Hunter World Chaebol Household
Chapter 12
The next day after subjugating the Orc Road.
“Uh-huh!”
After taking a shower, Jeong-Hoon, who had just fallen asleep, let out a small scream at the muscle pain he had forgotten for about a month.
“Are you okay?”
“I obviously drank the potion before going to bed, so why is it hurting so much?”
It’s so painful that Jeong-Hoon can’t feel the effect of the fatigue recovery medicine he drinks every day.
Jeong-Hoon frowned from the muscle pain.
As a habit, he stands up from his bed and tries to go to the sofa, but it’s so intense that he stretches to the floor instead.
“It seems that it has exceeded the recovery amount of the potion.”
“… When you say that, it sounds like a real magic potion.”
“It’s magic. To be precise, it’s called alchemy.”
“Can you say that out loud?”
“What is there to hide from the Lord?”
Jeong-Hoon, who thought that the potion was the result of supernatural power and medicine so far, frowned when he had a convulsion in his neck while trying to nod his head at his calm confession.
“Oh, no. I can’t even turn my head!”
Jeong-Hoon feels pathetic when he tries to scream while lying on the floor.
Fortunately, this is not the usual PC room or Jjimjilbang, but Lumen’s Royal Suite.
That might make him less pathetic, but the gaze of the three vassals made him feel more pathetic.
“Don’t just look at me, help me.”
“Why don’t you go to the hospital?”
“No, who in the world goes to the hospital with muscle pain? The hospital is not mine.”
“… Why not make it yours? It will be yours anyway.”
Jeong-Hoon frowned at the absurd reaction that returned to his playful remark.
Come to think of it, there was a hospital where I had to solve the family’s business, namely the task left by my uncle.
“It was Myeongil Hospital, right?”
“Yes, this is where Your Grace was hospitalized for malnutrition a while ago.”
“… To do my homework, let’s go get a medical checkup.”
If you snap your finger, the doctor will come to you, but Jeong-Hoon thought it would be good to visit him for his homework, so he nodded his head and frowned at the sudden pain.
***
Myeongil Hospital is a hospital operated by the Myeongil Medical Foundation, one of the camouflages of the family.
It is a disguise that was operating before the world changed and a hospital that has led the treatment of awakeners since the advent of monsters.
Originally, it was one of the world’s leading hospitals with the best medical staff.
It is always crowded with patients as it runs as a leader in Hunter treatment.
On top of that, treatment costs are low, so it is a place where everyone, whether rich or ordinary people, can meet equally as patients.
“Thanks to you, I’m waiting too.”
After drinking the potion like water, most of the muscle aches were now relieved, and Jeong-Hoon sighed as he sat down on one side of the hospital lobby.
“If you want, you can get medical treatment right away.”
“That’s cutting in line.”
“Director Woo Do-il is your doctor. It’s not cutting in, it’s a legitimate exercise of rights.”
“Do you think there are other people whose doctor is your primary care physician?”
A person who is called a doctor by Jeong-Hoon, Woo Do-il is a very capable person as a doctor.
Although one of the 12 family members, he is the director of one of the world’s leading hospitals and an authority in the medical field.
Rather than a vassal, he deserves to be a doctor for others than Jeong-Hoon because of his superficial status.
“No, Director Woo Do-il is only for the chairman of Lumen, he’s just taking care of others because he has time left.”
In other words, there is no problem cutting in line, but that is only systematic, not morally.
And all of the patients who Woo Do-il is taking care of are celebrities that can be seen in newspapers.
Canceling such people’s reservations and letting Jeong-Hoon come is also bad for Lumen’s image.
“You even thought about management. I’m sorry I didn’t keep that in mind.”
“You don’t have to be sorry.”
Shaking his head at the sight of Butler Joo, speaking while bowing his head, Jeong-Hoon took out his cell phone from his pocket.
There was still plenty of time before meeting Woo Do-il, so I thought I’d have a good time.
“Hey, aren’t you, Chairman Lee Jeong-Hoon?”
He only focused for a moment, but when a man in his thirties approached and talked to him, Jeong-Hoon unconsciously nodded his head.
“Oh, yes, that’s right… .”
A man in his 30s suddenly approached me. You can tell he’s a businessman in a custom suit that isn’t that expensive, but his look doesn’t suit him at all.
