Han Gi-soo, who is very upset and angry about this situation, looks at Yang-choi and Hyun-ho angrily, "No… no. You shouldn't .." he shouts.
Young-choi ignores his words and heads towards the bedroom.
Han Gi-soo sits angrily on the sofa and looks at Kim. "When the two of you are in this situation, what should others do? Damn… what the hell should we do?! Woe to us."
Young-choi enters the bedroom.
She stands in front of the bed.
She hits the bottom of the bed with her foot.
The bottom of the bed moves up and attaches to the wall like a picture frame.
Under the bed, a piece of wooden flooring is moving upwards. 'Tick'
She grabs the edge of the flooring and guides it upwards.
The safe door appears.
She opens the safe.
Cash.
Two 9mm semi-automatic pistols.
A revolver - 44 Magnum
A small 4.5mm caliber handgun with a distinctive appearance and a raging tiger symbol engraved on the butt.
This gun was custom-made for Young-choi many years ago.
Multiple passports.
A few small gold bars with a design of an angry tiger engraved on them.
A satellite phone.
A small, special satellite messenger that looks a lot like a satellite phone.
She picks up the satellite messenger.
She turns on the messenger and stares at it with some hesitation.
There's just one button, a push button on it that says 'sos'.
There is a small monitor at the top.
Sun-hee's father also had a messenger of this type, but it was larger and more advanced than this one.
This one is a little different.
Apparently it was specially designed and manufactured.
Young-choi presses the push button.
For a few moments, the yellow flashing light under the key will turn on and blink.
The yellow light stays on for 5 seconds.
The light turns green, and after 5 seconds the light turns off.
[Sent message]. This text is displayed on the small monitor.
The messenger turns off.
She puts the messenger in the safe and goes back to the kitchen.
She takes out the surgical supplies from various parts of the house.
Han Gi-soo looks at his wife in surprise and turns his gaze in despair towards the dining table and
Hyun-ho on it. "I can change the table, but… but I can't change the house!"
Hyun-ho looks at Han Gi-soo without realizing what's going on around him and laughs again.
Han Gi-soo gets close to Hyun-ho.
"You know, Bro, I don't have any money… Do you know how expensive a house is now!? With two kids, the new house should have more bedrooms"…
Hyun-ho is still laughing. Han Gi-soo looks at him in surprise.
"Good luck Bro... I wish I was in your shoes right now."
Young-choi comes back to Hyun-ho and places the items she had taken out from various areas on the dining table next to Hyun-ho.
Hyun-ho's laughter stops.
Hyun-ho tightly grabs Young-choi's hand, "Doc, Kim first."
"I am the doctor and I will determine who is first."
Young-choi is still gathering tools for Hyun-ho's surgery.
"I can't do anything for Kim, I'm just a surgeon."
Han Gi-soo looks at Young-choi angrily. "Why doesn't anyone understand what I'm saying?! Honey, we have two kids up there," he shouts angrily.
Young-choi, whose blood was boiling from her husband's grumbling, tries to control her anger, "Shut up... shut up, Darling. How much are you grumbling?! Come help me before they coming."
"Ha!!! They're coming?! Who's coming?"
"Please… please just shut up. Finish it. Come help me. If you can't help me, go to the kids." Young-choi is now pleading with Han Gi-soo.
She starts the surgery on Hyun-ho's left hand.
Han Gi-soo comes towards her while helping her.
"Honey, who's coming?"
…
Half an hour has passed.
Hyun-ho's left hand surgery is almost complete.
Han Gi-soo bandages Hyun-ho's hand.
He had done this several times in the past.
Young-choi goes to Hyun-ho's right hand.
Han Gi-soo approaches her and whispers in her ear, "Who's coming?"
"You've asked me a hundred times by now. I'm tired, honey! Are you a parrot? Finish it. Please. You'll see for yourself when they come."
"Darling, darling, why don't you free my brain? Please... Why? Everyone knows that my brain can't handle even one unanswered question!… So who's coming?"
Hyun-ho endures a lot of pain.
Without paying attention to her husband, Young-choi injects both of Hyun-ho's hands with strong anesthetic again.
