Time’s up, Wendy takes the needles off, then continues the same massage. “How do you feel, your King?” Wendy finishes and holds him up. The King pauses for a while and feels, “Well, I think I’m getting better now! You are amazing!” Wendy nods happily, “Cool, then we continue the same procedure like ten days, with some medicines, you will be totally recovered, my King!”
“Ok, sounds good.” The King replies then turns to Dan, “Bring me some tea and treats for the Doctor! Hah!” He laughs. So does Dan, he hasn’t seen the King as happy as today. “My King, our Doctor is a young woman, do you think we treat her something else? What do you say?” Dan suggests. The King considers for a while, then nods, “Make sense! We just got a rare red coral bracelet, how about we give to her?”
Dan nods with cheerful, “Hah, My King, you are very good to Doctor Wen! Other Empresses all want this coral bracelet.” Wendy feels shy and flatter, she doesn’t know she can take such a precious gift or not?! Well, it’s not polite to refuse it, so she takes a big bow and thanks, “Thank you, my dear King! I will cherish it!” Later on, the King wants to keep her for a meal. She refuses, “My King, thanks for your consideration. But I must go back to cure Princess Zoe.” Wendy apologizes.
“Oh, that’s a shame. I would like to hear more cool stories from you…” The King feels a little disappointed. “That’s fine, you may tell me some other times. As a doctor, saving people is your duty!” Wendy nods, then steps out. Watching Wendy’s out, Sung and Zhuge come to her at once. “Hey, how’s there? Did my father make you in trouble?” Sung asks with tension. Wendy heaves a sigh of relief, “No, he’s very nice. And he gave me this! Look!” Wendy shows off her new bracelet and smiles.
“That’s good.” Sung heaves a sigh of relief also.
“Did he ask you something else?” Zhuge checks. Wendy shakes her head, “No, he doesn’t suspect of my identity at all.” Zhuge heaves a sigh of relief too, “Well, not bad. Please be careful. The first time I came to him, he asked me about you were Wendy or not?! Then I fooled him somehow. Just be cautious, he’s very smart.” Wendy looks around, whispering, “Let’s go back first.” Sung nods, “Yes, let’s go!” Then they walk towards their carriage.
“It’s not a good time to tell the King right now about Wendy, despite how he adores Wendy a lot. He gets enough pressure from the flood case, the whole country is in chaos. I’m afraid something else will happen again. What do you say?” Zhuge warns. Sung agrees, “Zhuge is correct! Except us, only Daisy and Chen know about this, and what about that Cooper?” Wendy laughs, “No worry about him! He is my best friend!”
“Good. Then we must find some maids to replace Daisy and Chen, just in case!” Sung suggests.
“No need, I trust them! They won’t tell on others.” Wendy says. Sung shakes his head, “No, Wendy, I will send them away. I must, please forgive me. This relates to your life. I won’t take any risk again this time.” So does Zhuge, he agrees with Sung. “Yes, you better listen to Sung this time! If anyone knows this, it will relate to the whole royal palace, even us!” Wendy sighs, “Ok, but Sung is his son, the King won’t punish his dearest family, right?” Wendy checks. She thinks they are too overact. Zhuge sneers, “Compare to his dearest family and the whole country, which one is important, you tell me?” Wendy keeps quiet, their words make sense. He is the King, he can do whatever he wants.
The next day, Sung asks Daisy and Chen to leave. He gives them lots of money, and exhorts them not to tell about Wendy’s stuff. Of course, they don’t want to leave, while, considering Wendy’s life, they agree… Zoe is getting better and better recently, her maids Lin and Jin, say she can move a little by herself, with her fingers. Wendy thinks her nerves start to work, which is good!
Wendy goes to the royal palace every day, to treat the King. Every time she’s there, Sung worries a lot! He can’t say why he feels sorrow, but he smells danger every day. One day, Wendy’s there with Sung, she’s plunging the needles, while Sung is reading the letters from other Ministers. The way of the King’s staring at Wendy, makes him feel eerie. He can’t tell how, but strange! On the contrary, Wendy doesn’t think that much, she just focuses on his disease. On their way back, Sung doesn’t talk, and shows her a donkey face. “Hey, Sung! What’s wrong with you? Why you look so angry?” Wendy asks and pulls his sleeve. Sung lets her hand go and asks in anger, “Why you massaged my father’s head?”
“Oh, I did that for his disease? What’s the problem? I did the same last time for you, remember?” Wendy replies with confused. “Well, It’s not the same. I am your husband, I can ask you to massage everywhere! While, he is my father, your father in law. Don’t you feel it’s too close, you guys?” Sung says, not convinced.
“What are you talking about? Close of what? If we call this close, then how those doctors in the urology would survive?! They touch other’s dicks every day.” Wendy explains with laughing. “Sung, in my hospital, we doctors touch anything, that’s how we treat people! There’s no limit on men or women there.” Sung grabs her hands by disbelief, “What?! Dick?! My god! How, what is your hell hospital?! And how many naked men have you seen before?!” Sung stares at her angrily, as if eating her alive. For people in this world, it is hard to explain to them. “Possibly, at least hundreds of them…” Wendy replies with teasing.
“Gosh, I must be crazy to fall in love with you! What’s wrong with you?” Sung complains, as he is a cuckold. Wendy leans on his shoulder, comforting, “Stop now, Sung. You know my heart.” Sung holds her tighter and orders imperiously, “I don’t allow you to leave, what the hell place you were staying before? How they let a woman treat a man, and see the private part? Crazy you people…”
Wendy gets sad when someone talks about her home, “I always dream to go home.” Sung orders, “Then I must go with you! To see your family.” Wendy sighs, “We can’t…”
“Why not? Is it far? Or you worry they won’t recognize you? They will, silly, you are their daughter.” Sung comforts her back. “I am from a different world, a different space. Do you understand?” Wendy explains. Sung shakes his head and watches her blankly. Wendy continues explains, “If you go there with me, to my world. Then you would be dead there. Cause that’s the future, and we are now in the past, at least 1000 years before!”
Sung can’t imagine this, “1000 years? Are you kidding me?”
Wendy laughs, “No, I’m not kidding. I couldn’t believe this country first when I came here. I know it’s crazy for you, Sung.” Sung thinks for a while, “So you mean your soul came from 1000 years after?” Wendy nods. “Then when Yasmin died? And how you went into her body?” Sung keeps asking.
“I have no idea, your majesty.” Wendy replies, ruminating. “How you forgot? This is very important, then we would know when Yasmin died and how?” Sung talks like a detective. Wendy pushes him to the corner, “Hey, enough. It’s the past.”
“No, no, I must figure this out. The time you came, I was drugged by someone, probably It’s Yasmin! Then you were into her body, so which means someone else’s there, in her body ahead of you!” Sung mumbles. Wendy rolls her eyes, such a stubborn man, she thinks. Sung kisses her lips, feeling happy all of sudden, “But I’m glad you were there, not Yasmin! You are better than her!” He cuddles Wendy then kisses her like fire. Wendy feels hot and desires, their hands touch each other in this running carriage and beneath this rainy grey sky.
“Enough!” Wendy pushes him away, they arrive at home. Sung pouts his mouth and jumps off, “Tic-Tok, too fast!” He takes the umbrella from the driver, then walks in with Wendy, together.