During an online consultation, the sound of an ECG monitor comes through both my camera and that of the aloof department director. The entire hospital is in an uproar! Are they living together?! To save my younger brother, I'm forced to move into his home so he can monitor my treatment. I thought we would have nothing more than a doctor-patient relationship, but he keeps making advances. Late-night encounters, special permission to enter the operating room, and openly taking my side. "Director Gu, people will get the wrong idea." "Then let them." He adjusts his glasses. "After all, it'll be true sooner or later." Until I discover a photograph from ten years ago in his study. Was this unexpected arrangement of living together really a coincidence, or a trap he had been planning all along?