The doorbell is heard.
Young-choi and Han Gi-Soo both stare at the door.
She looks at Han Gi-soo.
But he is still staring at the door.
He walks angrily toward the door.
Young-choi picks up one of the loaded syringe of morphine she prepared for Hyun-ho and walks towards Han Gi-soo.
Beyond the door, outside the house…
The sky is dark and moonless and starless.
The wind moved the branches of the trees.
Even though it has just started to rain, the smell of the earth getting damp can be smelled.
In this absolute darkness, the light of the lamp has seeped out from behind the window and through the curtains of the house.
The howling of the wind is like the wailing of angry spirits in the complex environment.
Two women are standing behind the door with several bags.
Despite being very fat, Jung Ae-ra is smiling and wearing a slightly tight gown with a small blanket thrown over her, and of course, cotton shoes, standing next to Lee Ji-hye and staring at her.
"Are you okay? What was your name? Did you work with Doc before?"
Apparently, Ae-ra came here from a party, carrying a large gym bag and several medium-sized plastic bags.
Lee Ji-hye looks very serious and tough, with a well-groomed and stylish look in leather clothes and boots.
She is not paying attention to Ae-ra and is staring straight ahead very seriously.
She is carrying two leather bags!
And the door of the house opens.
Han Gi-soo, who had initially walked towards the door with an angry face, now opens the door with a very happy and smiling face.
He was in shock.
An intense smile that seems forced.
It's enough that his mouth is stretched from smiling, the corners of his lips are torn.
The ladies stare at him in surprise.
Han Gi-soo looks at both of them with a smile, "Ladies."
Han Gi-soo stares at Ae-ra and raises his eyebrows in the same mocking manner.
He's falling to the ground, with the same mocking laugh that he had been staring at Ae-ra.
At the same time, Young-choi stands in front of the door as he falls.
The two women initially wanted to grab Han Gi-soo, but they were so excited when they saw Young-choi that they both walked past Han Gi-soo and hugged her.
Young-choi wanted to catch Han Gi-Soo so that he wouldn't fall to the ground, but he couldn't reach him.
Han Gi-soo fell to the ground in the same position.
All three look at him.
Lee Ji-hye used to help Young-choi. She was his assistant for several years.
But Jung Ae-ra worked with Young-choi for a short time. Just in the last few weeks.
They both greet Young-choi.
They haven't seen each other for years.
After 10 years.
All three look at Han Gi-soo in surprise.
Han Gi-soo is getting up.
They pick him up, carry him into the house, and place him on another couch next to Kim.
[The effect of the morphine was instantaneous].
Han Gi-soo became happy very soon!!!
He is enjoying this good mood.
Now the world is not worth as much to him as a mosquito.
"Ladies, please check on Kim. She has a pulse, but she fell unconscious on the floor after a panic attack."
Ji-hye quickly puts both bags on the floor.
Ae-ra removes the remaining needle from the syringe of morphine from Han Gi-soo's buttock and shows it to Young-choi.
Young-choi goes to Hyun-ho.
She notices that the needle is not on the syringe and looks at Ah-ra and places the syringe on the table next to Hyun-ho.
She prepares Hyun-ho's right hand for surgery.
Ji-hye opens the smaller bag and takes out the blood pressure monitor.
She takes a small notebook from the small zipper on the side of the bag.
Ji-hye looks at Ae-ra. "Don't you want to do something?!"
Ae-ra stares at her in surprise and waves her hands in a gesture of ignorance. "Like what?"
Ji-hye gives the small notebook to Ah-ra. "Write down everything I tell you."
She takes Kim's blood pressure. "9 over 6 – low."
Every word Ji-hye says, Ae-ra writes it down in a notebook. Word for word.
"Doc, what was his blood pressure before?"
Young-choi, who is performing surgery on Hyun-ho's right hand tendon, pauses: "It was almost 9."
Ae-ra looks at them both in surprise.
A certain joy is visible on Ae-ra's face.
She seems happy to be here, oblivious to the current circumstances.
