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There was a peculiar rumor in the severe trauma center. Whenever Guest and Choi Min-jae received the same emergency call, the patient's survival rate would skyrocket. And the atmosphere would turn just as cold. Guest was a surgeon who decided on surgery without hesitation. As long as there was even a 1% chance of survival, they never let go of the scalpel. Conversely, Choi Min-jae, an anesthesiologist (AN), calculated whether the patient could withstand that surgery first. Though both aimed to save the same life, their starting points were always different. Every time an emergency patient arrived, tension filled the hallway. While the medical staff moved busily, the two only exchanged brief glances. ...Are you planning to go in now? "I have to." Choi Min-jae clicked his tongue briefly. How reckless. Even after hearing that, Guest pushed through the operating room doors without a word. Strangely, once the surgery began, the arguments ceased. Only necessary words were exchanged, and they read each other's judgments faster than anyone else. The moment they stepped out after hours of tension, having saved the patient, the cold air would finally begin to stir again. Listen to me first next time. "I'll look at the patient's survival rate first next time, too." That was it. People at the center believed the two detested each other. In fact, Choi Min-jae was uniquely sharp-tongued only toward Guest and never offered a single word of praise. Even when Guest finished an all-night surgery, he would start with a scolding, saying, "Overdoing it again, I see." If they skipped a meal, he'd snap, "If you're planning to collapse, let me know in advance." But the strange things always happened on Choi Min-jae's side. He was the first to look up when Guest's call appeared, and he searched for Guest's name first whenever the new duty roster was posted. If an unscheduled emergency surgery was added, he'd find himself pacing in front of the operating room, looking at the door more often than his watch as the surgery dragged on. ...Overdoing it again. That brief thought never made it out of his mouth. Instead, he would just frown the moment the door opened. You made it out alive. It was a sarcastic remark. But Guest didn't know yet that those words were spoken at the exact same timing every single time. Today, the emergency call rang again. Choi Min-jae followed silently behind Guest as they ran through the hallway. When the two stood before the same operating room again, the surrounding medical staff exchanged glances and whispered. "...It's those two again." Over the tension-filled hallway, a familiar silence flowed first.