I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 10
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10
“Please do some cleaning.”
Only then did Cheong-a’s eyes take in the state of Yushin’s room interior. It was a sight that had upgraded to an even dirtier level than a few days ago.
“…”
At that indifferent voice, Cheong-a bit her lips tightly.
Even so, her lips kept twitching and moving. Heat rose until the top of her head felt hot. It seemed impossible to turn her head and look at Yushin right now.
“Starting today. The deadline is… until my room becomes clean.”
Yushin, who had been looking down at Cheong-a’s reddened ear tips, cleared his throat with a “Hmm.”
“Then I’ll be counting on you.”
Yushin’s voice seemed to be full of mockery.
Whether this was because of Cheong-a’s feelings or if it was actually the case was unclear.
Cheong-a had to respond by silently nodding her head instead of speaking.
***
Wanggildon Landfill.
While cleaning Yushin’s room, Cheong-a recalled that place where she had been lying in wait.
That hellish space full of garbage and stench. The blind spot of CCTV. A place filled only with memories of being cold and dirty throughout the undercover investigation.
Strangely, Yushin’s room was a space that kept making her remember that place.
Except for the lack of smell, considering the amount of trash and sanitary conditions, it was no different from that place.
Cheong-a wiped the sweat flowing down her forehead with the wrist part of her rubber gloves.
“How on earth can it get this dirty every single day?”
She had definitely postponed leaving work until late last evening and spent a long time cleaning before going home.
Yet today, papers were scattered on the desk, piled up even higher than yesterday. Academic books that had emerged from the bookshelf again were stacked endlessly high.
When she glanced over at the central table, drinks from pharmaceutical companies and promotional memo pads, pens, etc. were piled up like a mountain. The sofa and floor also had no room to step.
“No. Why did he bring dumbbells in different sizes? Is he crazy, really? If you used them, at least organize them a bit. Ugh, damn. So heavy!”
Curses kept coming out.
Nevertheless, this job was definitely an opportunity that Cheong-a absolutely could not miss.
Min Yoo-shin.
He was the most suspicious person in this hospital. Was there any reason to refuse when such a person voluntarily opened the door to his research lab wide?
Cheong-a wanted to find any clue.
The problem was that the room was too dirty. It was too dirty even for being dirty. There were so many things to clean that she didn’t have time to check anything.
“No… How can it… get newly dirty every single day like this?”
Cheong-a, who let out a deep sigh, picked up the trash that had fallen on the floor. Next, she picked up the lab coats piled up on the sofa and headed to the laundry room where dirty laundry was collected.
“Hello, ma’am. You’re in this room again today?”
Someone greeted Cheong-a as she was leaving Min Yoo-shin’s room. The person who blocked her path was Professor Kim Dongho, who was using the research lab right next to Yushin’s.
“Ah… Haha. Hello, Professor.”
Cheong-a reflexively smiled brightly at him.
Professor Kim nodded as if he understood all her troubles and smiled bitterly.
Judging by his expression, Yushin’s room situation was probably already famous among the gastroenterology professors.
He looked into Yushin’s research lab through the door that hadn’t closed yet and asked in a surprised voice.
“Wow. What? Why did it become so clean?”
“Excuse me?”
Cheong-a’s gaze naturally turned inside as well.
To her eyes, it was still a dirty space that seemed hopeless, but from Professor Kim’s perspective, it seemed to be much more organized.
“Wow, our ma’am cleans well. But isn’t this kind of thing not included in your duties? I didn’t see Professor Min that way, is he bothering you, ma’am?”
Kim Dongho pretended to be a good person and spoke in a voice that seemed to worry about Cheong-a. However, Cheong-a knew that he was only ‘pretending’ to worry.
If he was really worried, he wouldn’t detain someone standing with armfuls of laundry in both hands like this.
Or at least he could offer to help carry some.
Cheong-a deliberately laughed exaggeratedly and answered.
“It’s not like that. In my spare time, I do this for our professors’ comfort, um. A kind of service. Service.”
“Ah, service…?”
He seemed to think about something for a moment, touching his lips.
“If that’s the case, could I also receive that cleaning service?”
“Ah-.”
Before Cheong-a could answer anything, the research lab door next door opened again. What popped out from there was Professor Yang Dongjun from the gastrointestinal function department.
“Cleaning, you provide cleaning service?”
Cheong-a’s gaze, which had become a bit more troubled than before, quickly turned toward him. However, Kim Dongho stepped forward before Cheong-a. He even waved his hands while showing his refusal.