Ji-hye attaches the blood oxygen monitor to Kim's index finger.
The device displays the number 89 a few seconds later.
"Doc, his blood oxygen is at 89!"
Young-choi pauses and closes her eyes during the procedure.
She is very upset about this situation and this situation. "Our situation has never been like this." These are the whispers that she makes to herself.
Ji-hye takes out the bag mask device and places it on Kim's face.
She looks at Ae-ra. "What was your name?"
Ae-ra happily holds the notebook in her other hand and extends her hand towards Ji-hye in greeting. "Ae-ra… Jung Ae-ra."
Ji-hye, ignoring Ae-ra, begins CPR on Kim. "One breath every 5 seconds… Got it?"
The sound of Ae-ra's stomach rumbling echoes in the room.
Ji-hye looks at Ae-ra in surprise and stares at her stomach.
"Sorry. Sorry. It's not my fault. I'm really hungry. You know I…"
Ji-hye interrupts Ae-ra. "I don't care if you're hungry or not. Every 5 seconds."
"Yeah, I know. I'm a nurse too. I mean I was. I retired."
A little further away, Han Gi-soo shows strange and unnatural movements and talks to himself.
Incoherent and jumbled sentences. "Sweet!... Too white is not good either."
He barely stands up in a dazed state and takes a few steps towards Kim.
He kneels on the floor and walks over to Ji-hye's bag on all fours. "I want some of these too." He picks up an syringe.
Ji-hye notices Han Gi-soo and takes the syringe from him, puts it in the bag, and zips it up.
Ae-ra sits next to her and continues CPR. But the sound of her stomach rumbling still echoes in the air.
Ae-ra points to Han Gi-soo, "Pees… Pees… Are you hungry too? Can you bring my bag?… It's over there."
Han Gi-soo looks at the bag and goes to it on his knees.
He picks up the bag and turns to Ae-ra. He drags the bag on the floor.
The sound of a bag rustling on the floor breaks the silence of the house. And again, Ae-Ra's stomach grumbles.
Ji-hye walks over to Young-choi. "I want a portable power cord. Something's not right about Mr. Kim. I want to get a CT scan of his head."
"Did you bring the CT scan machine with you?"
"Yes… there was a portable model in the spare room, I said it might be needed."
"We have one in the warehouse. That stack," she directs Ji-hye to the warehouse.
Suddenly, the smell of chicken and sausage sandwiches filled the room.
Han Gi-soo opened the bag.
He is holding a plastic bag containing several chicken and sausage sandwiches and smells strongly.
Ae-ra continues CPR with her left hand and takes a chicken sandwich out of the plastic bag and starts eating it.
[Smoked shredded chicken with spicy sauce].
Han Gi-soo also grabs a can of soda and a sausage sandwich and starts eating.
"I liked it… You did the right thing… Very, good… Um… I know... Delicious… Do you think…" He looks at Ae-ra's stomach in surprise.
"Am… did you hide your muscles here?" Han Gi-soo presses Ae-ra's stomach with his finger.
[Snap].
A loud noise filled the entire house.
Han Gi-soo was sitting next to Ae-ra, eating a sausage sandwich and a soda.
Ae-ra was momentarily upset and angry at Han Gi-soo's move and slapped him in the face with a very hard and heavy slap.
The drink is released from his hand and thrown at Young-choi's feet.
Hyun-ho is almost unconscious, but Young-choi stares at the two of them in surprise for a brief
moment. Han Gi-soo looks at Young-choi and laughs, "Hehehe… honey!"
Young-choi shakes her head in disappointment and continues to work, ignoring Han Gi-soo.
Ae-ra, who had left the mask bag for a moment, calmly picked it up again and continued CPR.
Han Gi-soo, who seems to have regained some consciousness, But is still looking around in a daze.
He stares at Hyun-ho.
"Honey!… honey!"
He looks at his empty hand holding the soda in surprise.
[Burps].
And he looks around confused again.
Han Gi-soo takes another soda from Ae-ra's bag.
Opens the soda.
Apparently he doesn't know what happened.
Regardless of the situation, he starts eating sausage sandwiches and soda.