Neat, but nicely decorated with a curly impression. Balanced body.
He wanted to be a hunter, but Jeong-Hoon, who was observing him slowly, quickly realized who he was.
“By any chance, Chairman Kim Sang-myung?”
“Oh! You recognize me. This is an honor.”
“Oh, no. Rather, I am honored.”
Confused when he met someone he had never thought of meeting, Jeong-Hoon couldn’t resist holding and shaking his hand.
Chairman Kim Sang-myung. Age 34.
As a businessman in an era where Hunters are as famous as celebrities, he is a person who is highly recognized.
In particular, he is one of the most influential people in the world in terms of economy.
If you were a 34-year-old chairman, you usually come from the second generation of a chaebol, but he’s not.
16 years ago, at the age of only 18, he emerged as an investor and attracted attention, and founded his own company at the age of 20.
When Dungeons appeared at the age of 24, he contributed to the stabilization of the world by giving up his fortune, but he is a businessman who is still on the rise up to this day.
If Jeong-Hoon is disguised as a young entrepreneur, he is a real young entrepreneur who started as a student.
“I have always wanted to see you, but I never imagined that I would see you here.”
“Hahaha, is that so?”
“I started my business at an early age, and I was proud that there was no businessman younger than me, but when I got to know the chairman, I realized that I was arrogant.”
Jeong-Hoon did not necessarily correct that it isn’t true, not because of pride.
Jeong-Hoon only disguised what he inherited as what he made, and a business he worked on.
He thrives in everything he does there, so now that superpowers are taken for granted, people are jokingly calling him a regressor.
“What brings you here?”
Jeong-Hoon, who had nothing to say, turned the words around moderately.
The place is a hospital, so it’s a perfect situation to talk with worries.
“Of course, I came to see Mr. Woo Do-il. This is a regular health checkup, so you don’t have to worry about it. Don’t you feel the same way?”
“Yes, I’m here for a medical checkup.”
Fortunately, Jeong-Hoon was a little relieved to hear that there was no health problem.
Among the projects of Kim Sang-myung is a welfare foundation, and Jeong-Hoon, who spent his high school days in an orphanage, also benefited from the welfare foundation.
In a still chaotic world, Jeong-Hoon was able to receive even a small settlement thanks to Kim Sang-myung’s Welfare Foundation, so Jeong-Hoon also has a heart of respect for him.
“I want to talk for a long time because I met you like this, but I shouldn’t keep you waiting, so I’ll go first. How about having a meal next time?”
“Should I? I’m not bragging, but Lumen’s meal is great, so I’d like to treat you someday.”
“If it’s Lumen’s meal, I’ll be waiting.”
Kim Sang-myung, who greeted him with an expression of genuine anticipation, entered the treatment room, and Jeong-Hoon took a short breath.
“This makes me feel like I’ve become a really high-ranking person.”
“You are a really high-ranking person.”
Up until now, Kim Sang-myung was a benefactor and he felt that he was a being above the clouds, but Jeong-Hoon, who was surprised to be able to talk with him on an equal footing, made up his mind again.
Jeong-Hoon himself is aware that there is no end to his change and the power of the family.
“Butler Joo, Kim Sang-myung is not from the family, right?”
“No. As you can see from the list, if he was a member of the family, you would have guessed that he would be one of the 12 vassals.”
“By the way, everything he touches is successful, and he’s acting fast in an era when you’ve changed into a huge asset. Isn’t it similar to what the family is doing just by looking at it?”
The family concealed it, but except that Kim Sang-myung did it openly, the behavior was similar, so Jeong-Hoon’s question is valid in a way.
However, the question was not valid at all for the Butler Joo.
“Lord, the family is not the only one who has a will to protect the world.”
At the voice of the serious Butler Joo, Jeong-Hoon still felt that the world was still a worthy place to live in.
***
Woo Do-il, one of the 12 family members in charge of Myeongil Hospital, is a man in his 50s with a very hard expression.
He has a good physique, and when he sits with his head over his shoulders in a modest posture, he looks like a soldier rather than a doctor.
“The Lord is in good health. Are you here for an assignment?”
