Meeting the Flirty Nurse Suyeong
As I stepped into the examination room, the nurse approached me with a smile.
"Minhyuk, feeling nervous?"
Her bright energy was so infectious it could light up the whole room.
But I was still full of suspicion toward any woman outside my family.
Even with her approaching so cheerfully and innocently, I couldn't help but eye her warily.
"Ahaha, you seem super close with your family, but I guess it's not like that with every woman, huh?"
When I just stared at her without responding, she laughed awkwardly, then scratched her head, looking flustered by my cold demeanor.
Her bleached blonde hair down to the roots, paired with light makeup, accentuated her subtle beauty. Her breasts, pressed against the clipboard she held, were smaller than Mom's but still impressively large.
For a nurse, her uniform was downright indecent.
Her shortened nurse skirt barely covered her ass, and black sheer garter belt stockings hugged her thick thighs and calves tightly.
She had piercings in her ears, and a glimpse of a tattoo peeked from the slightly open seam of her uniform.
Hmm, looks like a noona who's played around a bit.
Her walk, with her hips swaying deliberately side to side, gave off a bad vibe.
She's definitely going to pounce on me within a week.
Of course, by then, I'd turn the tables and dominate her.
Lost in those thoughts, I followed her until we reached a patient room inside the examination area. Oddly, there were no other patients around.
"Huh? No one's here."
"Of course not. For precise exams, we create the optimal environment by scheduling one patient per floor, once a week, across all seven floors. You're on the 8th floor today, Monday. Tuesday's patient is on the 9th, Wednesday's on the 10th, and so on up to the 14th floor—one per floor."
"Oh, I didn't know that. Thanks for the kind explanation..."
I glanced at her name tag.
The nurse's name was Oh Suyeong.
"...Nurse Suyeong."
"Eww, no. Calling me that feels so gross. Just call me Suyeong noona casually~ We're gonna see each other all week anyway. Let's drop the formalities!"
"Got it... Suyeong noona."
"That's my boy!"
What was I, a dog? 'That's my boy'?
Anyway, to prepare for the physical exam, we headed to the changing room.
"Alright, change into the patient gown here. Your size? Yeah, grab the largest one. You're huge for a guy..."
I pulled a gown from the wardrobe.
Turning to look beside me, Suyeong noona hadn't moved an inch from her spot—she was just standing there, not planning to leave.
"Uh... Suyeong noona?"
"Hm? What?"
"I'm gonna change... could you step out?"
When I asked politely, she suddenly muttered to herself and started scribbling something on her clipboard.
"Hmm... sensitivity to stimuli... very low..."
"...?"
It seemed her job was to set up specific situations, observe my reactions, and log the results.
"...Okay. I'll step out. Change fully and put on the slippers there. Oh, and underwear's in the drawer—gotta swap everything, right?"
"...Yeah."
She jotted down more notes and left the room.
Once she was gone, I scanned the room—no CCTV or hidden cameras in sight.
Only then could I relax and change.
I hated the idea of bodycam phishing or anything like that, so I had to be cautious.
I knew all too well what it felt like to have your weaknesses exploited.
I stripped, folded my clothes neatly into the wardrobe, and opened the drawer. It was full of trunks.
"...All trunks."
Until now, I'd worn stretchy spandex briefs to keep my junior from flopping around in my pants. Only trunks here was a problem.
Hmm... what to do...
One dilemma: how to position my junior in the trunks.
If I tucked it up toward my navel, the loose fit would make a small tent now, but an erection would make it spring up and cling obviously. If I let it hang down, any erection later would create an even more obvious tent.
But right now, it wasn't hard.
"Eh, I can calm it with the national anthem verses one through three if needed... Better than starting off misunderstood."
So I let it hang down and pulled on the trunks. Luckily, the waist fit perfectly—no risk of them slipping off.
I slipped into the standard white patient gown I'd seen plenty of in my past life's hospitals, grabbed my belongings, and stepped out.
Suyeong noona was waiting right outside the door, and as soon as I emerged, she scribbled more notes.
