Jiyong opened his eyes and was greeted by Dara's smile.

"Feeling better?" Dara asked.

He nodded weakly.

"Doctor said you can't eat nor drink water yet."

"But I feel really really thirsty." Jiyong said.

"Sorry Jiyong. Just bear with it for a little while. It might just be for a day." Dara said while assisting him in sitting on the bed. "Does it still hurt?" She asked, touching Jiyong's abdomen.

"A little... it's bearable now."

"Oh! Before I forget, your phone rang a number of times while you were sleeping. Check it." Dara handed Jiyong his phone.

15 missed calls. 3 messages.

I'm getting worried. You're not answering my calls. Let me know if you're okay. Call or text me. - Tiffany

"It's Tiffany. She's worried I'm not answering my phone." Jiyong told Dara.

"Call her now. Tell her you're in the hospital." Dara suggested.

"I don't want to make her worry."

"If you tell her you're here, she will come for you."

Jiyong searched for Tiffany's number in his phonebook but hesitated to call her.

"What are you doing?" Dara peeped at Jiyong's phone and pressed on the call button mischievously.

"Dara?!!" Jiyong was shocked at what she has done.

Before he could cancel the call, he heard Tiffany answer the phone.

Dara grinned and whispered, "Talk to her. Go!"

"Jiyong? I've been calling you." Tiffany said on the other line.

"Sorry, I made you worried."

"Where are you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

"I'm actually..." Jiyong hesitated.

"Tell her." Dara whispered.

"I'm in the hospital." Jiyong continued.

"What?! What happened? Are you okay?" Tiffany sounded worried.

"I have felt an excruciating pain in my stomach that's why I was rushed to the hospital... But I'm okay now."

"You don't sound like you're okay. What hospital were you brought to? I'll go there." She said.

"You don't have to. I'm..."

Jiyong wasn't able to finish what he was about to say. Tiffany immediately interrupted him.

"I insist. I know you're alone right now. You need someone to take care of you."

"But..."

"No more buts... What hospital?"

" Seoul National University Hospital, main branch."

"What room?" Tiffany asked.

Jiyong covered the phone's mouthpiece and asked Dara.

"143." Dara whispered.