I wish it was just a dream.

Pawin

x

Thanat

****This story is just the imagination of the author. The medical treatment in the story may be inaccurate, inaccurate, and completely inconsistent with reality. The author must apologize here****

“Bang!!” A loud sound that could stop everything. Even someone's breath

Everything in the surrounding area stood still for a moment, but a figure fell to the law of gravity and a thick red liquid flowed beneath it. It was as if the body was supported by a bright velvet carpet. His eyes slowly closed and he could no longer recognize anything.

After a moment, the surrounding people began to move. Tightening the circle, approaching the body lying in a pool of blood, but no one dared to touch it. Or offer any help, but stand around the body as if mourning for the last time.

“Wee wow, wee wow, wee wow,” the ambulance sirens sounded before the vehicle came to a stop nearby. The car door opened and officers with equipment rushed to help immediately. People began to break out of their way and spread away from the figure. There must have been a conscious person who would have called an ambulance.

The body was moved from the scene of the accident towards the hospital. At the scene, police officers came to investigate and track down the perpetrators.

“The patient was in shock because of a lot of blood loss. Couldn't detect a pulse.” The doctor and nurse on the ambulance checked the condition so the assistant could record the treatment. Meanwhile, two other officers were connecting ventilators and installing life-saving equipment.

“Tit...tit...tit...tit....” The sound of the vital signs and heart rate monitor sounded after officials had installed the temporary equipment on the ambulance to the injured person. The number now displayed on the monitor indicates a very high risk of death.

“Contact the operating room and inform Dr. Pawin as well. The patient had no evidence at all. So check your blood type and notify the blood bank immediately!!” The bus doctor quickly gave orders to the assistant nurse, who was also giving first aid to the injured person. One official did it.

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The injured person had lost a lot of blood and there was little time for help. With every second that passed, this body had a chance of dying at any time.

"Tid....Tid....Tid...Tiddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd" already

“Pacemaker!!” the doctor shouted loudly. Every effort was made to preserve this body's life. Even though it wasn't far to reach the hospital.

“Come back,” the doctor whispered into the figure's ear and proceeded to stimulate the heart.

"Doctor, Dr. Phawin has been off duty since last night. Today is also a teacher's holiday, but the staff is contacting Dr. Phawin's personal number for you."

“Definitely not in time. Is there anyone on duty on the surgical ward?”

“There is Dr. Phutthipong and Dr. Witthaya.”

“Then contact Dr. Puttipong.” The assistant nurse simply nodded and contacted Dr. Puttipong immediately.

“Tit...tit...tit...” After defibrillating the heart, vital signs finally returned. An ambulance arrived at the hospital and the injured patient was moved into the operating room without delay.

“Please leave it to me, Doctor Phut.”

“With a condition this severe, if I had the surgical skills of Dr. Phawin, there would be no problem. However, I will try my best. You were very good at helping him reach the hospital.” Dr. Putti patted the younger man's shoulder gently. Then he went into the operating room to do his duties.

"Uh..." The tall figure on the bed twisted and turned to dispel the fatigue. But he still didn't open his eyes and his hand flickered towards the person lying next to him. But found only emptiness

“Where have you gone?” The tall man looked around. bedroom but didn't see another person I listened carefully to the sound from the bathroom but couldn't hear anything. Looking at the clock, he realized that it was already almost noon.

“Probably downstairs,” he said to himself. Because I thought that another person was probably preparing lunch in the kitchen. Thinking like that, I grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom to refresh my body. I will go down and find another person who lives in the same house and has lived together for more than ten years.

The tall man finished showering and getting dressed, picked up the phone that was on the bedside table, then walked downstairs, hoping to meet someone else, but there wasn't any.

“Nat” called out to the other party but there was no response. “Nat” tried calling again and it was still the same.

“Where did he go?” I looked all over the house and couldn't find him. So I pressed the phone to call.

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

The sound of a cell phone ringing came from the kitchen. So the tall figure followed the sound and found a cell phone with a name on it. His number and picture were displayed on the screen.

“I won't tell you where you're going. I also forgot to take my phone with me, which is really worth hitting.” Complained another person who forgot to leave his phone in the kitchen, thinking that if the other person came back he would give him a spanking. Punishment for causing concern

The tall man picked up the phone that the other person had forgotten about from the kitchen.

