The licensed doctor had hospital rooms from second to third floors. The combined number of beds on the two floors reached about 40.

"Hello."

On the second floor, Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin approached the nurses' station and greeted them.

"Is Mr. Jong-seok here?"

When the nurses welcomed them, Hwang Hee-jin smiled and thrust his face in.

"I'm here, too."

"I saw it."

Then the nurse put out a bag of snacks.

"Have some of this."

"Thank you."

Jong-seok picked up a handful of snacks and gave them to Hwang Hee-jin, and he began to eat them.

"I came here because Mr. Kang Moon-sung asked me to look around the hospital room."

"Mr. Kang always makes Jong-seok do it."

"I mean, watch and learn a lot.”

"No, I'm telling you because you know Jong-seok's skills. If you have a problem with a patient, check it right away and let me know."

Jong-seok smiled and shook his hand at the nurse's words, shaking off crumbs and wiping his hands with a hand sanitizer.

"Come on, brother."

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, Hwang Hee-jin bowed slightly to the nurses and moved toward the hospital room.

"Hey, but don't you think the nurses are a little chilly for me?"

"If you don't ask me to eat, my sisters will be friendly to you."

"I'm asking you to be close."

"It's a problem for you to think of it as a toothbrush."

Entering the hospital room, talking about this and that, Jong-seok bowed his head to the patients and began to look at them.

Most of the patients in the hospital room had internal medicine, discs, and wind blows.

Since licensed doctors are famous for acupuncture, many patients who need acupuncture were hospitalized.

Jong-seok, who was looking at such patients, stood in front of Guanyasa, who was half-mouthed.

"You've gotten a lot better."

"Whew! He said.

"You'll be right in a few days."

When the patient, who was half-mouthed after being hit in the face, was drooling, Jong-seok ripped off the toilet paper and closed it.

"Thank you.”

"No, please ring the bell if you need anything."

When Jong-seok smiled and went to another patient, Hwang Hee-jin said.

"Guanwasa symptoms.”

When Hwang Hee-jin said, Jong-seok smiled.

"My nerves are paralyzed and my mouth is spinning. And I can't close my eyes well, ."

When Jong-seok explained, Hwang Hee-jin asked again.

"How to treat?"

"The treatment may vary depending on the patient's constitution, but in the case of an adult with a low fever, the acupuncture and moxibustion are combined to restore the nerves ···."

Hwang Hee-jin shook his head small as Jong-seok talked about the cure.

"You're really great. How do you manage to come out without getting stuck?"

"I've been interested in medicine since I was young."

"The Shaolin monk?"

"Yes."

"How many martial arts novels have I read? Why don't I get such a gig?"

Jong-seok nodded at Hwang Hee-jin's words and began to look at other patients.

Even if you look, you're just looking at the chart and the patient's condition.

After looking at the patients on the second floor, Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin went up to the third floor.

The second floor was men's and the third floor was women's.

The third floor was divided into two sections. One was a place for treatment and the other was a women's room.

And in the middle of it, there was a nurses' station.

"Is Mr. Jong-seok here?"

Seeing the nurses welcoming Jong-seok, Hwang Hee-jin frowned and whispered in a small whisper.

"Will you be nice to me if I don't ask you to eat?”

"Yes."

Hwang Hee-jin nodded at Jong-seok's answer.

"Okay."

Hearing Hwang Hee-jin's answer, Jong-seok approached the nurses.

"It's all right."

"Yes."

"What about the patients?"

"When I just turned around, there was nothing wrong.”

"Let me look around.”

The nurse nodded at Jong-seok's words and came out of the station.

No matter how many medical students are in the women's ward, it can be problematic for only men to go in.

Sometimes some crazy female patients say the doctor touched them.

So when you enter the women's ward, one nurse goes with you.

In front of the hospital room, the nurse knocked on the door and went inside.

"Mothers, Jong-seok is here."

"Jongseok is here."

"Tell him to come in."

A favorite sound came from inside when I heard the word Jongseok.

"Hey, why do mothers like you so much?"

"He wants to have a son-in-law."

"What about me?"

"Hey, let's go in.”

Jong-seok equivocated at the nurse opening the door and went inside.

"Jongseok, why didn't you come?"

"Jongseok oppa! Meet my daughter." My daughter is so pretty."

When he got inside, the ladies waved to him and welcomed him. Jong-seok greeted him with a smile.

"I miss my mothers, too, but they're so busy.”

"Yes, Jong-seok has to film and study the hard Chinese medicine, but can you come here every day?"

Jong-seok laughed at an old lady's remark.

"My mother knows how I feel. I want to come often, too."

"Yes, you're here, you're here. So come here and look at the picture of my daughter."

Jong-seok shook his head as the old lady took out her cell phone.

