Chapter 111
"What do you mean?"
"Like I said, I'd like to see and check your children's health conditions."
His mother's eyes became wide, but she made a smile in no time.
'My son's kind-heartedness never goes away!'
"Oh, you're a doctor! You must be proud of your son, who's tall and handsome," The director said, smiling brightly, but her face soon became dark.
"What should I do? We don't have a facility for you to do that. Though I appreciate the offer very much. How good-hearted you are!"
Suhyuk smiled, saying, " It's okay. I can go to their rooms. Do you have first-aid kits?"
"Oh, you don't have to… I really mean it."
Suhyuk made a smile again.
"I noticed wounds on some of your children here and there. Even small wounds can cause tetanus by inflammation."
Pondering over his suggestion, the director soon showed a smile, saying, "Hold on a minute."
When the director went out of the office, Suhyuk's mother asked, "Are you not tired?"
"I'm okay, mom. It'll take some time, so you can go home first."
"How can I go home alone when my son is taking great pains here."
Suhyuk smiled gently. Knowing she would not go home despite his strong urge, he did not ask her anymore.
"Okay, you can take a break here then."
At that moment the director came back, with a large first-aid kit.
"This is all I have right now."
Handed over the kit, he opened it to find all kinds of ointments, dressings and disinfection medicines. That was enough.
What was lacking was only a first-aid room.
As the orphanage was small, they did not install such a room.
"How many children are there?"
"Thirty three in total."
"Got it."
Looking at his mother, Suhyuk smiled at her.
"Ok, work hard, son!"
Suhyuk headed to the second floor, and moved to the nearest room.
The room was not large, with three double-beds.
Six children who seemed to be elementary school students sat at their desks, moving their pencils. They seemed to be doing their homework.
"Hello!"
At his voice, they turned their heads to him.
One boy opened his eyes wide. He was the very boy who picked up Suhyuk's sausage at the dining hall.
"You must have been doing homework."
"Yes," said the boy, and then he fixed his eyes on the workbook, with a frown.
Suhyuk came closer to him, and saw that it was a math workbook.
"What year are you in?" asked Suhyuk.
"1st year, sir."
With a smile, he stroke his head, "You must be smart."
'"I have to be smart because I want to be a doctor."
"Why do you want to be a doctor?"
"My mother and father were in a traffic accident, but died because the doctors could not treat them. When I grow up and become a doctor, I'd like to treat such people."
Suhyuk let out a silent sigh.
"Where did you fall?"
At his soft voice, the boy touched his chin with a scab on its wound.
"Oh, while I was going down the slide, sir."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
Suhyuk looked at his chin here and there.
"No, it doesn't hurt at all."
As the boy said, the wound was not deep, just some light bruises.
Suhyuk took out an ointment from the first-aid kit and applied it on his chin.
Then someone coughed from behind.
Suhyuk turned back, and said to him, "Do you have a cold?"
"No, sir. I just coughed."
"Ok, let me see."
Suhyuk opened his mouth, checking inside. His throat was not swollen, and there was no sign of dryness inside his mouth. Then he put his hand on the boy's forehead.
No fever. He had only a light cold, and he needed no medicine in that case.
It was better for him not to do anything, so the boy can cure his cold naturally.
Then Suhyuk began moving around the rooms to check their health conditions.
Those in their late teens showed some annoyance, but Suhyuk did not care.
Fortunately, their condition was good enough overall.
Almost two hours passed since he started seeing the children.
Only one room was left, but it was closed firmly.
When he knocked on the door, someone opened, saying, "Who are you?"
A girl with short hair, who looked like a middle school girl, came out.
With a smile, Suhyuk said, "I'm here at the request of the director to check your health condition."
Then the girl's eyes became wider.
"Uh? Are you the doctor who appeared on TV?"
Suhyuk nodded his head.
"Is this a kind of volunteer activity?"
At her question, he nodded.
