MTLNOVEL Chapter 12: LIKE A THIRD-RATE DRAMA
HOW CAN I pay for my hospital bills?
Garam was beyond stressed out because he had been staying in that VIP room for a week now.
Yes, a week.
Plus, he had been given the utmost care by the doctors and the medical staff members who had been checking up on him for the past seven days.
Thanks to them, he recovered fast.
In the first place, the wound in my neck was shallow— I didn't cut deep enough to damage my vocal cord, thank goodness.
"Sir, here's your lunch."
Oh.
The man who introduced himself as 'Jung Han' had been delivering food to Garam for the past week.
Apparently, Sihyuk Hyung doesn't want me to eat hospital food.
All the food that he had the past few days was soft food because his throat was still healing. However, that didn't mean the food was bland.
I actually enjoy them.
"Han-ssi, when will Sihyuk Hyung be coming to visit me?"
"I'm sorry, but I don't know either, Garam-ssi," Jung Han said indifferently. "The Young Mas— I mean, the boss' last order for me is to stay here with you and provide you with everything you might need."
"But do you know where Hyung is?"
"The Young Mas— I mean, the boss was summoned by his family."
Oh.
To be honest, Garam could only imagine what had happened after he slit his throat.
After all, Jung Han was a tight-lipped person and would only give him vague answers.
I guess Sihyuk Hyung received my message properly and was able to track me down by tracking down Lee Taeho.
Since Song Sihyuk worked in a gangster company, he figured he had a good information network.
After all, those gangsters can find anyone who owes them money easily.
Anyway, Garam was actually scared for his life.
Did Lee Taeho survive? That bastard is a chaebol. So, how am I still alive?
He had so many questions, but he knew only Song Sihyuk could answer them properly.
But there was one thing he wanted to ask Jung Han, though.
"Han-ssi?"
"Yes, sir?"
"The hospital bill," Garam said nervously, gulping. "Sihyuk Hyung will pay for it, right? I did not ask him to confine me in a VIP Room."
Jung Han coughed— a fake one to conceal his laughter.
Aigoo.
What was with that reaction?
I'm not trying to be funny.
"Don't worry, Garam-ssi," Jung Han said, giving him a small smile. "The boss will take care of your hospital bills."
"He won't add the hospital bills to my debt, will he?"
"I'm sure the boss won't do that, sir."
Whew.
That was a relief to hear.
Garam was about to ask Jung Han if the doctors had mentioned that he could be discharged soon, but he stopped when he heard a loud commotion outside.
I hear a woman screaming…
But that didn't sound like his stepmother, so he was relieved.
"Please stay here, sir," Jung Han said while walking towards the door. "I'll check what's happening—"
Jung Han wasn't able to finish what he was saying when the door suddenly opened.
An elegant old woman entered the room angrily while being followed by at least four bodyguards in black suits.
"Are you the one who almost killed my son?!"
Ah.
So, this is Lee Taeho's mother.
Garam was just about to openly admit his crime when—
SLAP!
Oh, damn.
The slap was hard enough to make Garam feel like he just had a shaken baby syndrome.
"How dare a commoner like you touch the heir of HMG Group?!"
The old woman's outburst didn't end in a slap.
She kept hitting Garam again and again, and he couldn't do anything to protect himself because he still felt a bit disoriented from the slap that he got earlier. Plus, two bodyguards grabbed each of his arm— allowing the old woman to attack him nonstop.
He saw Jung Han trying to stop the old woman, but even Jung Han was being held back by the old woman's bodyguards.
Tsk.
Garam soon returned to his senses.
Since he had already almost killed a chaebol…
Should I bite this old woman?
Garam was about to bite the old woman's hand when she tried to slap him again, but he stopped when he heard that familiar commanding voice that echoed in the room.
"What do you think you're doing, you old whore?"
The hell?
Garam looked at Song Sihyuk in disbelief.
I'm not a fan of this violent old woman, but to call her an 'old whore' was too much.
He wouldn't be surprised if the old woman started attacking Song Sihyuk.
However, a pregnant silence ensued, and nothing happened.
Hmm?
Even the bodyguards holding Garam's arms suddenly let him go and bowed their heads.
The old woman, on the other hand, went pale while looking at Song Sihyuk.
What's happening? Is Sihyuk Hyung a big-time loan shark that even chaebols borrow money from him—
"Young Master Sihyuk-ssi," the old woman greeted Song Sihyuk meekly. In fact, the old woman couldn't even raise her head as if she were afraid to look at the gangster. "What is the SG Group's grandson doing here?"
What?
To say that Garam was shocked after hearing that would be an understatement.
Song Sihyuk was the grandson of SG Group?
The SG Group that I know?! As in the conglomerate second only to the Ilsung Group? The SG Group that belongs to the 'Big 3 Chaebol Families' of the country?!
Garam was beyond shocked.
Sihyuk Hyung is a chaebol?!
"Ahjumma, don't forget your place. You're nothing but one of Chairman Lee's mistresses," Song Sihyuk said coldly, looking down at the old woman who couldn't raise her head anymore. "You're probably acting arrogant because Chairman Lee is a bit fond of Lee Taeho. But don't get mistaken. Chairman Lee won't fight my family for your bastard of a son."
Aigoo.
Garam suddenly felt like he was going to have a heart attack.
I know Sihyuk is a bastard, but I didn't know he could stoop lower…
"And don't lash out at my Beta," Song Sihyuk said, almost sneering at the old woman. "I was the one who slit Lee Taeho's throat."
Garam covered his mouth with his hands when he gasped.
Sihyuk Hyung slit Lee Taeho's throat?!
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