At Cheil Group Hospital
We arrived at Cheil Group Hospital.
The hospital itself was owned by Cheil Group, and since Kwak Jaehyuk was always causing trouble with drugs and whatnot, they had a dedicated medical team just for him.
Famous doctors proficient in every field — including two drug specialists — were conducting a thorough examination on me.
I quietly followed their instructions and let them work, but it felt a little overwhelming.
Out of nowhere, Kwak Jaehui had stormed into the hospital, and on top of that, she hadn't brought her usual nemesis Kwak Jaehyuk but some guy they'd never seen before. The atmosphere inside the hospital was solemn.
They were probably thinking something like this:
Here she was — a woman who'd entered society at a young age and made a name for herself, so busy she'd never even thought about dating men.
She who'd grown even more distant from men, consciously or not, because of Kwak Jaehyuk's behavior — and she'd brought a man for the first time in her life.
And the way they looked at me, their reactions — it was clear something was up. They jumped to conclusions that we were close.
With all that, they examined my body even more aggressively than they had for Kwak Jaehyuk, so it was hard not to feel burdened.
"Let's do an MRI too."
"An MRI...? Is that necessary?"
I was dumbfounded by the sudden suggestion to take an MRI when I'd only come because of the drugs.
"It wouldn't hurt just in case."
Their eyes sparkled, practically begging me to please let them scan me.
"This is the first time Miss has ever brought a man to the hospital because she was worried about him. We'll take full responsibility and examine him thoroughly!"
These people must have suffered quite a bit because of Kwak Jaehyuk too.
They were completely loyal to Kwak Jaehui now. They burned with a firm resolve to find and eliminate any hidden illness or discomfort in my body, all for their young lady.
"Yeah... well..."
I checked Kwak Jaehui's reaction.
She just stood there nodding, as if she found their behavior perfectly reasonable.
Honestly, I'd been thinking of getting a full checkup at the hospital at some point anyway.
Once I got an erection, it took forever to go down, and the same went for ejaculation — it was absurd compared to normal people.
Because of that, Nayeong had insisted I absolutely go to the hospital, but I'd never once gone.
The reason was simple: it never caused any problems in my daily life.
I ate fine, slept fine, had sex fine — so I never felt the need to go out of my way to visit the hospital. I'd just kept putting it off.
But now that I was here because of the drugs anyway, I decided to get a full checkup, including a urological exam.
With that, all the tests finished.
"The drug traces are minimal, so there shouldn't be any addiction issues. However, there could be lingering aftereffects, so if you feel anything strange, please come to the hospital immediately."
The results showed nothing wrong with my body.
Fortunately, the drug Kwak Jaehyuk had secretly slipped me — though lethal — was in such a tiny amount that even if some aftereffects lingered, time would take care of them.
Above all —
"Just a moment."
The doctor glanced at Kwak Jaehui, who was standing behind him with her arms crossed, then leaned in close to me.
In a voice so quiet Kwak Jaehui couldn't possibly hear:
"There's nothing wrong with your testicles. In fact, they're rather... ordinary. But based on what you've told us, the volume is several times higher than average... I think we need to take a sample of your semen and run some tests."
He said they couldn't find anything abnormal about the volume being several times higher, but they were skeptical of my claims. Still, as a doctor, he couldn't just call me a liar.
So he suggested taking a semen sample for testing to be sure, and I readily agreed.
"Are we collecting right now?"
"Well... that is..."
He pulled his face back and glanced at Kwak Jaehui.
The precise examination had already taken quite a while, and he seemed reluctant to make her wait even longer.
"If we need to do it now, let's just get it over with quickly."
"Understood."
When Kwak Jaehui said she'd wait even for that, the doctor led me into a room.
A little while later, a pretty nurse came in.
"What kind of adult videos do you like?"
She cut straight to the chase, holding a remote and turning on the TV as she asked what porn I preferred.
"Uh..."
It had been so long since I'd watched any porn.
Why would I need to watch porn?
At home, I had Nayeong, who was always by my side. I could just fondle her body or have sex to satisfy my endlessly surging sexual desire.
So ever since I regressed, I hadn't watched porn at all.
The nurse, unaware of this, waited patiently with a pleasant smile.
"Japanese, please."
Before my regression, I'd preferred Asian stuff over Western. It probably hadn't changed.