"I have a girlfriend."

"Ay, she's a girlfriend, not a wife. Just take a look at it."

"And I'm 22 years old now. I'd love to see a picture of your mother's daughter, Mr. Kang.

"Mr. Kang? Aah! It's a waste of my daughter to give it to Kang. Kang. My daughter is pretty."

Jong-seok smiled small and looked at the patients while listening to her complaining while looking at her cell phone.

Jong-seok, who was looking at patients and contrasting with the chart, picked up the chart of the girl sitting absentmindedly in the corner.

"Hello, this is Lee Jong-seok."

When Jong-seok introduced himself to the girl he had never seen before, Hwang Hee-jin greeted him with sparkling eyes.

"Mr. Hwang."

Seeing Hwang Hee-jin, who calls him teacher, whether it is embarrassing to say the name Hee-jin, Jong-seok stuck out his chart.

Hwang Hee-jin opened his mouth with a smile while looking at the chart.

"An ankle fracture."

At Hwang Hee-jin's words, the lady frowned and glared at him.

'Huh?

Suddenly, Hwang Hee-jin looked at Jong-seok, wondering what kind of mistake he made.

Jong-seok looked at the girl in wonder at the sight.

Heejin didn't make any mistakes.’

The nurse poked the two slightly in wonder. Jong-seok was charted by Hwang Hee-jin and turned around by putting him back into the bed.

Then Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin, who looked at the other patients, left the hospital room.

All of a sudden!

Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin looked at the nurse with the door closing.

"Why?"

"I'm a patient, a national representative of Taekwondo."

"A national representative for taekwondo?"

"I have to compete in a world competition, but I can't because I have a broken ankle.”

"Oh! That's why it was sharp."

Hwang Hee-jin glanced at Jong-seok's words and said,

"I think it's going to be four weeks before."

Jong-seok said in Hwang Hee-jin's words.

"When is the contest?"

"Two weeks later."

"Then I can't make it to the competition."

"Right. I think he went to the university hospital and got a four-week diagnosis, so he went crazy."

"The sting is not a panacea, but..."

"I'm sure you're here because you want to get better a little faster. By the way, I feel sorry for you. My friends told me it was a medal."

The nurse's words wheedled Jong-seok's appetite.

"But it's better than overdoing it."

Then he moved to the hospital next to Jong-seok.

"Jongseok!"

"Jongseok is here!"

Jong-seok smiled and greeted the women who welcomed him, and began to see the charts and patients.

***

Late evening Jong-seok was writing a report.

'In times like these days, where is there writing reports in handwriting?’

Half of the report also contained Chinese characters. Jong-seok liked writing Chinese characters, but he didn't like writing Chinese characters with ballpoint pens.

Chinese characters are better when written with a brush.

Sweep! Sweep!

Jong-seok, who was writing the report, looked to the side.

"Hum-yum-yum-yum-yum-yum ··

Jong-seok twisted his neck when he glanced at Hwang Hee-jin sleeping next to him.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

"Hyung, go home and sleep."

"Nobody."

Hwang Hee-jin waved at Jong-seok's horse. Jong-seok looked at him and looked around the lab.

On the sofa, two seniors in the third grade were sleeping. Third-year seniors also fell asleep in the lab without going home.

Unusually, seniors seemed to be more comfortable in the lab than at home.

'You'd be comfortable at home.’

But it wasn't that I couldn't understand my seniors' positions. There is a lot to study, so I sleep in a licensed clinic to save time going back and forth.

In addition, you can sleep and take a shower if you are in a licensed clinic. In addition, he gave me three meals a day and brought me the laundry when I washed my patient's clothes, so it's more comfortable and better here than living alone.

And one of the seniors, except for his own room, set up a base at the licensed clinic.

Jong-seok, who was looking at such seniors, shook his head and raised himself.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

As I twisted my body, I could hear the twisting of my joints from all over my body.

Tap tap tap!

The door beat gently open the door.

"Grandma?"

In front of the door stood Im Ae-hee.

"Jong-seok, aren't you hungry?"

Along with the horse, Lim Ae-hee listened to the cheers.

"You can call me.”

"You're busy studying. What are you doing here? I can bring it. You're hungry, aren't you?"

"I was already very hungry."

"Then eat this with the kids."

When Lim Ae-hee said, Jong-seok glanced at the lab and shook his head.

"Everyone is sleeping now. Let's eat together."

"Should I?"

"The weather is nice, so let's eat on the roof."

"Let's see."

Lim Ae-hee nodded at Jong-seok's words and climbed into the elevator.

The roof of the licensed house had a small garden. On one side was a pavilion, and around it were trees and flowers, and the lights all over the place were yellow.

And where the elevator came up, there were beverage vending machines.

