Chapter 104
Chapter 104
104.
The Broken Arrow
The number that popped up on Han Young-hoon's phone was not saved. There was only one person who would be calling him on his phone right now.
"Excuse me for a moment."
In the middle of the CT Scan, Han Young-hoon went outside and entered the emergency stairs.
"...I'm on the phone."
[I heard things went a little wrong.]
"Ah, what the hell is going on? You said you'd make sure there wouldn't be any trouble."
[This is something we didn't expect. But if the examination is in progress, then there are no other problems, right?]
Han Young-hoon didn't know the identity of the person he was dealing with.
It all started years ago when they contacted him about his son's debt, and all he had done was manipulate Myung Joong-hwan's medical records. And now, he was only waiting for Myung Joong-hwan's death, which was said to be the end of the deal.
"Are you really telling me to finish this?"
[Of course not. If you wait in the treatment room, our man will go. If you stay quiet, it will be over as if nothing happened.]
"...Are you sure it's going to be okay?"
[If it's not okay, is there another way?]
He was already in over his head. Because of his son's debt, because of the honor and status of being the director of Hansang Hospital... However, it was too late to regret joining hands with them.
"Are you sure everything will be okay once this is over?"
[Rather, it will be a boon for Director Han, so don't worry. Besides, the Minister of Health and Welfare position is just around the corner.]
Frankly, this was the most important reason why Han Young-hoon had been keeping his mouth shut. As the man said, the original Minister of Health and Welfare had recently resigned due to bribery and various corruption charges, and Han Young-hoon was being considered as the next minister.
"...I understand. I'll do as you say."
[Thank you for your cooperation.]
After finishing the call, Han Young-hoon checked the top and bottom of the emergency stairs to see if anyone had heard him, and then pulled the door toward the hallway. He immediately passed the MH Group security guards guarding the front of the CT Scan room and went inside, where the examination was finished.
"Is it done?"
"...It's over."
Jo Myung-gwon showed him the CT Scan. It had been replaced with that of a person with a real disease, not Myung Joong-hwan's.
After confirming it, Han Young-hoon let out a long sigh mixed with a groan.
"Good. Move the patient to the operating room."
"Are you going to do it yourself?"
Han Young-hoon stared at him intently, then patted him on the shoulder with a bitter expression.
"Don't worry about it from here."
"...I'll move him first."
With the instruction, a nurse who had been waiting in the hallway pulled Myung Joong-hwan's bed out.
Han Young-hoon was about to leave the door, but he saw that the number of MH Group security guards standing in front of him had increased from before.
"...What's going on?"
Shinwoo, who had just finished stitching up his wound, was standing among the security guards.
Shinwoo stared intently at Han Young-hoon, who was standing in front of the door.
"I was wondering how the test results came out. Does he need surgery?"
"A blood clot has been found. He also had an underlying disease... It's dangerous if we don't take action quickly."
Shinwoo sighed at Han Young-hoon's explanation, which came after a moment of hesitation.
"That's what he says, Chairman."
"Who are you talking to..."
Rustle, rustle—
Myung Joong-hwan slowly got up from the stretcher car that was out in the hallway.
Han Young-hoon couldn't help but be surprised with his eyes wide open at the sight. It was because the person he had just spoken to had said that he would never be able to wake up while the work was in progress.
"H-How..."
"The director seems very surprised that the Chairman woke up sooner than he thought."
"That's not..."
Han Young-hoon's gaze was directed at Myung Joong-hwan, who had completely risen from the stretcher car.
In response, Myung Joong-hwan made eye contact with him, put on the shoes that the security guard had brought in advance, and walked forward.
"I have an underlying disease that I don't even know about... There was no mention of that in the checkup a while ago. ...Director Han Young-hoon."
Han Young-hoon's pupils moved busily as he sensed that something had gone wrong.
"C-Chairman Myung... That's..."
"I prided myself on having a great eye for people. I guess I've been living neglecting the fact that I'm getting old."
"It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"
"What's a misunderstanding? Is it not enough to disguise a healthy person as a sick person?"
There was only one thing Han Young-hoon could think of right now.
"It's a misdiagnosis! I think I saw something wrong!"
"Seriously..."
In the meantime, Jo Myung-won, who had been in charge of the examination in the CT Scan room, was led out by a security guard.
Shinwoo looked at Jo Myung-gwon and asked seriously.
"I heard the examination was over a while ago, but what did you think, Dr. Jo Myung-gwon? Is it a misdiagnosis as the director said?"
"T-That's... The director ordered me to do it! He told me to replace the CT Scan and results with those of a patient with a real disease!"
Jo Myung-gwon had manipulated the test results at Han Young-hoon's request. There was no way he could lie because evidence would come out as soon as they searched the computer.
"Dr. Jo Myung-gwon!"
At the cry, Jo Myung-gwon hid behind the security guard.
In response, Myung Joong-hwan sighed and glared at Han Young-hoon as if he would tear him apart.
"This time, I won't be able to let this go quietly."
"Chairman Myung...!"
"I don't want to hear any excuses, so let's hand him over to the police."
Han Young-hoon continued to shout. Soon, he was led by the security guards to where the police had arrived.
Even so, Myung Joong-hwan shook his head and approached Shinwoo.
"I didn't think this would happen... I would have been in big trouble if you hadn't stopped me in the study."
The plan started from there. It was because Shinwoo had stopped Myung Joong-hwan just as he was about to take his nutritional supplement.
"As I said in the study, I think you should periodically check the situation of the people around you from now on."
"I really should."
