Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 602 - 273: The Wall

But what terrified Gu Ji the most.

Was still the military, represented by the Wushan Base.

They barely regarded human lives as human lives.

And from the moment he reported the incident to Li Xianzhen, even now, Cheongwadae still hasn’t given any explanation, nor has it officially investigated the Wushan Base.

Even the fact that he was attacked was covered up by Cheongwadae’s security office.

"Mr. Jin, so you’re here, I’ve called you several times." From behind, a tall, elegant figure walked up from the corner, it was Jiang Youzhen.

As a director of AM Medical.

Thanks to Gu Ji’s help in the MERS incident, she is undoubtedly the biggest winner this time.

Not only did she succeed in launching AM Hospital’s brand through expert broadcasts and excellent management skills, but she also made a fortune in medical protective supplies.

"I might not have noticed earlier."

Gu Ji had been completely absorbed by the nationwide celebrations and game tasks.

Jiang Youzhen brushed her hair slightly and smiled, "A patient specifically requested to see you, so I brought them over."

As she finished speaking, two people emerged from behind her.

He had seen both of them before; they were Cui Ridou’s grandmother and mother, whom he had met briefly at the outpatient department.

Although the grandmother was infected with MERS.

AM Medical’s technology was quite good, coupled with national support, they didn’t fear spending money, and luckily she recovered. Hunched over, she was supported by her middle-aged daughter, trembling as she walked up to Gu Ji.

"Elderly lady, you should rest more, how come..."

"Child, no, Mr. Jin, Jiang had told me about your matter with Ridou. Ridou is really not a good boy; it’s all my unfilial son’s fault. He gambled since he was young and often mingled with disorderly people, leading him astray. Mr. Jin, for you to hold no grudge and treat my illness, I truly..."

As she spoke, the old lady began to choke up, almost wanting to kneel before Gu Ji.

Gu Ji and Jiang Youzhen hastily reached out to stop her.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged woman supporting the Korean grandmother took out a brocade banner from her arms, unfolded it, and it prominently displayed the names of AM Hospital and "Prosecutor Jin Zhijiu".

"Grandma, Auntie, you’re too polite. I’m just a helper, the real credit for healing you lies with the hospital and the nation. If you want to thank someone, it should be Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jin, you are too modest. Without you, AM Hospital might have already been investigated like Shansang or Mary."

Jiang Youzhen didn’t expect Gu Ji to attribute merit to herself.

Turning her head in surprise, the sunlight from the corridor window just happened to shine on Gu Ji’s rough profile, as if he was surrounded by some halo.

In her eyes, her respect for him increased even more, mixed with some other factors.

"Mr. Jin, you must accept it!"

The old lady forced the brocade banner into Gu Ji’s hand, "I don’t just thank you for curing my disease, but also for disciplining Ridou for me. I know Ridou isn’t rotten to the core, and with him by your side, I feel relieved."

"Yes, yes, recently Ridou often brags in front of me, saying he’s now working with the prosecutor. You can’t imagine how proud he looks."

Saying this, the middle-aged woman’s face unwittingly beamed with a smile.

Though she often disdained Cui Ridou, what parent wouldn’t be pleased to see their child on the right track?

But as she smiled, the middle-aged woman suddenly shifted her tone:

"However, Mr. Jin, I haven’t seen Ridou recently; he didn’t even come by when his grandma was discharged. I don’t have his phone number either. Do you know where he might be now?"

"Yes, Mr. Jin, if you find Ridou, when you have time, please bring him home for a visit. I’ll make kimchi pancakes, his favorite dish growing up..."

Looking at the grandma’s cheerful demeanor.

Gu Ji was momentarily at a loss for words.

Beside him, Jiang Youzhen seemed to have read his thoughts, and smiled faintly, patting the grandma’s shoulder, "Grandma, with MERS just ending, Mr. Jin has been quite busy lately. How about this, when he’s free, I’ll bring him to visit your home, okay?"

"Oh dear! I’m so forgetful, how could I forget about you, Mr. Jiang? Sure, sure, you must come next time!"

"Don’t worry about that, Grandma!"

After seeing the two off, Jiang Youzhen returned to Gu Ji’s side.

The sound of her black low-heeled shoes echoed "tap tap" on the tiles, pulling Gu Ji back from his daze.

"Mr. Jin, did something happen to you?"

"Are you investigating me?"

Gu Ji’s gaze grew cold.

Jiang Youzhen hurried to correct herself, "I’m just worried about you. Before, you were often harassed by the Mountain Dog Gang, so I sent security to protect you secretly. It’s not surveillance."

"There was a slight incident."

"Is it related to the military and Cheongwadae?"

That question from Jiang Youzhen raised Gu Ji’s eyebrow.

Looks like the children from wealthy families aren’t easy to deal with; they are skilled not only in business but also insightful in political matters.

In fact, the capital model in South Korea.

Dictates that the major conglomerates must engage with national power. Many conglomerates arrange marriages for their children with officials to solidify their commercial empires, and among them, independent prosecutors like Gu Ji are particularly favored.

"Mr. Jin, if you want revenge, maybe I can help."

"No need for help, but I do need to ask some questions."