Lee Jong-seok, who put the key in his pocket, opened his mouth while looking at the uncle.

"You know the old book I took from the bookstore before there."

"Did you?"

The man who was thinking for a moment laughed.

"You're talking about Jong-seok giving you a 1,000 won discount. But why?"

"Now that I've noticed. I think it's a book with a pricey."

"Really?"

"So I just don't think I have it..."

The man laughed at Lee Jong-seok, who was blurring the end of his words.

"You must be worried because I'm in the hospital."

"Yes."

"How much better would it be to sell it and make a living?"

'A lot.'

As Lee Jong-seok muttered into his mouth, the uncle said.

"Because I sold it to you anyway. You don't have to mind. And even if I had it, I would have given it away for two to thirty million won as a prop for a teahouse or a broadcasting station."

"But..."

How much do I have to tell you?’

When Lee Jong-seok was worried, the uncle said.

"The reason I'm doing an old bookstore is because I like books, but I think it's worth it to someone who needs books to be thrown away. And you found the value of the book I didn't find. Well, isn't that the answer? You're the master, knowing the value of the book."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, as you say, the owner of the book is the owner of the junk shop who sold the sack containing the book, and the former owner who abandoned the book without knowing its value before it. If you go up like that, there's no end to it."

Lee Jong-seok's face brightened as he thought his uncle had a point.

"Phew!"

"Hoo! Why did you worry so much about the book?"

"I thought I was cheating you."

The uncle laughed at Lee Jong-seok's remark.

"How much does the book cost?"

"I haven't checked the original yet, but... I think it's going to be quite expensive."

"Quite? How many..."

The man who was about to say the price shook his head.

"No, don't say it."

"What?"

"If I listen to it for no reason, I think I'll still have a stomachache because of cancer. That's your book. Do whatever you want."

"Can I?"

"It's your book. What's the point of your choice?"

Lee Jong-seok smiled at his uncle.

"Thank you."

"What do you mean thanks... I'm more grateful to you for starting treatment before your liver gets worse. You're like the benefactor of my life."

The man, who saw Lee Jong-seok with a smile, glanced at his watch and said,

"Then Jong-seok should go now. It's late."

Lee Jong-seok raised himself to his uncle's words.

"Then take care of yourself."

"Yes, I'd like you to go while you're gone."

"Yes."

After visiting the hospital, Lee Jong-seok left the hospital room.

I'm glad you found it in the beginning.’

It is said that liver cancer is the most severe cancer, but in the early days, it was not necessary to worry too much.

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking toward the hospital room for a while, nodded.

"I'll sell the book.”

The man told me to do as I please, but I wanted to pay for the hospital fee.

If it's liver cancer, I think it'll cost a lot of hospital bills. And I was grateful for what he said to me, so I wanted to repay you for anything.

"Uh! You're not Mr. Lee! Oh! Mr. Lee! Mr. Lee Jong-seok!"

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the hospital room, looked back at the sound of calling his name.

Behind him was Moon Jae-chul, accompanied by doctors in white gowns.

"Hello."

Moon Jae-chul laughed at Lee Jong-seok's greeting.

"Where are you going without hearing people calling you?”

"I thought you were calling a doctor because of Mr. Lee."

"Haha! That's true, too.”

Moon Jae-chul, who was looking at Lee Jong-seok as if he were pleased, glanced toward the hospital room.

"Which of your acquaintances is sick?"

I'm worried because Lee Jong-seok is in the cancer ward.

"I came to visit my favorite bookstore because he was sick."

"Oh! I see. What's your name?”

"Go Young-dong."

When he saw one of the doctors who followed Moon Jae-chul, he searched for patients on his tablet PC and stuck it out.

"Hmm... liver cancer is usually discovered after considerable progress, and he's lucky."

"Is there nothing to worry about?”

"Simple surgery and chemotherapy will make it better."

"I see."

"Oh! Did you see the writing in the lobby?"

"Yes."

"Every VIP who comes to the hospital is praised for their good writing. Hahaha!"

Moon Jae-chul, who was smiling and watching Lee Jong-seok, suddenly said.

"No, let's have a cup of tea for a while."

Lee Jong-seok and Moon Jae-cheol headed to the director's office.

Entering the director's office, Lee Jong-seok looked around with wonder and surprise.

'Why is the office so big?

The director's office was very big. In the middle, there was a soft-looking sofa, side by side, and behind it was a large desk and chair.

And there's a big window that fills one side of the wall.

"Mr. Lee, please sit over here."

When Moon Jae-chul pointed to the sofa, Lee Jong-seok sat down.

Ring!

Moon Jae-chul, who pressed the phone button, told Lee Jong-seok to bring juice and food.

"How's that handwriting?"

Lee Jong-seok read that Moon Jae-chul pointed to a scroll hanging on one side.