The room was not that different from other rooms, but as it was for girls only, there was a smell of shampoo and cosmetics in the air.
There were five in total in the room, two girls who seemed to be elementary school students, two who were middle school students, and one high-school girl wearing earphones.
She was the girl he saw at the dining room.
Then, they all turned their eyes to Suhyuk.
"Uh? Dr. Lee Suhyuk?"
All, except for one girl, recognized his face.
"Hi, everyone?"
"Hi, sir."
At their shy reply, Suhyuk waved his hands. Then a girl lying on top of the double-bed opened her eyes. After looking down at him, she closed her eyes again, as if she was not interested.
"The reason I am here is to check your health conditions."
Suhyuk gave them an easy explanation, and the children nodded their heads.
Everyone was all healthy, and their expression was bright, and they were very positive, too.
"Okay. if you don't eat for reasons of dieting, it might do damage to your health in the long run. It could lead to voracity. And as I told you, you have to do exercises regularly. Got it?"
"Yes, sir!"
Then, Suhyuk cast his eyes at the girl on the double-bed, who seemed not to move as if she were sleeping. No, she was stroking her stomach.
"What's her name over there?"
"Oh, sister Heyjin. Lee Heyjin."
Suhyuk turned around and came to her.
She was wearing a long sleeves top and long pants.
"Your name is pretty."
No response from her. Suhyuk looked at her stomach.
When he saw her at the dining room, she was holding her stomach with her hand, making a frown. And even now…
"Heyjin?"
She knitted her brows, and opened her eyes.
"Why?"
"You seem to have pain in your stomach. Are you okay?"
"None of your business!"
She then put her earphones back into ear and closed her eyes.
"What a scary sister!"
The other girls were shaking their heads.
"She is a very good-hearted sister. She washes clothes for us sometimes, and buys delicious food with her own pocket money…"
Suhyuk looked at her again. She now turned her back, lying on the bed.
"Heyjin!"
"I'm fine, so would you just go away?"
Suhyuk made a bitter smile.
Then a girl said something from behind,
"She looks upset like this because she was scolded by the director."
When he made a puzzling expression, the girl whispered to him,
"She's getting scolded by the director every day these days."
Nodding his head, he turned her head a bit to his side.
"Heyjin, just a moment…"
"Oh my god…"
Lifting her upper body, she let out a long sigh. She then came down the bed and went out.
He shrugged his shoulder, and followed her.
He grabbed her hand, "Wait a moment, Heyjin!"
"Why are you doing this?"
She raised her hand to shake off his hand.
Then her long sleeves were rolled up to show some bruises.
Besides, there was a clear mark of a bruise on her neck.
Knitting his brows, he opened his mouth,
"What is all this?"
"Please let go of me! It's none of your business."
"Yes, it is. I'm a doctor."
"I have these bruises because I fell over, so never mind!"
Shaking off his hand, she went to the restroom in the hallway.
Then, it came to his mind what the girl before had told him.
"She is getting scolded by the director everyday these days"
When he was leaning against the wall, he heard her suppressed sobbing inside the restroom.
His face was hardening gradually.
***
Suhyuk headed directly to the director's office.
The director rose from her seat and grabbed his two hands.
"Thanks so much. Are our children all healthy?"
Looking at the director, he opened his mouth,
"There is one patient student, who's thoroughly hurt in body and soul."
Aside from her body, Heyjin's heart was wrecked deeply.
Her quiet sobbing from the restroom was telling him so.
With her eyes open wider, she asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Well, I see marks of violence all over her body."
The director showed an embarrassed look, either that or she was astonished.
"Really, Heyjin?"
"Yes, she needs to be taken to a hospital right now for examination and necessary treatment. Do you agree?"
Suhyuk looked into her eyes squarely.
"I don't get it… Is she in the classroom now?"
The director moved quickly, but Suhyuk grabbed her hand.
"I asked you whether you agreed?"
***
Suhyuk moved by taxi, and Heyjin was sitting next to him.
