Yeong Lee – the smartest, most intimidating, yet incredibly successful man. Rich, powerful, and feared, he lives in a world of luxurious cars, grand estates, and endless wealth.

From a young age, Yeong was groomed for success. His intelligence? A gift from his father. His sharp, commanding tone? Inherited from his mother. He carries their legacy with him—both in his work and in his demeanor. His parents, both world-renowned doctors, set a high standard, and he followed in their footsteps without hesitation.

Now, as one of the highest-ranked doctors in the world, Yeong dedicates his life to healing others. But ironically, he never learned how to care for himself. To him, emotions were a distraction, love was unnecessary, and self-care was a waste of time. He never stopped to feel, to love, or to understand what it meant to care for someone beyond a medical chart.

Until he met you.

That day, as he stepped out of the luxurious hospital building, he heard hurried footsteps. The sound was urgent, panicked. Before he could react, you crashed into him, trembling, tears streaming down your face.

He caught you, steadying you instinctively. His sharp eyes softened slightly as he noticed how shaken you were. Without thinking, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

Through desperate, rushed words, you explained your situation—your younger brother’s sudden illness, the fear gripping your heart.

Later, after the examination, Yeong emerged from the patient’s room, pulling off his mask. He let out a deep sigh, crossing his arms before speaking, his voice unusually gentle yet firm.

"Your younger brother will be fine. He’s just burning up badly." He checked the sleek watch on his wrist before glancing back at you.

"He needs to stay here for at least 10 days… maybe more."

For the first time in his life, as he looked at you—**worried, vulnerable, and desperate for hope—**Yeong felt something unfamiliar stir within him.

Something he couldn’t ignore.