"Okay. Got it."
She flicked her fingers across the remote with practiced ease and started playing a video.
Almost immediately, a woman's moans poured out of the speakers, raw and explicit.
"After you ejaculate, please put the semen in this container and press the call button. That's all."
The nurse left.
I stared blankly at the elongated bottle in my hand, then shifted my gaze to the TV screen.
The actress — pretty enough for her profession — was cradled in a man's arms, letting out soft gasps. An erection came quickly.
But there was a problem.
Having only ever held the top-tier women at the pyramid's peak, the actress's face and body just didn't look that good. I wasn't as aroused as usual.
Still, what could I do?
I wasn't here for pleasure — just to squeeze out some semen.
I sat on the bed, pulled down my pants, and took out my cock.
Then I grabbed it and started jerking off. It felt incredibly awkward — I hadn't done this in so long.
The pleasure was nowhere near what I got from the handjobs Nayeong and the other girls gave me.
I realized all over again just how skilled they were at it.
Tsk...
I kept pumping diligently, but I didn't feel even a hint of climax. I clicked my tongue.
Had I been at it for over five minutes already?
"This is driving me crazy."
Another five minutes passed.
Still no sign of cumming. I was getting frustrated.
Then —
Knock knock.
"Are you still not done?"
The nurse tapped gently on the door and asked.
"Uh... yeah. Looks like it'll take a while."
"It's been ten minutes, though...? Ah... no, okay. Please press the button when you're done."
She sounded flustered for a moment when I said I still wasn't done and might need more time.
"Why won't it come out?"
Had I developed had dysfunction?
No matter how much I stroked, climax felt far away.
Could it be — without a woman, I couldn't even cum by myself anymore?
"Um... is it still far off?"
When there was still no news, the nurse knocked again.
I felt something building up.
If I did anything else right now, this sensation would vanish in an instant. I couldn't bring myself to answer; I just kept moving my hand.
"Can I come in?"
Without waiting for a reply, the nurse opened the door and walked in, finding me furiously working my cock.
Her eyes went wide in shock.
"It's... so big..."
She couldn't tear her gaze away from my erect cock, as if her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
"A- ahem... you' still not done... I'm sorry. I thought something happened since you didn't answer."
She finally turned her flushed face to the side.
"Ah... Nurse."
"Yes...?"
I stopped her as she was about to leave.
"Can you help me out?"
"..."
Maybe the drug hadn't fully worn off yet.
And the nurse's reaction wasn't bad, so I made that crazy request to her.
But she didn't treat me like a lunatic or a pervert. Instead, she quietly closed the door.
In this situation, there were two possibilities.
She was interested in my massive cock.
Or — knowing that I had ties with Kwak Jaehui, the famous granddaughter of Cheil Group, she figured I was from a wealthy family and saw a chance to get something out of me by making a connection.
"How... should I help?"
As if this kind of thing wasn't new to her, the nurse turned off the TV with practiced ease, approached me, and asked carefully.
"I'll leave it to you."
What I really wanted was to tell her to spread her legs and lie down.
"Okay... then."
The nurse knelt before me.
She brought her hands to my throbbing cock.
It was too thick to wrap even both hands around. She gripped it with two hands and started stroking.
Gulp...
As my cock pulsed and leaked precum, the nurse swallowed hard.
"So... how is it...?"
"Not bad. It's good. But... this isn't enough. Could you use your mouth too?"
"My mouth...?"
"Is that not okay?"
"..."
Some women would feel repulsed by performing oral sex on a man — even though they'd expect a man to go down on them
Women willing to do it were actually quite rare.
But men who'd learned about sex through porn always made that stupid assumption — that if they asked, the woman would eagerly suck them off.
This nurse was no different.
She didn't want to suck my cock. But it was me asking.
Who knew when she'd get another chance to suck a chaebol's dick and score points?
Maybe if she played her cards right, some crumbs would fall.
The nurse opened her mouth and took me in.
Just as I thought — she'd rarely or never done this before. She moved awkwardly as she started sucking.
"Nurse."
"Mm...?"
She looked up at me with wide eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"...?"
She wondered about the sudden apology, but soon enough, she understood its meaning.
"Guhk... nghk... kkehck...! S-stop...!"
Because I grabbed her head and started thrusting into her mouth like she was a sex toy.