Though she did not listen to him, shutting her ears with earphones, she agreed to go to the hospital at the director's simple direction.
They arrived at Daehan Hospital.
Suhyuk talked to her while they were entering the hospital,
"We're going to do some simple tests, including blood collection and X-rays. So, don't be scared."
She nodded her head without saying anything.
Then, intern Park bowed his waist as he was passing by.
"Did you have a good break, sir?"
Suhyuk passed him by with no words of response, just waving at him.
Suhyuk was looking through the whole window of the X-ray room.
On the spot Suhyuk fixed his eyes on, was a student lying there who was undergoing a bone scan. It was none other than Heyjin. Something glittering on her eyelids were running down.
That night was far from short.
Keeping silent until then, she broke down and let loose, telling her story with tears in streaming down her face.
Her story was a very long one.
The morning was breaking gradually, and Suhyuk was looking at the main gate of a school.
Heyjin and the director were seen beside him.
Suhyuk opened his mouth, "Let's go."
Chapter 112
Passing through the gate, Suhyuk suddenly turned back.
The director was soothing Heyjin who was hesitant.
He felt some sort of hesitance from her attitude, as she seemingly did not want to move.
What kind of harassment did she go through?
There were marks of bruises all over her body. Even her belly, which doesn't normally get bruised, showed sign of ecchymosis.
"Heyjin."
At his voice, she slowly lifted her face.
"If you don't change now, nothing will change."
Suhyuk waited for her quietly.
Then his cell phone buzzed. It was a call from Im Gyungsu.
Suhyuk took the phone at a distance from Heyjin.
"Yes, this is Lee Suhyuk."
"Where are you now?"
"I'm off today."
"What the heck are you doing now? Are you seeing patients even when you're off? Why don't you bring the patient here?"
Im could hear from Prof. Han Myungjin that Suhyuk took vacation leave, telling him something.
"We can't treat her at the hospital…"
"Hey, Park Sungjae! Collect blood from patient Jung Bogyong..."
Heyjin looked at him, hearing the scolding voice from his cell phone.
She was a patient that they could not treat at the hospital. Her condition was urgent enough that if she did not get treatment right now, her life could be put at danger.
A girl with a broken heart.
Like those harassed by violence at school, she might make an extreme decision.
'Before she did so, I have to hold her hand, who's now standing alone in the darkness.'
"Anyway, come back quickly. Do you think I shouldhave to take care of this intern as a senior resident?"
"Yes, sir."
Hanging up the phone, Suhyuk came to Heyjin, "Let's go."
She held her school bag tight and nodded her head slowy.
The hallway was crowded with students coming to school.
Some were staggering their way to the classrooms, rubbing their sleepy eyes, while others were greeting their friends, waving their hands.
Heyjin was walking among them with her head held down.
Then, three girls in the front were walking toward her.
They were pretty, with an air of being rich girls.
Seeing them, her pupils trembled.
They scrutinized Suhyuk and the director, as if they were asking who are these strangers.
Then, they said to Heyjin, "See you later."
They left, but Heyjin's shoulders were still trembling.
The director pressed on Hejin to move, while soothing her.
"Let's go, Heyjin."
She moved again, and glanced at Suhyuk next to her.
'Right...Unless I change, nothing will change.'
Sensing that she was looking at him, Suhyuk showed a smile at her.
It was a very reassuring smile.
They soon arrived at the staffroom of the school.
Looking inside, Suhyuk asked Heyjin, "Who is your homeroom teacher?"
"That man over there…"
He cast his eyes at the man pointed in the direction of her fingers.
A man in his late 40s was sitting on a chair.
Was his name Choi Jaechul?
Suhyuk came up to him and said, "How are you?"
Choi, working on something, turned his head, responding with, "Who are you…?
Confirming his face, Suhyuk slowly nodded his head.
This was her homeroom teacher.
When Heyjin's hair had milk poured over it, she plucked up the courage to visit the staffroom.
