Medical Return

Meanwhile, Director Lee Jong-gyun received a report from Professor Hyeong-chan.

“Yes, you sent Dr. Jin-hyun to the emergency room? ”

“Yes.”

Lee Jong-Mus stroked his jaw.

"Let's make a mistake or a euphemism through heavy ER work"? ’

It's not a bad number...

Will it work on that monster? That took time.

“Anyway, try your best. It's good to keep Dr. Kim Jin-hyun's story from coming into my ear. ”

The director himself is not a big intern... No, I don't know how long to care about the resident butterfly.

This is Giga's place.

“Yes, Director. ”

Professor Hyeong-chan's position was also difficult.

What did Kim Jin-hyun say?

I can't just hate the director for being a resident.

Go-young Chan thought.

‘No matter how talented you are, your doctor's skills depend on your clinical experience. I'm forced to make mistakes when I'm inexperienced. Wait. If you make a mistake..... ’

* * *

Unfortunately for them, however, Kim Jin-hyun did not lack clinical experience.

Especially when he worked in a university hospital for a long time, he specialized in seeing these emergency intensive care patients.

It's been quite a while since Jinhyun worked in the emergency room, but nothing special happened.

Rather…….

“It's great that Dr. Kim Jin-hyun is in charge of the surgical emergency room. ”

“Yes, I want Kim Jin-hyun to be dedicated. ”

“That's right. Do you want to make a case? ”

Emergency medicine doctors gathered their mouths and praised Hyun.

Of course, Jinhyun would have been frightened.

Kindness towards the patient, respect for fellow doctors, quick and accurate daily handling.

That's perfect.

It's strange without compliments.

In fact, in addition to emergency medicine doctors, there were many compliments from patients.

Dear Mr. Jin-hyun Kim,

These thank-you letters were placed in the customer's voice.

Complaints, Complains and compliments were unusual in a crowded and busy emergency room.

Of course, it wasn't a problem. No, there was one very serious problem.

Jinhyun himself is too difficult.

‘I'm going to die..... ’

Jinhyun muttered.

Everyone was satisfied with his emergency room work, but Jinhyun himself was dying.

I don't know the last time I slept in bed.

I couldn't sleep because countless patients came.

‘Please sleep for three hours... No, there are Christian hospitals nearby and there are Korean hospitals. Why are you only here? ’

Even worse, there are patients who recognize him.

Kim Chang-young, the former Prime Minister, was wounded in a mass grave.

“Oh, you're the doctor who treated Prime Minister Chang-young, right? I want to see my teacher. ”

I cling to this, and I can't say no and I want to die.

Commuting only once a week.

It is only from 8: 00 p.m. on Saturday until 7: 00 a.m. the next day.

Even then, when the ICU overlapped, I couldn't rest.

‘Let's hold on a little longer. If you succeed later, the building will be too lazy to buy. ’

Jinhyun roams the emergency room like a zombie muttering his dreams.

* * *

It was time for the director to spend the day waiting for the mistakes to come true.

A middle-aged man with a hot beard was brushing in a bathroom in Chungdam-dong, Gangnam, near Daeil Hospital.

I was wearing a rag-like renovation costume that was too hectic to be mistaken for homeless when I saw someone I didn't know.

“This is not it. ”

The name of the man shaking his head is Kim Jong-hyun.

Unlike the unspoilt look reminiscent of Hanging, he was considered one of the best Oriental paintings in the country.

However, Kim Jong-hyun's face was dark, which was the envy of many people.

‘This is not it. It's bare.’

In front of his eyes was a hand-painted arithmetic painting.

Even if anyone saw it, it was a stunning painting, but it didn't fill Kim Jong-hyun's mind.

Qi <UNK> <UNK>). The painting should have a mind... It's an empty shell. ’

What do you do when someone who doesn't know anything cheers?

The painting is empty.

