Medical Return

And here was a guy who was screaming at an Internet article.

‘No!!! ”

It was Kim Jin-hyun.

A little while ago, Yellow Moon woke him up sleeping like a corpse in an intern's lodge.

“Jinhyun, look at this!! It's awesome!”

“What? I haven't been able to sleep for days because of the patient these days, so I just sleep..... ”

“No, you must see it!! ”

And when he looked at the Internet with his eyes as heavy as rocks, he doubted his vision.

What the hell is this?

Then, I think I heard a phone call asking for an interview in my sleep earlier.. I was bothered.. I hung up..

Until then, Jin Hyeon screamed in madness.

‘No!!! Shit, why does this happen all the time? ’

I can't believe you're having this accident again. No, it's not my fault, is it?

“I don't know. I just sleep. ”

Jin Hyeon, whose head turned white, returned to bed.

I didn't want to think. Why does anything always lead to a big accident?

‘I don't know. Let's just go to sleep. I'm tired. Maybe this is a dream, too. ’

Jinhyun, who was lying in bed, thought he was a transvestite.

It must be a dream. No, it must be a dream.

He wished it that way.

But the origin was not fulfilled.

That way, Jinhyun became an intern who appeared twice at the gate of the Daejeon Hospital home page between two months.

It was the moment that the name Kim Jin-hyun was known to everyone at Daejeol Hospital.

* * *

Emergency room life was then calm.

with the exception of patients who sometimes come to see a 'warm doctor' Kim Jin-hyun.

It's all because of the Internet articles.

"You wrote an article like that without my permission. ’

I sighed.

However, my parents were so fond of the article that they asked me to comfort them.

In his wonderful article, his parents seem to have a neighborhood banquet.

‘Yes, even articles like this will be advertised if you frame them later in the dermatology business and put them on the wall. ’

Jinhyun thought well.

Chief Medical Officer of Korea, Warm Dermatologist from Daejeon Hospital Kim Jinhyun's Dermatologist!

I certainly hope the propaganda effect is good.

‘You have to pass dermatology to do that. I don't want to draw any more. I have to say hello this week or so. ’

Then one day.

After 24 hours of work the previous day, Jinhyun woke up around 4: 00 in the morning.

‘I want to sleep more. ’

I thought I was dumb.

But it had to happen.

I had an appointment today.

Lee Yeon-hee and his wife, who are no different from their previous lives.

‘I don't know what to look at. We just have to eat fast and come in. But what do you eat? Intercept..... ’

I remembered the restaurant she liked in her previous life.

Do you want to like it in this life?

Well, you don't hate it.

I was about to wash up and go out, and I met comedy in a restroom near the property.

“Ah, Jinhyun!! Are you getting ready?”

Comedy jumped to him with a big smile.

Jin-hyun looks at her and opens her eyes slightly.

It was beautiful.

It's a pretty face, but I couldn't take my eyes off it today.

The soft hair grows to the shoulders and the red lips glow tempestuously.

The dress reveals the silhouette of the body, and the upper part of the dress reveals the white flesh.

The men who were passing around in such a beautiful way looked at her in a frenzied manner.

Head muscles.

Jinhyun turned his gaze with an unknown palpitation.

“You... where are you going? ”

“Huh?”

“Blind date?”

Her bright smile disappeared at the end of the day.

Jinhyun was embarrassed by the face of Hye-mi, who suddenly changed.

Did I say something wrong?

“What's wrong? ”

Comedy said in a voice full of coldness.

“You were forgetting? ”

“Huh?”

“We decided to go play today. ”

“ ……!! ”

Jinhyun seemed to have been hammered in the head.

“Today... how many days? ”

“May 27. ”

“... What day is it? ”

“Thursday.”

Jinhyun lamented his stupidity.

‘Oh, my God, you made a double appointment. ’

Yeon-hee made a promise on May 27, and Hye-mi made a promise on Thursday, the fourth week.

It was because I was out of my mind to see a homeless person, Seong-min Kim.