This Choi called those students responsible for that act, and got them together for reconciliation.
She said it was not the first time. Repeatedly they had done so.
Suhyuk opened his mouth, "I'd like to see the principal."
"What do you want to see him for?"
Then Heyjin and the director came to him.
Choi said, rising from the seat, "How are you? Why did you come here suddenly without contacting me?"
"Because Heyjin was allegedly being harassed."
Choi's eyes became wide, and he looked at Heyjin.
"I didn't hear that from her. Is it true? Why didn't you tell me about it?"
Suhyuk said again, "I want to see the principal."
Heyjin's teacher did not care enough about her. Of course, he might not have got a scent of it or felt her a confounded nuisance. Thinking the teacher is closer to the latter, Suhyuk could not let him take care of her matter.
"Can you talk first with me?"
"Do you want me to call the police?"
"You don't have to call the police on this kind of play among the students. Let's talk between us. Heyjin, come here and sit down."
"Did you say it was prank among the students? Looks they are playing even to the point of getting bruises all over their bodies these days. Do you want me to search for the principal by myself or do you want me to call the police?"
At Suhyuk's rising voice, other teachers cast their eyes at him.
Choi knitted his brows, because if the police came, it would make the school embroiled in trouble and the principal would blame him for it.
It would be better for him to escort him to see the principal.
"Please follow me."
The principal's office was not far. When they opened the door, a woman in her early 50s rose from her seat. Her expression was not good as she had been tipped off by Choi.
"Have a seat."
Suhyuk, the director and Heyjin san on the sofa.
The principal said first, "I'm sorry. I'm just ashamed. Heyjin, you have gone through a lot of hardship, haven't you? I wish I had found out about it sooner. I'm really sorry."
She could know her name because Choi tipped her off on it in advance.
Then, Suhyuk put down a piece of paper on the table.
"What is this?"
"It's a medical certificate for Heyjin. Bring the students here. I want them punished."
The reason he did not go to the police station first was to get their sincere apologies from them.
"Sure, absolutely. Heyjin, name those who harassed you."
She looked at Suhyuk, who then nodded to her.
"Lee Subin, Oh Yerim, Kim Mina."
The principal's eyes became a bit wider.
Subin's mother was the president of the school's Mothers' Association.
That meant she contributed a lot to the school. She had replaced the air conditioners in the staffroom, principal's office and the break room. And she gave the principal kickback money every month.
"Yes, it's natural you get apologies from them if they did you wrong."
When the principal picked up the phone, Suhyuk's calm voice came into her ears,
"It's only natural that they should apologize. It's also natural for them to be punished."
What was she thinking? Showing a bit of hesitance, the principal called somewhere.
"Mr. Choi, please bring Lee Subin, Oh Yerim and Kim Mina to my office."
Sitting back on her chair, she made a regrettable expression.
"I'm sorry. As the principal, I should have…"
She continued to talk, but mostly focusing on her own responsibility.
Then the door opened, and in came the three students.
They were the very students who greeted Heyjin with a frown, in the hallway.
"Did you guys harass her?"
At the principal's asking, the three made a puzzled expression.
Then Subin with her long straight hair opened her mouth,
"We've never harassed her."
The principal turned to Heyjin who was looking down at her feet.
"Heyjin."
The reply came from Suhyuk who had been looking at them.
"Apologize to her."
"What the heck is he talking about?"
"He sucks!"
The three students took a glance at him, murmuring among themselves. Though their voice was tiny, it still could be heard.
"Did you hear them? They have no manners at all."
"Please call my mother."
At Subin's words, the principal took the phone.
After a short conversation with her mother, the principal opened her mouth,
"I think you can understand that from the perspective of teachers, children can sometimes fight, and they get too close in the process. And it's like growing pains."
Then the principal looked at the students with a soft smile.
"Why don't you apologize?"
Suhyuk stared at Heyjin, but made a smile soon after.
"I'm sorry, Heyjin."
