By Zephyria “Let go of my hand.”
“I’m in so much pain I can’t even walk. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
Choi Won-joon patted the spot next to him. Want to come up and lie down with me? How is it that a patient’s bed is bigger than a regular bed at home? Considering Choi Won-joon’s height and physique, it’s not surprising.
In addition, the hospital room had a separate whirlpool tub and a living room where he could work. A VIP room is good indeed, I was admiring for a moment. Time passed, and it was past midnight, but Choi Won-joon had no intention of letting Lee-eum go.
“Let go. I have to go home.”
As he tried to pull his hand away, he groaned, and as always, he touched his side with his hand. Lee-eum gritted his teeth. At this point, he was starting to doubt if he was really in pain. If he gets stabbed with a knife one more time, he’ll probably ask me to take out his liver and gallbladder.
“Just lie down for a bit. I’ll just hold you.”
“I don’t want to.”
“You need my pheromone, too.”
“What if someone comes in and sees us?”
“No one’s coming. Don’t worry.”
Because he kept pestering him, Lee-eum had no choice but to take off his shoes and lie down next to him. As soon as he got on the bed, he saw Choi Won-joon smiling, and he was speechless. He lay on his side and hugged Lee-eum’s chest. He was about to push him away, but he gave up and just stared at the ceiling, and now he was rubbing his cheek against his shoulder.
“You took a shower? You smell like soap.”
“It’s hot. Move away.”
“Just come as you are next time. I like the smell of your sweat. It turns me on like crazy.”
“Stop talking nonsense and go to sleep.”
Won-joon’s gaze went down. He took a shower at home and wore shorts because it was hot, but he had been glancing at him like a pervert since earlier.
“Are your shorts short?”
“Because they’re shorts.”
“Can I touch your legs?”
“I’ll break your wrist.”
Won-joon stroked Lee-eum’s hair instead of his legs.
“Don’t you have anything you’re curious about regarding me?”
Curious about the intention behind those words, he turned his head and looked at Choi Won-joon. Even though he was lying down wearing a patient gown, he was still handsome. Annoyingly handsome. How great would it be if his mental state was as normal as his face?
“Kim Ji-cheol stabbed President Choi.”
“I know. The police contacted me.”
“The more I think about it, the more strange things there are.”
Won-joon’s hand moved to Lee-eum’s earlobe. Keep going.
“No matter how stupid Kim Ji-cheol is, I can’t understand how he escalated things this far in a situation where he’s at a disadvantage.”
“He must have been angry because he believed I cut off his finger.”
“You said you didn’t cut it off.”
“Yeah, I didn’t cut it off. Kim Ji-cheol just believes that.”
Lee-eum got up halfway and looked down at Choi Won-joon. He didn’t feel any guilt from him. A normal person’s eyes should shake when they lie, but he wasn’t shaken at all.
“How can you lie without batting an eye?”
Choi Won-joon blinked his eyes as if to tease him, so Lee-eum trembled his fist. He was about to stab his eyes out, but he stopped, and Won-joon slyly pulled his shoulder and laid him back down, patting his chest.
Then, he reached up and pressed a button, and all the lights went out, leaving only one orange light in the hospital room, dimly illuminating it. Lee-eum tensed up for no reason.
“Don’t you have anything else to say to me?”
At Choi Won-joon’s question, Lee-eum thought for a moment and answered.
“I’m asking you not to put surveillance on me anymore. I’ll take care of my own work.”
“Okay, I won’t.”
He’s admitting it so easily again. While he was thinking about this and that in his head, he realized that Choi Won-joon had become quiet. He glanced to the side and saw that he had closed his eyes and was sleeping soundly.
Heh, he laughed in disbelief and tried to roll his body out, but he noticed it like a ghost and hugged his waist. Just stay a little longer before you go. Even in his sleep, his whispering voice is affectionate.
Lee-eum had no choice but to give up and close his eyes. Just one hour. Let’s just sleep for one hour and then go. But because of his exhaustion, he fell asleep easily, and he couldn’t open his eyes until the sun rose. It was a long-awaited sweet sleep.
Lee-eum habitually reached his hand up at the sound of murmuring voices. He realized that the structure of the head of the bed was different from his house and was startled and got up. Then, he couldn’t close his mouth at the sight that unfolded before his eyes. Choi Won-joon’s parents were standing there with surprised expressions.
Lee-eum froze like a stone and belatedly shook Choi Won-joon’s arm under the blanket. Wake up. Wake up and fix this situation! Hurry! Choi Won-joon, who didn’t know anything, opened his eyes halfway and hugged Lee-eum with his arm.
“Darling. Sleep more….”
Not only that, but he buried his nose in his thigh and inhaled.
“Mmm, I like the smell of your skin. If I ask you to have sex, you’ll get mad at me,”
Lee-eum blocked Choi Won-joon’s mouth, and his father, Chairman Choi, dropped the cell phone he was holding on the floor with a thud. Choi Won-joon, sensing something strange at the sound, got up groggily and frowned at his family.
“Are you already here?”
