Jong-seok was writing on the arms of patients who packed lipstick from a separate women's bag.

It is to write down where the medical staff is sick in advance when they receive the patient.

"Please ask him to go to the Seoul hospital's surgical department."

"Please ask him to go to the bedding department at Kyung Kyung Hee University Oriental Medicine Hospital."

Jong-seok also informed conscious patients of the hospital they had to go to when they were in an ambulance.

With so many patients, the treatment could be delayed if they flock to the emergency room at a nearby hospital at once.

Therefore, they are trying to distribute them according to each department.

Woooong! Woooong!

While talking about symptoms on a patient's arm and where to go to hospital, Jong-seok brought it up to the phone ringing.

'Sumi?'

Jong-seok, who wondered why Lee Soo-mi called at this time, answered the phone.

"Sumi, I'm kind of busy right now."

Are you okay? Are you not hurt?

At the loud voice of Lee Soo-mi over the phone, Jong-seok took off the phone and asked.

"I'm not hurt. Why?"

Why are you on the news now?

"News?"

Jong-seok's face hardened as Lee Soo-mi quickly talked about the situation.

"Are you on the news here? And my name comes out?"

Yes! Why did you leave your car on the subway? Are you sure you're okay?

"I'm really fine. Don't worry."

Really?

"It's real. Don't worry. And where are you now?"

I'm going to Samwang Station now.

"Don't come here... Go to my house."

Your house?"

"I'm keeping my parents from watching the news. Because you're worried for no reason."

Okay. But you're really okay, right?

"It's all right."

If you're sick, I'll kill you.

"Okay. Don't worry. I'm cooking for my dad after a long time at home.”

Then I'll take my parents home and cook for them. We gotta get out of here.

"Yes, don't worry.”

Jong-seok, who finished the call with it, called his mom.

"Mom."

Jongseok.

"Prepare the business now?”

Then we're getting ready. By the way, is something wrong? What is making all that noise?

I thought I heard people moaning.

"Not a big deal. Aah! Sumi is going home to cook for her mom and dad."

Sumi? What's up with the busy kid all of a sudden?

That's what she said, but her mother's voice seemed to feel good.

"Why not?"

I don't like it, but when is it coming?

"I'll be there soon. I mean. Clean the house a little and get up there."

What kind of daughter-in-law is coming? Clean up.

"Or don't."

But what about the business?

"It's a matter of business for my daughter to come. I'm writing that I'm taking a day off."

Okay, I got it.

Jong-seok sighed as he listened to his mother's voice hanging up pleasantly.

Now those who had somewhat subsided in excitement and surprise had calmly waited for rescue or had fallen.

But there were still many patients to see.

"Is this your bag, sir' bag?"

Jong-seok looked at the young man who was helping him. What he was holding was his bag left on the subway.

When Jong-seok said that Jong-seok had a bedding set in his bag, a young man searched the tram to find his bag.

When the young man gave him a bag, Jong-seok hurriedly opened it and took out a bedding set and a bucket on one side.

Then he looked at the people on one side. There were three interns and residents at Kyunghwa University Oriental Medicine Hospital who happened to take the same subway as Jongseok, whether lucky or bad.

They also got into an accident while taking the subway to go home because they were off work.

"Here's the saliva."

Residents and interns approached Jong-seok's words.

"Let's take a few of them and start with people with severe symptoms. "The rainfall over there is an internal bleeding patient..."

The resident, who was speaking, turned his head toward Jong-seok after a while.

"Jong-seok goes and catches the internal bleeding patient first."

Among them, only Jongseok can catch internal bleeding with saliva.

"Yes."

At the resident's words, Jong-seok opened a bedding set, took out an alcohol pack, and approached a bleeding patient with his own saliva.

The internal bleeding patient's stomach was bulging out. Jong-seok, who had pressed the ship with his hands for a while, pulled a little thick saliva out of his bedroom.

This saliva had an empty space in the middle, so it was used to draw blood.

Then I gently pressed my stomach, and then pressed my finger on the saliva head, and then I gave him a needle.

Swoosh!

Feeling the texture of the saliva entering the stomach, Jong-seok took off his hand, which was pressing down on the saliva's head.

Shoot!

Seeing the blood rising like a fountain, Jong-seok began to spit elsewhere.

Once the blood is extracted from the abdomen, the blood starts to bleed.

Jong-seok, who treated the patient, turned his head toward the young man next to him.

"Please call me when the blood starts to shrink from the saliva in your stomach."

"Yes."

Then Jong-seok began to treat other patients. Although acupuncture has been replaced by internal medicine, there is certainly a big difference between saliva and absence.

Furthermore, treating a person with an internal cavity consumes more internal organs than smashing something.

You have to pay more attention.

Therefore, acupuncture is much more effective in situations where there are many patients as it is now.

Jong-seok, who treated Jong-seok after relieving his blood by acupuncture, looked around.

Residence and interns were treating people by taking things around them as far as they could.

Patients with broken feet were treating splints with long, hard things, and taking stones or something like that and doing cold packs.

When Jong-seok was looking at them, the young men who helped him approached.

"What shall we do now?”