"Me, too."
"Let's be friends again."
Suhyuk just made a contemptuous smile at them.
And he said to the principal, "Punishment. What are you going to do? I think expelling them is the right punishment."
Actually that kind of punishment is rather light, compared to the harassment Heyjin had undergone, who thought the world of those at the orphanage.
"Please don't focus on that kind of bad thing…"
The principal continued on and on.
And then a woman decorated with a famous handbag and other accessories appeared.
Looking around sharply, she opened her mouth,
"Who is it? Who slandered my daughter Subin?"
The orphanage director sprang to her feet, demanding,
"Slander? Our Heyjin is such a good girl. Your daughter created an atmosphere to outcast Heyjin!"
"Are you this girl's mother?"
Scrutinizing the director from head to toe, she opened her mouth again,
"Tut, tut, tut. That's why those with no proper education at home are making trouble!"
"What the heck are you talking about?"
They were raising their voices higher and higher.
Tears were dropping from Heyjin's eyes, who sat with her head down.
"Calm down. Just take a seat first."
Rising from the seat, the principal tried to mediate between them.
"Subin, come here. Looks like she was very surprised by this sudden situation. Let her take early leave, or whatever."
The three students moved closer to her now.
Then Suhyuk opened his mouth, "If you leave like this, you'll regret a lot."
Subin's mother smiled contemptuously, and so did the three students.
"So, you're going to report us to the police?"
Suhyuk said curtly, "Yes, I will."
"Do whatever you want! I won't sit idle, either. I'd sue you on charges of defamation. Do you know who my daughter is? She is the only daughter of the president of Mirae Electronics Co. Let's go!"
Suhyuk looked at them quietly. Mirae Electronics, Mirae Electronics.
He heard it many times before. Was it a promising company?
It was not. Suddenly Suhyuk thought of one thing.
'It's called Mirae Electronics, which I'm putting a lot of investment into...'
A long time ago Mr. Kim Hyunwoo mentioned it to him.
Suhyuk approached Heyjin sitting on the sofa without moving at all.
Bending his knees, Suhyuk made his eyes meet hers, and wiped her tears with his thumb softly.
She was suppressing her crying, wiping tears with her both hands.
"Okay, you're doing fine," said Suhyuk.
It was not Heyjin who would shed tears, though.
Suhyuk rose from the sofa, and went to the window side.
The playing field and the school building came into his view.
Suhyuk took out his cell phone from his back pocket.
Can this school or the people here manage the upcoming misfortune?
He called somewhere. "It's me."
And then Suhyuk talked with three others over the phone.
And then they began to move.
Chapter 113
In the office of Mr. Kim Hyunwoo, the president.
Kim in a black suit took hold of a keyphone and called somewhere.
"Wow, it's a great honor for you to give me a call first like this. Did you have lunch, sir?"
"Oh, yes. I ate until I'm full."
"I think I have to treat you, but I've been in Philippines for one month."
"As you say you're busy, I feel good. Now all you have to do is to rake in the money."
"Hahaha... I owe all this to president Kim Hyunwoo. I'm always thankful to you."
Suddenly his glittering eyes full of greed came to Kim's mind.
Lee Dongman, who assumed the power of president only one year ago. As the previous president passed away because of cardiac infarction, Lee took his place.
There flared some controversy over his taking over the position such as a behind-the-scene conspiracy or mobilization of gangsters, but Kim did not care.
Unlike the previous president, Lee Dongman's way of doing business made him frown.
As he had found out, the kind of business he had been doing so far was wine and dine for his business partners, with boxes containing cash for them.
When Kim first met him, Lee's flattering and walking on eggshells around him was an eyesore to him.
Kim had forgotten Lee for a long time, but Suhyuk's call suddenly reminded him of Lee.
Kim could make a judgment, namely, if such a figure is the president of Mirae Electronics, this company would not be able to grow under his leadership.
More than that, he would sue his nephew-like Suhyuk for defamation?