‘What do we do? I've been expecting him to come hang out with me since before. ’

I don't know why I expect to go to play with myself, not my boyfriend.

Comedy shook his head and laughed bitterly.

“Well, I'm busy, so I might forget. Get ready. Let's go. ”

“ ……. ”

“Why?"

Jinhyun hesitated and opened his mouth.

“Comedy.”

“Huh?”

“I'm sorry. I don't think it's going to work today. I have a precaution.”

“ ……!! ”

Her face hardened.

Jinhyun felt sorry, but he had no choice.

Lee Yeon-hee's promises have been held for a long time.

“Ah... Is that right? ”

“Yes, I'm sorry. See you next time.”

“... yes. ”

Comedy's big eyes filled with transparent water.

It was tears.

Jinhyun remarked.

“Hye, Hye Mi? ”

She also panics in her tears and rubs her eyes with her fingers.

“Oh, no. Why am I doing this? I'm sorry. I guess I'm tired. I'll take a good rest today and see you later. ”

“Now, wait! ”

But she quickly turned around and disappeared.

Jinhyun held out his hand.

“What's wrong with him? ”

He sighs.

“I'll buy you something delicious next time. ”

Thinking about the back of the comet, Jinhyun felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Uxin.

It was a delight.

I didn't know why I felt this feeling.

* * *

Unhappy Jinhyun arrived at the appointment place quickly.

‘Are you here too soon? ’

I still have an hour until appointment time.

‘It's been a long time. ’

It's been more than a decade since the regression never came.

‘There are still a lot of people. ’

After pushing the Abu Dhabi merchant, Gangnam's best businessman, Roadwalk was filled with enormous people.

It was originally a flourishing artist with a stirring and baby atmosphere, but I couldn't find it.

‘I wish I had a building like this. ’

The landlord, his ultimate goal.

How good would it be if you bought a building on a flourishing street like this?

'My money would be too much, wouldn't it? ’

Jin-hyun laughed.

His wealth, which he had accumulated and invested since the time of the prophecy, was close to two billion.

I had originally anticipated 1.5 billion, because of the success of TC80, the stock price of Minebio jumped more than I expected.

As TC80 proceeds, mountain apartments are also increasingly climbing.

The stock of the face-to-face group was also higher than expected.

I don't know how much money I'm going to make given that I'm still going to be up for 34 years.

’Two billion... You really collected a lot. 34 years later, if the stock of the large group reaches Peak, 2.5 billion… maybe even 3 billion. ’

Considering he was only in his mid-twenties, it was really big money.

No, people as ordinary as how old they were after leaving were hard to touch even if they tried for life.

‘It's not a big money trap for the rich. ’

The average person could not go for a lifetime, but many people treated this amount as a gum value.

It was a gap between the side-effects and the poor.

One who has more, and one who has no body, cannot set up a house.

"How many of these flourishing counts do we have? ’

Jinhyun entered the estate out of curiosity.

And I was surprised that my eyes would pop out after checking the count.

“No, is that little place over 10 million won a month? ”

“That's cheap enough. Buildings cost over $15 billion. Even more expensive. ”

Jinhyun had his tongue full.

It's a sandwich shop that won't even have a few tables, and it's over 10 million won in rent?

What is this, working hard, giving it to the landlord?

‘Under the Korean sky, there is a new class of building owners and tenants. ’

It's a stupor that won't laugh.

No matter how powerful and hard you try, you can't keep up with who you have.

That is the reality of South Korea.

‘This is why everyone dreams of being a landlord. Well, that's it. ’

What's the real deal?

I didn't have the ability to change, and I didn't intend to deny it.

‘Me too, landlord. ’

Jinhyun burned his dreams again.

To do so, I had to pass dermatology.

‘I have an appointment to go to dermatology tomorrow. ’

But it was then.

I heard a soft voice behind my back.

“How long have you waited? ”

Jinhyun turned his gaze.