"Is anyone sick?”

"You say you're all sick. But all the teachers used their hands.”

Jong-seok nodded at the remark.

"By the way, do you know why the structure is so slow?"

I didn't see the news because I was treating people. However, people were watching the news on their cell phones, so they wondered if they knew anything.

"Phew! The news says the authorities are making all-out efforts... Experts say it will take two hours because there are so many bars and concrete.”

The words hardened Jong-seok's face.

The treatment that Jong-seok and his residents have done is very acupuncture.

Of course, it will work on things like fractures and bruises, but seriously injured people are different.

Although the treatment was done as far as Jong-seok could, it was done with the thought of being rescued for an hour or two at most, not more than that in mind.

It happened in the middle of Seoul, and it was not built on dozens of meters underground.

So he thought it would be rescued soon.

'It's been more than an hour already.’

I don't see the time, so I don't know exactly how much time has passed.

But if it takes two more hours from here, the patients who managed to hold their breath will die.

Jong-seok hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Moon Jae-chul.

"Hello."

Mr. Lee, I'm busy now, so I'll call you next time

"I'm at the scene of the subway crash."

The site? Oh! There's Kyunghwa University Oriental Medicine Hospital nearby, and they must have applied..."No, I'm at the scene of the crash."

Moon Jae-chul, who had not spoken for a while at Jong-seok's words, hurriedly said.

Are you okay? Are you hurt?

Jong-seok hurriedly said, listening to the voice of Moon Jae-chul, who was so surprised to hear the word "Mr. Lee."

"I'm not hurt. But there are a lot of patients in here right now."

Phew! That's a relief. Even so, our hospital is busy preparing to treat emergency patients as soon as they are transported. I'm still discussing with each department to prepare the sickbeds and calling in all the off-duty doctors and nurses.

"That's not the problem. I've treated the patients here as much as I can."

That's a good thing.

"That's no good. There are more than 20 patients who have managed to capture the lifeline. If the rescue lasts more than an hour... I can't hold onto it."

An hour or so... I see. I'll get in touch with my rescue team right away.

"Please."

Jong-seok, who hung up with Moon Jae-cheol, looked at the tunnel with worried eyes and looked toward the subway.

"What about on the subway?"

"Everyone who bought it came out, and what's left is..."

Jong-seok sighed and nodded at the sight of the young man who was not speaking.

"I see."

Then Jong-seok moved his steps after a while.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm trying to find a way out of the wilderness.”

"Wouldn't it be okay to wait here? On the news. They say it's safe to stand by and not move around."

"Time... no."

"What?"

"Some of those lying there can't last two hours."

Then Jong-seok moved his steps and followed his vehicle, and the two young men looked at each other and followed him.

The place where the last vehicle was located was jammed. And the sound of working from the other side was coming over and over and over again.

'You seem to be working on it.

Jong-seok's cell phone rang as he was shining around the blockage with his cell phone.

"Hello."

This is the rescue headquarters. Are you Mr. Lee Jong-seok?

"Yes."

I got a call from Moon Jae-cheol, the director of Seoul Hospital. There are a lot of serious injuries?

"Yes, there are patients who can't hold out for more than an hour. How's the rescue going?"

I'm working on it now. About an hour and twenty minutes will be the rescue operation.

"Then... the death toll increases."

Is the situation serious?

"There are patients who need surgery right now. If there's a delay... It's hard."

Approximately how many....

"Excuse me."

Jong-seok's firm voice made the other side appear to be perplexed, and he was speechless for a moment. Then Jong-seok opened his mouth.

"Isn't Sue important?”

The opponent hurriedly said to Jong-seok's hardened voice.

I mean, it's not like that, it's... I'm sorry if you misunderstood.

"Whoa! Is there any way? It's more important to make room for emergency patients than to clear the aisle now."

I'll try my best. Dr. Lee Jong-seok, please take care of the patients.

"Okay."

When Jong-seok hung up, the young man asked.

"What did he say?"

"They say it takes about an hour and twenty minutes..."

Young people and those nearby breathed a sigh of relief at Jong-seok's words.

I can get out of here in an hour and twenty minutes. But...

Jong-seok's eyes were on unconscious patients.

'They don't have an hour.'

Jong-seok approached the resident guarding the patients.

"How are you, teacher?"

"It's really dangerous. You don't think he'll last long? Jong-seok, what are you going to do?"

Looking at the resident looking at him with nervous and worried eyes, Jong-seok approached a patient he had pointed out and felt his pulse.

As the resident said, the pulse was faint. Jong-seok took out his sleeping habit and put his acupuncture needles in several places.

"I have to get out of here quickly..."

A young man approached Jong-seok's horse.

"Let's put it on the Internet.”

"Are you on the Internet?"

"Because there are so many different people on the Internet. If I tell you what's going on here, wouldn't you find a way? You can also write on the civil engineering and architecture websites of each university."

Jong-seok nodded at the young man's words.

"That's right."

Then Jong-seok shouted at people to explain the current situation and let them all post on the Internet.

After a while, comments began to run on their posts.

Each person quickly began to raise their thoughts, including the knowledge of experts.

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