Looking at his painting with unworthy eyes, he suddenly tore up the North Korean shipyard.

“Standing, sir? ”

His disciple, Lee Soo-hoon, who was working next to him, opened his eyes.

“I'll be out in a minute. ”

“Where are you going? ”

“I'm going to the mountains and I'm going to get stuck drinking. ”

“Mountain? But it's too late..... ”

disciple, Lee Soo-hoon looked outside.

It is Kim Jong-hyun's habit to climb the mountain every time the painting is not unravelled.

But today is too late.

It's already dark, so it'll be midnight when you get to the mountain.

And the weather seems unusual even with a lot of black clouds.

“I think it could be dangerous. Wouldn't it be better to go tomorrow? Maybe it's raining. ”

However, Kim Jong-hyun Huawei, who has the face of a journalist, should do whatever he wants.

“The news said it's not raining today. I'll go.”

Kim Jong-hyun left a short speech and headed for the mountain.

His disciple Lee Soo-hoon filled his tongue.

“You're gonna be okay, right? ”

Somehow, I felt ominous, but it wasn't Kim Jong-hyun who heard it was drying up.

‘Is it because there's not a lot of painting? He's been particularly hard to follow these days. ’

Well, he was considered one of the best in the country, so he was not to worry about the end disciple.

He left the empty hatch after clearing the island of Zurich.

* * *

Kim Jong-hyun drove to the southern end of Seoul.

It was dark, but he leaned on one of the flashlights and climbed to the top of the lexical peak.

Looking down from the top, Seoul's night vision shines like a jewel in a black curtain.

Cool enough to open your chest with chilly breezes.

However, Kim Jong-hyun's mind was still frustrated.

‘It's not going to work. ’

Whether he was in the bathroom or on the mountain, all he had in his head was a picture.

‘Why won't it work out? ’

He pondered about his painting, sniffing out the magazine he had been preparing.

But when I climbed the mountain, my frustration only grew worse when I drank.

It speeds up the rate of emptying the bottle in proportion to the frustration.

‘Oh, you're drunk. ’

It was the moment I thought I should stop drinking.

Peggy.

It rained from the sky.

“Oh, my God. I have to go down. ”

Kim Jong-hyun woke up stumbling.

I wonder if I drank more in frustration than I thought.

The rain trunks were also getting bigger.

Kim Jong-hyun took a twisted step. The flashlight was blurry because of the intoxication.

“Hey, mister! Be careful!”

Another night hiker yells at him as he stumbles.

‘What? Careful? ’

“Be careful there! ”

Kim Jong-hyun frowned.

Fuseok!

The sound of the earth crumbling.

My chest fell down. And the sky trembled greatly.

“ ……! ”

Kim Jong-hyun was instantly unaware of what had happened to him.

“Uh-huh? ”

As he tried to scream, his body crashed down a hill that was shaved like a lightning bolt.

It was only after a while that his body could stand still on the trees and rocks.

“No! Hey! Hey! There's a man down here! ”

His consciousness turned off as he felt someone screaming up there.

His abdomen bled with bloody blood.

* * *

Rescue helicopter is about to launch.

Rescue crews filled their tongues.

“No, how did you get away from here? ”

“It smells like booze. I think I slipped after drinking. ”

“Abdominal injuries are severe. Where do we transfer them?”

They rushed first aid.

However, it was not an injury that would be resolved by first aid.

He had to be transferred to a large hospital for scrutiny and surgery.

“Isn't the Christian Hospital near Gangnam High Speed Terminal the closest? ”

“Not today. There's going to be multiple spinal cord accidents in front of the terminal, and there's going to be no hands. ”

Rescue personnel expressed their ovaries.

“Then where is the next closest place? ”

“The Great Hospital is close. Let's go to the hospital.”

“Yeah, I need you to call the E.R. ”

The helicopter carrying Kim Jong-hyun headed to Daejeon Hospital.

