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drop.

drop.

drop.

It is no longer an empty pendulum.

Instead, it is a regular, compact electronic sound emitted by the instrument to monitor vital signs.

Cui Shi'an's eyelashes trembled a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is the pale ceiling that is typical of intensive care units.

The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

But Cui Shi'an felt lighter than ever before, as if he had never been in a car accident.

He easily ripped off the ECG monitoring electrodes attached to his chest and removed the IV catheter from the back of his hand.

"Huh?! The patient!"

The nurse, who was recording data, saw his actions and screamed in fright, "Where are you going? Don't move!"

Cui Shi'an ignored him, nimbly rolled off the bed, and moved smoothly without any hesitation.

He feels great now, even better than before the accident.

"Patient-nim?" Amidst the nurses' ghost-like stares, he walked straight out of the intensive care unit.

Upon reaching the corridor outside, he immediately spotted the young female messenger leaning lazily against the wall.

Just as Cui Shi'an was about to step forward to greet him, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses strode over and blocked his way.

"Are you Mr. Cui Shi'an?" The man's tone was respectful, but his eyes held a big question mark as he continuously observed Cui Shi'an's body.

"Why did you come out of the ward? Are you alright?"

"Um..." Cui Shi'an looked at him with suspicion, "But you are..."

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself." The man handed over a business card from his pocket:

"I am the lawyer representing the young lady you rescued. It's a relief to see you unharmed. We have already settled all your previous medical expenses, so please don't worry."

"Is that so..." Cui Shi'an recalled what the messenger of hell had said earlier, that he had fallen for that girl... twice in his life?

"Where is she? Is she injured too?"

"Thanks to you, my client is currently in good health, just a little shaken." The lawyer carefully observed his complexion again, and asked again, still concerned:

"But are you really alright? The doctor just said your internal organs are... in critical condition..."

"Do I look like I'm on my deathbed? Get your client here, I have something to ask her."

The lawyer's eyes showed wariness: "If you have any requests, I can pass them on."

Cui Shi'an frowned. Normally, shouldn't he first come to thank his savior? Why is he hiding?

"Mr. Cui, please rest assured, we have prepared a special gift for you."

As the lawyer spoke, he took a check from his briefcase and handed it to Choi Si-an:

"Here is 50 million won as a token of our gratitude for your heroic act. On the condition that you sign this confidentiality agreement and remain silent about what happened today."

"A confidentiality agreement? It's just saving someone's life, why would we need to sign something like that?"

The lawyer looked at him in surprise: "Don't you know who my client is?"

"That's ridiculous. She's covered up so well, how am I supposed to know who she is? What? Hiding herself away, is she some big shot or tycoon's daughter?"

The lawyer's smile deepened; it turned out the other party didn't know that the girl he had saved was Liu Zhimin, the leader of the aespa group.

This is better, as it saves us from subsequent trouble:

"My client is indeed unable to appear at the moment. She has entrusted me with handling all matters. This thank-you gift is also something she asked me to convey to you, Mr. Cui."

"No need for money," Cui Shi'an said, pushing the check away. He asked sincerely, "If possible, I would still like to have the client's contact information..."

Before he could finish speaking, a clear, cool, and slightly mocking female voice rang in his ear:

"One hundred million."

Cui Shi'an was startled and subconsciously turned to look at the girl in the black dress leaning against the wall: "What, one hundred million?"

Attorney Jin watched as he spoke to thin air, a hint of surprise and doubt flashing across her face, and cautiously asked:

"Mr. Cui? Are you... talking to me? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

He suspected that the car accident might have damaged the other person's brain.

The young envoy leaned lazily against the wall, her voice clear once again: "I said, make him give you 100 million, and then you sign a confidentiality agreement."

Although he didn't understand why, Choi Si-an, who had experienced a "death day trip," knew that it was best to listen to the advice of this "professional."

He took a deep breath, turned to the bewildered Attorney Kim, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"Um... Attorney Kim, right? I believe my life, and the future impact of this aftereffect, is worth far more than fifty million."

He held up one finger and solemnly said, "One hundred million. Pay one hundred million Korean won, and I will sign the confidentiality agreement immediately."

