You Have Been Defended [EN]: Chapter 454

You Have Been Defended – Episode 455

#455

When I didn’t respond, Kim Chanyoung grew anxious and started pressing me.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“It’s not certain yet.”

“What isn’t? That Wooshin is involved in organ trafficking?”

“No. Whether your heart was obtained through organ trafficking, or whether it was simply donated through legal procedures, and they just moved you up the waiting list for the transplant.”

Kim Chanyoung groaned, holding his forehead.

He seemed to be dredging up old memories.

Trying to recall if he had heard anything significant or noticed anything suspicious when he received the heart transplant.

“I don’t remember well… Mom didn’t seem to know anything about that either.”

“She wouldn’t. Gosangjun wouldn’t have told her.”

Kim Chanyoung shook his head.

Then, he began to chuckle hollowly.

“That can’t be… Lawyer, are you mistaken? There must be some misunderstanding… No, you’re not the type to make such mistakes, but still, this is too much… Even for Gosangjun, this is… this is a bit much, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t think he would go this far either.”

“What’s the basis for saying Wooshin is involved in organ trafficking?”

Instead of answering, I placed the USB in front of Kim Chanyoung.

I figured that if I was going to confess this fact to Kim Chanyoung anyway, I needed to share the information we had gathered so far.

Of course, it would take a long time to read all the specific information, so the USB contained summaries that were easy to grasp.

Kim Chanyoung snatched the USB as soon as I placed it on the table and connected it to his laptop.

Then, he began to scrutinize the files that appeared.

Even though it was summarized, it would still take some time to review all that vast content, so I waited quietly.

While Kim Chanyoung kept his eyes glued to the laptop screen, I checked my phone.

I had a message from Kang Minjae.

[Did you tell Chanyoung? How is he, is he okay?]

When I mentioned that I was meeting with Kim Chanyoung in the conference room today, we were all most worried about Kim Chanyoung.

Kim Chanyoung was the one who came to me with information about Myunghwa Pharmaceuticals even before graduating from university, so there was no concern that Kim Chanyoung would reject my proposal.

However, we were worried that we might be inflicting even greater pain on Kim Chanyoung, who had already been deeply wounded by Gosangjun.

Kim Chanyoung, who felt disgusted by the very fact that Gosangjun’s blood flowed through his body, might not want to live anymore if he knew that even the heart that kept him alive was stolen by killing someone else.

That’s why I had hesitated for so long.

But in the end, I came to the conclusion that Kim Chanyoung couldn’t live forever without knowing this fact.

[He seems very shocked; he’s reading the summary right now.]

I hadn’t even finished typing the message.

“Ugh…”

Kim Chanyoung, who was looking at the laptop, suddenly groaned, covered his mouth, and jumped up.

Then, he ran towards the bathroom.

I was startled by the sudden reaction and followed him, where I found Kim Chanyoung huddled in front of the toilet, vomiting.

“Haa, haa.”

Kim Chanyoung gasped for breath, clutching the edge of the toilet.

His face was flushed as blood rushed to his face, which was leaning forward due to the regurgitation of food.

Tears and snot streamed down his face, seemingly caused by physiological reasons.

Kim Chanyoung flushed the toilet while gasping for breath, but he vomited again as soon as the clean water rose.

I don’t know if it helps when vomiting for this reason, but I patted his back.

“Haa, now… I’m okay now.”

Kim Chanyoung pulled out a roll of toilet paper folded into a triangle, roughly wiped his face, threw it into the toilet, and flushed again.

Then, he went to the sink, turned the faucet all the way to the right, and washed his face repeatedly.

I watched him silently and handed him a folded towel on the side.

“…Thank you.”

“Are you okay?”

“What do you mean? My heart?”

“Well, your heart can’t be okay.”

“If you’re asking if I can continue the conversation, then yes. I can continue. I don’t know if I can speak with a clear head, though.”

Kim Chanyoung led the way out of the bathroom.

Sitting back in front of the couch, Kim Chanyoung closed the laptop as it was.

Judging from the fact that he even vomited, it seemed he had definitely recognized the fact that Wooshin was involved in organ trafficking.

The summary I gave him dealt with prostitution first to aid understanding, and then described organ trafficking.

Assuming that he had confirmed enough information to be able to converse, I opened my mouth.

“Organ trafficking is definitely happening. Although I didn’t write it down, if it’s a rare blood type and urgently needed, they even forge passports and take children with parents.”

I brought up Yerim’s story from my previous life.

Although Yerim is doing well now without any problems, I also wanted to let him know that Wooshin doesn’t discriminate when he needs something.