As soon as he saw Jeong-Hoon, Jeong-Hoon shook his head at the remarks that neatly blew away one of today’s schedules.
He had felt it from the moment he was hospitalized, but he is such a hard person that conversations cannot be established.
It’s surprising that such a person appeared right away when he first learned to snap his fingers.
“I’m here for a medical checkup. Can you conclude that at a glance?”
“I’m saying this because the results have already come out.”
It was understandable because it was Jeong-Hoon, who already had blood drawn and tested, but even the lord himself was terrified of Woo Do-il’s attitude, treating him like a normal patient.
If this had been the case so far, the Butler Joo would have yelled right away, but the Butler Joo shakes his head as if he had already given up.
“Well, what should I expect when I come to the hospital because of muscle pain? It’s true that I came here for an assignment.”
Since Butler Joo also had no intention of arguing that he had resigned, Jeong-Hoon immediately brought up the task.
Then, Woo Do-il opened the safe under his desk and took out an envelope.
“Then I’ll execute it.”
With a calm declaration, Woo Do-il stood up from his seat, and Butler Joo immediately looked at the envelope and immediately knelt down on one knee.
In that atmosphere, Jeong-Hoon was slightly surprised, saying that even Woo Do-il, who was just stiff, had this kind of appearance.
However, when Woo Do-il boosted his momentum, Jeong-Hoon was under intense pressure.
Of course, Woo Do-il, an SS-class awakener, did not seriously boost his momentum, but it is a posture that shows how sincere Woo Do-il deals with the task.
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“It is left behind by the 237th head of the family. The 238th head of the family who wants to acquire Myeongil Hospital. Take care of a terminally ill patient for a week and realize the preciousness of life. The examiner appoints Woo Do-il, the butler in charge of Myeongil Hospital.”
After Woo Do-il had read all the assignments, he gathered momentum, and he approached Jeong-Hoon, bowed politely, and handed out a letter with the assignment written on it.
“Can you change it to another project?”
“The task is an absolute thing left by the previous head of the family.”
Jeong-Hoon, who felt burdened by the fact that he was using human life to complete the task by accepting the letter, turned it around and refused, Butler Joo and Woo Do-il began to persuade him that the task was necessary.
“Uh-huh!”
After taking a shower, Jeong-Hoon, who had just fallen asleep, let out a small scream at the muscle pain he had forgotten for about a month.
“Are you okay?”
“I obviously drank the potion before going to bed, so why is it hurting so much?”
It’s so painful that Jeong-Hoon can’t feel the effect of the fatigue recovery medicine he drinks every day.
Jeong-Hoon frowned from the muscle pain.
As a habit, he stands up from his bed and tries to go to the sofa, but it’s so intense that he stretches to the floor instead.
“It seems that it has exceeded the recovery amount of the potion.”
“… When you say that, it sounds like a real magic potion.”
“It’s magic. To be precise, it’s called alchemy.”
“Can you say that out loud?”
“What is there to hide from the Lord?”
Jeong-Hoon, who thought that the potion was the result of supernatural power and medicine so far, frowned when he had a convulsion in his neck while trying to nod his head at his calm confession.
“Oh, no. I can’t even turn my head!”
Jeong-Hoon feels pathetic when he tries to scream while lying on the floor.
Fortunately, this is not the usual PC room or Jjimjilbang, but Lumen’s Royal Suite.
That might make him less pathetic, but the gaze of the three vassals made him feel more pathetic.
“Don’t just look at me, help me.”
“Why don’t you go to the hospital?”
“No, who in the world goes to the hospital with muscle pain? The hospital is not mine.”
“… Why not make it yours? It will be yours anyway.”
Jeong-Hoon frowned at the absurd reaction that returned to his playful remark.
Come to think of it, there was a hospital where I had to solve the family’s business, namely the task left by my uncle.
“It was Myeongil Hospital, right?”
“Yes, this is where Your Grace was hospitalized for malnutrition a while ago.”
“… To do my homework, let’s go get a medical checkup.”
If you snap your finger, the doctor will come to you, but Jeong-Hoon thought it would be good to visit him for his homework, so he nodded his head and frowned at the sudden pain.
***
Myeongil Hospital is a hospital operated by the Myeongil Medical Foundation, one of the camouflages of the family.
