The Genius Grandson of the Loan King - Chapter 1 (1/840)
Park Manager peeled the duct tape off my mouth.
He looked down at me, gasping for breath, with a cold, indifferent gaze.
âDo you have anything to say?â
âY-Youâve already taken everything, so why, why are you doing this?â
Chun Tae-san, a big shot in Myeongdong.
After my grandmother, who raised me, passed away, he appeared before me as a grandfather I didnât even know existed.
Since then, I lived the life my grandfather wanted.
But after he passed away, my two greedy maternal uncles, my motherâs brothers, took everything.
Everything, through a collaboration with the âCheongpunghoe,â including my life.
âHa ha, Iâm just following orders. What would a servant like me know?â
âP-Park Manager. No, Seong-gi. Please, save me.â
âIâm sorry, but Iâll make sure you go without pain.â
Park Manager twisted his lips and turned away from my voice, trembling with fear and regret.
He placed a rock on the accelerator and closed the door.
The car, with me inside, began to move slowly down the slope.
âNo! Hey! Park Manager!â
Tied to the car, I desperately called out to Park Manager.
But my voice didnât reach anyone in the desolate reservoir.
Soon, the car picked up speed.
The darkness of the reservoir swallowed my screams.
Water gushed into the car like a mad torrent.
My vision quickly filled with water, and it started to enter my nose and mouth.
In the fading consciousness, only my grandmotherâs face, with whom I lived when I was young, came to mind.
âGrandma... Iâll be there soon, wait for me.â
âUgh, whatâs this?â
I opened my eyes, startled by a sudden strong impact from behind.
Turning my head, I saw a familiar kid grinning and putting his fingers to his lips.
âHey! Mu-hyuk, can I bum a cigarette?â
I was confused and quickly looked around.
A familiar space surrounded by cement walls.
Noisy voices and boys in school uniforms.
âDongsung High School?â
Suddenly, my mind started to race.
âWhat? I was clearly in the car that sank in the reservoir, right?â
âM-Mu-hyuk, arenât you going?â
âUh, sorry, Iâm not feeling well. Go on without me.â
âWhat? Why are you speaking in Seoul dialect and acting so weird? Youâre a strange kid.â
The kid grumbled and left the classroom alone.
I stared at his back, feeling a bit dazed.
Gradually, my sense of reality returned.
On the desk, a book titled â1st Grade Koreanâ was placed like a pillow.
Looking down at my school uniform, I saw a white name tag.
âCould it be... Dongsung High School, 1st grade? Wait, was it 1990? Whatâs the date today?â
I tapped the back of the boy in front of me.
He jumped and turned around.
âWhatâs the date today?â
âWhatâs the date today?â
âOh... wait a moment. Itâs September 21st.â
I nodded, and he looked at me with a worried expression before turning back.
It seemed to be the beginning of the second semester.
âWait, September 21st?â
I jumped up from my seat.
The day my grandmother, who raised me, passed away suddenly from a heart attack.
I rushed out of school and ran to the shabby one-room apartment where I lived with her.
Opening the door, I saw my grandmother lying on the floor.
I fell to my knees and shook her.
But she didnât respond at all.
âIs anyone there? Help!â
The shabby one-room apartment in a poor neighborhood. As a child, I really hated this place where no sound was blocked.
But now, I was glad it wasnât soundproof.
I performed CPR while shouting at the top of my lungs.
At that moment, a man opened the door.
âWhy are you making so much noise! Whatâs going on?â
âSir, call 119! Please, call 119!â
âWhat? Mu-hyuk, whatâs happening?â
The man, seeing the situation, ran out in shock.
I continued CPR with a desperate heart.
âGrandma, please... Grandma... donât die. If I lose you again... no. Grandma! Grandma!â
How much time had passed?
âHuh! Cough, cough, choke...â
My grandmother started to breathe heavily.
I quickly put my fingers to her nose.
Her breathing was faint but definitely there.
âGrandma... donât die, please.â
I held her hands tightly and waited.
The man who had gone out returned with emergency personnel.
I stepped back and watched the rescue team check my grandmotherâs condition.
âMu-hyuk, whatâs going on?â
âSir, thank you. When I got home, my grandmother had collapsed...â
âI confirmed sheâs breathing, but...â
Hearing the emergency personnelâs call, I quickly approached.
âDid the family member perform CPR?â
âThanks to you, your grandmother is alive. Weâll take her to the hospital.â
âThank you, thank you...â
We arrived at Dongsung University Hospital after a 10-minute ride in the ambulance.
Seeing the doctors swarm around my grandmother, I felt my strength drain from my body.
Then, a nurse approached me.
âFamily member? Please go to the administrative office and register.â
Seeing that I didnât understand, the nurse explained again.
âPlease go to the administrative office, register, and pay.â
âPlease register quickly.â
The nurse said this and immediately returned to the patients.
I understood what she said but stood there, feeling lost.
âI donât have any money.â
My childhood was terribly poor.
I really hated being poor. I hated my grandmother and my home.
So I got into trouble with my friends. Every time, my grandmother would come to the police station or school, begging on her hands and knees.
I hated her. No, I resented her.
It wasnât until my grandmother passed away suddenly that I realized how much I truly loved her.
And it wasnât until I entered society that I understood the magnitude of the unconditional love she gave me.
Unable to just stand there, I went to the administrative office and registered.
âYouâre a medical protection recipient. You only need to pay 10,400 won.â
â...I came in a hurry and didnât bring anything. Can I borrow some coins?â
The woman, looking at me sympathetically, gave me a few coins.
In front of the payphone outside the hospital, I wondered who to call.
âWho can I ask for help?â
After some thought, I looked up the number in the phone book and called the Dongsung High School office.
â This is Dongsung High School, Park Seok-min speaking.
