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#7. The Meeting
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2026-10-31 14:29:18______________________________________________________________
Referring Facility: Jungsan Hospital Emergency Medical Center
Patient: Choi Seo-wan (born 199X, female)
Purpose: Assessment of psychological and neurological status and possible drug intoxication immediately following the recovery of consciousness
Test Results
Ketamine: Positive in both blood and urine
Norketamine (ketamine metabolite): Detected
Midazolam: 0.12 mg/L (above the upper limit of the therapeutic range)
Benzodiazepine metabolites: Positive
Psychological and Neurological Status
Responsive to stimuli and capable of visual recognition; impaired short-term memory and disorientation to time
Repeated, obsessive statements that she “may have killed someone”
Suspected PTSD, accompanied by flashbacks and sensory re-experiencing
Physical findings: Malnutrition / dehydration / evidence of cuts
Overall Assessment
The patient shows evidence of prolonged, combined administration of a benzodiazepine (midazolam) and a dissociative anesthetic (ketamine), a combination that can cause memory disturbances, emotional blunting, and dissociative symptoms. Although her condition is improving, continued monitoring and specialist treatment are considered necessary for drug dependence and post-traumatic stress responses.
“Midazolam…?”
“And ketamine.”
“Ketamine?”
“It’s a painkiller that can cause hallucinations, distort your sense of time, and make you feel detached from reality.”
“Are you saying I ended up like this because I became addicted to those drugs?”
Jin-woo nodded gravely.
“Someone who could get those drugs easily. Someone you would accept them from without suspicion.”
A face came to Seo-wan’s mind at once.
Seo Min-gyu.
Her lover, her psychiatrist, her treating physician. A man who had been perfection itself.
“He said they were just sleeping pills. Because I couldn’t sleep…”
“It starts with sleeping pills. Then, once you begin to rely on them…”
Jin-woo let out a quiet sigh and paused.
Seeing him look even more distressed than she was, she found herself feeling almost apologetic.
“You know how it works, Seo-wan. We’ve seen so many cases like this.”
“Yes. We have. Was I arrogant enough to think it could never happen to me?”
Seo-wan raised her head and met her reflection in the dressing-table mirror. Slowly, she stood and walked toward it.
Brittle hair. Pale, rough skin. An emaciated body. Lifeless eyes.
And two hands trembling faintly.
She clasped them tightly together, trying to stop the tremor. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“This isn’t… This isn’t me.”
Jin-woo approached her as she stood trembling and crying, then gently turned her to face him.
“This isn’t your fault. I’ll help you. I’ll get you back to who you were.”
“…”
His gentle words always carried strength. They always reassured her.
Gathering her courage, Seo-wan rested her head on his shoulder and sobbed.
With her in his arms, Jin-woo softly patted her back and asked cautiously,
“Seo-wan, tell me what happened between you and Seo Min-gyu.”
***
A gray city. Streets crowded with people in shades of gray.Among them, he remains an observer, watching the street.
He merely goes on living in a tedious world filled with repulsive human beings.
Ironically, he despises people, yet he studies them. Though no one could be more indifferent to the world, he lives his life with diligence.
A caring doctor to his patients. A good boss at work. He wears that tiresomely conscientious mask, going through life pretending to be a decent man.
It was Saturday afternoon, after his last appointment. Min-gyu sat by the window of a café overlooking an intersection, drinking coffee.
Coffee, along with whisky, was his only pleasure in life.
His phone chimed with a text notification, and his expression hardened.
[Doctor, hope you’re having a lovely weekend! You hurt my feelings when you turned me down for a date yesterday. T_T
If you’re done seeing patients, how about a glass of wine tonight? I know a nice wine bar. ^^
It’s such a shame to see you only during appointments~ You can’t turn me down this time. ^^]
“Crazy bitch.”
He muttered the words under his breath, his brow furrowing.
How had she gotten his phone number this time? His disbelief gave way to mounting anger.
Irritated, he deleted the message and blocked her number.
But it would be no use.
She would call the clinic. Failing that, she would show up in person. A leech like her was more than capable of it.
He recoiled at the way she kept pushing further past his boundaries. He knew the habits of people like her all too well.
Only death would put an end to this madness.
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