“Why are you doing this, Professor Yang. I was the one who asked first. My room is a bit urgent. The ‘Returning Famous Doctor’ filming team is scheduled to visit next week. This is a matter of the hospital’s honor. Tsk.”
“Professor. Isn’t it the same for me? The SIT sponsor is visiting. You know this is research where all our GI personnel enter as joint researchers, right?”
The two professors exchanged quite sharp glances with Cheong-a between them.
Left, right.
Cheong-a, who had been rolling her eyes in turn, mediated between the two in a small voice.
“I’ll! I’ll do it for both of you.”
Just as their voices were getting louder, the talking stopped. And simultaneously they turned their heads toward Cheong-a and grinned.
“Ah, really?”
“Oh my! Thank you for this. Thanks to Mrs. Park, our department’s prestige will be saved. Haha!”
Cheong-a bowed politely and then hurriedly ran down the corridor carrying the lab coats.
‘No, what kind of windfall is this?’
For her, who was conducting an undercover investigation, the doors to other professors’ research labs had opened wide following Min Yoo-shin.
Wasn’t this like a premium service of entrusting fish to a cat?
There was no law saying there could only be one person related to drugs in the hospital. If she could investigate other professors’ rooms besides Min Yoo-shin, it would be helpful.
Of course, Cheong-a’s body would become incredibly tired.
***
“Oh my, it smells like pain relief patches.”
“Bokseon hasn’t done much physical work, has she? Tsk. What should we do when the youngest among us is so weak like this.”
The older women gathered closely in the housekeepers’ break room spoke in worried voices while applying pain relief patches to Cheong-a’s back and nape.
“Hehe. Thank you, sisters. Ah, I feel much better. Now let’s go do the morning cleaning!”
She stepped forward energetically saying let’s go work, but in fact, it had already been a couple of hours since she came to work.
During that time, Cheong-a had cleaned Professor Kim’s and Professor Yang’s personal research labs until they sparkled and had just returned after rolling her eyes around to see if there was anything suspicious.
She planned to visit the most suspicious Min Yoo-shin’s room after work hours.
Last evening, when she cleared the mountain of books in Yushin’s room, a suspicious lock on a drawer was discovered.
‘I need to search it tonight. I really need to finish this quickly before I get seriously sick.’
While thinking such thoughts and rotating her wrist with the pain relief patch, her steps stopped.
Someone had grabbed the back of her neck.
When Cheong-a turned around, Min Yoo-shin’s face with narrow eyes came into her view.
His cool gaze moved slowly, scanning the pain relief patches on Cheong-a’s shoulders and wrists.
“The smell is…”
Cheong-a looked at Yushin, who was trailing off his words, and smiled awkwardly.
“Ah, uh. Does it smell a lot? This is trouble. If I don’t put this on, I can’t even lift my wrist right now.”
It was obviously exaggerated whining to anyone who saw it, but Yushin’s expression didn’t soften easily.
“…”
Yushin, who had been silently staring at Cheong-a’s wrist for a long time, slowly raised his gaze to her face.
In an instant, Yushin’s hand approached Cheong-a’s face. And with a ripping sound, the bandage that had been on her forehead fell off.
When Cheong-a, with a bewildered expression, brought her hand to her forehead, Yushin knocked it away with a “tsk.”
“Don’t touch it. It’ll leave a scar.”
“Ah…”
“Just endure it for two days. It’s almost completely healed.”
Before she knew it, Yushin had taken out skin regeneration tape from his gown pocket.
It’s not a magic pocket, but it really contains all sorts of things.
He supported the back of Cheong-a’s head with one hand and pressed down on her entire forehead while attaching it.
“I said I’d take responsibility for this one thing.”
His fierce eyes softly curved, and a brief smile flickered across them.
Cheong-a pressed her lips tightly together.
She didn’t know what expression to make or how to respond.
“The room has gotten much cleaner too. Thank you. I’ll ask for your help just a little longer.”
“Ah… Yes.”
The two exchanged brief greetings and walked off in different directions. However, before she had even taken a few steps, Cheong-a realized that her heart was beating frantically.
Thump, thump.
Cheong-a patted her chest a couple of times and took deep breaths.
It was just when she had made up her mind to thoroughly clean his room. At such a moment, she had faced Yushin head-on, so it was perhaps natural that her heart would be beating so wildly.
‘My heart is beating so hard I could die.’
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