The Youngest Son of Sunyang (Reborn Rich)

[105] The Real Patient 2

"Chairman, did you happen to hear the test results?"

"Huh? I heard. The doctors just came and went back."

"But...?"

Asking why he's laughing when it's about brain tumor surgery was not something he could do; all he could do was mumble at the end of his words.

"It's just a simple surgery, so there's no need to worry, right? Fortunately, it's an early discovery, so congratulations are in order."

"Th-that's true."

"Chief Lee, don't make that face because it's all right. Now, let's make a plan." Grandfather pulled Director Lee Hak-jae, who still looked bewildered, closer.

"The doctor here recommended Professor Jang Jun-hyuk at Myungin University Hospital. Let's arrange a meeting for the surgery."

"Yes. I'll meet him in person."

"And for those outside, tell them we're considering additional surgery."

"If we mention additional surgery, won't they be very surprised?"

"If they're surprised and panicked, that's when mistakes happen."

I didn't know exactly what mistakes Grandfather was talking about, but he seemed to be expecting someone to hastily buy stocks.

"Do-jun, make sure you have more stock on hand. And shouldn't we wait for Kim Yoon-seok, our lucky charm, to wake up?"

"That's right. Understood."

When Grandfather goes up to Seoul, the uncles will go with him, so I can finally meet Father. I should also come up with an appropriate excuse for my perfectly fine condition.

The 27th floor of Gangnam Sunyang Grouptel is a place where Jin Seo-yoon sleeps more often than at home. Oh Sehyun felt surprised when he entered the room with an interior completely different from the usual Royal Suite.

It wasn't more splendid than the usual Royal Suite. At first glance, it seemed simple and unpretentious, but when examined closely, it was filled with furniture and decorations worth hundreds of millions of won, having reached the realm of art.

An Alighiero Boetti's work, worth 1 billion won, was hanging right in front of him, and they were using a table worth 200 million won by Maria Pergay as a side table.

In addition, the small mobile decoration hanging from the ceiling was a work of art by Alexander Calder worth 3 billion won. Just by considering the value of the artworks decorating this room, it was clear that it would easily exceed hundreds of billions.

When Oh Sehyun couldn't close his mouth, Jin Seo-yoon, dressed in a one-piece dress, came out of the bedroom and greeted him with a light bow.

"You've arrived? It's quite late... I hope it's not too much of an inconvenience."

"No, not at all. It's not even midnight yet. But what about Mayor Choi? I should at least congratulate him on his election..."

"He's in a party meeting to form the Seoul city administration. Oh Representative, we appreciate your hard work. I'll thank him in your place."

Oh Sehyun tried to sit on the sofa in the living room that Jin Seo-yoon recommended but hesitated. Sitting on a leather sofa worth hundreds of millions of won felt a bit overwhelming.

"Why are we meeting at this late hour?"

She had even put on makeup, and her one-piece dress was not the type of comfortable clothing you'd wear at home. "I just received a call a while ago. It seems my father had an accident. A traffic accident..."