Chapter 13: The Assassination Attempt
Outside, there was a bright night sky filled with stars, with a full moon hanging in the sky.
Soo-jin looked at Joon-ho with a tender and loving gaze while Joon-ho was confessing his love for her again, and a pink atmosphere formed around them.
As their eyes were locked, looking at each other, the noise of a door opening interrupted them. Looking at the door, they saw the nurse coming in.
The nurse, seeing Joon-ho's emotionless face and Soo-jin's angry expression, stiffened, not knowing whether to leave or go in.
As the nurse was stuck in her thoughts, Joon-ho spoke with a bone-chilling voice, "Why have you come here?"
The nurse, hearing Joon-ho's angry voice, shivered in fear, showing the medicine and syringe in her hands, saying, "Umm, it's medicine to give...time."
Joon-ho, looking at her with a piercing gaze, said in the same cold tone, "Leave and come again later."
The nurse hesitated and looked toward Soo-jin for help, not knowing what to do. Soo-jin, too, was angry and annoyed at the interruption of their conversation.
In fact, Soo-jin was more angry than Joon-ho himself, but knowing that Joon-ho's health was more important than their idle conversation, and that they could talk later at any time, she allowed the nurse in, nodding for her to do her duties, saying,
"Continue your thing."
Looking at Joon-ho, she said, "Let her do her job. Health is more important, and we can talk later after she's done."
Joon-ho, hearing his wife from behind, instantly changed his tone, smiling toward the nurse. He spoke, "Yes, continue. Health is more important, but..."
The last three words he said were chilling: "Do it fast." Hearing this, the nurse's hair started to stand up.
The nurse timidly walked toward the bed, holding the syringe, thinking to herself, "Don't worry, it won't take long."
The nurse, walking toward the bed, saw the floor beneath her and was shocked at the broken glass and spilled water but did not show her shock on her face.
She just wanted to complete her job and leave as fast as she could. Walking beside the bed, she gently took out the syringe, removing the cover from the needle.
Placing the needle in the medicine bottle, she filled the syringe with the medicine.
As she approached Soo-jin with the filled syringe, intending to inject her, Soo-jin was confused. Why was this nurse giving her the medicine instead of Joon-ho?
Considering the fact that this room was Joon-ho's and the patient here was Joon-ho—yes, she was sleeping in his bed, but the medicine should be for him.
As she wanted to stop the nurse from injecting the needle into her body, Soo-jin saw that Joon-ho was grabbing the nurse's hand just millimeters before the needle from the syringe pricked her skin.
The nurse, looking at the hand grabbing hers in a tight grip, saw Joon-ho's deep black, cold eyes oozing killing intent. Joon-ho, speaking with a dangerous voice, said:
"What are you doing?"
The nurse, hearing Joon-ho's dangerous voice and feeling his grip tightening immensely, began to feel pain.
Thinking she had been discovered, she now only wanted to leave safely. She spoke, dropping the syringe from her hand with a pained expression:
"I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry, I was just giving the medicine to the patient. I think you got the wrong idea. Sorry, sir, please let go of me. It hurts. I want to leave, please let go of me."
Soo-jin, seeing the nurse in pain and Joon-ho acting strangely, wanted to help the nurse as she grabbed Joon-ho's hand, saying:
"Leave her, what are you doing?"
Joon-ho, looking at Soo-jin, wanted to say something, but as he turned his head to look at her, the nurse instantly removed a prepared syringe from her pocket, intending to stab Joon-ho with it.
But Joon-ho, now fully alert, caught her hand before she had any chance to stab him. Grabbing both of her hands, he squeezed them tight, not letting go. The nurse then spoke:
"How did you know?"
Looking at her, Joon-ho said with a calm smirk, "Before coming inside, you should have read the patient's name on the door first."
The nurse sighed, her face twisting into a crazed smile as she kicked Joon-ho in the stomach. "Shit!" she muttered, as she started running out, speaking into her microphone,
"The mission has failed, I repeat, the mission has failed."
Amidst this confrontation, Soo-jin was stunned, frozen in shock. She had never seen assassins or someone trying to kill them.
As she saw Joon-ho on the ground, clutching his chest, she instantly got down near him, wanting to call for doctors and lay him on the bed.
But Joon-ho shouted at her, "Hide!" as he immediately got up on his feet, trying to catch the assassin, despite pain coursing throughout his body.
Soo-jin wanted to stop him, wanted to say it was dangerous, but a loud gunshot broke the window glass in the room as the bullet pierced Joon-ho's shoulder.
Soo-jin, looking at Joon-ho fall to the ground, saw blood constantly gushing out from the wound. Immediately, she grabbed him and started pulling him toward her.
Her mind and body were working on instinct; she did not know what she was doing.
Her body was in pain, with barely any strength left to walk, but with all her last bits of strength, she pulled him.
As Soo-jin was dragging the bleeding Joon-ho near the same wall where the window was, another loud gunshot could be heard, the bullet passing through the same window, stabbing the ground and marking its mark.
She was scared, muttering to herself, "Someone please save us, someone please, please save."
The sniper on the roof of the other building spoke into his microphone, "Shit, I can't get a clear shot.
They're hiding. Shit, shit, Alpha, why did you have to fail? You failed your mission and ruined my shot."
The leader of the group scolded the sniper, saying, "Stop it. It's no time to blame. I wanted to do this as quietly as possible, but it seems not."