Oh My Ghostess (오 나의 귀신님)

What do I do?

Na Bong Sun, please listen to me.

My dad has passed out.

But, no one knows about it. Please call an ambulance for me.

Ah... I don't know. I can't hear anything.

You're the only one who can help me.

Please, my dad's dying.

Stop doing this to me. Just go.

He's my dad!

He's not just anyone. He's my dad!

How can I pretend not to notice?

Even if I'm a ghost, how can I just stand and watch?

Please, just make one phone call Bong Sun.

I'm begging you like this, huh?

Na Bong Sun... Na Bong Sun, where are you?

This is 911, right?

This is Yongsan-gu, Unyuh-ryu, 247, a small restaurant.

Please hurry up! My dad has passed out.

Thank you, thank you.

What are you doing here!

- We couldn't start because of you. - What?

- Hurry, let's go. - Okay.

Alright, I'm coming!

- Ow, my arm... my arm! - Hey, Na Bong Sun!

Hey, hurry!

What the heck...

The cast member is on standby with me.

We're going to shoot right away, so come in.

Okay.

- Na Bong Sun, are you okay? - What?

Well, yeah sure.

This is driving me crazy. I have to go to my dad now.

Na Bong Sun, listen to me carefully.

Don't be nervous.

Don't be so tense.

Don't listen to what others are saying. Just work on the dough.

If you don't have enough flour, I'll find a way somehow, okay?

Okay.

- There isn't much time left now. - Yes.

- Both teams are getting busier. - Yes, they are.

It looks like Chef Kang Sun Woo's team is preparing a salmon and leek fried pancake.

Yes, but they just had the misfortune of spilling their flour.

- They won't be allowed extra ingredients. - Ah, this is too sticky.

This obstacle will be very difficult to overcome.

Yes, it will.

- Will they be lacking flour? - Yes.

Oh! But, instead of the flour...

They're mixing in bean powder and roast grain powder.

- Can one make a dough in that way? - Dad, wait a little longer.

- I'm not sure. - I'll be there soon, Dad.

- Good work everyone. - Yes.

Chef Kang, that was really great.

You are really talented.

- Congratulations. - Yes, thank you.

- Good work. - Good job, everyone.

Dad...

Where is he?

- 50. - 50.

- 100. - 100.

- 100. - 100.

Oh, Dad...

Oh! Oh, Dad!

What a relief. You're okay, right?

I was so scared.

We do need to examine him some more.

But, it looks like early-stage hepatocirrhosis (liver disease).

What? Hepatocirrhosis?

Yes. It looks like hepatocirrhosis due to alcohol.

Thankfully, it's not too far progressed.

As long as there's no inflammation, he'll \be able receive outpatient treatment.

- Oh, okay. - Of course, he'll need to stop drinking.

Yes, of course. Thank you, Doctor.

Thank you!

I'll fix your pillow for you.

Thank you.

You really are better than my son.

But, how did you know I was here?

I stopped by your store and a neighbor said that an ambulance took you.

You really could've been in trouble!

You're lucky that it's not that bad.

I told you to cut down on your drinking. Even your face has gotten so dark.

You drink that much on an empty stomach. Of course, your liver would suffer.

Hearing you lecture me like that, you really do remind me of my daughter.

I'm sure you didn't mean to just now...

But, you called me 'Dad'.

In my half-asleep state, I actually thought my daughter came back.

It was only for a brief moment, but I still liked it.

Well, you...

You can think of me as your daughter.

I suppose so.

I already feel like you are my daughter.

Yes.

Dad!

- Dad... Dad! - Oh my.

- Dad! - Oh my, hey kid.

What's with all the fuss? I'm fine.

Do you know how scared I was when I heard you were taken in an ambulance?

Just like my sister...

I thought I was going to be an orphan.

- You're really mean! - Oh my.

Why I ought to just...

Hey! You say that you're so worried, but you let him get this bad?

What the heck? Why are you here?

Follow me. We need to talk.

Talk about what?

Follow me, you punk!

Let go of me.

It hurts! I said, let go!

Hey, when are you going to pull yourself together?

Dad has hepatocirrhosis, you punk!

Hepatocirrhosis? Is it severe?

If it were, you'd already be dead.

You need to really get it together.

What have you been doing all this time, while Dad's been getting ill?

You should've stopped him from drinking.

You're outright dropping honorifics now.

Is this the time to bring that up? When his life is on the brink?

He's my dad, not yours.

If anyone's sad, it's me and if anyone's worried, it's me.

Why are you pretending to be his daughter-in-law already?

Even if you are crazy about me...

Hey, punk. Seriously?

Please, pull yourself together already.

Dad has to be admitted and get tests done all day today.

You better not play games all day and sleep.

Take good care of him.

She's the first woman to hit me on the head.

Besides my sister, that is.

Chef Kang.

Congrats on your second win.

Bean powder salmon pancake.

It was a fresh idea.

Don't do 'tag' concepts again. It's not a game.

I can't do anything about it. We had to change the format somehow.

What about Bong Sun?

She ran out in a hurry? Is she okay?

I really don't know if she's okay or not.

To be honest, I just got called in by the CP.

He must have been watching us shoot.

He feels that we nearly had a broadcast accident today.

And that, perhaps, it's obvious the assistant chef is inexperienced.

You got in trouble?

Getting in trouble isn't the issue.

The CP would like to change the assistant.

Who, Na Bong Sun?

The assistant's role is only going to get bigger.

What if something like today happens again?

Yeah, but still...

Didn't you guys say that she needs to stay on for the sake of continuity?

Does your station usually go back on their word like that?

And cut people from shows over one mistake?

Why are you reacting this way?

From the CP's point of view, he could see it this way.

Forget it. I have no intention of changing.

If you want to get rid of her, then you can get rid of us both.

Also...

The bean powder salmon pancake... That was all Na Bong Sun's idea.

She covered up for her own mistake.

I'm going now.

Sun Woo, why are you being so sensitive?

So Hyung, I'm not the one being sensitive.

You... no, you guys are the ones being insensitive.

When it comes to my employees, I keep my eye on them for at least six months.

And if it's really not working out, I find them something else before they go.

Why?

That's just common courtesy between people.

It's a huge relief that it's not any worse than that.

Earlier today, I felt like the sky was falling.

Gosh, Na Bong Sun... is it you again?

I am sorry.

Just think of it as your destiny, what can you do?

I promise I'll be good. Don't worry.

It's not like I'll do something awful.

Goodness...

Is she not in yet?

Gosh.

She's a funny girl, that one.

She just ran out of there like that.

Where is she that she's still not back?

Her mind's not even stable right now.

Hello?

Na Bong Sun, where are you!

Why? Were you worried about me, Chef?

Worried, am I crazy?

Because of you, today I... Where are you, anyways?

I'm kind of far away, so I can't really hear...

Hello, Chef?

Hello?

Seriously, how far is she?

She has a grandma outside of the city. Did something happen to her?

Tada! Surprise!

You said you were far away.

Even if I'm far, I can come quickly.

I'm someone who's always living in your heart, Chef.

Oh right. How did that shoot go? Did everything end well?

You were really startled before, weren't you?

What is it?

Are you having a manic episode again? Is it back again?

I don't know...

It seems it could be that way and it seems it might not be that way.