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“No, we’re short on potions on our end as well. I don’t even know if our reserves will last a month. Our patients are children, so we’re even more desperate. Do you have any idea how fragile children’s skin is? No, hiding them? Why would you say it like that?”
Kim Siran, director of the RCC Foundation Children’s Hospital, snapped furiously at the person on the other end before hanging up.
“This is absolutely ridiculous!”
Still fuming, she shoved her phone into the pocket of her white coat.
It had already been ten years since the Great Cataclysm.
Dungeon byproducts had long since seeped deeply into everyday life, and potions had become practically indispensable for treating injuries and performing surgery.
However, because there was still so much unknown about dungeons and the System, people were unable to respond calmly in times of crisis like this and were instead running around in confusion.
She slammed the door to the director’s office shut in irritation.
She understood that things were urgent everywhere, but to suspect a hospital full of sick children?
As she stepped inside, eyes narrowed sharply in anger, something out of place suddenly entered her view.
Five delivery boxes were sitting on her desk. The strange thing was, there were no shipping labels attached to them.
Delivery boxes just sitting there, with no address written anywhere.
‘Where did these come from?’
She was about to ask her secretary where they had come from, but then she shrugged. Surely it was nothing serious.
Kim Siran listlessly tore open one of the boxes, then let out the words like a groan.
“What is this?”
Inside were things she had never expected.
They were syrup bottles, the kind children might drink from.
“Hm? Huh?!”
When she lifted the box packed full of syrup bottles, a palm-sized sheet of paper fluttered down.
On the paper were crooked letters that looked as though a child had written them.
[I am Santa.
I give presents to good people.
Kind doctor.
Please heal the children with these potions.
—Santa G]
At the cute handwriting and the contents of the note, she let out a hollow laugh.
‘Did one of our child patients see the news and leave this here?’
With articles about the potion shortage pouring out from every direction, perhaps they had grown worried.
“Oh my, they brought so many.”
She moved the delivery box full of syrup off to one side.
Such children’s medicine would be of no use, but the anger that had flared up in her heart settled warmly for a moment.
“I’ll let it slide that you snuck in here, since your heart is so pretty.”
But what was she supposed to do with all this?
Had they put water in them? There was something inside the bottles, at least……
She picked up one syrup bottle.
Although she was only F-rank, she was also an Awakened. When she absentmindedly checked the information window, a pop-up really did appear.
[Excellent Strawberry-Flavored Syrup©]
Restores external injuries and stamina.
“……Huh?”
Kim Siran’s mouth fell open. Even after she blinked several times, the information window did not disappear.
“Really……?”
Startled, she hurriedly tore open every delivery box.
They were all potions.
Because the syrup bottles were small, the boxes themselves were not large, but the amount inside was tremendous.
As she checked the syrup bottles one by one, she clapped a hand over her mouth just as she was about to scream.
“All of them?!”
They were donating all this in a time like this? She could hardly believe it even while seeing it with her own eyes.
What was even harder to believe was what she discovered afterward.
It happened while she was examining the note to see if the donor had left anything else.
On the back of the note was the emblem of Hyeonak.
“Hyeonak……?!”
That Hyeonak had donated all of this?!
That guild notorious for looking after no one’s interests but their own?
In truth, because their image of being rude and insufferable was so deeply entrenched, they were in the strange position of being criticized for putting on a show if they donated, and criticized for not donating if they didn’t.
But since they were in such a different field from Kim Siran, she had always thought there must be a reason they were criticized that much.
“Hyeonaaaak!!”
When Kim Siran let out a piercing scream, the head nurse who had been passing outside hurriedly opened the director’s office door and came in.
“……Director? Are you all right?”
Seeing the director standing there with both arms raised, her hands full of syrup bottles, the head nurse was briefly at a loss for words.
Why had someone so young for a hospital director suddenly gone mad……?
The head nurse gathered herself and asked.
“What is all this……?”
Kim Siran answered with a flushed face.
“Potions.”
“Pardon?”
The head nurse asked back with a blank expression.
“Po, potions?”
The head nurse, too, looked as though she could not believe it.
Kim Siran nodded as if she fully understood. It was only natural.
“All of these are potions, so please move them to the pharmacy first. Notify the hospital that potions have arrived…… Ah, this isn’t the time for this.”
Just as she was about to move with the head nurse, she picked up her phone and called a reporter.
“Reporter Yun!”
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[Gift Sent by Anonymous Santa—Will the Medical World’s Potion Shortage Ease…… NBC Today Top News]
With concerns growing as the collapse of the Eungwangcho supply chain has made it difficult to obtain potions.
Thanks to an early Christmas gift delivered by Santa, hospitals have been able to ease some of their worries over potion supplies.
Reporter Yun Yeseul has the story.
An anonymous Santa has drawn attention by donating potions to hospitals nationwide that are suffering from the potion shortage.
(CCTV footage of mysterious figures in Santa outfits moving delivery boxes)
On the last day of the month, at the director’s office of the RCC Foundation Children’s Hospital.
People dressed as Santa Claus are moving delivery boxes in one after another. Then they hurriedly leave the hospital.
Afterward, the hospital director, who belatedly enters the office, checks the contents of the boxes. Astonishingly, everything inside the boxes was potion in syrup form.
The hospital staff who received the help tried to express their gratitude, but the donor insisted on remaining anonymous.
(CCTV footage of similarly mysterious figures in Santa outfits moving delivery boxes into each hospital)
The anonymous Santa’s gifts have not stopped and have continued day after day. Major hospitals all across the country have received presents.
Now, the medical world is beginning to happily hope that the potion crisis may be entering a period of calm.
*
[Anonymous Santa, Affiliated with H Guild? Every Little Detail Investigation Log ON Air]
[The Potions Sent by Santa Alone Worth Tens of Billions of Won? How Long Will the Wave of Donations Continue……]
[“Santa Turned into Sand.” Testimony from a Nearby Resident……]
[“Santa? I Love Him Too.” ……Even the Minister of Health and Welfare Couldn’t Hold Back a Genuine Laugh]
[(Photo) All Smiles Over the Santa Story, Laughter Blooms for a Moment at Cabinet Meeting]
[(Exclusive) Who Is the Anonymous Santa? Hyeonak: “We Cannot Confirm.”]
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[Title: Who’s the hospital director interviewed in this pic?]
She must have taken good care of herself. It’s not easy to be that pretty at her age.
How would she feel about a guy 20 years younger?
[Comments]
- Heonbung, Heonbung…
- Average Hunter Gallery user.
- For real, let’s quarantine this bastard.
- To think they’re debuting a hospital director who’s almost 50 as Hunter Gallery’s goddess. It really makes you realize all over again how amazing Jjapso is.
Damn, that’s Jjapso-hyung for you.
What does that have to do with Jjapso? lolololol Jjapso mutts’ infiltration is insane, fuck lolololol
Even if you’re a hairy goblin-looking hikikomori concept freak who’s thrown his whole life into the internet, I still love you, Jjapso-hyung!
Isn’t this not worship but just a diss?
- Evidence that distributors are deliberately not releasing Eungwangcho right now http://o.djys.com