Chapter 2 Prologue: A Second Life Restarted

Just as the host finished his introduction and I was about to give a speech on stage, I suddenly felt a sharp tingle on my right cheek.It seemed as if someone was leaning towards me and held out a hand, and that hand just brushed my cheek.Before he could realize that the sting came from the blade, the pain had penetrated between his cheek and neck.At that moment, I covered the wound with my palm, thinking "at least finish the speech", and went to the podium.Seeing the wound on my face, Oh Se-hoon, the candidate for mayor of Seoul on the podium, started yelling "seek medical attention immediately" in panic, and the surroundings instantly became very chaotic.

Someone shouted "Catch him!", "Call an ambulance...take him to the hospital!" The reporters clicked and clicked the shutter of their cameras. Amidst the chaotic sound, what caught my eyes was the one who was still cheering loudly just now. The people listening to the speech were frightened and panicked by the chaotic scene. May 20, 2006 was the day I was reborn. Ten days before the "5.31" local election, I was raided when I was giving a canvassing speech for a candidate for the mayor of Seoul at the Sinchon intersection.Although I can recall the situation so nonchalantly now, that incident was the closest I had ever come to "death" in my life.

When I was cut, I didn’t have time to think about how serious the injury was. It wasn’t until I got in the car that I realized that the blood was oozing from the gap between my fingers. The wound was much deeper than I thought, and even the fingers pressing the wound were sunk into the flesh. .I arrived at the hospital for emergency treatment with my frightened entourage. Secretary Liu Zhengfu with a pale face came in. His face was full of guilt for failing to protect me and worry about the upcoming election. Knowing how complicated his mood was at the time.Seeing his anxious expression, I felt sorry, so I asked first, "Are you frightened?" Unexpectedly, his eyes trembled slightly as if he was about to cry.

On the operating table, I thought of my parents who suffered from the shooting, and their faces kept coming to my mind.Thinking that my parents must have been in the same mood as I am now, my heart can't help but pick up.Although I have experienced countless times in my life that no one else has experienced pain, I never expected to experience this kind of physical disaster again. The doctors who treated me at the time said it was almost a miracle that I was able to move as freely as I do now.Because the wound was 11 centimeters long and deep at the time of the incident, the luck of the misfortune was that the facial nerve just happened to be avoided.Fortunately, the moment the utility knife was cut off, the blade was deflected. If the cut was made in a straight line, the facial nerve would definitely be damaged, and one would even have to live a life of being unable to close one's eyes or open one's mouth.Plus the cut was just right, stopping just where five millimeters more would have cut the carotid artery. Seriously, if it had been a little longer, I would have died instantly within three minutes.

The miracles that have happened to me don't stop there.It was very lucky that the incident occurred near the hospital, and there were vacancies in the operating room at that time, and Dr. Zhuo Guanzhe, an authoritative Korean doctor in this field, also rushed back to the hospital in time to guide the operation in person. I can only say everything It's all very coincidental. It has been a year since the day when I faced the critical moment of life and death.After the raid, I began to think that the rest of my life was given to me by God. Since he didn't take my life away, there must be unfinished things for me, so I naturally looked down on people. gains and losses in the world.

In this way, the first act of life, whether it is long or short, fell in May 2006.After saving my life that time, I had the idea of ​​sorting out my past life, standing at the starting point of a new life, and preserving the past memories through words. Since then, the stories that have been written down one by one have now accumulated into the weight of a book.Things have changed for me too: landslide victories in local elections, relinquishing the GNP representative post I had led for two and three months, and now heading for a new one. Goals work hard. After going through so many changes, the only thing that has never changed from the beginning to the end is the determination to decide that the future life will not belong to oneself but to the people when he decided to enter politics, and the will to focus on the people and the country in the future.

With the original intention and unchanging agreement at that time, I finally finished this book.This book is my past and present, and it is my unchanging commitment to the future.