This was the place where licensed clinic patients came up for a while to get some air or smoke.

Jong-seok, who was seated on one side of the pavilion, held a meeting. There were kimbap, sandwiches, and fruits in the cupboard.

"Are you done making this?”

"Once upon a time I thought of a children's sports day, so I wrapped it up. I don't know if it'll taste good."

Jong-seok smiled at Im Ae-hee and picked up a kimbap and put it into her mouth.

And Jong-seok smiled and said,

"It's very delicious."

"Yes, thank God."

Lim Ae-hee smiled at Jong-seok and picked up a kimbap and put it in his mouth.

Jong-seok ate gimbap. I heard the elevator open when I was eating gimbap.

Ding!

Jong-seok, who raised his head, could see a woman getting off with crutches in the elevator.

'You're a national representative.

Jong-seok started eating gimbap again after seeing a patient get off as a national taekwondo representative.

Lim Ae-hee, who was watching Jong-seok eating gimbap deliciously, glanced at the patient.

The woman patient was looking up at the sky by the railing on the roof.

Lim Ae-hee, who saw it, talked to her.

"Excuse me, student..."

Even in Lim Ae-hee's words, the female patient was just staring at the sky blankly.

Jong-seok looked at Im Ae-hee.

"Why?"

"I made a lot of kimbap, but I was wondering if I'd like some."

Jong-seok looked at the kimbap and sandwich at Lim Ae-hee's words. Four people were enough to eat because they wanted to feed the students in the lab.

Jong-seok rose up to approach the female patient.

"Excuse me."

A female patient looked at him at Jong-seok's call. Jong-seok said, "Why are you calling me without focus?"

"If you're hungry, would you like that snack with me?"

"I won't eat."

"Come on, have some."

Lim Ae-hee smiled at Jong-seok's words and told the patient.

"Come and eat with me. It tastes good."

The patient hesitated for a moment at Lim Ae-hee's words, then bowed his head.

"Thank you for the meal."

When the patient approached Lim Ae-hee with the horse, Jong-seok sat down with her again in the pavilion.

"Here are chopsticks."

When Lim Ae-hee gave her chopsticks, the patient picked up kimbap and put it in her mouth after a while.

"It's delicious."

"It's good to have a good meal.”

"It tastes good."

Jong-seok looked at the patient smiling and talking while eating kimbap.

'Unexpectedly cheap.’

When I first saw him, I thought he would be rude because he was so cold-hearted, but he looked a little kind to Lim Ae-hee.

When Jong-seok thought of that, Lim Ae-hee looked at the patient and said,

"By the way, lady, you look very nice."

"Cool look!"

The patient began to cough when he said he looked good. Lim Ae-hee hurriedly said to Jong-seok.

"Go get me a water."

"Yes."

Lim Ae-hee beat the patient on the back as Jong-seok hurried to the vending machine.

"Are you all right?"

"It's all right."

Lim Ae-hee smiled at the patient's words and looked at her legs.

"You must have hurt your ankle."

"· ? ? Yes."

"You look like an athlete, huh?"

"How do you know?"

"I used to be a nurse here when I was young. I've seen a lot of athletes who've been hurt and come to rehab. Taekwondo?"

The patient said surprisedly at Lim Ae-hee's words.

"Do you know that?"

"When I see the body type, I get the feeling. You must be upset."

At Lim Ae-hee's words, the patient began to shed tears after a while.

"Tzu tzu!"

As she began to shed tears, Lim Ae-hee patted her shoulder as if she felt sorry for her.

Lim Ae-hee saw many athletes frustrated by injuries. Young people who had talent and ability but had to give up their dreams and passions due to injuries.

"Grandma, water here."

When Jong-seok pulled out the water, Lim Ae-hee opened the lid and held it out to the patient.

"Thank you."

The patient, who drank a sip of water while wiping his tears, rose up.

"Then I enjoyed the meal."

"But what's your name?”

"Jang Hyun-hee."

"Okay. Good night, then. It's best to sleep well when you're sick."

"Yes."

Jang Hyun-hee lowered her head and limped to the elevator, and Lim Ae-hee looked at her with pitiful eyes.

"Phew!"

Jong-seok looked toward Jang Hyun-hee at the sight of Lim Ae-hee sighing.

Jong-seok, who was looking at Jang Hyun-hee waiting for the elevator, asked.

"Do you feel bad?"

"At a time when the flowers bloomed, we were hit by frost, ··.""

"Do you like that lady?"

"I just like it. ?? ???···."

At Im Ae-hee's words, Jong-seok looked at Jang Hyun-hee, who was going down the elevator.

'I think we can reduce the number of prepositions to two weeks.’

Looking at Jang Hyun-hee's back, Jong-seok's mind began to think of a crazy doctor's treatment.

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