Chapter 31 (1/1)

The doctor flashed a light in each of Jiyong’s eyes, watching them dilate against the exposure, “What year is it?”“2014,” The rapper replied aptly.“Good,” The doctor said, cheerfully as he put away the flashlight. He took out a little hammer and began to tap his knees, “What’s your name?”Jiyong’s reflexes responded to each tap, causing his feet to kick with each answer, “Kwon Jiyong or Jiyong Kwon-which ever name goes first in this country.”The doctor nodded, “That would be Jiyong Kwon in America, so you’re correct. Now I want you to touch your nose with one finger on each hand like so.”He touched his own nose with his right index finger then with his left one. This was to test if he was coordination to see if his brain was able to do do a simple task. Jiyong easily copied the movement as he rolled his eyes in exasperation, “Are we done now? I think I’m fine-or do you need me to sing my ABCs too?”“Jiyong, don’t speak to your doctor like that!”Jiyong flinched at his mother’s harsh yell. He apologized to the doctor, causing the other to chuckle, “No need, but you do need to stay here over night to be observed. The way you’re eyes are dilating, you obviously have a small concussion. It’s not anything serious, yet we still need to make sure that your head is fine. I suggest not doing anything strenuous that could damage the brain, so I’ll tell your manager that you’ll be on bed rest for a month at least.”The dragon groaned, “But I still have work to do. My band needs to finish this music video and we’re preparing for a comeback.”Young Hwan put a firm hand on his son’s shoulder, “You heard the doctor, Jiyong. You need rest, so everything is postponed for now. I’m sure your CEO will understand.”Jiyong just rubbed his aching head in response. He was reluctant to listen to the doctor’s orders, but knew he couldn’t go against them unless he wanted to anger his parents. He looked up to see the doctor finish writing his notes down. Luckily, the hospital found a Korean doctor that could speak their language, so there wasn’t any trouble communicating. The leader just found it difficult to rest when everyone knew he was a workaholic; also, what didn’t help the situation was that a certain panda wasn’t there when he woke up. He was overly concerned with what happened to him, and was irritated that he didn’t find him at his bedside. Jiyong was starting to wonder if Seungri cared about him at all, but his parents had told him that he was doing fine with no injuries. He was just currently held up at the police station with Youngbae to give their statements at what had happened. The information did nothing though to alleviate his need to see the maknae. Where the fuck was Seungri?!Much to the other’s chagrin, the doctor took him out of his thoughts, “I’m going to notify the nurse right now to give you pain killers for your headache; otherwise, you are confined to this bed for the night. We shall periodically check up on you every so often to see if you can wake up normally. If all is well the next day, then you will be free to leave, but will still need to rest, any questions?”Everyone shook their head, letting the doctor know that they understood what he had just said. He clicked his mouth feeling satisfied, “Good, Good. I’d best be off then. If you need anything, Jiyong, just press that button near your bed to notify us.”He left the Kwon family with their sulking son. After the doctor left, Gi-ran immediately fussed over Jiyong, “Let’s fluff those pillows now shall we? You need to rest.”“Omma,”The the younger whined. “I don’t need anyone to go crazy over me, I’m fine! I just…”I just want Seungri….“I just want to sleep.”His mother agreed with him, yet was about to sit in one of the chairs by his bedside to keep watch over him. Jiyong saw the action and instantly shook his head, “Please, I just want to be alone for a bit, Omma. You and Appa go and rest at the hotel and get something to eat. I’ll still be here when you get back.”Gi-ran protested, “But-we can’t leave you.”Jiyong’s father saw the pleading look upon his face, and decided to give in. He placed a firm hand on his wife’s shoulder, “Let him rest,