Chapter 463

Name:Theatrical Regression Life Author:
Episode 463

Somehow, after Jang Seo-ah stopped crying and heard the survivors’ bruised worries, Lee Jae-heon was able to be free. Jaeheon Lee’s house barely regained peace.

And when several survivors gathered, Ha Seong-yoon exploded a new bomb.

“So who is this senseless person who brings a flower pot into a patient’s room?”

“...Did you see it?”

“I think it would be even stranger if that big thing was left out in the open in the hospital room and you didn’t see it.”

Ha Seong-yoon was a doctor who received a nursing request directly from Lee Jae-hyung, not Lee Jae-heon. He probably knew that he was close to Lee Jae-heon and nominated him on purpose, but he couldn’t have chosen the person to entrust his family’s treatment to. Even though it may seem like I was haphazardly requested based on a friendship rather than a close relationship, I went through all the procedures.

Therefore, when Lee Jae-heon was hospitalized at Hankuk University Hospital, I saw him separately in the hospital room. Recently, work at the hospital has become busy and it is difficult to go out, so I was planning to see Lee Jae-heon a little later, but I ended up going to visit him at the request of his family member Lee Jae-hyung. Even in someone else’s hospital.

“I was nervous at the time, so I looked around Jaeheon Lee’s hospital room and checked everything. “It’s easy to see if it’s a large flower pot that isn’t particularly hidden.”

“Uh... flower pot...”

Kwon Yeon-hee, who proudly entered Lee Jae-heon’s house after work, blinked. The reaction was that there was something about it that made me feel uncomfortable.

“Do you usually give flower pots as gifts for visiting patients?”

“It can’t be. Usually it would be a bouquet of flowers. “Or put some flowers in a vase.”

“huh.”

Garam Yoon intervened in the conversation between Ha Seong-yoon and Kwon Yeon-hee.

“I once heard that giving a flower pot when visiting a patient means that you will not get better for the rest of your life. “I said it seemed like it meant putting down roots and living in the hospital.”

“What the.”

Seeing Kwon Yeon-hee’s disgusted appearance, Woo Soo-young asked cautiously.

“That teacher. Do you even remember what kind of flower pot it was?”

“I remember. “Are you trying to look up the language of flowers?”

“I would be worried if the flower pot was given with a really bad meaning.”

“Maybe...”

Lee Jae-heon voluntarily confessed as Ha Seong-yoon narrowed his eyes and searched for memories.

“Chrysanthemum.”

“....”

“I think it was....”

The atmosphere calmed down at Lee Jae-heon’s words.

Those who know more about flowers here are Kwon Yeon-hee, who often visits the flower shop, and Woo Joo-young, who pays close attention to detail. Everyone knew the uses of the most popular chrysanthemum, even if it was only Garam Yoon, the owner of a flower shop. Don’t you usually see white chrysanthemums at funerals?

Ha Seong-yoon, who was sitting in the chair next to the bed, opened his eyes and asked.

“...Was that a chrysanthemum?”

“I guess our doctor doesn’t know much about flowers.”

“No, even I know chrysanthemums. “It’s just that it was my first time seeing red chrysanthemums, so the name didn’t immediately come to mind.”

Kang Min-ah asked Ha Seong-yoon’s words back.

“Red?”

“Yes, the color itself is strong, so I remember that one thing correctly. It wasn’t even a small country that was commonly grown in pots. “I only remember it in detail now, but it was a flower pot with only the color changed from the chrysanthemums used to express condolences.”

“Chrysanthemums were also red... So maybe it didn’t have a bad meaning. “It’s still strange, though.”

It was not unusual for the language of flowers to vary depending on the color and number of the same flower. At first, since it was a combination of a flower pot and a chrysanthemum, I thought it meant that I should be locked in a hospital room and die, but it may not have been that bad. Kang Min-ah looked towards Yoon Garam.

Yoon Garam, who realized the meaning of that gaze, made an embarrassed expression.

“Are you asking about the language of flowers?”

