Jungkook lowered Joon-seo's battered body to the ground in front of the hospital entrance, his movements deliberate and firm. Joon-seo groaned and coughed, each sound a painful reminder of the severe beating he had just endured. His body was a mess of bruises and blood, and the pain was evident in every labored breath he took.
Ignoring the pitiful state of his former tormentor, Jungkook reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He extracted a wad of cash, counting out a substantial amount, and then stuffed it into the pocket of Joon-seo's shirt with a rough shove. The action was both practical and symbolic, a taunting gesture that added to Joon-seo's confusion and humiliation.
"Go inside and get your injuries treated," Jungkook instructed, his voice cold and authoritative.
Joon-seo looked up at him, his face contorted in pain and confusion. "You beat me and now you're saving me? You brought me to the hospital and even gave me money to treat myself. Who are you?"
Jungkook's expression hardened. He stepped closer and grabbed Joon-seo by the collar, pulling him up with a forceful grip. His eyes burned with a fierce intensity as he spoke, his voice dripping with cold resolve. "I am the one who will not let you die peacefully, and I will not let you die easily either. Get treatment. Get yourself repaired. Because when your pain subsides and your wounds heal, I will come back again to give you new wounds."
With his message delivered, Jungkook released Joon-seo's collar and straightened up. Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving Joon-seo on the ground, his fate uncertain. Jungkook's departure was marked by a calm, almost detached demeanor, his resolve evident in the unflinching way he left the scene.
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