With that answer, Myung Joong-hwan looked at Shinwoo's wound.
In response, Shinwoo had a nonchalant expression, but he was still not relaxed.
"More than that, you didn't bother to ask who Han Young-hoon was acting under."
"Of course, this plan was never made by that man alone. There must be a real mastermind. Of course, he wouldn't have revealed his tail easily."
Myung Joong-hwan also discovered Han Young-hoon's problem and inferred who might be targeting him.
However, he had too many enemies in the business world, so it was difficult to identify a specific person. Of course, he checked the people who had contacted Han Young-hoon, but no one was caught, perhaps because the other party was just as thorough.
"We shouldn't cover up this situation quietly."
"Of course we should. Instead, I'll have to pull some strings here and there."
"You can do as you please. Secretary Gu, please be prepared for any situation."
"I will keep that in mind."
While such stories were being exchanged, Myung Joong-hwan also relaxed and sat down on a bench in the hallway.
"I'm really getting old. I thought I'd be okay, but I'm so exhausted."
"You almost died, so it's understandable."
"So, you know who the mastermind is, right?"
What Shinwoo had done in the study was only telling him part of the plan.
The reason why Myung Joong-hwan followed him well was also thanks to the expectation that Shinwoo might tell him who the mastermind was.
"Can you believe what I'm about to say?"
With the question, Myung In-chul and his family, who had heard the situation from somewhere, began to run from the end of the hallway.
"Father—!"
"Father! Are you okay?!"
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At the same time.
In a hotel suite, Kwak Chi-young was being briefed on what had happened at Hansang Hospital.
Smash—
The crystal glass he was holding as if celebrating his success was thrown by Kwak Chi-young's hand, hit something, and scattered in all directions.
"Another failure?"
The glass had hit Oh Han-sung's head. Blood flowing from his head ran down his forehead and cheeks and fell to the floor.
The pain must have been quite noticeable, but Oh Han-sung stood quietly without moving.
"...I'm sorry."
Now the plan had failed. Kwak Chi-young knew very well that there was nothing he could do by holding on to Oh Han-sung and questioning him now.
However, he had a headache because every important plan failed.
"Why did Baek Shin-woo have to go there at that timing..."
"After checking the situation, Chairman Myung Joong-hwan called him. Then, Chairman Myung Joong-hwan collapsed as we planned, but it seems that our unit members who were disguised as paramedics were caught for some reason and a fight broke out."
Oh Han-sung also investigated the situations in his own way and put them together.
In response, Kwak Chi-young frowned even more.
"So, are you saying we were unlucky?"
"I couldn't figure out why he called, but... there was another problem. Chairman Myung Joong-hwan found out about the weakness of Director Han Young-hoon, who we were using."
At this explanation, Kwak Chi-young's eyes twitched as if vibrating.
"Does that mean he knew about our plan in advance?"
"He recently obtained the account information of Director Han Young-hoon and his family. It seems certain that the manipulation of the checkup has been revealed, if not all of our plan."
"It's messed up, so messed up."
"For now, there's no need to worry about getting caught, but it seems that they will be reshuffling the people around them."
Kwak Chi-young, with his teeth gnashed, let out a long sigh.
"Should I have given him poison from the beginning?"
"If that had happened, there would have been a problem with the MH Group succession process. Even though it failed due to variables, the branch manager's plan was the cleanest and most appropriate for the current situation."
The goal of the TSF Korean branch is to swallow MH Group whole. As a starting point, after Myung Joong-hwan died, either Myung In-chul or Baek Shin-woo would inherit the company and then join hands with TSF.
However, if Myung Joong-hwan was poisoned, Myung In-chul could be the first suspect. At the same time, it was obvious that Myung Sung-chul and Myung Soo-yeon would seize the opportunity and a battle for management control would break out.
In the end, it would be a mess like Baeseong Corporation, and Im Hee-yeon might end up sitting at the top, pushing aside the Myung brothers for no reason.
That's why they targeted Im Hee-yeon from the beginning to prevent such a worst-case scenario.
"It's like we've lost all the cards we had prepared on the MH Group side."
"But Myung In-chul and Baek Shin-woo are still left, aren't they? However, I don't think you should consider Baek Shin-woo any further."
If it wasn't for Baek Shin-woo, this plan would have succeeded. Oh Han-sung had no choice but to judge that Baek Shin-woo, who had become an obstacle to the organization, should be kept in check.
However, Kwak Chi-young's expression did not seem to agree with that opinion.
"Wouldn't it be difficult for Baek Shin-woo if Myung Joong-hwan died now?"
"Are you saying he interfered with our plan after thinking about that?"
Kwak Chi-young picked up the tablet on the table. It showed Baek Shin-woo's medical chart that Oh Han-sung had taken from the emergency room of Hansang Hospital.
Lacerations on the left arm and waist.
"He wouldn't know we're behind it. If we're lucky, he might connect it to China like Im Hee-yeon's case."
"I should try to turn the arrow in that direction as much as possible."
At that moment, Kwak Chi-young hardened his face.
"Don't do anything unnecessary. The dice have already been rolled anyway. We just need to watch what MH Group is thinking inside."
"Are you going to leave the rest to Myung In-chul?"
"Aren't all the cards we had been thrown away anyway?"
Buzz— Buzz—
At that time, Oh Han-sung's phone vibrated in his arms. The phone that was taken out had Myung In-chul's name on it.
"It seems like he can't be a gentleman."
"His feet must be on fire."
Kwak Chi-young chuckled and took the phone from Oh Han-sung.