“Nat” came out of the kitchen and saw another person standing in front of the door of the house. So he called out.

But it seems that the person being called looks strange, doesn't answer, and also looks a bit absent-minded. The tall figure walked closer.

“Nat” called his name and gently shook his arm.

“Ah! Brother Win,” the person who was absent-minded was startled.

“Is something wrong? Why is your face so pale?” he asked, placing his hand on the other person's forehead. "There's no fever." He lowered his hand and gently rubbed his cheek. His eyes looked up with concern.

"You'd better go sit down and rest." Win took Nut's hand and led her to the living room of the house. As they held hands, Win could feel Nut's palm being cold, as if the other person had just come out of the cold room. When you touch another part of your hand, it feels just as cool.

Nat's face was pale and bloodless, and his body was cold, in stark contrast to the temperature of the air outside.

"Nut, what's wrong? Please tell me."

"No, Brother Winnat, it's nothing."

“Then why is your face so pale and cold? What have you done?” Win continued to ask.

"Nat just went out to buy some stuff at the supermarket in front of the alley."

“Go out and buy something, hm? Where is it and why didn't Nat wake me up? I'll go out and be friends." Win gently rubbed Nat's head.

“Nat was going to make lunch for P'Win, but there was no fresh food in the refrigerator, so Nut went out to buy some. But I haven't bought nuts yet, so I'll go back first.”

“Oh, why?”

“Well, at the front of the alley, someone was shooting. It seemed like it happened very close to Nut. P'Win was so close that it looked like Nut was the one who got shot. Just like that, the floor next to Nut was covered in blood all over. So Nut was afraid so I came back first."

“Huh!? What do you say!? And what's wrong with Nut? Are you injured anywhere?” Win asked in shock, examining Nat's body, afraid that another person would also be caught in the crossfire.

“Nat is fine. I'm just shocked. How did I get back home? Nat didn't know yet. I only realized it when P'Win came to shake Nat's arm."

"Oh, I'm here, darling." Win pulled the other person in for a comforting hug. He rubbed his head and back to relieve his fear. Is this the source of Nut's pale face and cold body?

“Nat, this cannot be used at all. I have a lover who is a doctor. But when I saw the blood, I got scared. I can't help anyone." He cut himself off and buried his face in Win's chest.

"Don't think of yourself like that. People aren't perfect in every way, Nath. I'm afraid of blood and not being able to help the injured. It's okay. It's better to be a doctor like you. It's better to be a doctor like you," reassured the person inside. The embrace rocked back and forth like a lullaby.

“That person will definitely be sent to P'Win's hospital.”

"Um...if there's anything at the hospital, I'll call you."

"Are you hungry yet?" Nat said, changing the subject. Because the more he talked about what happened, the more afraid he became.

“I'm starting to get hungry, but Nat didn't buy anything here. So, let's go out to eat, shall we?”

"Alright." Nat nodded in response.

"Then wait a moment. I'll go get the car keys first." After saying that, Win walked out of there and went up to get the car keys and wallet in the bedroom.

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

The phone on the table rang. Nut looked and saw it was a hospital number calling Win's machine. It seems that this time, I probably won't be going out to eat, but I will have to shift my focus from a restaurant to a hospital instead.

“P'Win, please call me,” Nat shouted to Win, who was walking toward him.

"Huh?" Win looked at the number displayed on the screen. Take turns looking at Nat's face. before pressing to answer the phone

“Pawin said.”

"Hello, Dr. Doctor. Right now the hospital is in urgent need of help from Dr.." The other end of the line immediately stated the purpose of the call so as not to waste time.

“Is this about the injured person who was shot?”

"Yes, doctor. How do you know?"

“Oh, my wife told me about it. He was also present in the incident. How is the injured person's condition right now?" Win asked further in order to be able to give advice while he traveled to the hospital.

“Right now, I still can't cut out the bullet head because the blood keeps flowing from the wound to the point where I can't see anything. My blood pressure is high. My heart has stopped beating twice. I'm currently using a pacemaker before I come to the hospital. The nurse's heart stopped once, but the pumps were restored and the patient's heart stopped three times in total.” The operating room nurse explained the patient's condition to Win.

“I will be at the hospital in ten minutes. But in the meantime, don't hang up yet.”

“Yes, Master.”

“200 volts, clear!!” While talking with the operating room nurse, I heard the voice of Dr. Putthi who was treating the injured person come into the line.

