He had a bad feeling about this. Since you don't normally issue the FPCON order on little things. And since it's related to the Medicube, that means someone very important needed the facility. A VIP that warrant so much concern. Or something of a similar magnitude. Who could it be... and it worried him.

Because there wasn't any other hospital facility located in the surrounding area, and seeing that the incoming party did not head towards the capital city; it suggested that they won't be handling just any normal person. He called the HQ for confirmation and verified his worries. He hated being right.

Once the fax arrived, Captain Yoo Sijin grabbed the papers and headed out of his office. It appeared that he still have to face Dr. Kang in the next few hours.

xxx

"I didn't come here for a great cause like serving people or a sense of duty."

The medical team were all assembled by the time he reached the Medicube area. His eyes immediately drawn towards Dr. Kang as she averted his gaze. Well, after the spat they had earlier... he couldn't blame her for being so bitter. He could worry about that later.

It's still very awkward though, but regardless, she was the leader of the Mediteam. He handed her the files he just got.

"These are the medical records sent by the VIP's doctor."

Kang Moyeon acknowledged him stiffly, it was evident that she's still mad at him. He couldn't do anything about it now.

"What's this? You can't see anything!"

He silently listened to the conversation in front of him, as some of the doctors questioned about the information on the document Dr. Kang was holding. But then one of the younger doctor's words caught his attention.

"There's fake information on the chart? What kind of sick doctor does that?"

"A doctor like me," answered Kang Moyeon.

He turned his glance towards her. Immediately he recalled the earlier conversation that they had as well as the things she said when they were at the beach. He kept focusing on every single word that she said as Kang Moyeon continued speaking without emotion. He wondered if she was merely stating the current situation or venting her bitterness towards him as well. Because it started to feel like she was intentionally painting herself as a bad doctor in front of him.

As the VIP arrived, Yoo Sijin brushed away his idle thoughts.

xxx

"... Saving his life isn't our concern. Our concern is who's responsible. Do whatever those Arabs want."

"Even if the patient dies, it's entirely the doctor's responsibility for not operating."

For some reason, the order did not sit well with him. Because it seemed that the military was trying to push off the responsibility to someone else. And the fact that the Arab escorts trying to stop the operation bothered him. Well, he understood their reasoning a bit... about their religions and restrictions. But he thought he read somewhere that some things were permissible in times of emergencies. And if not because of the tampered medical records as well as the medication that was given by one of those men, the VIP wouldn't have to be in a critical condition! To push the responsibility to the medical team for things that were not their fault, that didn't feel right.

And he had given his oath that he'd protect every citizen of Korea whenever possible. Abandoning some of them just because of some shitty politics was not his thing. And they're talking about saving a dying man's life here! Was politic that important?

But then there was also an issue about insubordination. If he refused a direct order, he would definitely be punished. Even worse if the situation become even more critical and he ended up dragging everyone along with his rash decisions. Yet, if he followed the order he knew that he'd regret it for the rest of his life.

He glanced towards Sergeant Seo to relay his thoughts.

"...I don't operate anymore."

It was risky. One way or the other someone's life would be at stake. He's not one to gamble so recklessly but this was one of those situations where you might just have to leave all to fate and take a chance.

"Do you think you can save him?"

He wanted her confirmation that she could do what he wanted her to do. Because she told him earlier that she haven't been doing surgeries for quite a while. And that was the most important variable in this situation. Since if she still had the ability of the doctor he once knew, he needn't have to worry. But if he was wrong, he might as well speed up the death of the VIP.

"Answer me!"

"I can save him."

He heard that answer clearly. She didn't sound unsure, despite the likelihood that her abilities might be rusty after not doing surgeries for a while. Sijin turned off his radio, and took off his earpiece. Right now the only thing he could do was trust his instincts.

And his instincts told him to go ahead.

"Then, save him!"

Without hesitation, Yoo Sijin pulled out his gun and point it out towards the Arabs.