“What do you think, Lawyer?”

“About what?”

“My heart. Whose do you think it is?”

“I don’t tend to draw conclusions without enough information.”

“But when you heard that Wooshin was involved in organ trafficking, you must have thought about my heart too, right?”

He may not know it, but the order is reversed.

I first speculated that Wooshin was involved in organ trafficking, and then I heard about Kim Chanyoung’s heart later.

Therefore, I naturally thought that Kim Chanyoung’s heart might also be from a child from the House of Angels [an orphanage with a dark reputation] whose name I don’t know.

But I also thought that might not be the case.

Of course, with a ratio of about 9 to 1.

“Does it matter what I think?”

“You’re the most rational person I know when it comes to making judgments.”

“When it comes to Wooshin’s problems, I also tend to think in a biased way—in a bad way about Wooshin.”

“So, did you do that this time too?”

“Don’t let my thoughts influence your judgment.”

“No, I just want to confirm. Right now, I’m thinking there’s about a 99% chance that my heart is from a child from the House of Angels. I want to know if this is just pathetic self-pity, wanting to make me the protagonist of a drama because of the sudden tragedy that has befallen me.”

“I don’t think it’s self-pity.”

Kim Chanyoung held his forehead with trembling hands.

“Right now… my fingertips are all cold.”

“I would have been too.”

“So, Gosangjun… killed someone to save me. Right? He exchanged my life for another child’s life.”

“Assuming your heart was provided through that route, yes.”

“I see how cheaply that man views human life. No, it’s really amazing… That I still have something to be disappointed about in that man, no… that beast; I’m sorry to even compare him to a beast. I’m even amazed that I’m disappointed. How can I be disappointed? I must have had at least some expectations to be disappointed, right? I think I was expecting something from that bastard. Haha… I guess I was.”

Kim Chanyoung seemed shocked again by the fact that he hadn’t completely let go of him.

Kim Chanyoung’s desire for Gosangjun’s downfall is genuine.

It’s a fact that has already been confirmed several times, and it can be confirmed again right now.

It is also true that Kim Chanyoung hates Gosangjun so much that he shudders.

He already felt that way before, and after experiencing the incident with Kim Hwayoung, he became even more venomous.

But even so, since his existence originated from Gosangjun, he must have a desire to hope that what he has confirmed so far is the bottom of Gosangjun, before self-hatred arises.

“I thought he couldn’t be more of a piece of trash than he is now. But he’s even more, even more trash? No, it’s not just trash level. Damn, he’s a fucking bastard, isn’t he? He’s a bastard who deserves to be torn apart and killed? He’s a bastard who wouldn’t be wronged even if his flesh was carved out and made into *jeotgal* [fermented seafood], that bastard. No, I can’t express it enough like this. It’s not enough to say it like this. It’s just… indescribable. He’s the most evil person I’ve ever encountered.”

If he were an ancient person, or even someone born 100 years ago, I would have understood that it was because they couldn’t be as modernized as they are now.

Of course, even considering that era, I would have thought he was an evil person and would have been greatly angered.

But seeing him born in this era, brazenly committing such acts even in the 21st century, it might be said that he is the most evil person he has ever encountered, as Kim Chanyoung said.

Perhaps Gosangjun has a problem with his brain function.

I think there is a high possibility that he is a psychopath in the pathological sense.

“What do you want to do?”

“Right now? Right now, I want to tear my flesh apart, take out this heart, and return it to the original owner of the heart, who would already be bones. If only that child could come back to life by doing that… No, even if he can’t come back to life, I want to do that…”

Tears began to well up in Kim Chanyoung’s eyes.

He lifted his chin and blinked repeatedly.

I know he doesn’t want to cry, but I don’t think there’s anyone who wouldn’t cry after hearing these details.

He must feel like he has become a murderer against his will.

However, he has experienced a natural disaster like being struck by lightning.

If Kim Chanyoung had known the origin of the heart he was going to receive in advance, he would never have tried to have that heart transplanted.

“Gosangjun keeps making me a sinner. He made me live like a sinner just by being born… Again, again me… He even passed on that fucking genetic disease to me, again me…”

“I think I can say this because I’m an outsider, but there’s no reason for you to think you’re a sinner.”

“Yes. That’s really how it feels. You can say that because it’s not your problem, Lawyer.”

“But if you really feel like you’ve become a sinner, and you need to atone, there is a way.”

At my words, Kim Chanyoung slowly nodded.

He wiped away his tears, covering his face as if washing it again, and focused his wet eyes on me.

“I’ll look into it. Okashima Hospital. No matter what.”