251 saliva in total.

It was the number of saliva stuck in Lee Dong-jin's body. And next to it stood the residents.

Residents came in when Jong-seok hit Lee Dong-jin with saliva. And at first I wondered what this was about.

If other interns were doing this, they would have scolded them first, but they asked what was going on because it was Jongseok.

Instead of saying that he was playing with Lee Dong-jin, Jong-seok made an excuse that he was showing his colleagues something about acupuncture and acupuncture.

Residents nodded at the remark and began to watch Jong-seok put saliva on Lee's body.

In fact, they want to see if they can put so many saliva on one person's body and how to put it if they want.

Residents answered questions one by one while looking at Jong-seok's saliva, and Jong-seok gave it all.

Lee Dong-jin opened his mouth as he looked down at the residents asking about Jong-seok's saliva.

"How many did you put out?”

"251."

"You said you were going to put 240?"

When Lee Dong-jin frowned at the feeling of some loss, Jong-seok looked at the saliva and said,

"There's more blood available, so I put a few more. Unexpectedly, you're in good health.

"Are you saying you let it go because you're healthy?"

"There are some bad bloods if you let go when you're not feeling well."

Hwang Hee-jin took out his cell phone and filmed Lee Dong-jin at Jong-seok's words.

Click!

Lee Dong-jin looked at Hwang Hee-jin, who was only wearing underwear.

"Teacher, what are you doing now?"

"Don't worry. I don't have a hobby of taking pictures of men."

Then, Hwang Hee-jin zoomed in on the picture and talked to the residents.

"Isn't this like some kind of acupuncture book?"

"I don't think the professor can spit this much either."

"Professor Heo Yul said Jong-seok's acupuncture is amazing.”

"That reminds me of Jong-seok drooling when you were an intern last year. At that time, the professor scolded me a lot for being a worse intern than a student."

"Why now..."

"Just in mind."

Kim Chul-bong, who answered lightly, asked while looking at the saliva.

"How do you feel?"

"What do you think?"

"Yes, you've given me so much saliva. What do you think it feels like?"

"I think I'm just a little energetic."

"Really?"

The residents' eyes shifted to his lower body when Lee Dong-jin said.

"Surely... you're full of power."

Other residents nodded at Hwang Hee-jin's words. The panties soared to the point of tearing.

The female interns seemed surprised and bewildered by what appeared to be a bulging pair of panties, but their eyes were glued to them.

'This is just a medical phenomenon.’

'I'm a doctor, leaving men and women. The doctor should watch this, too.’

When the female interns were staring blankly at it with such thoughts, Hwang Hee-jin looked at Jong-seok.

"When do you take out your saliva?"

"I'll be here for a minute.”

"Long live."

"It's not a bad saliva."

"By the way... is this also the effect of acupuncture?"

Jong-seok nodded his head after a while when Hwang Hee-jin pointed his chin down.

"It's a natural phenomenon because it's a saliva that activates the body's blood circulation."

"So... you're saying that if you get this sting, it's all going to be like this?”

"This is where the most powerful man gets, so the reaction comes right away."

At Jong-seok's words, Hwang Hee-jin glanced down at Lee Dong-jin. And other residents...

Jong-seok laughed at the sight.

"Why do you let your brothers go?"

"No... I'm still full of blood and I don't have to get hit with this. Chulbong, you should get hit him. Don't you need it because it's already newlywed?"

At Hwang Hee-jin's words, Kim Chul-bong hit the back of the head with his hand.

Bam!

"Aya."

"Don't talk nonsense. And don't talk about this to the residents of other departments for no reason."

"Why?"

"We don't need it, but not the professors. When professors start calling me, I get annoyed with Jong-seok."

"Oh! You are wise."

"Why did you get older?”

Then a minute later, Jong-seok began to pull out his saliva.

"Would you like some help?"

"You have to pick in the order you decide."

Jong-seok, who retired Hwang Hee-jin, quickly began to drool.

When all the saliva was removed, Hwang Hee-jin threw the gown that Lee Dong-jin had taken off toward the lower body.

"Wear your clothes. Beast."

"Beast?"

"It's a beast."

Lee Dong-jin, who had improved his appetite after Hwang Hee-jin's words, looked up and looked at his lower body with surprised eyes.

I thought I had an erection because I felt a bit stiff, but I didn't expect it to be filled with grass like this.

In addition, the size was not usually his own.

'This... this is mine?’

Hwang Hee-jin hit Lee Dong-jin's shoulder, who was staring blankly at his lower body with surprised eyes.

Slap!

"Ouch!"

"Hurry up. How long are you going to show that ugly thing? I can't see the girls here surprised."

When Hwang Hee-jin said, Lee Dong-jin thought of Kim Kang-eun and Choi Mal-hee, and hurriedly began to dress.

However, there was one problem.

It won't go in well when you try to put it in your pants while standing on grass.

Holding back the pain, Lee Dong-jin, who pressed it into his pants, was dressed.

Hwang Hee-jin held out his cell phone to Lee Dong-jin, who covered his pants with a gown.

"It's a picture of the hour hand. I think I'm going to study. Take a good look."

As Hwang Hee-jin said, Lee Dong-jin saw himself in the picture. And admiration for Lee Dong-jin's face was young.

You can't help but be surprised to see saliva stuck tightly in your body.

I thought it was because he said 251, but when he saw the saliva stuck in his body, he realized that it was great.

Lee Dong-jin, who zoomed in and out of the picture and looked at Jong-seok.

Who the hell is Jong-seok?’

When Lee Dong-jin looked at Jong-seok with admiration, Hwang Hee-jin received his cell phone and pointed at the board to the interns.

"There you go. Write down your names and phone numbers."

