Illusion Blind Date

Who did I meet? Han Bom, a first‑year surgical resident at YJ, flinched when she saw the wild man she’d encountered earlier—but she rejected him as planned. Just as she was about to leave, satisfied with achieving her goal, Bom witnessed a sudden collapse at a hotel. Together with the man, she rushed to save the victim. The chest compressions continued through a critical moment. Sweat dripped down the man’s forehead. His bulging muscles strained against his tightly pulled shirt. “It’s been two minutes. I’ll do it.” “More importantly, call the YJ emergency room and tell them a patient with suspected myocardial infarction is coming. They need time to prepare.” …What? Are you a professor? Do they teach medicine at the police academy now? His presence alone was enough to make even the head of surgery yield. On her way home, Bom checked her aunt’s text—and froze. “Bom, why didn’t you tell me the man didn’t come out?” “I got a call from you, but he said he couldn’t come because of an emergency related to a mu*der case.” Bom blinked at the message several times. Her small face drained of color. “…Then who is that person?” Who did I bring here?