After hearing what Secretary Huang said, Wu Ruiying immediately turned to look at him.

"Is this the time to think about these things? We should think more about Zhenhe and cure his illness first!"

"Ma'am, although that's what I said, but..."

"Just keep it a secret. You can also go abroad for treatment. Who would know if you were there? There are plenty of ways. Don't hesitate any longer, or you'll miss the best time for treatment."

"Ma'am, no matter how secretive we try to keep it, the outside world will find out. I think we should go to the hospital first and get a thorough checkup."

"Didn't you check it during this hospitalization?"

"It's been a while, then..."

"Stop arguing."

Park Junwan interrupted them.

Park Jin Hyuk couldn't help but wonder, am I not the one who knows my physical condition best?

While in the hospital, Park Jin Hyuk was worried whether there was really something wrong with his body, so after getting familiar with the nurses, he did all the tests he could.

If he had reached the level of drug addiction, there should be needle marks on his body.

Of course, there are also cases of smoking drugs by rolling them up in paper, but that usually happens in the United States.

In South Korea, because drugs are hard to come by, they are usually given intravenously so that even small doses can be effective.

He carefully examined his entire body and found no traces of needle injections.

"We'll talk about quitting drugs later... Let me ask you, do you plan to continue like this? Don't you plan to go out and work?"

Before Park Jin Hyuk could answer, Wu Ruiying spoke first:

"Don't pressure him with company matters. It'll make him even more anxious. Isn't Sang Hyuk here? Leave it to Sang Hyuk... Sang Hyuk, are you okay?"

"Are you asking me?"

Faced with the sudden question, Park Sang-hyuk, who was standing aside, was completely unprepared.

Seeing her son's slow reaction, Wu Ruiying looked at him with dissatisfaction.

Park Sang Hyuk finally reacted and quickly replied:

"Oh, no problem."

"Zhen Hyuk has just been discharged from the hospital. Let him rest first and see how he recovers. We can take our time with work."

"Okay, just looking at you gives me a headache, let's go out first."

Park Jin Hyuk felt like he had just watched a performance that concerned himself!

Without allowing themselves any justification, these people drew their conclusions.

Park Jin Hyuk was about to turn around and leave, but he stopped immediately.

It would be so cowardly to leave like this.

Then he turned and said to his father:

"That painting hanging on the wall over there looks good. It's a Chinese landscape painting of a very high standard, and it shows great taste. But...it's not real. I wonder why you would hang a fake in your study?"

"What did you say?!"

Park Junwan had been lowering his head and rubbing his temples, but when he heard this, he raised his head again and looked at his son.

"It seems that you like that painting very much, so you hung it in the most conspicuous place. But no matter how much you like it, you shouldn't hang a fake there, otherwise others will laugh at you."

"What are you talking about? How could this painting be fake? The company's art gallery got it with great difficulty. Did this kid take the wrong medicine?"

After Wu Ruiying finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Park Junwan.

Park Junwan stared at Park Jin Hyuk intently.

"How do you know this painting is a fake?"