“Yes, do you know?”

“I know, but...”

“...is this flower language with a bad meaning?”

“No, that won’t be the case. maybe?”

“yes?”

Garam Yoon’s expression was truly ambiguous. As the survivors’ attention was focused on the fact that they did not know how to explain this, they caught a glimpse of Lee Jae-heon and Ha Seong-yoon and cautiously opened their mouths.

“Usually red flowers are mainly used as a way to confess love, perhaps because of their intense color. If I remember correctly, it was probably ‘I love you.’”

“I think it was a good thing you left the hospital. “If you were still hospitalized, I don’t know what kind of unidentified gift I would give you.”

“It’s not like I received any cursed item, and I’m so disgusted with it.”

At the explicit reaction, Jaeheon Lee giggled and laughed frivolously, as if he was watching a fun program. Jeong In-ho asked, frowning as if he was tired of that sight or as if he was asking if he was out of his mind.

“...Are you laughing now? “You didn’t go crazy after getting hit on the head, right?”

“No, whatever.”

Lee Jae-heon smiled and answered.

“It’s because it’s cute how worried you are.”

“....”

“....”

“....”

“...Aissi.”

Jaeheon Lee covered his mouth with his hand as the silence returned. He looked back at Jeong In-ho. Jeong In-ho also saw him. Lee Jae-heon looked at me with a pitch-black gaze as if he couldn’t believe it, and with a straight face, he added,

“It was a mistake.”

“...yes.”

“Forget it.”

“...yes.”

“I told you to forget it.”

It was good that it was linked to the ghost police, but the problem was that the personality from that time often came out in this way. The old manager doesn’t know how to play pranks like this. It seemed to be in a similar vein to how I couldn’t hide the twisted common sense of my previous life in the early side world that reminded me of my past life.

In any case, neither of them were the type of person that Jaeheon Lee would welcome.

‘I’m glad I laid the groundbait in advance.’

I have a story to tell to Ha Seong-yoon, so I will sort it out when we are alone. About Lee Jae-heon’s change of mind and the reason why his personality became unusually lighter. Lee Jae-heon’s mental strength was too great to do anything more than that.

Kwon Yeon-hee sneakily approached Lee Jae-heon, who was trying to calm him down.

“I’m the manager....”

“What is it?”

“Are we cute?”

“Crazy what?”

“Is it cute?”

“What is this crazy hamster talking about!”

For a moment, I thought it was Yoo Hye-yeon from a past life.

That overly self-conscious bastard. Whenever he gets a chance, he shows off his talent and asks, ‘Aren’t I cute? Even if it’s like this? ‘Even if it’s like this?’ he said he did all kinds of things. He was even so persistent that he didn’t even back down unless he responded, ‘Oh, that’s cute.’ I could feel the spirit of that time in the hamster in front of me.

Why is everyone showing off their madness in such an insignificant place?

“Go away. “How can a grown adult be cute?”

“For that matter, aren’t they calling us a pretty cute word? Hamster chick soft....”

“It gives me goosebumps to hear such cute words come out of Jeong In-ho’s mouth. “Go there.”

“You keep a straight face at times like this? Why did you call us that?”

Woo Joo-young sneakily joined Lee Jae-heon and Jung In-ho’s conversation.

“Hey, by the way, do the police know about this? “The manager got robbed.”

“Even if I say it....”

Lee Jae-heon continued, frowning.

“I told you in advance. “To both Hong Kyung-jun and Kim Yeon-woo.”

“Still, I feel a little bad because you always seem to be missing from meetings.”

“Still, I have to meet Detective Hong Gyeong-jun soon.”

“...I’m not calling you, but I have ‘business’ to meet you?”

Lee Jae-heon nodded coolly to Woo Joo-young, whose shoulders were stiff, perhaps because he sensed something ominous.

“I made an appointment a while ago. I decided to ask the detective to interview me as a reference.”

“Why are you saying that with such a pleasant face?”

(Continued in the next part)