He always says he'll quit. Why doesn't he quit?
Annual salary of 200,000 dollars, my foot.
He just likes to feel good about himself.
"I'm working here while being mistreated all the time."
"But look. Actually, I'm not the person you think I am."
"If I go out on the market, I'm worth 300,000 dollars."
He likes to act all arrogant.
"But I've chosen to work here."
"Why? For the development..."
"the national industrial health system..."
and to protect the laborers' health rights."
I really can't understand him.
But what if he really quits?
Who would accept him? Let's go.
He has nowhere to go.
I have a suggestion...
You can be the team leader. I'll be the team member.
I'll persuade Ms. Gong. Are you happy now?
Fine, then.
Fine, my foot!
Hey, Huh Min Ki.
When will you grow up?
Il Sun. Is this why you've been keeping me here?
I mean, did you have me slave away for six months...
just so you could do this to me?
Why are you overreacting?
It was just a few all-nighters. "Slaving away"?
I...
quit.
Actually,
I'm much better than you think.
Leave, then.
Do you expect this place to fall apart without you?
How dare you keep threatening me. Leave, you punk!
"Punk"?
How dare you keep swearing at me.
- Hey... - Do you think I like being here?
Leave. Just leave! Find a place that pays better, you jerk!
- Gong Il Sun! - Why, you...
I'm leaving this piece of...
Take that and leave!
- Why, you... Hey! - Hey!
Don't you dare throw it at me.
You jerk. You are so dead.
Why did he have to throw his ID card?
I hope you all fail!
I think he's really going to quit!
Should I be going after him?
Okay, I'll leave this place.
Are you Mr. Kim of AMC?
I'm calling about that offer you...
Is that so?
Is this Hana Med?
Oh, yes.
This is Huh Min Ki.
You called me the other day to ask if I could start work there,
so I finally decided that...
Oh, I see.
Why is this fly...
(Safety First)
The positions are all taken. Huh Min Ki has nowhere to go.
Man... Do you think he'll come back when he even threw his ID card?
Gosh... How embarrassing!
I'll go and bring him in.
You know what to do right? Just suck up to him.
Who has last year's occupational asthma casebook?
I do, ma'am.
Thank you.
Are you going out to the site?
As soon as I finish my report, ma'am.
Mr. Ha, take care of things for me.
Oh... Yes, ma'am.
Get confirmation on the on-site analysis from Team Leader Doh
Team Leader Doh, do you have the approval stamp?
Oh, I'll just sign it.
Stamps are easier.
Why don't you make one?
(UDC, Huh Min Ki)
How pitiful. Just so he can make a living...
That's the burden of making a living.
I think I'm going to cry.
I need to settle some things with Huh Min Ki.
Take the others out to lunch.
Yes, ma'am.
Ms. Suk.
Do you know the name of the world's first cave painting?
How should I know?
It's called the Altamira Cave Painting.
You can go ahead.
Okay, come quickly.
Hello?
Is it your lunch break? I need to see you.
- I have nothing to say to you. - I only need 10 minutes.
I'll be there soon.
If you're going to keep coming...
(UDC, Huh Min Ki)
Are you hungry?
I think...
I'll try intermittent fasting.
Thanks for coming back.
I have nowhere to go.
Don't lie.
I'm going to devote myself to this place.
Gosh.
Is that so? Well, I'd appreciate it.
Now then,
let's go see some patients.
Are we really skipping lunch?
I thought you'd try intermittent fasting?
I was just joking. Just look at my body...
Hurry up.
Il Sun!
You're here.
Hello.
- Hello. - Yes.
Here. I brought...
- my documents. - Thank you.
Have a seat. Let me listen to your chest.
I don't hear any stridor.
Theoretically, we can't diagnose him.
Asthma can be diagnosed with just the conditions.
Do you often feel a tightness in your chest?
Yes. It often feels tight.
Especially when I'm at work, I cough a lot...
and my chest feels tight.
It's asthma. Cough Variant Asthma. Look it up.
It's your case.
- All right. - Mr. Kim.
Take your medicine according to the prescription...
and hang in there for a few days.
We'll find out the cause.
Thanks.
It's occupational asthma.
It won't be that hard.
The problem is that he developed it all of a sudden.
That's why his workplace won't accept it.
But last year, another worker died of asthma.
Isn't that weird?
Min Ki, let's do our best.
- One moment. - Sure.
Hello?
Yes.
One moment.
- Il Sun. - Yes?
I need to take this call.
All right.
I guess...
it's some kind of good news?
You have an opening now?
The annual salary is 210,000 dollars?
When do I have to make it final?
I see.
Okay.
Ms. Gong?
I have something to tell you.
You jerk. You said you'll devote yourself.
Il Sun, it's 200,000 dollars.
I'm only human. I can't help it!
You said, "I don't want to allow..."
"any more wrongful deaths at workplaces," didn't you?
I did. Maybe 200 years ago.
You jerk!
Is it bad to be a jerk?
- You jerk! - Is that bad?
You jerk!
