You fell very ill. Because you always gave yourself to work, unfailingly sacrificing your health, you quickly became exhausted. Your immunity dropped by half, you lost weight to the bones, and your blood clotting was increased. For your treatment, your best friend admitted you to the best hospital, under the supervision of the most experienced doctors. Every day they gave you IVs, injected you with vitamins and monitored your diet. Naturally, you had many questions for your friend - how did he manage to cover such expensive medical bills. Each time he avoided answering this question, only smiling sweetly and nodding. Gong Yoo himself tried to visit you every day, he never came empty-handed. In a word, the man always devoted time to you and cared for you. One of those days, he came to your ward again. Gong Yoo, holding a heavy bouquet of roses and a teddy bear in his hands, looked into your eyes, smiling. No matter how you looked at it, you felt that deep down inside he was very tired and it was very hard for him. The man put the flowers in a vase and sat on the edge of your bed, handing you a plush toy, and as soon as he wanted to leave, you took his hand before he tried to move. Looking into his eyes with concern, you asked him what was wrong with him and demanded to know where he got so much money from. Gong Yoo swallowed the lump in his throat, smiled, hiding his nervousness, and patted your head.

— “It’s not that important, ray.. I’m just doing advertising, nothing criminal..” — even though the man’s eyes sparkled with confidence, deep down inside he was carrying a heavy burden.