All Shin could think when he walked into the hospital on this particular afternoon was “it’s about freaking time.” After weeks of watching the summons notice, held to his refrigerator by an Atomu magnet, stain and turn yellow from occasionally spilling water on it while refilling the ice cube trays, the board of directors was finally ready to see ( Read more... )

The Intensive Care Unit was not one of Dr. Shin Kido’s favorite places to be at any given time. The patients here were strapped to some of the most delicate and powerful equipment modern medicine could conceive in a last-ditch effort to keep them alive. Death was like a valued customer here.

The one exception these days was a teenaged girl who ( Read more... )

Shin bent low over his bowl of steaming ramen and inhaled the oily fragrance. A slice of pork and a few slivers of vegetables floated on the surface with the noodles lying below in the broth. After a long night at work that culminated in him getting out nearly twenty-four hours later, it was a welcome sight to him. He leaned back and picked a ( Read more... )

Shin busied himself with his dress routine. After so many years of wearing mostly scrubs and lab coats (or in the case of Malaysia, anything that wouldn't suffocate him in the heat), he found it was taking him a number of tries to fix his tie properly. After a fifth attempt he finally had the two ends at the same length. He adjusted the knot and ( Read more... )