On the first week of January, a new 119 food rescue cook was finally invited.

So Jong-seok, whose last recording was today, was talking with Ian over coffee.

"Do well on the air without me."

"I'm thinking of it."

Jong-seok smiled at Ianna drinking coffee senselessly as usual.

"But today's the last day, can't you be a little disappointed?"

At Jong-seok's words, Ianna spoke quietly, drinking coffee.

"A little... it's a shame."

"If it's too bad, it's too bad. Why would you stick it on a little?"

"It's my heart."

When they were drinking coffee, Oh Jung-jin was seen getting out of the car. And seeing Jong-seok and Ian kicking the microphone in a hurry, Jong-seok and Ianna approached him.

"You're late even though it's your brother's last day of shooting?"

"It's the last day of the shoot when you suddenly quit."

"Sorry."

"I'm just saying it out of sadness. We don't see each other often, so contact us often."

"Okay."

Kang Sung-soo approached Oh Jung-jin.

"What about the script?"

"I've already seen it. You can start right away."

When Kang Sung-soo prepared the staff and started shooting right away, Oh Jung-jin began to speak.

"I have one sad news for the viewers who have loved 119 food rescue teams. Chef Lee Jong-seok, who has been with me and Chef Ianna for three years, is no longer with us because of his academic problems."

With Oh Jung-jin's comment, Jong-seok thanked him for his love and went into the restaurant where he was supposed to rescue him today.

Jong-seok's face was puzzled by the sight of the store without a single light on.

"The lights... aren't on?"

Even during the day, the lights are left on when filming a broadcast, but it is dark inside.

When Jong-seok wondered, lights were on one by one and people appeared in the kitchen.

"Huh?"

The people coming out of the kitchen were familiar people. It was the store owners who met while rescuing from 119 food rescue teams.

"These are the store owners who have gathered all these long distances when they heard it was Chef Lee Jong-seok's last day."

"Ah..."

When Jong-seok saw the shopkeepers, they came up with faces full of welcome and regret.

"Thank you, Chef Lee Jong-seok."

"If it weren't for Chef Lee Jong-seok, I would have been kicked out of my family's streets."

Jong-seok smiled at his owners' thanks.

"It's all thanks to your hard work.”

The camera zoomed in on Jong-seok and the shopkeepers and began filming.

Jong-seok enjoyed filming. I thanked those who gathered from all over the country for me, and I also thanked Kang Sung-soo for planning the last shoot for himself.

"Where else is joy in life as much as having a good relationship with good people?’

***

Early in the morning, there were Jong-seok, Heo Pyung-ji, and Lim Ae-hee at a dock in Busan.

"So this is a hospital ship."

Huh Pyung-ji was looking at the hospital ship with eyes of admiration. And standing next to him, Im Ae-hee was looking at the hospital ship with surprised eyes.

"That's great. The entire ship is a hospital..."

Heo Pyung-ji and Lim Ae-hee first saw it as a hospital ship. I've heard that there is a hospital ship, but I've never seen it in person.

Jong-seok said anxiously, looking at the two men looking around the hospital ship.

"But are you two okay?”

"What do you mean?"

"You must feel uncomfortable living on a boat.”

"I'm a man I've never had before when I was young."

"How about you, grandpa?”

Lim Ae-hee smiled at Jong-seok's words and said,

"I like to ride a boat. It's okay."

"But..."

Lim Ae-hee shook her head at Jong-seok, who was worried.

"I've been to Japan by boat before. The sea you see on the boat is very romantic."

"You don't want to get carsick?”

"I don't get motion sickness."

Even Im Ae-hee said, Jong-seok's face was still full of worries.

Im Ae-hee's body was a patient with a bomb in her head even though she was stable.

If anything happens on the ocean... Jong-seok was worried and worried about it.

Now Lim Ae-hoe and Hupyeong-ji are here to take a hospital ship with Jong-seok.

When Jong-seok said he would leave the hospital for 10 to 15 days, Lim Ae-hee wanted to take a boat, too.

Huh Pyung-ji, who was worried about her lack of energy these days, said yes.

And Heo Pyung-ji was promoted as Lim Ae-hee's guardian and a doctor of oriental medicine who was lacking in hospital ships.

There was no reason to refuse on the hospital ship. He is an experienced oriental medical doctor and Lim Ae-hee is a skilled nurse.

Jong-seok, who was watching Lim Ae-hee enjoying the boat, whispered to Heo Pyeong-ji.

"What if your stomach hurts suddenly?”

"I'm glad you're sick at the hospital."

Huh Pyung-ji, who was looking at the hospital ship, smiled and looked at Jong-seok.

"I know what you're worried about. But..."

Huh Pyung-ji looked at Im Ae-hee. While looking around the hospital ship, Heo Pyeong-ji opened her mouth as she looked at Lim Ae-hee, who was amazed.

"You like me.”

Jong-seok saw Im Ae-hee in Heo Pyung-ji's words. Lim Ae-hee was enjoying looking at the hospital ship like an 18-year-old girl.

"I wish I could live a day and be happy."

"What does that mean?"

Heo Pyeong-ji shook her head in silence at the question of Jong-seok.

"Honey... I want to live a day smiling. Don't frown and suffer like this....

It was what Lim Ae-hee said to Heo Pyeong-ji in the pain of chemotherapy. And that day, He Pyung-ji signed the discharge papers and took Lim home.

Why don't you know that a voyage of more than ten days on the Hupyeongji may be bad for Lim Ae-hee, and that it's hard to cope if something happens?

But Im Ae-hee, who said she couldn't get through two years in modern medicine, has already been alive for more than five years. Every day was a new life and life for her.