- Is it bad to be a jerk, Il Sun? - You jerk, you jerk, you jerk!
- Fine, I'm a jerk, you jerk! - You jerk!
- Fine, I'm a jerk! You jerk! - You jerk!
So many people in this world don't know their place. Am I right?
I don't even want to breathe the same air as you,
so get to the point.
The solution is simple.
Either you leave UDC,
or you lose your daughter.
Choi Tae Young.
I'm Seo Rin's mom.
Oh, that's right. Up until now, at least.
Since you get to see her once every two months?
Is that how dirty you are?
So you're so afraid of the UDC?
I thought you wanted to get to the point?
I'll pretend you understood me.
Did TL meddle in my malpractice lawsuit, right?
Anyone could tell it was the patient's fault.
Only a law firm with power...
could take it to court.
Joong Eun.
Why are you acting like this when you already know it?
The world is already in our favor.
We're on top,
and no matter how hard you try,
you'll only fall and get yourself hurt again.
I beg of you.
Can't you just leave me...
to live my life?
Of course, you can live your life.
You're the one who's pressing your luck.
Are you really...
hiding anything about this case?
- I'm leaving. - Are you afraid I'll find out?
Is that why you're doing this?
Choi Tae Young!
I told your father...
that I'm going to fight.
And that I'm not going to give Seo Rin up.
Fight me if you can.
I won't give up until the end.
Hello, sir.
About the medical malpractice lawsuit from last year...
The patient's human rights matter the most, you know?
Please handle it well.
Yes, she just left. Should I keep tailing her?
Understood, sir. I'll call you tomorrow, then.
Hey, wait.
Gosh, Min Ki.
Will 210,000 dollars get rid of the vengeful thoughts?
Mr. Kim Young Han...
is the same age as your father when he passed away.
Think of him as your father, and let's get this sorted out.
Where would you even go when I'm right here?
Don't you think it's ridiculous?
Mr. Kim Young Han has his own son,
and he is not my father.
This is work, you know.
I just need to work as much as I get paid for, right?
Il Sun, do you really not understand what I'm trying to say?
I do, of course. This is about your title, right?
Min Ki, job titles aren't important.
When I work, I think that I work under you.
You're always like, "Gong! Il Sun!" Even that...
never bothers me. I actually like it.
Do you want to be the chief?
I know you don't.
Didn't we found the UDC with the goal...
that we'll help people like your father...
who are put in unfair situations?
I don't think what happened to my father was "unfair".
It's just awful.
- What? - Ms. Gong.
Don't bring up your employee's past like this.
Let's just focus on work, okay?
He's definitely different.
(119 Rescue Services)
A man got hit by a forklift and was dragged along.
Come as soon as possible. Please hurry!
(119 Rescue Services)
Oh, my. Thank you for making time to come all the way here.
- Where is the man who is injured? - It's nothing serious.
One of my employees got a mild abrasion,
but they made a big fuss over it and even called you.
I'm so sorry.
He put some ointment on the wound.
He's sleeping in the medical office now.
I see. Okay, then.
Goodbye. Have a safe journey back.
Mr. Huh.
Are you all right?
Min Ki...
- Min Ki... - My gosh, what do we do?
He was left without proper treatment for too long.
He died due to exsanguination.
- You kept him here and told us... - Dad.
- Dad, are you all right? - He died!
- Dad, wake up. - He lost his life.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Dad...
Dad, are you okay?
Dad... Open your eyes, Dad.
Dad...
Sir, there's an inbound call for you.
The caller has called over 10 times already.
He wants to speak with you directly...
regarding the accident at the subway station.
What else did he say?
Well, he said he knows the truth behind the incident.
I told him he can't speak with you, but he insists that he must.
I'm sorry, sir. I'll try to make him give up.
No, it's okay. Let's hear what he has to say.
- Put him through in five minutes. - Yes, sir.
Darn it.
What kind of idiot parked like this?
It was me.
(Undiagnosed Disease Center)
Gosh.
Dear me.
(Name: Kim Young Han)
"The Baker, Hoegi-ro 10-gil".
That bakery? That jerk...
What are you mumbling to yourself?
We've got to work on this case. Let's do it.
Hello, we're from the UDC.
Well, it's about...
I mean, your bread is...
Hello, we're from the UDC.
We have to investigate an undiagnosed disease...
that broke out here, so please kindly cooperate.
(Search and Seizure Warrant)
Where's the proprietor? Where's the owner of this bakery?
He's not here at the moment.
I'm the manager here. I'll show you around.
This must be a supplementary inspection.
I beg your pardon?
(Surveillance of Occupational Asthma in Baking Production Workers)
The number one cause of asthma here would be flour.
However, the workers are exposed to flour 24-7,
which doesn't explain the sudden outbreak of asthma.
Ruled out.
(Rule out: Eliminate as an option)
The pesticide residues in fruits.
Especially in case of organophosphorus pesticides,
parasympathetic stimulation occurs,
which causes bronchoconstriction and laryngeal hemiplegia.
