Chapter 189: Update (4) |
Transfusion was the act of giving or receiving blood. I knew the dictionary meaning of the word, but I didn't like either situation.
All sorts of thoughts began to flood my mind. Because of this, my steps to Yoo-Jin's room quickened.
However, the building was so large that it took time to reach Yoo-Jin's room even though it was also on the second floor.
That was when a loud noise came from the first floor.
Crash!
"XX! XXX! XXXX!"
Chris's voice followed by Ricky and Michael's could be heard. A loud crash and the sound of a brief scuffle and yelling continued.
It was the sound of them grabbing Chris.
'Could it be that Chris had an accomplice?' I wondered.
However, I never felt anyone pass by my door, not to mention that Ricky wouldn't have guarded the stairs so carelessly either.
At that moment, I wondered if there was another passage leading to the second floor. Otherwise, there was no way Yoo-Jin or Miso would be placed in a situation requiring a transfusion.
As soon as I reached the door to Yoo-Jin's room, I checked the planner again. But the newly added schedule for a transfusion 15 minutes later was still the same.
[Everyday V10.1]
[Date: June 25, 2020]
-00:15 AM [NEW. Jung Yoo-Jin] Visit to Bohol Hospital for a blood transfusion.
Not having the patience or time to wait for Ricky, I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door to Yoo-Jin's room.
Click.
As the faint moonlight entered, the silhouettes in the dimly lit room came into view.
On the bed was Miso stretched out and Yoo-Jin lying on her side, turned toward Miso.
Rustle!
That's when I noticed a woman about 150 cm tall with permed hair and a plump figure rummaging through a bag beside the bedside drawer.
'What? Anita. Were you in on this too?'
Anita, bending over and searching through something, was the helper assigned to us by Kim Chang-Jin.
I didn't know what was going on, but Anita was inside Yoo-Jin's room.
As soon as I saw her, I thought I had to cautiously grab her without surprising her, because she might wield a weapon and potentially harm the oblivious Yoo-Jin if startled.
I quietly crept toward Anita.
But just then, Chris' scream came through the open door.
"XX! XX!"
Simultaneously, the startled Anita quickly turned around. In her left hand was a long piece of metal.
'Is that a knife?'
I lunged at Anita without a moment's hesitation.
Thud!
My body slam lifted Anita off her feet and slammed her into the drawer. At that moment, Anita dropped the metal object she was holding to the floor.
Clang!
At the same time, I kicked the dropped metal object away. As the knife skidded away, I didn't miss the opportunity to hold onto Anita.
"XX! XXXX!"
That's when Anita's sharp voice woke Yoo-Jin, who sat up abruptly. Before fully grasping the situation, she instinctively turned and hugged Miso to protect her.
"Yoo-Jin, it's okay!"
Yoo-Jin looked at me and shouted in a trembling voice. "O-oppa?"
"Yes, it's me. It's all over now, so you can relax..."
"What, what happened? What's going on?"
Yoo-Jin's voice was urgent, so I kept reassuring her by repeatedly telling her that everything was okay. "It's okay. There's nothing going on."
My heart felt like it was about to burst, but I kept repeating that it was okay because Yoo-Jin would get even more frightened if I breathed heavily to catch my breath.
Fortunately, Miso turning around in her sleep seemed to mistake the situation for a dream and just muttered.
In the meantime, I heard footsteps approaching from the entrance. Perhaps having finished clearing the first floor, the sound was of someone running to check on the safety of their primary protection target.
Worried that Ricky or Michael might mistake me for a threat, I immediately made my presence known.
"It's me! Turn on the lights first since the situation here is over as well!"
Click.
The fluorescent lights turned on.
"But, but I was definitely guarding the stairs...How did this even happen?" Ricky stuttered.
"Ricky!" I cried out.
Ricky looked stunned with his eyes wide open before running to my side. "Ah, I'm sorry, boss!"
Ricky quickly pulled out cable ties from his side and adeptly bound Anita's wrists.
"Let go of me! I said let go!" Anita screamed.
