I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 70

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70

Knock knock.

At the sound of knocking, Cheong-a, who had been blankly keeping watch alone in the hospital room, turned her gaze toward the room’s entrance.

The sliding door opened and in came the attending physician wearing a white coat.

“Hello.”

“Yes. The patient hasn’t woken up yet?”

The doctor approached the bed and asked while checking the readings on various medical devices. Cheong-a nodded and asked back.

“Is his condition very bad by any chance?”

“Pardon?”

“When might he be able to wake up…?”

The doctor answered in a nonchalant voice while checking the medication being administered to Yushin.

“There’s no problem with his consciousness.”

“…Pardon?”

Cheong-a’s gaze quickly shifted from the doctor to Yushin, then back to the doctor again.

“Oh, then. Would he wake up if I shake him awake?”

“No?!”

The doctor was startled and waved his hands with a pale face.

“Why would you do such a thing? He has micro fractures in his ribs! I mean, his ribs are cracked, cracked. You absolutely must not shake him. Rest. Rest. Absolute rest!”

“…”

Cheong-a nodded sheepishly.

“Looking at his history, the patient has barely slept recently.”

“Ah. Yes, that’s right!”

“Simply put, he’s in a state close to exhaustion. Well, his other vital signs are fine for now, so we plan to monitor him.”

“Ah… Oh, I see.”

At that moment, suddenly.

A thought occurred to Cheong-a.

“By any chance, aside from the broken ribs, were there no problems with other parts?”

“Other parts?”

“I mean, for example…”

Down there,

That area,

Parts used for reproduction and such.

However, unable to voice those words, Cheong-a just watched the doctor’s expression carefully.

“Well? A comprehensive examination was conducted and there were no particular abnormalities. Then, please contact the nurses’ station when he wakes up.”

“Ah. Yes. Thank you.”

While the doctor left the room, her gaze, which had been bowing repeatedly, turned directly to Yushin.

It was fortunate that nothing serious had happened, but…

‘I’m still worried.’

No matter how much she thought about it, the doctor’s reaction hadn’t been very reassuring.

The part where he got shot while protecting me was his back, so maybe they only roughly examined or didn’t pay attention to the front? So that’s why he confidently said there were no problems?

With such thoughts, her gaze kept sliding down to Yushin’s lower body and lingering there.

‘That… was really serious.’

If Yushin ended up with a permanent problem because of her past mistake, that would be truly troublesome.

Was it really okay?

Had it really stabilized and returned to normal now?

With anxiety and restlessness, Cheong-a chewed her lips.

That thin patient gown.

Surely she could check just by slightly lifting the blanket.

Should she lift it?

Or not?

Still, if there was a problem, shouldn’t she… share the responsibility somehow?

What to do. Should she just take a quick look over the patient gown to see if it’s okay?

‘Right. This is responsibility. It’s like my conscience, Kim Cheong-a’s conscience!’

Cheong-a steeled her resolve and carefully reached out her hand.

Just as she gently grabbed the edge of the blanket and was softly lifting it up.

Buzz-.

Buzz-.

“Kyaak!”

Cheong-a screamed in shock and let go of the blanket she was holding.

Her phone was vibrating loudly.

“What a shock!”

The phone she hurriedly pulled out showed an unfamiliar number.

Cheong-a frowned deeply and pressed the call button.

“Hello?”

[Hello, this is Prime Minister Myeongjinhwan.]

“…”

At that moment, Cheong-a took the phone away from her ear and checked the caller’s number.

Hmm, it’s an ordinary cell phone number.

Prime Minister?

Cheong-a, who had been lost in thought, soon became irritated.

So after being tormented by wiretapping, I’m now receiving spam calls like this.

Why do I have to receive such shitty calls?

Did those bastards leak even my new number?!

Cheong-a brought the phone back to her ear.

“Prime Minister…”

[That’s right.]

“Yes, nice to meet you. I’m the First Lady.”

[Pardon?]

“You said you’re the Prime Minister. I’m the First Lady. Please show proper courtesy.”

[Pahaha!]

The other person laughed loudly.

Laughing?

