Son of a Conglomerate at the Highest Level

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‘I guess I’ll have to ask my mother about this. There are not just one or two men in the Cha family.’

The taste is bitter.

cigarette pulls

“Hey, kid. If you keep biting your lip like that, you will see blood.”

The iron man from the owner’s house, who was sitting next to me, tousled my hair.

“You can cry if you want to cry. I will only look at you today.”

“That’s Okay. If I could have saved my mother by crying, I would have cried out loud right away. But crying isn’t going to solve anything.”

I don’t know if I can solve it in a different way.

“So that’s the point. Uncle, can you lend me some money?”

“money? Is it because of the hospital bill?”

“no. I have something to ask of you right now.”

Originally, a request must be accompanied by sincerity.

I brought my mother’s bag, but it was only 9,850 won.

“What do you mean? Are you asking?”

“I want to stab the doctor in charge with thick sincerity.”

“…”

Mr. Cheol-gu blinked his eyes.

Every time that happened, the cigarette he was biting on like a habit rocked up and down.

You can’t understand this man’s words.

“This is much easier, faster, and surer than consoling oneself by saying that it is the Great Mandate of Jin-in-sa, or praying to all kinds of gods.”

I rubbed my fingers and grinned.

“Where can you find a lubricant like this to keep your life smooth.”

Took.

Mr. Cheol-gu dropped the cigarette he was holding.

“In that sense, lend me some money… Ugh!”

Mr. Cheol-gu grabbed my cheeks and stretched them sideways without mercy.

“Ughyagyaak…!”

“Where do you say that you will buy it with a bribe?”

“Gaaa!”

I rubbed my tingling cheeks and retreated as far away as I could.

“At the hospital, the doctor in charge is God and Buddha. Whose hands are my mother’s lifeline in?”

“Okay.”

“If money can buy sincerity and sincerity, buy it. The aftereffects of briquette gas are terrible.”

Mr. Cheol-gu sighs longer than I do, as my mother is in the intensive care unit.

“Is this what a seven-year-old would say?”

“Then I was afraid you might ask me to refrain from secondhand smoke in front of a kid who is addicted to briquette gas?”

I picked up the cigarette that Mr. Cheolgu had dropped and blew out the dust.

Mr. Cheol-gu, who looked exactly like a brown bear, cleared his throat.

“I was just biting.”

jump.

Then the door to the intensive care unit opened and a doctor came out.

We woke up at the same time.

the doctor said

“Even ten minutes late would have been dangerous.”

“ah······! thank you sir! Thank you so much for saving my mother!”

I bowed my back and said thanks.

Someone was holding onto my shoulders so I turned around and saw Mr. Cheol-gu smiling broadly.

“Look at that. Didn’t you say that your mother would be okay, that she would be fine?”

I nodded broadly.

My heart felt like it would explode.

The doctor said with a very tired face.

“Our hospital is equipped with state-of-the-art hyperbaric chamber facilities, and the best medical staff…”

The doctor lengthened his words and looked us down with sharp eyes.

I am barefoot and in underwear in the middle of winter with a hospital blanket wrapped around me.

Mr. Cheol-gu is wearing an old pilot jacket over a tracksuit and roughly crumpled sneakers.

The doctor’s words grew colder.

“Receive the treatment fee from the hospital administration department. Then we will move the patient to the general ward immediately.”

It’s been a few minutes since my mother entered the intensive care unit.

One corner of his mouth trembled spontaneously.

‘Are you trying to end hyperbaric oxygen treatment just because you don’t have money?’

In fact, the only cure for carbon monoxide poisoning is a high pressure supply of 100% pure oxygen.

Therefore, it is treated by leaving it for 1 to 2 hours at an oxygen concentration of 4 atmospheres.

But even hyperbaric oxygen treatment costs money.

Perhaps people with shabby clothes like us jumped out a lot without even paying that money.

This area was a factory complex, and the pockets of factory workers were usually as light as a feather.

you don’t have to die

Then the hospital can claim that it was not a medical malpractice or negligence of the medical staff.

In the end, the aftereffects are the responsibility of the patient.

‘Fortunately, it’ll be difficult if my mother suffers from the aftereffects of carbon monoxide poisoning.’

Once the brain is damaged, it is difficult to regain its function.

Carbon monoxide poisoning is scary because the binding force of red blood cells to hemoglobin is about 200 times stronger than that of oxygen.

When the carbon monoxide blood saturation level is 55-57%, paralysis and nerve cell death begin, and when it exceeds 60%, death occurs due to lack of oxygen.

My mother had lost consciousness from internal suffocation.

It shouldn’t be thrown out like this.

‘As long as my mother’s aftereffects are at stake, I can’t back down either.’

it’s a shame.

That I’m only a seven-year-old child.

That I don’t have the money, position, power, or even force that I can use right away.

‘The surest and simplest thing is to put pressure on the top of the person in charge. Right now I don’t have that ability, strength, or back.’