“Ugh!” Nut's body suddenly twitched and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

“Nat! What's wrong?" Vin asked in a sultry voice. Nat began to have abnormal symptoms and the injured person was waiting for him in the operating room again. Why is it this chaotic?

“Nat, it's okay. Brother Win, hurry up and help that person. It'll be better if you lie down for a bit." Nat replied softly.

“Then get some sleep. Don't think too much. I promise I'll help you. Nat will not have to think about this incident again.” His voice was gentle. With the palm of your hand stroking your head It helped Nat relieve some of his worries. Win thinks that Nat's condition comes from fear combined with stress, causing it to manifest physically. So he let Nat rest and himself immediately drove himself to the hospital.

“How are you, Dr. Phut? Dr. Wit” Win who arrived at the hospital and changed clothes. Walked in and asked the two surgeons.

At first, the doctor who performed the surgery in this case was Dr. Puttipong, but after the patient's heart stopped working the first time after entering the operating room, Dr. Witthaya came to help. Because from the looks of it, this case must be very serious and right now it still takes some time to heal and if you leave it on for any longer, the injured person will definitely not be able to endure the poison from his wounds.

“The blood pressure is still high and the blood has not stopped flowing. I can't see the mouth of the wound at all,” Dr. Putthi replied.

“I can tell you in one word that it's heavy, Professor Win,” Dr. Wit added.

"I'll take the baton myself," Win said, then switched places with Dr. Putti.

"Doctor, the blood type is the same as the patient's. Our blood bank is out of stock. We are now contacting a nearby hospital to request it." The operating room nurse reported to the doctor.

“What about the relatives of the injured person? We probably can't wait for blood from other hospitals. If blood is lacking like this Plus, the blood hasn't stopped yet. There might need to be a direct blood transfusion if there's an emergency.” Win asked the nurse and explained the most likely treatment method at the moment.

“Well… right now we don't even know who the injured person is because there is no evidence of his identity at all. So I still can't contact my relatives,” Dr. Putthi replied.

“Then that's bad,” Win said in a quiet voice in his head as he thought about what to do. “Don't you have a cell phone?” Win asked.

“No,” Dr. Putthi answered again. Shaking his head at Dr. Win, truly helpless.

“Anyway, we have to do the best we can,” Win told the two doctors and every nurse in the room. Everyone nodded in acceptance of the win, turning their eyes away from the wound to look at the injured person's face. to send encouragement “Let's fight together…. Yes.” But before he could finish speaking, he had to stop. When he saw the face of the injured person in full view

"Teacher Win, what's wrong?" Dr. Putthi saw Win silent and asked.

“That's not true, that's impossible.” Win didn't answer, but spoke as if he was delirious.

“Is something wrong, Master Win?” Dr. Putti asked again.

“May I see the injured person's belongings?”

“Yes,” the nurse agreed and picked up a plastic bag containing the injured person's bloodstained clothes for Windu.

“Teacher, do you know the injured person?” This time it was Dr. Wit who asked.

“Here, Master Win, the injured person has nothing with him except the clothes he wears. with the money in his pocket.” The nurse handed him a plastic bag. Win received it with trembling hands. In my head there is only the word 'It's not true, it's impossible', the loop repeats over and over like that.

“Thump!” The plastic bag in Win's hand fell to the ground as soon as Win saw what was in the bag. But Win wasn't interested in picking it up.

“Please give me a cotton swab soaked in saline,” Win asked the nurse in charge of the equipment.

“Here, Master Win.” The nurse handed Win what he wanted. The entire room fell silent and everyone waited to see what Win would do.

Win took a cotton swab soaked in saline and washed the wound and wiped away the blood stains on his side to prove some truths that even he didn't want to believe. And there is still the word 'It's not true, it's impossible' floats in my head.

After wiping the area clean, what appeared before Win's eyes made his previously stable legs tremble. Loss of strength, red birthmark about the size of a ten dollar coin on the side. Contrasting with the white and smooth skin is the most prominent feature of this person. And with over ten years of living together, there isn't a point in this person that Win can't remember.

He's just not sure what happened. Why is a person who should be resting at home now lying on the operating bed in this room? What happened before he came to this hospital?

“Nut”

The entire room fell into silence. There was no movement, everyone just remained silent, waiting for an answer from the only doctor in the operating room.

