Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 104.2
But that man, Ji Taehyuk, kept treating Eunwoo like a fool.
“You don’t know this either? I heard people your age are good with phones these days.”
“This is serious. You’ve never even used a laptop? Then what on earth do you usually do with your time?”
Eunwoo couldn’t give a clear answer to the man, Taehyuk’s, question.
The Eunwoo in his memories would wake up in the morning and head straight to work. His only break at the office was a short cigarette break; the rest of the time, he was fully focused on work. After that, he would rush off to a night shift at his part-time job.
He barely got three hours of sleep a day. Even that was completely lost due to this accident.
“I saw at least four messages saying you didn’t need to come in anymore. Just how many jobs were you working, Mr. Eunwoo?”
And so a month passed.
Ji Taehyuk visited him at the same time every day and only left around midnight.
And strangely enough, as that continued, Eunwoo found himself waiting for 7 p.m. without even realizing it.
“How foolish.”
He didn’t even know what this man did for a living—let alone why he was showing him any interest.
Just in case, he asked whether they had known each other before the accident, wondering if “Lee Eunwoo” had known him. But the only answer he got was no.
‘Then why?’
He couldn’t figure out his true intentions, but now it was time to wake up from this dreamlike stretch of time.
Thanks to Ji Taehyuk, Eunwoo had learned a lot about this world. He couldn’t say he had adapted as well as the locals, but he at least learned how to use a phone and the internet to some extent.
‘At the very least, I should be able to keep up the act of being Eunwoo.’
Since he’d lost his previous job, he would have to find new work. But before that, he would need to meet the only remaining “family” he had.
Eunwoo shoved all the electronics Ji Taehyuk had brought him into his bag and let out a deep breath.
“…You’re really just going to leave?”
As Eunwoo changed clothes and slung his bag over his shoulder, the doctor who had been overseeing him cautiously asked.
“Yes. You said I didn’t need to be hospitalized anymore.”
“Th-that’s true, but…”
“If Mr. Ji Taehyuk comes, please tell him I was grateful for everything.”
No one shows kindness without a reason. Ji Taehyuk was probably being nice only out of guilt for nearly causing “Lee Eunwoo’s” death.
And from Eunwoo’s perspective, there was nothing good about getting too comfortable in this situation. After all, he had been thrown into a different world where he didn’t know a single person—he had to stay sharp.
“Ah… this isn’t right…”
For some reason, the doctor looked anxious as he watched Eunwoo.
But Eunwoo only gave a polite bow and left the hospital room without hesitation.
Two hours later.
Ji Taehyuk visited the hospital as usual and fell silent for a moment when he found the room empty.
“Where did he go?”
“W-well…”
“I clearly told you to make sure he couldn’t be discharged.”
At the cold tone in his voice, the doctor flinched and lowered his head.
“M-Mr. Ji…”
“If I end up suffering again from not being able to sleep… you’re going to take responsibility, are you, Director Seo? Hmm?”
Ji Taehyuk turned to the doctor and gave his shoulder a light tap.
A completely different, high-handed attitude compared to how he was in front of Eunwoo. But the doctor could only keep his mouth shut and bow deeply.
“Give me his address.”
“I-I can’t just hand over a patient’s personal information like that…”
“Can’t just hand it over?”
“…”
“Do you want this hospital shut down?”
***
At Ji Taehyuk’s threat, the doctor could do nothing but bow his head even deeper.
Lee Eunwoo.
Learning about that small, fragile person… it really was the result of a fleeting whim.
“H-huh? I’ll take a detour, sir. There seems to have been an accident up ahead…”
“An accident?”
“Yes, looks like a hit-and-run. Wh-what? That bastard in the truck! He just hit someone and drove off!”
At his secretary’s voice, Ji Taehyuk looked up from his tablet.
A dark night. If someone had been hit in such a deserted place and left alone, they’d almost certainly die.
“M-Mr. Ji. At least call 119 before we leave…”
At the secretary’s suggestion, Ji Taehyuk opened the car door and stepped outside.
Red blood staining the asphalt.
He had seen countless people dying like this before. Yet strangely, he couldn’t take his eyes off this one.
“Take him with us.”
“Sir?”
“Take him to the hospital.”
That strange whim had taken hold of him that strongly.
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