And there was Lee Yeon-hee, who was smiling hard.

“I missed you. How are you?”

It was a bright greeting.

* * *

Meanwhile, a one-on-one medical conference room.

Several internal physicians were gathering to conduct the conference.

However, unlike the usual gentle inner atmosphere, the air of the conference was much darker.

“The next patient's cause of death was not found to be the exact focus at the time of septic shock…. ”

That was also because the theme of the conference was the review of patients who had recently died or become problematic.

“You shouldn't have just used antibiotics, you should have taken a CT. Then you wouldn't have missed the abscess. ”

“Sin, sorry. ”

“What are you sorry about me? Apologize to the patient.”

A resident sweated, according to a professor.

The Death Patient Review, Mortality Conference is a tradition as old as the history of medical school.

Through this clandestine and heavy conference, doctors reflect on their mistakes.

There should be no mistakes or misjudgments as the treatment is done to patients other than the model, but it cannot be perfect unless the doctor is a person.

Then the important thing is not to repeat the mistakes.

“The next patient……. ”

Cases of several patients were further reviewed.

Some did their best, but some had poor results, and others made avoidable mistakes.

The attending professors pointed out all their faults carefully and rigorously.

Among the conference roster were cases of patients with myalgia, Kim Cimin, who had been diagnosed by the Department of Internal Medicine earlier.

“It must have been hard to diagnose muscle meltdown, but it's amazing. I saved a patient I almost missed. ”

The professors who heard the explanation were impressed.

By the nature of the conference, it was not mentioned that the intern, Kim Jin-hyun, was not the attending physician.

“That, then, is the last patient. Kim O-min from the emergency room, who was the subject of a recent conversation. ”

The principle is not to expose the patient's real name at the conference.

Kim O-min.

This is a homeless patient that Jinhyun saw.

All the professors who were sitting in the conference room were in a position to listen.

He was the most cautious patient of the conference.

“Isn't that our medical patient? But why is it being dealt with at our internal medicine conference? ”

A professor who was unaware of the situation asked.

At the price of stomach cancer, Professor Maxwon replied.

“That's why. ”

“Huh?”

“That patient was a typical internal medicine patient with alcoholic liver cirrhosis and late liver cancer. And then I went to the emergency room and I saw the intern alone. We're going to discuss that. ”

And Professor Maxwon lowered his eyes.

The resident who made the announcement sweated cold.

“She first visited the E.R. with a hepatic coma. And……. ”

Kim Jin-hyun then explained the procedures in detail.

Without the noise of a needle falling, the professors listened to the explanation.

“… or more. ”

Immediately after the presentation, a question came up.

“Notify, Notre Dame, why didn't you bring him to the infirmary? Why would an intern create a situation where he would be responsible for everything on his own? ”

“I was... homeless, so I couldn't be hospitalized, and I was about to die or be discharged anyway... …. ”

“So?”

“ ……. ”

“Even if you die or get discharged, that's what we do in medicine. Why leave it to the interns and assume all their responsibilities? ”

Professor Maxwon calmly reprimanded.

Residents became mute after eating honey.

The chief mischief in the E.R. was under pressure from the director's office, but not the internal affairs department.

It must have been his fault to leave the patient to the intern at the time.

“Listen carefully. When something goes wrong, the superior is responsible. I'm not throwing it at a stranger who doesn't know anything. A patient with a problem like that was right for us to see it, not for an intern alone. ”

You're right a hundred times.

The resident bowed his head.

The old professor, who stood still and listened to the conference, opened his mouth.

“Don't say too much. It's hard for my family and my kids, isn't it? ”

In the words of Professor Nowon, Professor Mawon bowed his head.

“Yes, Chief. ”

The gentle old professor smiled.

“But it's hard to see that intern as just an intern, isn't it? How did the intern treat you so neatly? There's nothing flawless. ”

Other professors also said:

“That's it. We were also surprised. ”

“That's enough for a specialist.... ”

“Isn't there a compliment on the Internet? ”

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