“Teacher Win.” And then the operating room nurse broke the silence when she saw that her Teacher Win was still standing there, unmoving, but her eyes were staring at the injured person without losing sight of the expression in her eyes. It was filled with various feelings, including dazed, confused, shocked and worried.

"Teacher," Dr. Putti called again and lightly touched Win's upper arm to feel it.

“Ah! Yes.” Win seemed to come out of his own thoughts and answered.

"Teacher, do you know the injured person?"

“Yes, I know, I know very well,” Win replied softly.

"Very good. Who is he? And Master, can you contact his relatives?" Doctor Phut seemed to see a bright way that would allow the injured person to survive and immediately asked Win.

"It's my boyfriend and he's an orphan with no relatives anywhere," Win answered quietly.

“Huh!” The entire room exclaimed in unison after hearing Win's answer, who didn't know what was shocking first. Among the injured was Win's girlfriend, whom he often talked about. As the wife and the story that Nat was an orphan with no relatives This makes finding replacement blood even more difficult. You must wait for blood from the hospital you contact only.

“Is this the wife that Professor Win often talks about?” the same nurse asked again to be sure.

"Yes," Win answered shortly.

“So...so...and when I called the teacher and the teacher said that the teacher's wife was also in the situation, what did that mean?” the person who asked stammered, looked around the room and rubbed his arm. I feel goosebumps and the air is strangely cooler.

“I'm still confused until now about what happened at my house. Even though I talked to Nat before coming out here, it turned out that... The injured person that I have to heal is my own lover.” Win replied with a not-so-good voice but he still didn't stop helping to save his own soul.

“Teacher Win, how can you be sure that this person is really Teacher's girlfriend and not just a lookalike? Or are they just similar?” Dr. Wit asked curiously because the story sounded a bit unbelievable and supernatural.

“Are you sure? Nut has a red birthmark on his right side,” he replied, rubbing his rubber-gloved hand over the red birthmark that stood out against the skin of the person lying still. “And another thing is that the clothes in this bag are clothes. Same with the nuts I found at home wearing today. And most importantly, I will never remember the person I love the most. I have been with Nat for half my life.

I definitely don't remember it wrong.”

As Win talked about the injured person with eyes filled with affection, an invisible hand reached out and held Win's hand tightly without anyone seeing. Even Win himself couldn't see or feel the touch at all.

“Doctor! Khun Nat's blood pressure has returned to normal. The blood has stopped flowing,” the nurse standing in front of the monitor said to Win with excitement.

“Wow, the power of love is really strong. Ajarn Win,” Dr. Wit said teasingly, causing the atmosphere to relieve some of the tension, but he still couldn't trust anything. Because the bullet head had not yet been removed from Nat's body and there were other supernatural things happening.

If what was encountered earlier was Nat's soul that had left her body, what would be done to get her soul back into the body? Otherwise, even if the bullet was removed, the surgery went well. But Nat must become the Sleeping Prince. Sleeping and definitely not waking up

"Baby, come back to me." Win bent down and whispered softly in Nat's ear.

"vigorous! Brother Winnat is here. P'Win, can you hear Nat? Huh... P'Win, please help Nat..." The sound of crying and sobbing echoed inside the operating room, but no one heard it at all.

“Creak!” The lead ball that was once embedded in Nat's body was surgically removed by Win and left in a stainless steel tray that the nurse was holding waiting.

“Keep the evidence for me,” Win said, not turning to look at the nurse who was holding a stainless steel tray because she was concentrating on suturing the wound of the person lying motionless on the operating table.

“Yes, Master Win,” he answered and turned back to put the blood-stained lead ball into a ziplock bag to keep as evidence in the search for the culprit.

After a long moment, the operating room door opened. Dr. Phutthipong and Dr. Witthaya walked out first.

"P' Puti, P' Wit, how's the injured person?" The young doctor on the ambulance rushed in to ask the two seniors immediately.

"It's safe," Dr. Putti replied shortly.

“Wow...that's good.” The person in question let out a big sigh of relief that the injured person he had provided initial assistance to and reached the hospital was out of danger. “You guys are good. that can help him This case is very serious. At first I thought in a pessimistic way.”

“The people who are good at it aren't me, it's over there...that person,” he said as he nodded towards the person still standing in the operating room.

