Chapter 140 - Bad Delivery

Ye Rim and Dr. Kim were doing some stretching on the park's outdoor gym equipment as the night fell. The early evening was pleasant, but a bit windy. The singer was commenting on her day, and how she found out that her Sunbaenim had sought out another plastic surgeon.

"Is this Dr. Gong a good professional?"

"Ye Rim, doctors need to maintain professional ethics ..." he excused trying not to give any opinion on the matter.

"So, if you need to use this type of response to omit your opinion, it is because you disapprove of his ethics or capability."

"Even so, my disapproval can be for personal reasons and even disagreement in methods, and not because the professional is incompetent or something. The Medicine Council determines such things, not me."

"But Oppa disapproves of his methods," Ye Rim insisted, teasing and pushing for an answer. But she had a smile on her face to let him know that this was not a real discussion.

"You are terrible! I don't know what Duk Mi said to him or what he said to Duk Mi. I also don't know whether Duk Mi will undergo all the procedures he wanted when he came to see me. What do you want? Validate your opinion that Dr. Gong is a bad professional? Or validate your opinion that Duk Mi does not need plastic surgery? I told you once: nowadays,  plastic surgery is rarely a functional NEED."

Ye Rim knew that Kim Jun Hyeon took his profession very seriously, and also that Jun Hyeon was not in his best mood today. She thought it best to change the subject, and asked,

"As for the Chinese donor that Na Ra wanted you to impress with a dance, Oppa, did you get the donation?"

"She left without I could meet her in person, which was a shame. But I will try to talk to her at another time. Apparently, the Fashion Ball was only good for your friend Eun Ha-ssi and this Ryan Lee. I was wondering if we will have a male plastic trending coming up. All you see are comments about this guy: IS RYAN LEE A HOAX? RYAN LEE'S DIET? RYAN LEE STYLE: DO YOU LIKE RUSTIC HANDSOMENESS?" 

He seemed to say this to lighten the mood, and Ye Rim laughed, holding on to the desire to reveal Ryan Lee's secret. He would wait to know what would happen to Kang Dae before spreading that Ryan Lee was her neighbor. He proposed a short walk through the park, while they waited for the dance hall to be free for them. 

The doctor asked,

"So, do you think rustic men are super hot, Ye Rim?"

She bit her lip, feeling it was a trap.

"Uhm…"

°°°

Ji Hyeon still doesn't know the name of her savior, while the scooter of the Greengrocer Yoo's delivery boy passes by the park near her house. A lot has changed in the years she was locked in a bas.e.m.e.nt, but she recognized some points in the neighborhood. She knew, for example, that on the other side of the park was her old dance school, where she and Jun practiced. Jun liked to run in the park in the late afternoon, in the past. Usually when he was in a bad mood that was what he did. Unlike her who used to lock herself in the room.

People go jogging or just walk through the park's alleys at that time, regardless of the big event that evening. She was coming home!

She recognizes, in the distance, the roof and the window of her room, when the scooter turns the corner of her street. Her heart is pounding hard and Ji Hyeon feels isolated from the outside world, remembering when her family came to live in this house. She tries to keep her breathing steady so as not to pass out, as she feels a little dizzy with emotion.

The scooter stops right in front of the mansion's walls, and the delivery boy helps her down. Ji Hyeon looks up at the high wall and massive gate, which prevents any view from inside the house. Her knees are soft, and her mouth is dry.

On the other side of that gate was her family.

"Is it the place? The address you gave me lead us here. At least that's what the GPS says," said the young boy beside her, also looking up at the high wall.

Ji Hyeon said nothing.

How would your family react to your return?

"Agassi? Are you sure it is the right place?"

She nodded, wanting to smile for the first time.

"Aren't you going to touch the intercom? Agassi?" he asked, seeming to struggle between impatience and kindness. She looked at the device on the wall, and approached it slowly. Her hands were shaking, and she clenched her fists to control the tremor. Looking at the device, she realized that there was a small camera.

After a hesitation, she pressed the button.

Her heart counted down, with each beep.

"Agassi, you better take your helmet off, don't you think?"