It is a disguise that was operating before the world changed and a hospital that has led the treatment of awakeners since the advent of monsters.
Originally, it was one of the world’s leading hospitals with the best medical staff.
It is always crowded with patients as it runs as a leader in Hunter treatment.
On top of that, treatment costs are low, so it is a place where everyone, whether rich or ordinary people, can meet equally as patients.
“Thanks to you, I’m waiting too.”
After drinking the potion like water, most of the muscle aches were now relieved, and Jeong-Hoon sighed as he sat down on one side of the hospital lobby.
“If you want, you can get medical treatment right away.”
“That’s cutting in line.”
“Director Woo Do-il is your doctor. It’s not cutting in, it’s a legitimate exercise of rights.”
“Do you think there are other people whose doctor is your primary care physician?”
A person who is called a doctor by Jeong-Hoon, Woo Do-il is a very capable person as a doctor.
Although one of the 12 family members, he is the director of one of the world’s leading hospitals and an authority in the medical field.
Rather than a vassal, he deserves to be a doctor for others than Jeong-Hoon because of his superficial status.
“No, Director Woo Do-il is only for the chairman of Lumen, he’s just taking care of others because he has time left.”
In other words, there is no problem cutting in line, but that is only systematic, not morally.
And all of the patients who Woo Do-il is taking care of are celebrities that can be seen in newspapers.
Canceling such people’s reservations and letting Jeong-Hoon come is also bad for Lumen’s image.
“You even thought about management. I’m sorry I didn’t keep that in mind.”
“You don’t have to be sorry.”
Shaking his head at the sight of Butler Joo, speaking while bowing his head, Jeong-Hoon took out his cell phone from his pocket.
There was still plenty of time before meeting Woo Do-il, so I thought I’d have a good time.
“Hey, aren’t you, Chairman Lee Jeong-Hoon?”
He only focused for a moment, but when a man in his thirties approached and talked to him, Jeong-Hoon unconsciously nodded his head.
“Oh, yes, that’s right… .”
A man in his 30s suddenly approached me. You can tell he’s a businessman in a custom suit that isn’t that expensive, but his look doesn’t suit him at all.
Neat, but nicely decorated with a curly impression. Balanced body.
He wanted to be a hunter, but Jeong-Hoon, who was observing him slowly, quickly realized who he was.
“By any chance, Chairman Kim Sang-myung?”
“Oh! You recognize me. This is an honor.”
“Oh, no. Rather, I am honored.”
Confused when he met someone he had never thought of meeting, Jeong-Hoon couldn’t resist holding and shaking his hand.
Chairman Kim Sang-myung. Age 34.
As a businessman in an era where Hunters are as famous as celebrities, he is a person who is highly recognized.
In particular, he is one of the most influential people in the world in terms of economy.
If you were a 34-year-old chairman, you usually come from the second generation of a chaebol, but he’s not.
16 years ago, at the age of only 18, he emerged as an investor and attracted attention, and founded his own company at the age of 20.
When Dungeons appeared at the age of 24, he contributed to the stabilization of the world by giving up his fortune, but he is a businessman who is still on the rise up to this day.
If Jeong-Hoon is disguised as a young entrepreneur, he is a real young entrepreneur who started as a student.
“I have always wanted to see you, but I never imagined that I would see you here.”
“Hahaha, is that so?”
“I started my business at an early age, and I was proud that there was no businessman younger than me, but when I got to know the chairman, I realized that I was arrogant.”
Jeong-Hoon did not necessarily correct that it isn’t true, not because of pride.
Jeong-Hoon only disguised what he inherited as what he made, and a business he worked on.
He thrives in everything he does there, so now that superpowers are taken for granted, people are jokingly calling him a regressor.
“What brings you here?”
Jeong-Hoon, who had nothing to say, turned the words around moderately.
The place is a hospital, so it’s a perfect situation to talk with worries.
“Of course, I came to see Mr. Woo Do-il. This is a regular health checkup, so you don’t have to worry about it. Don’t you feel the same way?”
“Yes, I’m here for a medical checkup.”
Fortunately, Jeong-Hoon was a little relieved to hear that there was no health problem.
Among the projects of Kim Sang-myung is a welfare foundation, and Jeong-Hoon, who spent his high school days in an orphanage, also benefited from the welfare foundation.