Lee's wife and daughter exactly resembled him in terms of their behavior.
While Lee continued to flatter Kim, he just smiled, saying,
"You seem very busy, but I'm afraid I have to make you busier."
"Wow! Are you thinking of helping me more? I am just so, so thankful to you…"
"I think the company bonds' maturity comes to an end this month, right? "
"Oh, yes. Actually I was going to see you about that…"
"I'm going to collect on the debt without extending it. And the investment I mentioned to you separately is off!"
An urgent voice came out of the phone.
"President Kim, why are you saying that suddenly? Did I do anything wrong?"
"Well, because I feel bored."
Talking with him shortly like that, Kim Hyunwoo hung up the phone.
Twisting his long legs, Kim stroked his chin, when the phone rang.
It was a call from Lee Dongman.
Rejecting it, Kim contacted his driver Kim for some direction,
"Mr. Kim, as for our 10% equity in Mirae Electronics, just sell them at the lowest price. And tip the press on it, okay?"
"Yes, sir."
Rising from the seat, Kim stretched himself fully.
He was overlooking high-rise buildings outside the window.
"What a nice weather today!"
***
Dongsu, who was at the interrogation room of the detectives department, rose from his seat, and he patted Heyjin on the shoulder lightly, seated on the opposite side.
"Don't worry about anything."
Heyjin nodded her head.
"Detective Choi."
At his voice, a detective came to him.
"Please escort her to her house safely."
"Yes, sir."
The detective opened the door, when she turned back suddenly to look at Dongsu.
"Why? Do you have anything else to say?"
Heyjin shook her head from left to right, and she bowed her head,'"Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me at all. You can say thank you to that meddlesome doctor."
Soon Heyjin went out with the detective, and Dongsu sat before the laptop, and he read carefully an affidavit that he wrote by himself.
Not only extorting money but also torture using water.
They took off her clothes and attempted to film her. Fortunately she could escape from them.
Dongsu knitted his brows.
School violence was turning nastier by the day and being developed sophisticatedly.
Beating, extortion, threatening, murder and even suicide.
It was much like an organized gang.
What would have happened to Heyjin if Suhyuk had not found her?
The detectives department was in clamours with a woman's voice.
"You guys are making a mistake. Don't you know who I am? The moment you recognize me, you'll have regrets."
Picking his ears, Dongsu approached her.
"Are you Subin's mother?"
She opened her mouth, scrutinizing him from head to toe,
"Yes, who are you?"
"I'm the prosecutor in charge of this Lee Heyjin's case."
She made a frown suddenly, arguing,
"What did my daughter do wrong? Did you see her? Any evidence?"
Dongsu smiled slightly, and turned his eyes toward the other girls.
"You guys did harass her, right?"
Hearing no reply from them, Dongsu nodded his head.
"Yes, you're doing fine. You know how to exercise the right of silence, too. Most of the people here are doing it just like that. But they say the same thing at the end of the day, namely, 'I'm sorry."
Subin's mother had bloodshot in her eyes now,
"You! Who's your supervisor?"
Then a man came up to them. He was a lawyer she hired.
Soon the girls' hardened faces became relaxed, and they took a glance at Suhyuk.
Dongsu could not help but giggle at that.
The lawyer opened his mouth right away,
"How could you detain them without any warrant…"
Dongsu presented to him a piece of paper.
"It is still hot, isn't it? It's just been issued…"
The lawyer could not respond. Instead he let out a long sigh.
Dongsu was the very prosecutor who had two prosecutors involved in wrongdoing put in jail.
He was very famous even among lawyers. He would catch anyone who commits crimes.
When her lawyer became dumb as an oyster, she made a frown suddenly.
"Lawyer Kang! My daughter Subin…"
"Now I'm going to start interrogating her. If you make any further noise, I would assume it's an obstruction of justice. Do you understand?"
Dongsu's smile was gone already.