“Professor Win?” He raised his eyebrows in confusion because he only knew that Win was off duty and today was a holiday. He didn't think that the hospital's best surgeon professor would appear in the operating room.

"In this case, the two of us really couldn't handle it. It's a good thing the nurse was able to call Master Win."

"But I think that for this case, even if it's more serious than this, Master Win will have to help."

“Yes, I would say so, even if it means saving the life of the injured person and the guard,” the two senior doctors said to each other. It's like secretly teasing the people standing in the operating room even though the situation isn't very good, causing the listeners to be even more confused by what the seniors are saying.

“So, has anyone called the injured person's relatives yet? Do you know who they are? Because he doesn't have anything with him.” The younger doctor continued to ask, even though he was still confused about the matter a moment ago.

“You don't have to call me. His relatives are standing next to the bed.”

"Where are you? I only see Teacher Win," he asked, looking up to look for someone who might be a relative of the injured person.

"It's Master Win," Dr. Wit replied simply. Smiling, holding back a laugh at the confused look on his younger sister's face. I saw it and it was funny.

“Ha! Is the injured person a relative of Master Win?!"

“Ugh, what a shock. What's more shocking is that they're not ordinary relatives.” The more he spoke, the more confused the curious listener became. The old matter hasn't been cleared up yet!

“How are you?”

"Better go get something to eat, Wit." After saying that, Dr. Putti invited Dr. Wit to walk out of the front of the operating room. Leave confused people behind.

"Hoy! Brother Putti, Brother Wit, wait a minute. You can't say anything and run away like this. Wait for me.” Out of curiosity, he quickly ran after the two seniors to get the answer, but whether or not he would get the answer he wanted, I don't know.

Inside the operating room...

“We will move Khun Nat to a room now.

ICU

Teacher Win, please go change your clothes.” The nurse walked up and told Win, who was still standing and staring at the person lying expressionless on the bed, looking around. The body of a person who was once smiling, bright and cheerful, no matter how tired he was, was now tangled with cordage. Plus I still had to put in a breathing tube. Seeing that, Win's expression became even more gloomy.

"P'Win, Nat is here. P'Win, can you hear Nat? P'Win, huh.... P'Win, can you see Nat? Huh...huh..." A subtle figure that no one could see stood with tears flowing down a stream on the edge of the bed opposite where Win was standing.

The surgeon walked out of the operating room quietly without answering the nurse.

After changing clothes, Win decided to go home immediately. Hoping only to meet Nat's delicate body waiting at home.

But who knows that it won't be as he hopes...

"P'Win, Nat's here. P'Win, don't go yet. Nat's here, huh..." Win half walked, half ran out to the car without even hearing the sound calling him behind him.

Nat's transparent body stood looking at Win's car moving away, unable to do anything. Win couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't even feel his touch.

“Nat! Nat.” Win returned home and immediately shouted for his lover. "Nat, can you hear me? Nut, Nut Nut, come out and look for me, good person." But how much did you call? There was no response back.

Win ran up to the second floor, which was the bedroom, while yelling out his lover's name. He opened every room and looked at every corner and couldn't find anything that would indicate that Nat's delicate body was still here. Still waiting for him in this house.

I ran around looking around the house but still couldn't find him. The whole house was silent. The tall surgeon's body slowly collapsed on the floor in the middle of the living room, exhausted. Now everything is dark and I don't know where to start.

Deep within, a thought surfaced.

"Or will Nat be back in his body?" The faint hope in his heart was rekindled. "Yes, Nat will definitely be back in his body because the surgery went well. Just waiting for him to recover."

When he finished encouraging himself, he quickly got up and left the house and drove back to the hospital again.

“Oh, Ajahn Win has just arrived and a policeman has come to see him. Right now I'm waiting in the teacher's room." The nurse hurriedly walked up to him as soon as Win walked into the hospital's patient building.

“Yes,” was the short answer and walked in another direction from the first destination, which was the room.

ICU

But now he has to go to his own room first.

“Grrr”

“Hello, Dr. Phawin,” a voice greeted as soon as Win opened the door to see two men in full police uniforms standing in front of him.

“Hello,” the tall man greeted shortly. Waiting for the person in front of him to continue speaking, he walked over and sat at his own desk. The two police officers also sat down in the chairs in front of their desks.

"Well, we learned from the nurse who attended the doctor's surgery that Mr. Thanat, the victim who was shot, was related to the doctor, so we'd like to ask a few questions."