It seemed that Anita had tried to rob Yoo-Jin's room directly since she had not seen us put away the valuables in the safe.
"How did you get in here? Tell me!" Ricky shouted.
Only after watching Ricky start to interrogate Anita was I finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Phew~."
Yoo-Jin and Miso could have been harmed if it weren't for the planner.
'What if Yoo-Jin had woken up to the sound of the drawer opening?' I wondered.
Just imagining it sent chills throughout my body. Just when I thought I could finally relax, a thought crossed my mind.
'Could this also be a price for changing fate?'
After traveling back in time, I saved Miso and changed Yoo-Jin's life. Since then, I had been paving a flowery path in Yoo-Jin's life. But it seemed like the god of fate was intent on correcting everything I changed like a spiteful being that couldn't stand to see things going well.
'Otherwise, how could I explain all these misfortunes befalling Yoo-Jin and Miso?'
The movie 'Destination' came to mind once again.
But whatever the divine will was, I had the means to resist fate: the planner, now even better through an upgrade.
Once again, I reaffirmed my life's goal.
No matter what happened, I was determined to give Yoo-Jin a happy life and likewise for every member of Faithful, even if it meant fighting with the god of fate forever.
I steadied my breath and pulled out my phone from my pocket to check the schedule in the planner, hoping that the schedule I saw previously would disappear.
[Everyday V10.1]
[Date: June 25, 2020]
-00:15 a.m. <Schedule Deleted>
(Deleted Schedule: [NEW. Jung Yoo-Jin] Visit to Bohol Hospital for a blood transfusion.)
It was over. There was no longer any need for transfusions.
'What a relief.'
That was when Yoo-Jin called out to me with a trembling voice. "O-oppa..."
"It's okay. Don't worry, it's all over," I assured her.
"N-no…it's just...there's blood on your arm..." Yoo-Jin stuttered in shock.
Following Yoo-Jin's gaze, I turned to look at my left arm where the fabric was torn and frayed.
The wound wasn't severe but a bit worse than a scrape. I seemed to have been injured by the knife Anita was holding when I collided with her.
"Oh, it's nothing. I tried to dodge it, but I guess it didn't work. Ha ha. Still, this isn't too bad. A bit of ointment and it'll heal quickly," I replied.
That was when Lee Yung-Jin burst through the door holding a frying pan in hand.
"Miss Yoo-Jin~~!!"
Lee Mi-Ri also appeared right behind him with a long stick in her hand and adopting a kendo stance.
I said to them, "The situation is over. Everything is okay, so you guys can both relax."
"What?"
"I'll tell you all about it later. So Yung-Jin, put that down. And you too, Mdm. Lee."
Then Yoo-Jin carefully handed over the sleepy Miso to Lee Yung-Jin. "Yung-Jin oppa, please look after Miso."
"Oh, okay," replied the still-startled Lee Yung-Jin.
After entrusting Miso to Lee Yung-Jin, Yoo-Jin hurried over to me. Then she quickly pulled out a towel and began wrapping my arm with it.
"Yoo-Jin, I'm okay, really. It's not that bad," I assured her.
But Yoo-Jin didn't listen to me and started tightly wrapping my arm with the towel.
Lee Mi-Ri went downstairs to get an emergency kit, but Yoo-Jin didn't seem to have the patience to wait.
"You're always like this. Always! Whether it's stopping a runaway car or fighting gangsters at Uncle Music, you always put others first and never care about your own life. Do you think you’re Superman or something?" Yoo-Jin grumbled.
Yoo-Jin's mumbling pierced my heart. I had no idea she'd remember all those things. Because of that, I could only extend my arm without saying anything back.
In an instant, my arm was tightly wrapped in a towel. I felt like I was wearing Thanos' gauntlet.
Yoo-Jin sighed heavily and then turned toward Anita, who was now tied up with cable ties and unable to move.
"You! Be thankful Yoon-Ho oppa isn't seriously hurt!" Yoo-Jin berated her.
From then on, Yoo-Jin started scolding Anita in Korean which the latter couldn't understand.
***
While Yoo-Jin was berating Anita, Ricky came to report the situation.