“By the way, did you come on a hike alone? Do you have any guardians?”

“I think I'm here alone. I don't have a wallet or a cell phone. ”

“Yeah? It hurts. You'll hate it in the hospital..... ”

He's an unidentified patient... I can see something I don't like in the hospital.

Moreover, at first glance, he was a critical patient.

“You're not homeless, are you? There's something..... ”

Long-grown beards and rags.

It's the same impression I usually hang from, but now I look completely homeless, injured in a mess.

“Sometimes I feel homeless... It's strange to drink in the mountains at night like this... ”

“I don't know. Homeless or not, we don't know. We'll take care of it in the hospital. Let's go to the main hospital. ”

* * *

Jinhyun was sleepy in the on-call room.

I don't know how many days I haven't slept.

Yellow Moon Jin looked hard at him.

Emperor Moonjin also has a hard residential life, but it was not comparable to Kim Jin-hyun.

“What are you doing because you're having a hard time? ”

“Ugh... Huh? ”

Jinhyun replied with his gaze.

“Can I change that for you? I think I'm having a hard time.... ”

Yellow Moon Jin was worried and asked.

Jinhyun shakes his head in a powerless move.

“No, it's okay. I can't change it because it was set above.... ”

Jinhyun, who was so frustrated, fell asleep again.

The weary bowed and the yellowish tongue filled his figure.

I really want to change it, but I can't change the schedule set by the principal directly below.

“Don't get so sleepy, let's lie down for a while. ”

“We need to get back down to the E.R. soon. ”

“I'll wake you in 10 minutes. Sleep a little.”

Jinhyun went into bed like a corpse at the suggestion of the Emperor Moonjin.

“Then just 10 minutes……. ”

But even for 10 minutes his wish to sleep was not fulfilled.

The phone rang in less than a minute.

Jinhyun sighed when he saw the number on his phone.

Emergency room.

“Yes, I'm Surgeon Kim Jin-hyun. ”

When I got the call, I heard an urgent voice.

Dr. Jin-hyun Kim? She's in the E.R.

“What kind of patient are you? ”

She's a climbing accident. She's not feeling very well. Can you come to the E.R. right now?

“Yes, I understand. ”

Jinhyun stood up in one place in a non-monumental spirit.

He said in a bad voice.

“Are you a patient again? ”

“Yes.”

“Phew, what do you do? Come on."

“Yes……. ”

Jinhyun, who answered helplessly, went down to the Tubbutterbuck ER. I didn't have any energy.

In the elevator, he nods to regain consciousness.

‘Come to your senses. No matter how tired you are, you can't sleep in front of a patient. ’

He kept thinking about the patient.

‘But what kind of patient are you? Is it bad? Who was the on-call professor today..... ’

The emergency room protocol is to contact Jinhyun if there is a surgical problem with the patient after consultation with the emergency medical department.

And if you decide that you need surgery or hospitalization after practice, you will contact the on-call professor.

On call today…….

‘Professor Go-young Chan. ’

He frowned.

Leaving him in an emergency room, he was in many ways a bad professor.

“Ah, Dr. Jin-hyun Kim. This is it.”

Upon arriving in the ER, the emergency medical doctor welcomed him.

Jinhyun followed him into the kill room.

“ ……! ”

The smell of dark blood caused Jin Hyeon's sleep to escape.

“This……. ”

“He's a fallen climber. ”

“What kind of hike in this weather……. ”

There were thunderstorms outside.

Can I hike in these weather conditions?

“I had an abdominal exam, and I think I need to operate because I have a bad bowel bleed. I have a concussion on my head and a fine fracture on my left foot... It's not all in a hurry. ”

Emergency Medicine Physician explained by showing CT scan results.

Jinhyun's face became worse.

“Hmm……. ”

The small intestine is torn apart whether it was stabbed by a sharp stone as it crashed.

At first glance, he looked bleeding badly.

“Is Vital okay? ”

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