But all the fruits are handled by workers from a staffing agency,
so none of the patients was exposed to any fruits.
Ruled out.
The metals in the trays.
If they're stainless steel containing chrome,
the fine metal dust from them can cause asthma.
But they're iron trays. Ruled out.
What are you doing? I'm in charge here.
Ms. Doh, what brings you here?
And an obstacle spotted. I must avoid him.
I'm joining you. One visit won't be enough to figure out the cause.
We should do multiple inspections separately.
What do you say? Shall we look into each of the ingredients?
Shall we do it or not?
Give me a minute.
Where are you going? Min Ki. Hey, Min Ki!
Hello.
Your boss must've told you...
to hide this when we come.
No, not at all.
That's what my gut is telling me.
It is something we should examine, right?
We'll take this.
Gosh, come on.
What? Why is she sprinting?
- Hey. - Did you find anything?
I think there's something fishy with this.
My gut is telling me that we should look into this.
Take photos and take it to the lab.
Min Ki, the younger one should carry heavy things.
You're such a jerk.
This wasn't mentioned in the previous report.
It means they hid this during the first inspection.
My gosh, Min Ki. This was all you!
Can you say that one more time in front of Il Sun?
With things like this, it's okay to exaggerate a little. Got it?
Yes, I got it. By the way, we've already come this far,
so let's teach him a serious lesson.
I heard the owner of this place is a good-for-nothing jerk.
- You jerk! - Gosh.
Goodness, what kind of idiot parked like this?
Just a moment, okay?
Oh, dear. Where are you going?
Darn it. I missed the mark because of you!
I apologize.
Hey.
Stand straight.
Do you know where our sales numbers are at now?
Do you want to quit making bread...
and be a waitress instead?
Stop coughing already. Seriously.
Mr. Kim, are you trying to make a fool out of me?
That UDC or whatever is here because of you!
If you're sick, go home and rest. What are you working for?
Okay?
- Hey, give me that. - Yes, sir.
If this were a long time ago, I wouldn't have let this slide.
Where are you going? Hey!
Your boss is talking to you right now. Come here. Hey!
You punk.
You little...
Who are you?
Wait.
- Why... - What?
This piece of trash...
parked his car...
so terribly.
I hate golf too!
Mr. Huh.
Min Ki.
He didn't even leave his phone number.
But it's an imported car, so I can't do anything...
- My goodness. - Hey!
- Mr. Huh. - Min Ki, it's an imported car.
What? Who cares if it's an imported car?
- Stay still. - Excuse me, sir.
I'm sorry, but can I have some radish kimchi?
- You little punk! - Be quiet.
It's a murder.
They were in the middle of a fight.
Mr. Moh, we need to reveal this right away.
He asked for 10,000 dollars?
Yes. But...
Give him 15,000 dollars.
Mr. Moh, he's just a thug in the neighborhood.
I'll take care of him, so don't care about him.
Rather than that, we should contact the press about this murder...
Since when...
did you start questioning me, Mr. Jung?
The name value of TL should not be affected by something like this.
This case was concluded as an addiction to n-Hexane.
Our responsibility stops there.
They got into a fight and he died?
It'll be great news for the press that supports us,
but the opposing side will start digging into why they fought.
They'll mention the full-time worker issue...
and our crackdown on the labor union.
Let's cover it up.
You and I...
are the only ones who saw this video, right?
- Yes. - Get the original video first.
Give him 15,000 and strip him of any copyrights.
If he resists,
threaten him for unauthorized filming,
violation of the passengers' portrait rights,
and sexual offense through a hidden camera.
Discuss with the legal team and bombard him with charges.
Yes, I understand.
Mr. Moh.
If you don't mind, may I express my opinion...
I'm sorry.
Don't forget what's more urgent.
Find Director Park from Construction within this week.
This is an order.
Yes, sir.
(UDC Organization Chart)
Yes!
Yes, what is it?
It seems like the thug contacted here first.
He didn't go to the UDC.
Keep following him.
If he attempts to contact them,
do as what the contract says.
But you must not get in contact with him.
- Do you understand? - Yes, I understand.
I'll give you plenty of information,
so look into another person for me.
That won't be difficult.
A smuggling boat to China...
Okay, I'll look into it.
What's his name?
Kim Do Hyeong.
Who are you?
- Who are you? - Darn.
Keep your voice down.
I have something for you, so come here.
Come over here.
Darn it!
(Special thanks to Yoon Young Bae, Baek Ja, and Two-run Home Run)
(Doctor Detective)
As long as Ms. Doh's limbs are intact,
we don't know when she'll lash back.
This isn't a murder case.
All the dangerous substances, industrial accidents,
and hidden information.
If what you're saying is true, he is living proof.
If we don't get to the bottom of this, someone else might die.
Don't touch me!
- Were you kicked out? - Did you see that?
I'm certain it will be revealed that this was work-related.
The cause-and-effect checks out. What's surprising is...
Mr. Huh is quite helpful.
My gosh. Are you saying you're teammates now?
Good job.