So if Lim Ae-hee is happy and happy, that's it.

Even if it is the last day, it will be a day for Lim Ae-hee to leave with happy memories.

Of course, it's just the worst.

"What will happen when you and I are together? Nothing will happen if you take good care of it as you do now."

As the members of the licensed clinic know, Heo Pyung-ji was acknowledging Jong-seok's

Even if you don't want to admit it, if you look closely, you will see how well Jong-seok is good at medicine.

Sometimes you think you're greater than yourself.

Jong-seok sighed at Heo Pyung-ji's words and saw Lim Ae-hee. Looking at Lim Ae-hee, who is smiling so bright that she can feel that she is enjoying herself, it seemed that she could no longer dissuade her.

'Yes, as Grandpa said, I'll take good care of you.’

At least you're next to him, so if something happens, you'll be able to respond.

Thinking that way, Jong-seok took out his luggage bag from his car and filled his hands.

"Let's share."

"I can hold it by myself."

At Jong-seok's words, Heo Pyung-ji approached and received a package. Then Jong-seok and his party began climbing the hospital line.

The inside of the hospital ship was bustling. It was busy making sure that there was no shortage of medicine in the ship to leave the port at 10 o'clock and taking care of food to eat for 15 days.

Lim Ae-hee and Heo Pyung-ji were checking the items in the clinic they would use during their stay on the hospital ship.

And Jong-seok was packing the ingredients with the chef Tak Jae-young in the kitchen inside the ship.

If Heo Pyung-ji was elected as an oriental doctor, Jong-seok was elected as an assistant to a restaurant.

Jong-seok, who lifted the potato box and put it down on one side, looked at Tak Jae-young, the chef of the hospital ship.

Unlike his image as a chef, Tak Jae-young was a person with a tanned face and a thick forearm.

Do I feel more like a veteran sailor than a cook?

"But you're doing it alone?”

"It's a meal for 30 people, and I'll do it myself. How many people can do it?”

"But it must be hard to pack every meal."

"Compared to the deep-sea fishing boats, this is heaven."

"Did you take an ocean fishing boat?”

"It's twenty years on the ship. From a barrel ship to an ocean fishing boat to an oil tanker, all I don't have is a warship."

With a smile, Tak Jae-young turned on the stove and microwave to see if it was working well.

"But don't you hate it at home when you're out this long?"

"It's good to live together when you're young. When I get older, I get rather mean at home. If you're lying on the sofa, don't bother and get out, when are you leaving? I'm being mean at home. It's more comfortable here than home.”

"Is that so?"

"Yes, what does your father do?"

"Do a snack bar with your mother."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Jong-seok laughed at Tak Jae-young's pitiful remarks.

"Stay well."

"That's a relief, then."

Tak Jae-young, who was packing up the items, said, looking at Jong-seok when he was somewhat organized.

"You'll be good at cooking if you're on TV."

"Didn't you see 119?"

"I've never seen it because I don't like TV. Anyway, aside from cooking, you have to be careful when cooking on a boat. First is fire, second is fixed, and third is knife.”

Then Tak Jae-young told me to be careful. Each compartment had a fastener that prevented it from shaking because of cooking on a rocking boat.

So when you were cooking, you had to put all the fixings in place when you weren't cooking.

And so did Carl. The unused knife had to be placed in a knife rack.

Otherwise, people get hurt by pouring when their stomachs are shaking.

Jong-seok, who heard the precautions, heard about the menus.

Kimchi and side dishes were cooked on land, so it didn't take much effort to make only one soup and main menu.

Otherwise, Tak Jae-young can't afford a meal for 30 people alone.

"I have a menu made on land, but if you have some fish, you can change the menu."

"Fishing?"

"There's also fishing, and sometimes fishing boats meet at sea throw me this and that."

"Throw it?"

"When fishermen throw fish on our deck, our sailors give it to them and come back."

"Ah! You give me that, too?"

"We're not strangers. It's nice to see you at sea."

"I see."

Tak Jae-young glanced at the clock as Jong-seok nodded.

"Let's go to deck."

"The deck?"

"I'm checking people before I leave. And finally, make sure you don't have any supplies you need."

When Tak Jae-young left the kitchen with the horse, Jong-seok followed him.

And as he left the kitchen and headed for the deck, Jong-seok could see Heo Pyung-ji and Lim Ae-hee.

"How was it?"

"Small but ready to sleep."

When Jong-seok nodded at Heo Pyung-ji's words, Im Ae-hee pointed to the young man and the lady next to him.

"This is Kang In-chul, a Korean medicine teacher, and this is Kwon Ji-hyun, a nurse."

"Hello, this is Lee Jong-seok."

Kang In-cheol smiled and reached out his hand to Jong-seok's greeting.

"It's Kang In-chul. I don't know if I can get on a boat like this when I'm in the middle of my senior year."

"I just want to experience it."

Jong-seok, who greeted with it, looked at nurse Kwon Ji-hyun. She was looking at herself with a face full of smiles.

"You look better than you've seen on TV.”

"I often hear that I look better in person. I look forward to working with you."

"I don't know how much the hospital nurses loved Jong-seok's visit. Can I look forward to the special dish?

"I'll do it if I get the chance. And please take good care of my grandparents."

"I'll take care of you like my granddaughter.”

While greeting each other and going to the deck, I was able to greet other doctors and nurses.

Busan 511.

Thirty-one people

fifteen sailors

a surgeon

five members of public health

seven nurses

Three others (Hu Pyung-ji, Im Ae-hee and Lee Jong-seok)

an end

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