In the words of Hwang Hee-jin, interns wrote their cell phone numbers on the board.

"Jong-seok wrote down this number and brought it to the bedding and nurse station."

"Yes."

When Jong-seok left, Hwang Hee-jin looked at Lee Dong-jin.

"What are you going to do with this picture?"

Lee Dong-jin hurriedly said to Hwang Hee-jin, who was holding his cell phone.

"You have to delete it."

"You do it."

When Hwang Hee-jin threw his cell phone, Lee Dong-jin took it and pressed the delete button.

Then when Lee Dong-jin returned his cell phone, Hwang Hee-jin put it in his pocket and said,

"Did you memorize the charts?"

"Not yet..."

"Well, it was impossible for me to memorize it on the first day when I first came here as an intern. Get the chart."

When Jong-seok came in, Hwang Hee-jin, who let him stand next to the interns, divided the charts into four equal parts.

"He's the patient you'll have to take on in the future. If you go to the nurse station and show me the chart, I will contact you if something happens to the patient in charge. And you guys can go and check and report to us."

"What happens when I report it?”

"You tell us a prescription that fits this symptom and we see that it is right or wrong and that you are tending to see if it is right or wrong. So you have to think carefully when you come. Of course, if a patient dies or gets worse while thinking... Dijinda."

The interns nodded at Hwang Hee-jin's firm face.

"Now! Then Jong-seok and Kang-eun follow me.”

When Hwang Hee-jin left Uijeongbu, Jong-seok and Kim Kang-eun rushed to follow suit.

Jong-seok and Kim Kang-eun, who showed the chart to the nurses, followed Hwang Hee-jin to greet their patients.

***

After the first day, the interns had a hectic day. And so was Jong-seok.

The lowest rank in bedding...

When the patient calls, the intern runs.

When a patient is sick, the intern runs faster.

When the resident calls, the intern runs his eyebrows.

Anyway, it was the intern's routine to run when someone called. And Jong-seok was no exception to that.

He's talented, he's familiar with residents and professors, but... An intern is an intern.

And Jong-seok said it wasn't bad. It is good to treat patients in person and give them a minute hand.

Close to two o'clock in the morning, Jong-seok was on duty.

At the medical office, Jong-seok was looking at the patients' charts on the computer. What Jong-seok is looking at now was a chart of the general examination department.

As the bedding chart is already memorized, other department charts are also seen whenever they have time to see symptoms and prescriptions.

And next to him, Kim Kang-eun was dozing off with her head on her desk.

Ring ring! Ring ring!

Jong-seok got it when the medical phone rang.

"Hello!"

Patient No. 504 Lee Jin-cheol has severe leg paralysis.

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who hung up, raised himself and tapped Kim Kang-eun.

"Call, let's go."

"Well... can't you go alone?"

"You can go alone, but... I have an ominous feeling that I will be responsible for the death of the patient you treated later.”

Kim Kang-eun sighed and got up along Jong-seok.

"Phew!"

Entering room 504, Jong-seok took Kim Kang-eun, he could see a groaning patient and a woman with a hard grip on her legs.

"Hello."

"Teacher, my legs hurt so much."

I took out a chart of Jong-seok's bedside in the patient's words. Then he grabbed his wrist, had a vein, and nodded his head.

"I'll start with paralysis."

When Jong-seok lifted the blanket along with the horse, the soles of his feet were seen to be heavily bent.

"You're in the dark, too. I'll do the hour hand."

When Kim Kang-eun, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, took out a bedding set and put some saliva on the patient's foot.

Then he put some saliva on his waist and gently twisted it.

"Yes!"

Then the patient's curved soles began to spread slowly.

"Ah..."

Jong-seok, who was looking at a patient who groaned low, pulled the saliva from his foot and rubbed the soles of his feet with his hands.

"How's your moxibustion going?"

"Yes."

"Sleep with your lower body warm. That way, your feet won't be paralyzed."

"Okay."

Jong-seok bowed his head and left the hospital room.

"What do you say?"

"You seem to have some cold air."

"That's right. The wind came in and there's a pile of yin on the lower body."

"But you're so good at acupuncture."

Shaking his head at Kim Kang-eun's words, Jong-seok approached the nurse's station.

"We have confirmed that Lee Jin-cheol's paralysis is relieved with saliva."

"I like it when Mr. Lee is on call."

"Really?"

"Of course. The other intern called in the resident teacher, and she was alone and cursed, and she came and took care of it right away, so it's not noisy."

Jong-seok, who nodded at the nurse's words, wrote the contents of the patient who had just been treated on the chart and said while looking around.

"Can I look around and come back?"

"Okay. I'll call you if anything happens."

Jong-seok looked at Kim Kang-eun at the nurse's words.

"You go and sleep.”

"I'm thinking otherwise."

Jong-seok slowly moved to the first floor, looking at Kim Kang-eun, who was stretching and walking to medical office.

Now Jong-seok is heading to the emergency room. It can be weird to have an emergency room in an oriental medicine hospital.

However, there was an emergency room at the oriental medicine hospital.

Patients with musculoskeletal pain or stroke who have passed the acute stage enter the emergency room of oriental medicine hospital.

Instead, emergency patients who require traffic accidents or surgery go to Yangbang Hospital.

Paramedics also head to Yangbang Hospital to transport patients. Therefore, the emergency room of the oriental medicine hospital was a place to suck honey.

When there was no patient, it was common to have no more than five patients.

But Jong-seok liked the emergency room.

Occasionally, the incoming emergency patient is a patient who has not been treated by other teachers.

That's why it's good to see and treat them.

'Do you have a patient?' You may or may not. If you have a patient, you have a patient to treat, and if you don't, no one is sick today.

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