Unhealthy - Chapter 4
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Chapter 4. Don’t Get Cocky
To be honest, she was scared. The murderously flashing eyes and the fierce aura spreading in the silence pressed down on her endlessly.
While crossing the garden lost in various thoughts.
A long shadow fell over Hae-yeong as she walked lightly toward the foyer.
“Mmph.”
The moment her mouth was covered, a fishy and nauseating smell of blood pierced her nose. Then a suppressed voice penetrated from behind her.
“Go to my room. There’s a box with a red handle in the drawer under the wall shelf. Bring it down.”
Even without turning around, she could clearly tell whose voice it was. This was Taejun’s voice.
Taejun’s hand covering her face was cold. Her heart pounded, beating against her ribs.
He breathed out short breaths as if out of breath, and Hae-yeong felt his trembling breath pushing her into deeper confusion.
“Got it? Did you hear me?”
Hae-yeong, terrified, nodded her head vigorously.
Rushing inside without looking back, Hae-yeong was horrified when she saw herself in the foyer mirror.
Her face was completely covered in blood. Taejun’s blood, from when he had grabbed her face…
Even in her shock, Hae-yeong suppressed her fear and ran up to the second floor.
Her hand trembled slightly as she found and pulled out the box with the red handle as he had instructed.
Hae-yeong could hear her own heartbeat loudly ringing in her ears.
Fear. Yes, it was fear.
As she wiped the blood on her fingertips on her skirt, tears burst forth naturally. Quickly wiping them away, Hae-yeong ran back to the foyer.
Taejun, who had been waiting at the foyer, snatched Hae-yeong’s hand as soon as she appeared and went down to the basement accessible from outside.
In the dark and damp space, blood dripped onto the cement floor.
Beads of sweat formed on Hae-yeong’s forehead.
“Are… are you hurt? Where, how, how badly.”
It was a question she barely managed to ask. However, Taejun ignored it.
“Come here and do this.”
Taejun removed his hand from his abdomen that he had been pressing firmly and took off his shirt.
Without even thinking that he covered in blood was scary, Hae-yeong stepped forward and quickly examined his condition.
Taejun didn’t respond to her words and took off his shirt to reveal the wound.
A wound that looked like a knife cut formed a long line along his abdomen. Blood was seeping through it steadily.
Hae-yeong couldn’t bring herself to look away. His wound was much deeper than she had vaguely expected.
Because of this, she couldn’t continue speaking, mixed with fear and pity.
“Take out the powder medicine and bandages from in there.”
At Taejun’s short and firm voice, Hae-yeong opened the box with trembling hands and took out the medicine and bandages.
But his movements were rough and hasty.
Taejun roughly snatched the powdered hemostatic agent and began crudely sprinkling it on the wound area.
Hae-yeong reached out her hand in alarm.
“Wait, let me do it, let me…”
But Taejun’s gaze froze her in place.
His cold and sharp look seemed to bind her to the spot.
More vividly than his blood, pain was visible in his eyes.
Though scared and confused, strangely she wanted to help him.
The moment Taejun opened the box and pulled out the bandages, his hand trembled slightly.
The wound area was already a mixture of places where blood had hardened and turned dark red and bright red spreading bleeding. Hae-yeong instinctively drew in her breath.
“Just wrap the bandage.”
Taejun’s voice was heavy and rough, but the pain hidden within it came through clearly. He gestured toward the rolled bandage.
Hae-yeong barely managed to unroll the bandage that wouldn’t hold properly due to her trembling fingertips, and the moment she faced the wound, she was mixed with compassion and questions.
She whispered while wiping away flowing tears with one hand.
“Are, are you okay? Where did you get hurt?”
How badly he was hurt was obvious to see, so she wanted to know why and where he had gotten so severely injured.
What could cause a perfectly fine college student to suddenly get hurt like this.
Normally when you get hurt, I mean usually… you go to the hospital.
No matter how much Gi Chairman was from lowlife thug origins, he was now a proper company chairman. And Taejun was his cherished, proud, and smart son. Gi Chairman wanted to pass down the respectable company he had built to such a Taejun.
Gi Chairman used to say like a habit that his lifelong wish was not to get blood on his children’s hands. And that wish had been well kept until now.
Until now.
Unable to swallow or let flow the tears that had filled up to her throat, Hae-yeong just trembled her hands, not knowing what to do.
There was a good reason why Hae-yeong feared blood so much. Her father, whom she thought was an ordinary office worker commuting to work, had also once suddenly returned home covered in blood.
Taejun snatched the bandage with his blood-soaked hand and grumbled briefly.
“You talk too much.”
Even in the midst of this, Hae-yeong helped him wrap the bandage with her trembling fingertips.
His body temperature transmitted through her fingertips felt like it was growing cold, making her feel restless.
“This, this wound is too deep. You need to go to the hospital.”
“Shut up and wrap the bandage.”
Taejun’s tone was cold, but his face clearly showed signs of exhaustion. He looked precarious like a candle about to go out.
Facing his completely pale face drained of blood, an even greater fear overwhelmed Hae-yeong.
“You, you might die.”
That you die if you lose a lot of blood was a fact everyone knew. Wherever Taejun had gotten hurt and how long he had been exposed in this condition, it was natural to be worried.
Taejun snatched Hae-yeong’s fumbling hand and murmured quietly.
“Focus, tie it well so it doesn’t come loose.”
Caught by his cold hand and pulled close to Taejun, Hae-yeong finally began wrapping bandages around his bare upper body.
Up close, the wound was deeper than expected.
Even after placing gauze and wrapping the bandage once, twice, blood seeped out abundantly.
“I don’t think we can just leave this. Let’s go to the hospital quickly.”
Hae-yeong warned Taejun with tear-filled eyes.
“That’s enough now. Go on out.”
Finally finishing wrapping the bandage and removing her hands, Taejun looked at her for a long while then breathed out shortly.
Even after hearing his words, Hae-yeong couldn’t easily step away.
One thing was certain. Taejun was hiding something.
“Where did you get hurt? …Who did you fight with? Why? Are you a thug too? You said you were a college student. What could cause a student to get hurt this badly?”
Hae-yeong’s voice trembled. Her questions mixed with confusion and fear poured out.
Taejun sighed and closed his eyes briefly. His gaze toward Hae-yeong was heavy and exhausted.
“Shut up and get lost.”
That was the only thing she could hear from him.
But Hae-yeong didn’t stop.
“At least, you could give some explanation to the person who helped you. I’m, I’m scared. What if something goes wrong just leaving it like this…”
Though she didn’t know how to accept the unrealistic situation unfolding before her eyes, Hae-yeong couldn’t just leave the wounded Taejun alone.
“Do I have an obligation to explain everything to you in detail?”
Taejun murmured lowly. However, within his cold and firm voice, some unknown wavering passed through.
Hae-yeong reached toward him then hesitated. Her hand stopped in mid-air.
“Can you, walk? Can you get to your room? You can’t stay here forever. Your, your clothes too. What should I do? How can I help you?”
Taejun turned his head to look at her. His gaze had become somewhat softer, but a solid wall could still be felt.
“Hae-yeong.”
He called her name in a low voice. But the words that followed didn’t come.
A brief silence flowed.
“Don’t get cocky just because you helped a little, acting like you’re something special.”
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