Ji Hyeon was confused, but then realized that he still hadn't taken off her helmet. She unfastened the buckle and turned, lowering her head to remove the helmet and return it.

When she lifted her head, she saw a stick meet the delivery man's skull with a thud. There was no time to shout or prevent it to happen.

The boy still spun and tried to grab his attacker, but Dae Won stepped to the side when the delivery boy fell off balance and leaned over, with blood dripping from his head.

The delivery boy took two blind steps forward, bending down, throwing himself at Dae Won, who again used the improvised club against his opponent. It hit the boy twice in his back. The delivery man still managed to land a punch in the abdomen of the armed attacker, but he doubled over and fell to the ground.

Ji Hyeon had two alternatives.

At that moment, she chose to run.

°°°

The attack from behind took Chang Mi by surprise, but he understood one thing: that noona was in great danger. He had no idea what that woman was going through, but she was in a panic. Her face was not the best thing to see. It looked like a stained mask of skin drawing back her muscles of the face, stiff and scarry. But when that person lying on the bike path was ignored by the other cyclists, he had to stop and help her up. He didn't imagine at that moment, of course, that it would get you out of the way of his delivery so much, or that it would end that way. With him trying to hold a man armed with a stick while poor noona ran away.

Dizzied, he punched right on the kidney of the man wearing mask and hood, but he was losing strength. At that moment, he regretted never going with Kang Dae to the boxing gym or at least doing some exercise. When he fell to the floor, out of breath, Chang Mi felt his hands tingle as if they were burning. He tried to regain his balance, although his head and back hurt a lot. The man turned to go after the noona, and Chang Mi grabbed his ankles, feeling the energy flow out of his hands like a stream.

The man screamed, immediately falling to the floor with his chest.

Panting, Chang Mi concentrated on having the strength in his legs to get to his feet, bewildered,

'Did I shock the masked guy? What I am?'

It didn't matter now. He came close to the fallen man.

'Is he unconscious?'

"HEY! HEY!!!!" he shouted, overcome with aggressive euphoria. "You son of a bitch, why did you do that, huh? What do you want with that noona, Uhn? Damn you!"

Still panting, he approached the man, who spun in a quick motion and hit him in the right knee with the stick. Chang Mi bent over again, in pain.

The student raised his hand, again feeling the rush of energy building up in his hands. However, before he could use it, the masked man hit him on the head again.

It was Chang Mi's turn to fall on his face on the asphalt, still watching the wheels of his scooter as the man got up, and followed behind the strange noona.

Chang Mi felt the blood drip from his forehead to his ears and the world spun over his head, but he didn't pass out. He just didn't have the strength to get up.

'Son of a bitch!' he thought, trying to join forces to get up and go after the bastard. But being honest with himself, he knew he couldn't.

Then he heard the intercom beep stop. Someone had finally answered.

But he needed a little more time to get up.

When he finally had the strength to do this without getting dizzy, Chang Mi went over to the mansion's intercom, and called until someone answered. A female voice that sounded annoyed answered,

"Yes?"

This was ridiculous. How to explain this through an intercom?

"Ajuhmeoni. I brought a woman here at her request. It would be better if I could explain it in person, because it is complicated. But someone attacked us in front of your home. A man came out of nowhere and hit me with a stick. I am bleeding."

"So I'm going to call the police," the arrogant voice said and hung up the intercom. Chang Mi pressed the button again, annoyed.

"Don't insist. I won't open the door to a stranger. Go to a hospital. I already said that I will call the police, you can wait on the street if you want."

'Idiots! They think it's a scam,' he thought.

"Aishhh, ajuhmma! I brought the Agassi with a burnt face. She looked lost and disoriented. She said she wanted to go home. And that this was her address. She was about that size, and wore a pink sweatshirt, with hair this size and her face looked… burnt," he gestured in front of the camera, trying to explain and convince them.

The intercom hung up immediately. Chang Mi insisted a little more, but only a few minutes later the same voice answered, this time furiously,

"I already called the police!"

"Aish! Aish! I quit! You are going to hell!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

The police would arrive and he would be the bad guy, instead of the hero. He didn't need that in his life.

Chang Mi wiped his face again, frustrated, and went to his scooter. He'd better try to find this noona by himself.