Byeong-hui Jang was moved to a general ward the very next day.

And as though they had been waiting for it, Jung-seo Kim and Du-ho Song came to see him.

"Brother. Are you all right?"

Jung-seo Kim called to Byeong-hui Jang in a worried voice.

The nurse at the bedside, checking the drip, cautioned him.

"He needs to rest for a while, so keep your voice down, please."

Realizing his voice had been loud, Jung-seo Kim quickly shut his mouth and nodded.

Having finished adjusting the drip, the nurse told them to press the button above his head at once if anything was wrong, and left the room.

"Brother. Let's report it first of all."

"Report? Report what?"

Byeong-hui Jang bore the dizziness and asked.

Thinking that Byeong-hui Jang hadn't taken the situation in properly because he'd only just woken, Jung-seo Kim made his voice as calm as he could and said,

"The police say they're investigating, but we know who did this, don't we? If we tell the police that, then straight away—"

"Brother."

Du-ho Song stopped him.

"You heard what the nurse said just now, didn't you? She says he has to rest, so let's leave that subject for the moment."

"Brother. Even so, we ought to let the police know—"

"The police will handle that themselves. What is there for us to tell them?"

Saying that reporting it to the police was meaningless in itself, Du-ho Song rose from his seat.

"That's enough — you should go. Vice-Chairman Kim may be looking for you."

"I put in for leave with Secretary Choi today."

"You're not family. How strange do you think the Vice-Chairman will find it if he hears you took a day off? So off you go."

Du-ho Song judged that if Jung-seo Kim stayed there he would go on saying they had to report it.

So he pulled Jung-seo Kim up himself and hurried him out of the room.

"I only… wanted to see whether Brother Byeong-hui was all right…"

"He's all right. You heard the doctor say so earlier, didn't you? So off you…