âSir, itâs Mu-hyuk.â
â Where are you? You suddenly disappeared.
I explained the situation to him.
â Is that so? Is your grandmother okay?
âYes, thanks to you. Can you ask Myeong-su to bring some money to the hospital? I came in a hurry and didnât bring anything...â
â Myeong-su? Got it. How much do you need?
âAbout 20,000 won? I think Myeong-su will have some money. If he doesnât, can you lend me some? Please.â
â Got it. Iâll send him right away.
I ended the call and sat on a bench.
Thinking about my grandmother, I hadnât had time to process what had happened to me.
I tried to calmly analyze the situation.
âI was clearly dead... Park Manager dropped me into the reservoir with the car. Did I really come back to 1990? Is this possible?â
I was enveloped in confusion, unsure if this was reality or a dream.
But my mind held a clear 30 years of memories, telling me this was definitely not a dream.
A familiar voice brought me back to reality.
Myeong-su, panting heavily, ran up and asked,
âHuh. Whatâs going on?â
After hearing the situation, Myeong-su handed me 20,000 won.
âPhew... Is your grandmother okay?â
âYeah, sheâs fine for now.â
âAlright, go inside and pay. Iâll wait here.â
I returned to the administrative office and paid.
I returned the coins I had borrowed from the administrative office staff and went outside.
Myeong-su was waiting for me on the bench.
âLetâs go to the emergency room. I want to see your grandmother.â
When we entered the emergency room, my grandmother was lying on a bed.
I stood there, holding her hand in silence.
Myeong-su gently held my shoulder from behind.
After a while, a doctor pulled back the curtain and came in.
âIt seems your grandmother will be fine. She should wake up soon.â
Hearing this, I felt my strength drain, almost collapsing.
âHowever, she needs to be admitted to the hospital for proper examination. As a medical protection recipient, the cost wonât be high, but it will still be a few hundred thousand won. Prepare for that. Her life is not in danger.â
âThank you, thank you.â
âWhat did I do? It was all you.â
I bowed 90 degrees as the doctor left with a smile.
Myeong-su, who had been standing silently, suddenly asked,
âDo you have any money?â
âYouâll need a lot of money for admission and tests.â
âIâll figure something out.â
âIâll lend you some.â
I shook my head without a word.
âNo, Iâll handle it.â
âM-Mu-hyuk. Itâs your friend, right? Iâll explain the situation to my dad and borrow some. Wait here.â
As I talked with Myeong-su, I unconsciously started speaking in dialect.
âYouâre right. Youâre the Mu-hyuk I know. I thought someone else was imitating you. Itâs fine, you can pay me back. Wait here.â
He left the emergency room, and I couldnât stop him.
It was true that I had no money.
I couldnât call my grandfather, as I didnât even know he existed at this time.
Suddenly, I heard a groan and turned to see my grandmother frowning slightly and slowly opening her eyes.
I immediately opened the curtain and shouted,
âDoctor! My grandmother is awake!â
I held her hand tightly as the doctor and nurses rushed over.
The doctor opened her eyes and checked her pupils while talking to her.
âGrandma! Can you hear me?â
My grandmother, who had been groaning, moved her lips.
âYouâre in the hospital. Do you know where you are?â
Hearing my voice, my grandmother slowly turned her head.
âMu-hyuk... my child.â
âGrandma, do you recognize me?â
â...Of course, I can recognize my child.â
Tears streamed down my grandmotherâs face, and my eyes also became wet.
âGrandma, your grandson saved you.â
âYou had a heart attack and collapsed, but your grandson performed CPR and saved you. You need to be admitted to the hospital for a while to get checked and rest.â
Hearing the doctor, my grandmother weakly shook her head.
Holding her hand tightly, I said,
âGrandma! Please be admitted.â
âIf itâs about money, Iâll handle it. Please, Iâm begging you.â
My heart ached as I held her hand firmly.
My grandmother stroked the back of my hand with her other hand.
âHa ha ha. What a good grandson. Youâll talk with your grandson and then move to a ward. Itâs an 8-bed room, and itâs almost free for medical protection recipients. 6-bed rooms and above are expensive. Is an 8-bed room okay?â
The doctor explained the admission process and tests, but I didnât really hear it.
After the doctor and nurses left, I met my grandmotherâs eyes in silence.
âYeah? What is it, Grandma?â
âSchool? Have you eaten?â
âGrandma! Is now the time to worry about me?â
âBut you need to eat.â
âIâve eaten, donât worry. Iâm not a child anymore. I can take care of myself. Donât worry about me, just focus on getting better.â
At that moment, Myeong-su opened the curtain and came in.
âOh? Grandma, youâre awake?â
âHa ha ha. Grandma, youâre always worried about school. Are you okay?â
âI canât miss school... What happened to bring you here?â
I waved my hand to stop her from getting up.
âI can handle it. I called Myeong-su. I came to the hospital in a hurry and didnât bring any money, so I borrowed some from Myeong-su.â
âOh, Myeong-su, Iâm so sorry.â
âGrandma, donât worry. Iâm always with Mu-hyuk, eating and going to school together. Just focus on getting better.â
I was very grateful for every word Myeong-su said.
Looking at him silently, Myeong-su cleared his throat and turned his head.
âMu-hyuk, letâs go outside for a moment.â
âGrandma, Iâll be back with Myeong-su.â
We sat on a bench outside the hospital.
âIâve talked to my dad. Heâll lend me 500,000 won. Use it for your grandmotherâs hospital bills and to buy some medicine.â
I was so grateful and embarrassed that I couldnât speak.
Seeing my expression, Myeong-su patted my back.
âMu-hyuk! Are you ashamed to borrow money from me? Do you think you canât pay it back?â
âHey, if it wasnât for you, I would have been killed by those thugs in