“Yes, please feel free to ask.”

“Khun Thanat has enemies. Have you been an enemy or had a disagreement with anyone before?”

“No,” Win answered immediately without stopping to think. Because I am sure that a person like Nat will definitely never have a conflict with anyone.

“Are you sure?” said the police officer next to him who seemed to have a higher rank. Ask again

"I'm sure," Win firmly confirmed his original answer.

"What if it's a case of adultery?"

“Huh?” The audience frowned as soon as they heard the question. "If you all know that Nut and I are related, then you should know, right? What kind of relationship do Nut and I have? This matter can be ruled out," the surgeon asked in a hushed tone. will be irritated Not very satisfied with the question

“I know, I'm just asking just in case. Now we have caught the perpetrator and the officers are interrogating him,” the old police officer replied without even caring about the room owner's mood.

“Yes, do you guys have anything else to ask me? If you don't have one, I'll excuse myself first.” Win also didn't care to listen to what the person in uniform in front of him had to say next. Right now his mind was drifting to the person resting in the room.

ICU

already

"No longer available. If there is anything more, I will contact you again."

“Inspector,” the police officer who followed called out to his supervisor before walking out of Win's doctor's room while whispering something to the inspector in charge of the case.

“Professor Doctor.” After listening to the subordinate's report, he immediately turned fully to Win.

"yes"

“From the criminal's confession This case seems to be an anonymous crime.”

“What do you mean?” Win stood up to his full height and walked over and asked in a slightly angry tone. What was this all about? Shooting people without specifying a target, and the victim being his lover who was right at the scene of the crime? What a bummer!

“It is like this. From interrogating the culprit and investigating his history, it was learned that the culprit had committed the murder of a lover before out of jealousy and after that he became delirious and had to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital.”

“A psychiatric hospital?”

“Yes, but I just left not long ago and came to cause this incident.”

“And like this, if it is discovered that he is still a mental patient, then we cannot take legal action against him?” Win's previously calm mood became more angry, his hands clenching tightly. It was like he was venting the frustration in his chest. and refrain from exploding violent emotions at the same time

“Yes,” the inspector answered shortly.

"And like this, who will be responsible? If something happens to my girlfriend, who will be responsible! The criminal does not go unpunished. I just went into the hospital and when the doctor diagnosed me that I was cured, I came out. And keep repeating this kind of thing over and over again?”

“But Professor Win can claim medical expenses from the criminal's relatives.”

"Money is not a problem for me, Inspector. I just want the criminal to be punished."

“But the law...”

“Yes, I understand. And I think that this shooting probably wasn't completely incognito.” Win turned his back on the inspector and walked back and sat still. At the desk as usual

“What do you mean by that?” asked the inspector, raising his eyebrows suspiciously.

“If I have to guess. Nat probably has a body shape or appearance similar to the lover of the criminal who was murdered. The inspector will probably have to find some old photos and compare them with Nat's appearance to see if my assumption is true or not."

“What makes the teacher think like that?”

“Psychiatric patients often have deep feelings. I am a doctor, although I am not a doctor directly in the field of psychiatry, but I understand the nature of these types of patients well. Treatment, if not treated, will make the deep feelings disappear. You have to press on that matter. Keep it in a very deep place. When that happens, when you come across something that makes you think of something you don't want to think about.

Those things that are buried in your heart will come back.”

“Like this.” The inspector nodded in understanding.

“But another thing that I wonder about is the issue of weapons. Where did the criminals get the firearms from? And has he ever met Nat before causing the crime? You can say I'm overthinking it because everything is like planning beforehand and then taking action." time

“I don't think I've ever seen it before. Huh!” A voice came from Win's desk. This was followed by a slight sob, but no one heard it. The person who spoke sat on the table with his arms crossed and his face buried on both knees.

“I will investigate this matter again. Today, I am very grateful to the doctor for his cooperation. I'll excuse myself first.” The door to the office opened and closed as the two police officers walked out of Win's office, leaving only the owner of the room still sitting in the same place.

“Nat” when he realized what he was doing earlier, he immediately got up and walked straight to the ICU room where Nat was staying.

Win walked closer to Nat's bed. Dragging up a chair, he sat down next to the bed and held a thin hand up to his cheek.

"If Nat doesn't wake up tomorrow, I'll be upset."