Lee-eum, who had come to his senses, hurriedly got off the bed. He hastily pulled down the shirt and shorts that had rolled up while he was sleeping and roughly combed his disheveled hair. Hello…. As soon as he greeted awkwardly, Choi Won-joon’s mother, Madam Lee’s, face lit up. On the other hand, Chairman Choi’s eyes were about to shoot lasers.
“What the hell are you doing? Coming all the way here,”
Madam Lee stepped on Chairman Choi’s shoe with her foot as he was getting angry, maintaining her smile. Lee-eum clearly saw it. Madam Lee was threatening Chairman Choi to shut up with ventriloquism. Leaving Chairman Choi, whose face was red, behind, Madam Lee hurriedly approached and held Lee-eum’s hands tightly.
“I’m sorry. We didn’t know we had a precious guest visiting, and we came early.”
“Ah, no, Madam, I was about to leave right away, but,”
“Oh my, did you hear that, honey? She called me Madam. Don’t you want to hear her call you Father, too?”
Chairman Choi had a seething expression, but he couldn’t say anything, and Lee-eum was flustered and tried to pull his hand away, but she grabbed it again. Before he could send a signal to Choi Won-joon to help him, he had already come to his side and pulled Madam Lee away.
“Stop it. You’re making him uncomfortable.”
Madam Lee barely held back her laughter.
“Oh my, look at him. He’s already taking your side. How admirable. You’re doing well. That’s how the family is peaceful. Just be like your dad. We’re going to go, so continue what you were doing. It’s really nice to see. You look good together. You’re both so handsome, it’s a feast for the eyes. Detective Kim. Then I’ll see you later.”
Unlike the friendly Madam Lee, Chairman Choi kept his mouth shut and glared at his son. As soon as Madam Lee dragged her husband out, Lee-eum’s legs gave way and he slumped down on a chair.
“Wow, I was so surprised.”
Then Won-joon came to his side and stroked his back.
“Are you okay? You came early today. Let’s sleep more.”
Lee-eum raised his head and looked at Choi Won-joon. He acted like he couldn’t even walk yesterday, but he’s walking and moving around just fine on two legs. When he made an unpleasant expression, Choi Won-joon touched his forehead and went to the bed and lay down gently.
“I suddenly got anemia when I got up….”
He gestured for him to come quickly, so in a fit of anger, he covered Choi Won-joon’s face with the blanket. Choi Won-joon took off the blanket and tried to grab his hand, so he quickly avoided him and grabbed his cell phone and car keys.
“Where are you going?”
“Don’t call me. I feel like burying my face in the water and dying.”
The moment he opened the door to leave, Lee-eum was startled. He felt an even greater shock than when he met Choi Won-joon’s parents just now. Director Lee gave his morning greetings, but he couldn’t hear him. Next to Director Lee, his own blood was standing with a crooked expression.
Why is Noona here….
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Kim Malk-eum drank coffee, and Lee-eum was busy looking around. He told her that he had sorted things out, but he was caught being in the hospital room together, so he was ashamed and sorry, and he wanted to hide if there was a rat hole.
“I wondered why Director Lee looked so embarrassed when he saw me. There was a reason.”
Lee-eum couldn’t make any excuses and just rolled his eyes. Seeing that, his Noona subtly asked.
“So, did you sleep well?”
Why is she emphasizing the word ‘sleep’ so much? But he couldn’t complain. He didn’t want to get punched in the face with a fiery fist from the morning. As he kept his mouth shut, his Noona explained the reason why she came here one by one.
“The bastard who stabbed Choi Won-joon even mentioned your name.”
“Me?”
His Noona’s explanation was this. Choi Won-joon stopped Kim Ji-cheol from holding a grudge against Kim Yi-eum and trying to harm him, so Kim Ji-cheol ordered him to stab Choi Won-joon with a knife.
After hearing the story from an acquaintance, his Noona said that she felt sorry for Choi Won-joon. He saved her younger brother, but she treated him carelessly without even knowing that. So she came today to apologize and thank him, and that’s when she ran into him.
Lee-eum thought that the perpetrator’s statement was false. Just looking at the order of events that had happened so far, there were many parts that didn’t make sense. Then, could it be that the person who instigated the perpetrator was not Kim Ji-cheol but Choi Won-joon?
If others heard it, they would say, ‘Where would such a crazy bastard be?’ but Lee-eum was convinced that Choi Won-joon was that crazy bastard.
“You’ll have to be investigated as a witness soon. Don’t feel pressured. Just tell them what you know.”
Lee-eum smiled awkwardly. If I tell them everything I know, Choi Won-joon will go to jail and have plenty of time left over? Kim Ji-cheol will be released, and he will become a victim and receive people’s sympathy, and the sins he committed in the past will become trivial matters.
“Why are you making that face? Is there something bothering you?”
Lee-eum shook his head, saying it was nothing. She was his Noona, whom he trusted and followed more than his father, but he couldn’t honestly tell her. They shared a lot, but he couldn’t reveal the truth about Choi Won-joon at all.