"I like my handwriting soft and finite. Was it written by the director?”

When Lee Jong-seok was asked about the name of Moon Jae-cheol under the scroll, he nodded.

"It means that if you eat well, you become a medicine and control your illness."

"I see."

"Hahaha! It's like I memorized the Analects in front of Confucius."

As we talked, the secretary came in with juice and a piece of cake.

Click! Click!

Moon Jae-chul raised his hand when the cake and juice were placed on the seat.

"Try it. It's a cake made by our bakery, and it tastes good."

"Is there a bakery in the hospital?"

Moon Jae-cheol smiled at Lee Jong-seok's words and looked at the scroll on the wall.

"If you eat well, you'll get better," but doctors often substitute bread for meals because they don't have time to eat."

"I see."

"Otherwise, I'd like to have a meeting with visiting guests soon, so would you be able to join me then?"

"When is it going to be?”

"I'm thinking about it next Saturday."

"Is it on a transport boat?”

"We always have meetings there, so we should do that again.”

"If you give me a call, I'll be there."

"Good for you. Oh! Then please write down a phone number here. I'll contact you."

When he put out the memo, Lee Jong-seok wrote down his number.

Lee Jong-seok, who wrote down his number, said quietly.

"Remember you said you would give my parents a checkup before there."

"Oh! Of course. Please come whenever you have time."

Then, Moon Jae-chul called in his secretary and asked him to bring a booklet.

"This is an introduction to our hospital's health check-up service, and here are some precautions you should take before you come."

***

Upon returning home, Lee explained to his parents that he had made a reservation for tomorrow and a horse for the health checkup service.

Lee Jong-seok, who persuaded his parents that he didn't want to do such a thing at first, returned to his room.

Lee Jong-seok, who is sitting at his desk, wrote in his experience book today.

The deficit of what happened today soon led to a new article.

***

Lee Jong-seok was doing business alone. Lee Jong-seok, who is trying to follow the medical checkup, was left alone by his parents.

"The tteokbokki here is delicious."

"Yes, try the fish cake soup, too.”

Lee Jong-seok, who greeted the female guest with a smile, pulled up his sleeves to see if it was hot.

Even though it is winter, working in front of the tteokbokki plate and fish cake can keeps the heat up.

"Oh my! The arm muscles are no joke."

Lee Jong-seok's forearm was lined with small muscles. He kept standing up as if he was mixing rice cakes and putting sauce in it, and his tendon was lifted up nicely, giving off a masculine look.

“Do you exercise?”

"Just a little."

Lee Jong-seok, who was rubbing rice cakes with sauce with a smile, glanced out his head and looked toward the alley.

People were gathering to take pictures or see paintings.

But most of them were women, and the men were only a few people who were taken by their girlfriends.

Lee Jong-seok, who was watching it, said.

"How did you know about this alley?”

"It's a pretty alley, so I came up on the face window to see it."

'You must have seen Young-ji's face window.'

When Lee Jong-seok murmured inside, the lady took out her cell phone and showed her face window.

"This is it."

In the face window shown by the lady, there was a photo taken by Kim Young-ji as Lee Jong-seok thought.

"Are you close to the person who took this picture?"

"I don't know because my friend shares this facebook."

The woman who was smiling and putting her cell phone in her arms suddenly said,

"But who painted these paintings?”

"Me."

"Oh my! I think you're a student."

"Now I'm a senior in high school."

"But did you draw these pictures?"

Lee Jong-seok said, smiling at the lady's words and rubbing the tteokbokki.

"I thought it'd be nice to have a local feature. So I drew some pictures, and I'm glad people liked it.”

"You did a good job drawing... So, do you paint portraits?"

"A portrait?"

"I'd like to ask you to take me a portrait.

Lee Jong-seok shook his head with a smile at the lady's words.

"I'm doing business by myself right now, so it's hard to draw."

"Sad."

"I know. I wish I could draw a picture of your pretty sister."

The lady smiled pleasantly at Lee Jong-seok's remarks.

"Are you drawing and filling yourself in?”

"I'm going to have to satisfy my self-

The young lady's face turned slightly red at the smiling image of Lee Jong-seok. Although he is not handsome, he is slightly excited by Lee Jong-seok's bold face.

"He's good at business.”

With a smile, the lady paid the bill and took out her cell phone.

"Can I take a picture of the food?”

As we talked, the lady thought we had gotten a little closer, and Lee Jong-seok received it comfortably.

Click! Click!

Then the lady posted a picture on her face.

A small snack bar in a beautiful alley with a good picture.

The menu is like glass noodle tteokbokki and fish cake, but it has warmth that melts the body frozen in the cold winter wind.

And the student who sells tteokbokki seems to be very funny and handsome... Hahaha

And one more thing... It is the student of this snack bar who painted these pictures here.