***
Sweeping up her long brown hair, a lady was sneaking into the school gate.
She went into the school along with a man holding a camera.
With a little whisper, reporter Han Jihye opened her mouth,
"Looks like this is our own scoop, as there are no other reporters."
"You're right. Daughter of Lee Dongman, president of Mirae Electronics, under investigation for harassment. What a big news story!"
"Shh! Your voice is too big, as the students are taking classes right now. Let's sit here for a moment."
She squatted on the stairs of the hallway, and the cameraman opened his eyes wider.
"Won't you go and cover the principal and the homeroom teacher?"
Shaking her head, she opened her mouth, "How many years have you worked with me?"
"Two years."
"You have a long way to go."
"What do you mean?"
"Just come to think of it. If you go and tell the principal and the teacher that we're here to cover school violence, do you think they would welcome you and grant an interview? If you were in their shoes, would you want to do that?"
He scratched his head, adding, "Maybe they're going to expel us."
"Yeah, as the image of the school is damaged, they would make a big fuss by threatening to call the police."
"What would you do then?"
When she gestured with her chin, he turned his head.
2nd Year 3rd Classroom.
"Let's interview the students first."
She beamed brightly, thinking to herself, 'What a lucky charm he is.'
What would the good luck charm Suhyuk be doing right now?
9pm that day.
News was coming out from the radio on the bus.
The bus came to a stop with a shrieking noise.
Listening to the radio,Suhyuk got off the stop.
The white vinyl bag he was holding contained various medicines such as ointments to apply to wounds,etc.
Arriving at the orphanage, he went to the director's office.
The noise of children resonated within the hallway.
Then a boy who just came out of the rest room noticed Suhyuk.
"Uh? Are you here again because you're hungry? The meal time is already past."
Suhyuk bent his knee and checked his face.
A scab on the wound fell off and new flesh was coming out in its place.
When Suhyuk smiled, the boy waved his hands, "Now I have to go to sleep. Come earlier next time."
The boy said he wanted to be a doctor when he grew up.
If his dream does not change, one day he could see the boy again.
The director's door was open.
Rising from the seat, she held Suhyuk's hands with a bright smile.
"Thanks so much. I don't know how to repay your help…"
Suhyuk handed her the medicine bag, saying,
"These are the essential medicines for daily life. And the ointments with the names on are for Hayon, Jongwook, and…"
Tears fell down from the director's eyes.
"How can I repay this… Thanks a million…"
Suhyuk made a bitter smile. When he saw the director at first, Suhyuk doubted her for a moment, though she was also such a good-hearted woman.
The children would grow up well because they had a good director like her.
"Goodbye then."
When he was about to go out, Heyjin was standing there.
"Hi!"
"Are you leaving now, sir?"
Suhyuk nodded his head, saying, "I've got many patients waiting for me…"
"You'll come back, won't you?"
"Sure, if you call me."
When Suhyuk was going out the door, the director followed him.
"Don't come out."
The director, somewhat hesitant, told Heyjin, "Go and see him off."
So, both of them walked through the hallway and went out into the playfield.
Suhyuk took a glance at her walking by his side.
There was no mention of her name on the internet or in the press.
She appeared only as a 'victim', because he arranged it as such.
"I hear that you're being transferred to another school?"
"Yes…"
"You can study well there, right?"
"Yes, I'm determined to change."
They arrived at the main gate of the school.
"Take care, then."
"Goodbye, sir."
Nodding his head, he turned back.
Heyjin was looking at him disappearing into the distance quietly, taking her two hands to her mouth, she shouted, "Uncle Dr. Lee!"
Suhyuk turned back.
"If our children get sick, can I take them to see you?"
He made a smile, but he was seen nodding his head only.
"How can I find you at the hospital?"
"Look for Lee Suhyuk, Lee Suhyuk."
Suhyuk was walking back, with his back against her, and Heyjin was repeating his name,
"Uncle Lee Suhyuk, Lee Suhyuk…"