“P'Win can't be angry at Nat! Nat doesn't know how Nat will get back into her body. P'Winnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn Because I really don't know how to return to my own body.

But then the body lying still on the bed suddenly jerked. The body struggles hard. The thin hand Win held was stiff, the tips of his nails digging into the back of Win's hand until they dug deep into the flesh.

“Nat, nut, nut!” Win tried to call out to the person on the bed and slowly removed Nut's hand from his own. "Nut, don't be a problem, Nut! Is there anyone outside? Come to me," shouted. The ICU nurse was called and it wasn't long before a nurse rushed to approach Nat's bed.

“What happened, Master Win?” he asked as soon as he arrived.

“I don't know yet. Must check first You two, please help me hold Nut. Don't let him move too hard or the wound will tear and it'll be bad."

"Yes," he finished and grabbed Nut so he wouldn't move on either side of the bed.

“Hee hee, P'Win, hee!! P'Win, please help Nat." Nat's delicate body suddenly twitched as well. Her body flickered as if it would disappear. The surroundings became darker until you couldn't see anything.

A huge gust of wind blew around Natsu's body. It was as violent as a whirlwind, sucking Nat's body into a whirlwind. Nausea and vomiting began to attack. Blurry vision, unable to see anything from the already dark surroundings, it became even darker.

“Brother Win, please help Nat!” shouted at the top of his voice as he lost consciousness.

“Nat, nut, nut, wake up! Open your eyes.” Win shook Nat's body to regain consciousness. He tried to wake the small figure on the bed to open his eyes, but the small figure on the bed still had his eyes closed. and writhed and wriggled like that

"Brother Win, Nat is afraid. Please help Nat. Please help Nat!" Tears streamed down the corners of her eyes. A sleepwalker's voice trembled with fear.

"Nat, wake up Nat, don't be like this, I'm not in good spirits." Win tried to call out to his lover again. Tucking your thin body into your arms, a thick hand gently patted your smooth cheek. Because I didn't want to hurt this body.

“Whoa!!” The person in his arms opened his eyes, “Whoa!” His breathing was labored, as if he had run a marathon.

"Nat's awake." He stroked the hair from his forehead that was damp with sweat, kissed it lightly, hugged him tighter.

"P'Win.." Nat called softly.

"Yes," Win answered shortly.

“Nat had a bad dream,” he said softly after looking around and seeing the same situation as before. of the bedroom within your own home

“Yes, Nat had a bad dream. I was so shocked that no matter how much I called, Nat never woke up. I lay there, writhing and writhing, my body tense,” Win told me.

"Huh, Brother Win. Huh..." Nat rushed over and hugged Win tightly. “Nat is afraid...in the dream it was very scary, Brother Win. Nat dreamed that...."and then told Win about his own dream.

"Oh, Kwan, Kwan, I'm here, my good person." Win rubbed his back to comfort him. “It's just a dream. Nothing. Nut probably thought too much and took what happened yesterday into a dream."

“About yesterday?”

"Yes, yesterday Nut went out to buy something and saw a person who had been shot. Nut was shocked and rushed back to the house. After a while the hospital called me to come and help operate on the person who had been shot."

"....." Listening to Win speak, he blinked, trying to review his own memories.

“Do you remember yet?” He smiled a little, holding back his laugh at the expression of the person still in his arms.

“Haha, I remember some of it now,” Win laughed dryly in response.

“Then get up and take a shower so we can go out to eat. It's almost noon." He helped his lover to sit up.

"Ugh, I can't stand up. Brother Win, please hold me." He made himself limp. Stretching out his arms and begging for Win to carry him.

"Hm? Do I have to give you a bath like this?" Win immediately went to scoop up his lover without hesitation. His eyes twinkled and cunningly looked at the person in his arms without batting an eye.

"It's up to Win, it's convenient." He finished and buried his face in Win's chest.

"Hahaha, then I'll give you a bath, good girl." Laughed in a good mood. Then he took the body into the bathroom.

It took quite a while to finish bathing, taking many showers because Win is a doctor and loves cleanliness, having to scrub every nook and cranny. It was a shower that Nut felt used up more energy than crying in that dream.

"Ugh, P'Win is a crazy person >///<"

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It's finished. It ends like this. Hahaha as the title says. Let it be just a dream. Whatever is bad, let it become a dream. ^____^