In a still chaotic world, Jeong-Hoon was able to receive even a small settlement thanks to Kim Sang-myung’s Welfare Foundation, so Jeong-Hoon also has a heart of respect for him.
“I want to talk for a long time because I met you like this, but I shouldn’t keep you waiting, so I’ll go first. How about having a meal next time?”
“Should I? I’m not bragging, but Lumen’s meal is great, so I’d like to treat you someday.”
“If it’s Lumen’s meal, I’ll be waiting.”
Kim Sang-myung, who greeted him with an expression of genuine anticipation, entered the treatment room, and Jeong-Hoon took a short breath.
“This makes me feel like I’ve become a really high-ranking person.”
“You are a really high-ranking person.”
Up until now, Kim Sang-myung was a benefactor and he felt that he was a being above the clouds, but Jeong-Hoon, who was surprised to be able to talk with him on an equal footing, made up his mind again.
Jeong-Hoon himself is aware that there is no end to his change and the power of the family.
“Butler Joo, Kim Sang-myung is not from the family, right?”
“No. As you can see from the list, if he was a member of the family, you would have guessed that he would be one of the 12 vassals.”
“By the way, everything he touches is successful, and he’s acting fast in an era when you’ve changed into a huge asset. Isn’t it similar to what the family is doing just by looking at it?”
The family concealed it, but except that Kim Sang-myung did it openly, the behavior was similar, so Jeong-Hoon’s question is valid in a way.
However, the question was not valid at all for the Butler Joo.
“Lord, the family is not the only one who has a will to protect the world.”
At the voice of the serious Butler Joo, Jeong-Hoon still felt that the world was still a worthy place to live in.
***
Woo Do-il, one of the 12 family members in charge of Myeongil Hospital, is a man in his 50s with a very hard expression.
He has a good physique, and when he sits with his head over his shoulders in a modest posture, he looks like a soldier rather than a doctor.
“The Lord is in good health. Are you here for an assignment?”
As soon as he saw Jeong-Hoon, Jeong-Hoon shook his head at the remarks that neatly blew away one of today’s schedules.
He had felt it from the moment he was hospitalized, but he is such a hard person that conversations cannot be established.
It’s surprising that such a person appeared right away when he first learned to snap his fingers.
“I’m here for a medical checkup. Can you conclude that at a glance?”
“I’m saying this because the results have already come out.”
It was understandable because it was Jeong-Hoon, who already had blood drawn and tested, but even the lord himself was terrified of Woo Do-il’s attitude, treating him like a normal patient.
If this had been the case so far, the Butler Joo would have yelled right away, but the Butler Joo shakes his head as if he had already given up.
“Well, what should I expect when I come to the hospital because of muscle pain? It’s true that I came here for an assignment.”
Since Butler Joo also had no intention of arguing that he had resigned, Jeong-Hoon immediately brought up the task.
Then, Woo Do-il opened the safe under his desk and took out an envelope.
“Then I’ll execute it.”
With a calm declaration, Woo Do-il stood up from his seat, and Butler Joo immediately looked at the envelope and immediately knelt down on one knee.
In that atmosphere, Jeong-Hoon was slightly surprised, saying that even Woo Do-il, who was just stiff, had this kind of appearance.
However, when Woo Do-il boosted his momentum, Jeong-Hoon was under intense pressure.
Of course, Woo Do-il, an SS-class awakener, did not seriously boost his momentum, but it is a posture that shows how sincere Woo Do-il deals with the task.
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“It is left behind by the 237th head of the family. The 238th head of the family who wants to acquire Myeongil Hospital. Take care of a terminally ill patient for a week and realize the preciousness of life. The examiner appoints Woo Do-il, the butler in charge of Myeongil Hospital.”
After Woo Do-il had read all the assignments, he gathered momentum, and he approached Jeong-Hoon, bowed politely, and handed out a letter with the assignment written on it.
“Can you change it to another project?”
“The task is an absolute thing left by the previous head of the family.”
Jeong-Hoon, who felt burdened by the fact that he was using human life to complete the task by accepting the letter, turned it around and refused, Butler Joo and Woo Do-il began to persuade him that the task was necessary.