Apparently, gang member Chris had betrayed his accomplice after knowing that there was money in the first-floor safe and tried to hog it all for himself.
Unaware of this, accomplice Anita had used a VIP emergency exit to sneak into Yoo-Jin's second-floor bedroom. That was the reason she didn't encounter Ricky or me guarding the first-floor stairway.
Ricky bowed. "Chris is tied up on the first floor and I've called the resort manager. Mr. Jason will soon catch the accomplices outside and then everyone will be taken to the police station. I'll gladly accept any reprimands for the security lapse."
"There's no need for reprimands. Let's just focus on wrapping this situation up without an issue."
At that moment, Jason called me.
-Mr. Jung, we've arrested one of the Ahas Organization members waiting outside.
Jason vowed to handle all the troublesome matters himself, ensuring that all the gang members would be handed over to the police.
As things were nearly wrapped up, Yoo-Jin said to me with a displeased expression, "Oppa, leave the follow-up to Yung-Jin oppa and go to the hospital first. Okay?"
But I couldn't leave the follow-up to the clueless Lee Yung-Jin.
"Hold on. I'll finish this quickly," I replied.
After calming Yoo-Jin down, I repeatedly issued instructions to Ricky.
At that moment, Miso ran up to me and tilted her head curiously. "Uncle Yoon-Ho, you're bleeding. Doesn't it hurt?"
"Not at all."
"You're lying, aren't you? You're just pretending it doesn’t hurt," Miso said with a worried expression.
I smiled at her. "No, it's true."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Relieved, Miso sighed and then hugged me tightly. "Uncle Yoon-Ho, don’t get hurt. I’ll start crying if you get hurt."
I patted her back as she spoke with a worried voice.
"Okay, I won’t. Were you scared, Miso?" I asked.
"No. I wasn't scared at all thanks to Uncle Yoon-Ho!" Miso exclaimed.
At that moment, Miso seemed to remember something and whispered in my ear. "Uncle Yoon-Ho, Mom was really scared."
I nodded. "I know."
"Then let's go to the hospital first like Mom said, okay?" Miso urged me.
When Miso urged me as well, I could no longer continue giving work instructions. "Okay, I will."
After detaching Miso who was clinging to me, I turned toward Yoo-Jin facing the wall. "Fine, Yoo-Jin. I'll stop working and go to the hospital."
Still turned away, Yoo-Jin answered gruffly. "Are you going right now?"
"Yes, I am."
Only then did Yoo-Jin turn around, and I noticed tear streaks in her eyes.
Meeting my gaze, she hastily wiped her tears and said, "H-hurry up and go to the hospital, oppa."
In the meantime, Lee Mi-Ri arrived with the first aid kit. "Just a moment! Miss Yoo-Jin, let's disinfect it first. And don't worry, I've called someone for help."
Untying the Thanos-like gauntlet that Yoo-Jin had tightly wrapped was harder than expected. Eventually, we had to use scissors from the emergency kit to cut the towel.
While disinfecting, everyone confirmed that the wound wasn't as bad as they feared. Sighs of relief were heard from around.
Simultaneously, Park Bull-Chool and Kim Chang-Jin burst in wearing pajamas.
"Team Lead Jung! What happened here?"
"Miss Yoo-Jin, are you okay?"
"What's going on? What is all this chaos?"
Kim Chang-Jin exclaimed in shock at the scene unfolding before him. "T-Team Lead Jung! Why is the room like this? And what about that wound?"
"It's all over, so don't worry," I assured them.
I explained the situation briefly to Kim Chang-Jin and asked him to handle the cleanup.
"Y-yes. Leave it to me," Kim Chang-Jin answered.
Soon after, the hotel's general manager arrived with staff members. After receiving apologies from the continuously apologizing hotel general manager, I headed to the hospital with Lee Yung-Jin.
On the way to the hospital, I looked at my phone and thought to myself, 'Thank you, Everyday.'
Thanks to the updated Everyday app, I was able to defy fate once again.
Ristretto's Thoughts
What, how did Miso not wake up from all that chaos