I’m dying of frustration right now and you’re laughing?

“Hey, do you know what kind of person I am?”

Cheong-a’s voice began to grow more agitated.

“Hang up while I’m being nice, before I track you down and throw you in jail.”

[No, no, wait a moment. What should I do about this. Then should I call you back from the Prime Minister’s Office number?]

Cheong-a couldn’t contain her irritation again.

Prime Minister’s Office number, he says.

How would you know that, and how would I know!

“Are you also running some VPN or something?! Stop joking around and hang up, you bastard! This is a serious situation right now! Emergency!”

Cheong-a roughly hung up the phone and let out ragged breaths.

“All kinds of crazy bastards exist.”

And Cheong-a took several deep breaths and tried to focus again on lifting Yushin’s blanket.

However, just as she firmly grasped the edge of the blanket again, she could feel another vibration from inside her pants.

A very, very strong vibration.

This was definitely an emergency call from within the Central Police Station.

When she pulled out her phone again, sure enough, a screen filled entirely with red caught her eye.

「URGENT – Jeon Hong-nam」

Cheong-a quickly tapped the screen to answer the call.

“Yes, Team Leader!”

[Where are you!]

“At the hospital!”

[Hey you! What the hell are you doing there? The Security Bureau Chief is going crazy looking for you right now!]

What came out of Hong-nam’s mouth was the Security Bureau Chief. Not the Central Police Station Detective Division Chief, not the Central Police Station Chief, but the Security Bureau Chief.

That meant a Police Commissioner General with two mugunghwa insignias.

So many high-ranking people were looking for me today.

Huh? Wait. Who?

“The Security Bureau Chief… Why? Me? Wh-what? Really?”

[Would I be lying?]

During the call, vibrations started ringing in Cheong-a’s ear. What appeared on the screen was a number Cheong-a had never called or received calls from, but knew very well.

It was the Security Bureau’s main number.

“Huh? Team Leader! Wh-what should I do? I think the Security Bureau is calling me…!”

[What do you mean what should you do! Hurry up and hang up and answer it, you fool!]

Cheong-a brought her finger to the screen and took a deep breath first.

Then she closed her eyes tightly and pressed the call button.

After that, Cheong-a had to stand there listening to the Security Bureau Chief’s nagging for quite a while. With each word that followed, her shoulders shrank, and all she could say was “Yes, I see” and “Yes, I’m sorry.”

I shouldn’t have cursed, damn it.

She closed her eyes tightly and slapped her own lips a few times for acting up.

The call with the Security Bureau Chief went on for quite a long time.

He finally ended the call after giving her enthusiastic praise for capturing Oh Semin’s crime scene, along with a final scolding for neglecting the call from the Prime Minister.

Fortunately, the Prime Minister was a man of few words. It seemed he hadn’t told the Security Bureau Chief about Cheong-a threatening to throw him in jail.

“Haaaaah…”

Cheong-a gripped her phone tightly with both hands and brought up the call log. Then she closed her eyes tightly and pressed the number that had called claiming to be the Prime Minister.

Ring ring.

Ring ring.

With each ring, it felt like her heart was plummeting vertically.

[Yes, this is Myeongjinhwan.]

Cheong-a bowed 120 degrees toward the window.

“I’m sorry! This is Officer Kim Chung-a! I was very rude earlier!”

[Hahaha! Ah, it’s fine. It’s fine. I called too suddenly and didn’t seem trustworthy, so it wasn’t rude.]

No, that’s not it.

Please don’t say that.

I was wrong…

But you’re not making a pun with “trust” and “rude” right now, are you? I’m very serious right now and can’t laugh for you.

[Ahem, I heard our son owes you a great debt.]

Cheong-a’s eyes blinked rapidly at the completely unexpected story.

“Huh? Was I close with your son, sir…?”

[Hmm. I heard you met with our son recently. Haha.]

Cheong-a’s gaze quickly turned back and fixed on the sleeping Yushin.

“…?”

Huh, that’s strange?

Min Yoo-shin clearly said there was no such person, that he wasn’t the Prime Minister’s son?

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