After the call ended, the white-haired man looked out the window. He did not look worried instead, he looked furious. And he had every reason to be. At that moment, he was standing inside a hospital room. On the bed, under a white blanket, his son was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed....
He looked at his son before glancing back at his phone. It was ringing again. Taking a deep breath, he answered it..... A worried voice from the other side immediately started asking questions...
"Calm down... son, he's much better now... No, you don't need to come here. It's better if you stay there for now... Son, i said no, so no... don't worry. He's better now... He's sleeping right now. When he wakes up, I'll tell him to talk to you... Jimin, listen to me carefully. It's dangerous for you to come here right now. Stay where you are and let me handle everything here... I'm hanging up now... hmm. Bye."
And then he ended the call.
Once again, he stared outside in silence.
"Dad..." A weak voice came from the bed.
He turned toward his right and saw his son looking at him.
"Water..."
He nodded immediately and quickly walked toward the water jug. Filling a glass with water, he bent beside his son and carefully helped him drink.
Then he looked at him silently.
"Dad, I'm b-better now."
His father didn't reply, so he gently held his hand.
"I'm really okay now... look, I can even sit up. Don't worry... it was just an accident."
"It wasn't an accident."
"Dad..."
"Whoever they were, they didn't want to hurt you. They wanted to kill you."
"Dad..."
"I can't forget this so easily. My son... Kim Namjoon's son... my pride, my everything. Someone tried to kill him, and you're telling me you're fine? Until I take revenge...."
"Dad!"
Namjoon stood up abruptly. "You need to rest now. I have some work to do."
As his father turned to leave, he grabbed his father hand again. Namjoon looked down at his son, whose soft eyes clearly showed concern for his father. Namjoon smiled faintly. Holding his son's hands in his own, he kissed them gently.
"Don't worry... I'm not going to do anything reckless. Nothing will happen to me. You trust your father, don't you?" Namjoon asked lovingly.
He nodded quietly.
"Good. Then rest now and stop worrying. Your brother called earlier. He was worried about you too. I told him you'll call him tomorrow... now go back to sleep."
He carefully laid his son back down, covered him with the blanket, and sat there watching him for a while before finally leaving the room.
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