Another day has come. It was yet one of those previous stressful days for Kwon JiYong, painstaking and miserable.
He opened his eyes.
"Wonderful sunlight.." He remained laying on his hospital bed.
"Would I live for this entire day?" JiYong asked himself nonchalantly with his eyes fixed at the view which the open window had bestowed, typical morning light that he had learned to appreciate.
"Could I pass this 24-hour-suffering? Again?" He managed to verbalize another question like a cold stereotype. But deep inside.. repeatedly, those questions bombard his head like needles piercing through his cranium. They made his sick self even worse.