Tsk.

‘I can’t help it. I have no choice but to stab all of my assets.’

These days, a bowl of jajangmyeon costs 300 won.

Less than 10,000 won was an absurd amount of money to bribe a doctor, but it would still be a sign of s*x.

Because I’m only a seven-year-old child.

The opponent will take that into account and decide their actions.

‘If it’s necessary, I’ll even put out a luxury wristwatch. Because mother comes first now.’

But Mr. Cheolgu was faster than me.

The man took out a thousand-won bill from his wallet as soon as he could find it.

I was surprised to see the uncle’s ID in my wallet.

‘no? You weren’t a jobless man in town who used to talk about being a spy?’

Mr. Cheol-gu slipped the money into the pocket of his doctor’s coat.

“You worked hard. We wish you well in the future.”

“Kuhm!”

The doctor blatantly cleared his throat.

This meant that sincerity and sincerity could not be bought with this money.

‘You’re a nobleman with excessive greed. I can’t help it. If you come out like that, I have no choice but to take out the uncle’s ID.’

I snatched Mr. Cheolgu’s wallet.

I opened my wallet so the doctor could check the uncle’s ID.

“Your name is Park Cheol-gu? Agent of the Central Intelligence Agency.”

Central Intelligence Agency, also known as the Central Intelligence Agency.

As the predecessor of the National Intelligence Service in the 1980s, it was the mighty sword of the current president.

It was an organization that held domestic and foreign information in one hand and exercised more than the power of the prosecution.

“Can you read Korean? Oh, are you smart?”

“I hear you’re busy catching spies these days. If a spy report comes in, you go to the scene right away, right?”

Uncle Cheol-gu suddenly had a look on his face asking why he was talking about being a spy.

But as soon as my eyes twinkled, he answered meekly.

“yes.”

“What if a spy report comes in from the hospital?”

“First of all, we’ll catch the spy and cut off his feet, then we’ll have to shake off his back.”

“If you do that, even innocent hospitals will be turned upside down.”

“If there is no espionage charge, you will be released soon.”

It was said that once you got involved with a spy, you would look dirty.

The 1970s was an era in which the government cried out for anti-communism and caught spies with a fire in their eyes.

‘The protest of the powerless may be laughable, but the threat of the powerful would be harsh, right? If the courtiers step in and dig in, you’ll have to hide the hospital ledger first. Who would like that.’

The high-pressure chamber was activated anyway.

If you compare who will cause this irritating thing to happen and compare the pain of administering a little more high-concentration oxygen?

It was definitely the scale tipping to one side.

I folded my wallet until it clicked.

“…”

The doctor immediately corrected his posture and spoke in a serious voice.

“I think we need to increase the hyperbaric oxygen treatment time a little longer so that there are no aftereffects. We promise to do everything we can to treat you.”

Then, he took out the 1,000-won bill he had just received from his pocket and stuffed it into Mr. Doro’s pocket.

“You can’t make people who work for the country care about these things. Medicines to pharmacists, patients to doctors. I am a medical staff at Taeseong Hospital. Trust me and leave it to me.”

The doctor opened the intensive care unit door and gave a few more loud commands.

“Check your blood oxygen levels properly, and add one more supplement to your IV.”

“yes.”

“The patient shudders because he is cold. Quickly wrap me in some blankets. If you have a cold, it will be difficult.”

“yes.”

Immediately the quality of health care changed.

The owner of the house opened his eyes and looked down at me.

I shrugged.

“The effect is certain.”

They say that they can guarantee her mother’s treatment without sequelae through threats.

If bribery doesn’t work, you have to threaten them.

* * *

We sat side by side in the same position and waited for her hyperbaric oxygen treatment to finish.

Mr. Cheolgu folded his arms, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against the wall.

I sneakily took out the bankbook I had kept earlier.

‘He collected them very thriftily.’

It was very similar to the bankbook left behind by Kang-woo’s mother who died.

Some days it’s 120 won, some days it’s 90 won, and some days it’s 440 won.

My mother was saving up the pennies like that.

It was written in neat handwriting on the cover of the passbook.

＜My Jung Hyuk’s college tuition＞

In fact, I couldn’t even properly graduate from elementary school, let alone college.

But my mother was saving money for me to go to college.

‘Did Kang-woo feel this way when he looked at my mother’s bank account?’

It’s a very different thing to vaguely guess what’s inside someone else and to experience it myself.

For some reason, one corner of my chest throbbed.

‘When my mother passed away, I didn’t have this bankbook, notebook, or wristwatch. It means that someone in the middle stole the jewelry box.’

It was bittersweet.

I understand if you stole a high-end luxury watch because you coveted it.

To say this was money and even robbed the bankbook.

‘There is only one phone number written on the notebook without a name, address, or anything.’

It’s a phone number you see everywhere.

‘It must have been the house phone number of the chairman of the conglomerate, right?’

I think I know where this is.

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