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Ten days had passed since Kang Chan woke up.
During that time, a grand funeral was held, and the cremated remains were laid to rest at the Daejeon National Cemetery.
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Yoo Hun-Woo Walked into a hospital room with an IV drip and five syringes. As soon as he entered, he looked at Kang Chan in disbelief.
Kang Chan had taken three bullets near his heart just a week ago, yet now, he was eating a sandwich with Seok Kang-Ho.
After Seok Kang-Ho twisted his neck, Gabriel was cremated in a coffin, had his bones finely ground, and was laid to rest at the Daejeon National Cemetery.
“Let’s clean your wounds first.”
Yoo Hun-Woo removed the bandages on Kang Chan’s chest. The sight made him shake his head in shock.
New flesh had formed, filling the holes left by the bullets.
After disinfecting and bandaging it, Yoo Hun-Woo exchanged the IV drip and stuck the syringe of drugs into it.
“What about the blood pack?”
“We have to inject the drugs first and wait two hours.”
“How’s Mother?”
“I’ll be honest. She’s on the brink of death. To make matters worse, she doesn’t have the will to live.”
Kang Chan wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“Please keep transfusing her my blood. All of this will be over in two weeks at most.”
“As you wish,” Yoo Hun-Woo replied with a look of frustration. Standing up from the chair, he added, “Dear Lord. I’m a doctor, yet I agreed to switch out a dead body! If this is discovered, I’m going to be a corpse dumper, aren’t I? I’ll also be the front man for public fraud of the South Korean citizens.”
As the one who treated Kang Chan and the last person to see him alive, Yoo Hun-Woo was inundated with interview requests from news...
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