"Hmm... time... average..."
What now? They tracked every little thing?
She wouldn't barge in while I was sleeping for weird tests, right?
With those needless worries, I followed her down the hallway.
The 8th-floor exam area was all stark white, like an insane asylum interior.
"Okay, let's start with the first test. We'll do just this one today, then give you rest time."
"Sounds good. What kind?"
Suyeong noona formed a circle with her right hand, shook it up and down, licked her lips, and grinned.
"Stamina test."
My body froze at that.
What the hell? Stamina test? This wasn't some hentai world.
Was it actually a hentai world?
As I panicked internally, bombarding myself with questions, she suddenly burst out laughing.
"Pfft! Hahaha! Kidding, kidding. What hospital does that?"
Relieved it was a joke, I still found her mischievous side annoying.
"Noona, don't do that."
Straight-faced, she flinched and apologized.
"Ahaha... sorry. Got carried away. Anyway, first test today is a blood draw. Simple."
"...Okay."
I replied curtly on purpose, and she glanced apologetically my way.
"Sorry."
"It's fine. Just don't next time."
"Okay."
She led me back to my room, then fetched blood draw tools from the next room.
"Alright, simple draw today. Stretch out your right arm."
Leaning against the bed, I extended my arm. She expertly jabbed the syringe into the bulging vein on my forearm and drew the blood.
"Lucky your veins show up so well. Most guys' don't."
After filling three vials, she took them to the next room.
While she was gone, I checked my phone. It wasn't even 1 PM yet—seven more hours until family visiting.
As I browsed game videos, Suyeong noona slid open the door and entered.
"Hmm? Whatcha doing?"
"Watching game vids."
"What game? Sports? MOBA? FPS?"
"LoL. Missed yesterday's LCK match."
"Ah..."
Right after I spoke, she pulled out a notepad from somewhere and started writing again.
"Noona, isn't that annoying? Logging every single thing?"
"It's my job. Gotta do it, even if it's a pain."
She sat in the chair by the bed, crossing her legs. Her skirt rode up slightly, revealing black lace panties between her thighs.
I pretended not to notice and focused on the video.
"You good at games?"
"Like 'em. Not great though."
"Everyone says that. What's your rank?"
And just like that, Suyeong noona and I dove into conversation. It stretched on for hours, eventually turning personal.
I learned she actually had a father—a rare case of natural conception through sex between man and woman.
"Mom pursued him hard. Begged him to marry her, said she'd do anything. Dad couldn't say no easily, so they ended up tying the knot."
Like any family with a man, hers was filthy rich.
It didn't make sense for someone like her to work as a nurse, but her mom was a co-founder and director of this men's hospital.
When her husband died young from illness, her mom realized how hard it was for men to get treatment or meds safely.
So she founded the hospital to make it easy and secure for men. The government praised her and provided heavy support.
Suyeong noona had lived lavishly, skipping studies through high school until her mom chewed her out. Reluctantly, she went to college, majored in special nursing, and landed the nurse job here.
Wait, so she had talent but wasted it? Total prodigy.
"Impressive, right? Our family's no joke."
"From a guy's perspective, I'd love to thank your mom."
"For real? Should I call her now?"
"No, no need for that..."
She seemed like the type who'd actually do it, so I waved her off.
"You're the first person who's listened to my personal stuff one-on-one like this."
Her tone turned serious.
"Working here, you deal with guys nonstop. But they look at you like you're trash or freak out. Especially with my vibe—guys and guardians have screamed for a different nurse. You're the first I've done a check-up with so casually."
What? Why's the mood like this? Uncomfortable. Stop.
"Just... yeah."
As she stood, she straightened her clothes and combed her hair with her fingers.
"Alright, I'll go fetch your family. Time's almost 7 already. After they visit, you'll have a light dinner and meds before bed. Sleep solid from 10 PM to 9 AM tomorrow. We drew a lot of blood today, and tomorrow's check-ups will be tough."
She left before I could reply.
Staring at the closed door, I thought to myself.
Man, what a unique person.