Attorney Kim was clearly not expected that he would raise the price on the spot, and was slightly displeased. His gaze kept sweeping back and forth across Choi Si-an's face, as if trying to determine whether he was truly sober or just talking nonsense.

But considering the possibility of getting the other party to shut up as soon as possible and avoiding further complications, he finally nodded.

"Sure, but we need to sign an agreement first."

"OK."

After signing the agreement, Choi Si-an successfully received the check for 100 million won.

After handing over his cell phone, student ID, and other personal belongings, Attorney Kim immediately took her leave.

Only Cui Shi'an and the young messenger remained in the corridor for the time being.

"Why one hundred million?" Cui Shi'an asked curiously.

The girl leaning against the wall straightened up gracefully, casually smoothed out her skirt, and then gave him a huge eye roll.

"Otherwise what?" she asked, her tone laced with a dismissive air.

"I personally negotiated the price for you, shouldn't I charge a 'brokerage fee'? These days are tough enough as they are, do you think even a messenger of hell doesn't need to make a living?"

"Uh..." Cui Shi'an opened his mouth, surprised that it was for this reason...

He felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

However… her table was laden with steak and red wine, it was indeed… luxurious.

"But you said before that girl was related to me, and I signed an agreement that means I can't get her contact information anymore..."

"The lawyer is clearly not going to tell you, even if you don't want the money, he still won't tell you."

"Then..." Cui Shi'an asked tentatively, "Can't you use... your ability?"

The young female messenger gave him a cold look, then casually snatched the check from his hand.

"Who do you take me for? Someone I can just use my powers on ordinary people? Helping you was already against the rules, so there should be some compensation, right?"

"I believe my sister has already expressed her gratitude to you fully," Cui Shi'an said, carefully taking the check back from her hand.

"Tch, they clearly don't remember her, yet they have the nerve to call her 'little sister.'" The young envoy showed a hint of disdain and snatched the check back.

"You think you don't need to pay me for recovering so well overnight?"

"That doesn't need to be a hundred million, does it?" Cui Shi'an pulled the check back again.

"It's fine if you don't want to give it to me, but I haven't told you about the precautions after the resurrection. You'll have to figure it out yourself."

"Hey~" Cui Shi'an's attitude immediately softened: "Then... how about half for each of us?"

That's 100 million won! How long would it take to earn that much money through live streaming? Choi Si-an has never seen so much money in his life.

Besides, scientific research is expensive.

Wait a minute, if there are messengers of hell in this world, is there any need to study ecology in more depth?

"Heh, as expected, human desires know no bounds." The young messenger sneered, "Then I'll take seven and you take three!"

"Forty-six!" Cui Shi'an felt like she was being blackmailed. "I can't give in any more!"

Just then, a commotion and a flurry of footsteps came from the depths of the corridor.

Several doctors and nurses spotted Cui Shi'an standing there, and someone pointed at him and shouted:

"He's over there!"

As the group of doctors in white coats rushed over with eyes that seemed to regard them as both "medical miracles" and "walking research specimens," Choi Si-an felt a chill run down his spine.

"What are you still standing there for?"

The mocking voice of the young female messenger rang in my ears once more:

"If they catch me and take me back, I might be used as a guinea pig~"

A lab rat?!

This word was like ice water poured over his head, instantly making Cui Shi'an shudder. How could someone who studies ecology not understand the meaning of this sentence?

They might end up being dissected and studied!

"Damn it..."

He cursed under his breath and sprinted toward the exit!

"Patient! Please wait a moment!"

"Patient! Don't run away!"

"Quick! Call security!"

He heard the anxious shouts of medical staff behind him, but Cui Shi'an ran faster than a startled rabbit, nimbly dodging pedestrians and medical equipment in the corridor, wanting only to escape the hospital as soon as possible.

The young envoy calmly watched Cui Shi'an flee in a sorry state. When she noticed several more security guards rushing towards them, she clicked her tongue impatiently.

"This is really troublesome."

Then she raised her hand and snapped her fingers gracefully.

Snapped!

The corridor lights went out immediately.