how long we decid