All is Fair in Love and Law || A Jeongcheol Story

Miracle

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"Son, take a seat." Congressman Kim took a seat in his leather chair, and gestured to the seat opposite him, crossing his legs. Minho reluctantly took a seat, legs close together tightly, trying to make himself as small as possible. His hands shook from nervousness, and he clasped them together tightly to try and stop the shaking. He never liked being called 'Son'. It usually meant his father wanted him to do his bidding for him. Or he had done something wrong.

"Son, we are currently in a bit of a...situation." Minho had an idea of what was going on. He'd skimmed over the files his "uncles" had dropped off. But he couldn't let his father know that he had been snooping around in his office. Lest he suffer another one of his horrid beatings.

"What kind of a situation, father?" he asked as innocently as possible.

"Some jackass of a lawyer is on to our family business, if you know what I mean." Minho nodded, pretending as if this is the first he is hearing of it.

"How much does he know?"

"Not much, but enough to get really close to a lot," Kim said cryptically.

"Father, what exactly does he know. I need details."

Kim sighed. "He knows about the embezzled money, but isn't sure where it's being hidden or used for. He seems to be somewhat aware of our connections," he said, pulling out a folded photo from his pocket and showing it to his son, " but not how we're related."

Minho shrugged. "So not much. What's the big deal?"

This made Kim straighten and scoff. "Don't be so naive. He's only a hop skip and a stone's throw away from figuring it all out."

"Why not ask the district attorney to shut the case down?"

Kim shook his head. "Can't. This one's not under his jurisdiction. We already blackmailed his boss into showing us the files," gesturing to a stack of papers lying on a nearby table, "but that's the best we can do."

Minho tapped his fingers on his knee repeatedly. "So now what?"

"You need to go and spend some time with our friends underground."

"And do...what?"

"Go and figure out how he's getting all this information," Kim said, tossing the files at Minho, who swiftly caught them. "Threaten, blackmail, kill if you have to, I don't care. But find out what the hell is going on, and put a stop to it."

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"So how was your first day as an Attending?" Seungcheol asked as he turned the steering wheel.

"Great. Amazing. Fantabulous." Jeonghan said, stretching out the last word. "I get to perform surgeries on my own. I get to make calls on my own, without having to consult stupid Dr. Kang every single time I want to prescribe some stupid paracetamol. No more bowel dis-impactments, no more catheters, nothing." 

Seungcheol chuckled."Feels good to be on top, does it?"

"You don't even know. Plus the new interns think they're geniuses. I'm about to teach them a lesson or two," Jeonghan said, a slightly evil grin on his face.