Jong-seok only said his name because he had nothing to say to Ko Mi-jeong's question.

Although he is an intern, he is not an intern at Seoul Hospital, but an intern at an oriental medicine hospital.

There was no reason to introduce yourself as an intern because both sides and one room were different.

But it's not that I'm Lee Jong-seok of the Three Kingdoms.

"Are you our hospital teacher?"

"No, I'm just using the library for a while."

Ko Mi-jung nodded at Jong-seok's words. I thought it was because sometimes teachers from outside hospitals come to the Seoul hospital and use the library.

When Ko Mi-jung tried to turn around, Jong-seok called her.

"Excuse me.

At Jong-seok's call, Ko Mi-jung looked back at him.

"What?"

"Can't you sleep these days?"

Jong-seok didn't notice it because it was special, but Ko Mi-jeong looked tired.

The hair was greasy without knowing when it was washed, and the pupils were red and dark circles were dark.

It was a figure of a man who looked tired to all eyes.

"He's... he's an intern."

At Ko Mi-jung's words, Jong-seok stood up and reached out his hand.

Are you saying you wanted to shake hands because you were glad to meet Ko Mi-jung? When he reached out his hand thinking, Jong-seok held it.

And Jong-seok, who held a breath longer than a handshake, moved his steps.

'She's going to fall down before you treat her.’

After a brief pause, Jong-seok moved his steps and asked small questions.

"I'm an intern at another hospital. You must be tired."

Go Mi-jeong followed him and asked, because she had to go out anyway.

"Are you an intern?"

"Yes."

"How's the hospital?"

"We're on call for two days, and it's hard to take a day off."

"Two days on call?”

Jong-seok nodded at Ko Mi-jung's surprised appearance. He was envious of Ko Mi-jung's face.

"We're on call for a week and we're barely taking a day off. That hospital is really nice. The residents must be nice."

Ko Mi-jung's words surprised Jong-seok.

'On duty for a week?'

Interns at oriental medicine hospitals say they are dying because they are having a hard time on duty for two days. Interns at both hospitals are on duty for a week and take a day off.

You said your internship was harder than yours. You're not kidding.'

With that in mind, Jong-seok, who left the library, told Ko Mi-jeong, who was standing in the elevator.

"Excuse me..."

"What?"

"I don't know anything about this paper. Can I ask you something?”

The reason why Jong-seok followed Ko Mi-jeong was because she had some unknown content and felt sorry for her.

"I'm an intern, so I don't know..."

"But maybe you know."

Then, when Jong-seok opened the book and pointed to something on one side, Ko Mi-jeong said, "I'm relieved."

"This is..."

Jong-seok nodded as he listened to Ko Mi-jung explaining.

"I see."

"It's a basic neurologist. Don't you know?"

Jong-seok opened his mouth when he saw Ko Mi-jung, who was wondering if she didn't know this while reading a neurosurgery paper.

"It's not my major."

Ko Mi-jung nodded at Jong-seok's words.

"Do your best."

Jong-seok opened his mouth while watching Ko Mi-jeong pressing the elevator button with a horse.

"Would you like me to relieve your fatigue?"

"What?"

"I've been helped and... Give me a minute and I'll relieve your fatigue."

Ko Mi-jung laughed at Jong-seok's words as she looked at him.

"Are you working on it?”

"Work?" Intern doesn't even have time to date.”

Still, Jong-seok smiled at Ko Mi-jung, who smiled happily at the thought that she was not dead yet, and turned her hair back.

'Wash your hair and make that reaction....'

It's not that the hair is greasy, so it's rather a bunch of hair that falls back.

Jong-seok, who was watching such Ko Mi-jeong, smiled and said,

"I have a girlfriend."

"Well, yes."

"How can I relieve your blood?"

Ko Mi-jung grabbed Jong-seok's horse by the shoulder. Even so, I wanted to get rid of my fatigue when I was tired.

And Jong-seok seems to trust me.

"Is there any effect?"

"Of course."

Ko Mi-jung nodded as she looked at Jong-seok.

"Just do it until you get to the elevator."

It takes time to get up the elevator anyway. She flinched as Jong-seok reached out his hand at her back neck.

"There's a CCTV over there. Do you think I'd do anything weird?”

Ko Mi-jung nodded as Jong-seok pointed to CCTV on one side.

Jong-seok grabbed Ko Mi-jeong's back neck slightly and grabbed her forehead with one hand.

And like a seesaw movement with both hands, the back of the neck was gently lifted and the forehead was lowered.

As she moved her hands alternately, the tension began to ease on Ko's face.

"Ah..."

Along with him came a cool sigh from Ko Mi-jeong's mouth. I don't know how to do this, but whenever Jong-seok's hand moved, I felt my back neck cools and my head clears.

Outside of that, Jong-seok was pumping blood through her back neck, opening the arteries leading to her brain.

So the feeling of being clear-headed, or being clear-headed. The blood supplies oxygen and sugar quickly.

Then Jong-seok slightly held his forehead and back neck and twisted it.

Boom boom!

"Huh?"

Boom boom!

Twisting to both sides, groans flowed from Ko Mi-jeong's mouth.

"What do you say?"

Ko Mi-jeong couldn't come to her senses at Jong-seok's words. It was so cool that I felt something like pleasure.

Jong-seok caught Ko Mi-jeong, who was slightly staggered by him.

"Are you all right?"

"Oh... yeah. It's so cool."

"Take a break."

"Hey...do you know how to do other things?"

Ding!

When the elevator came with a sound, Ko Mi-jung stepped back slightly and looked at Jong-seok.

With a look of wanting more, Jong-seok nodded and let him stand on the wall.

When Ko Mi-jung stood on the wall, Jong-seok put her two shoulders against the wall and let one leg stick out toward her.

When Ko Mi-jung stretched out her legs, Jong-seok put his knees on the outside of her thigh and pressed it the other way around.

Thud thud!

Then came a cool sound from Ko Mi-jung's spine. On the contrary, several more stones that had loosened the waist began to be massaged.

Beep!

Jong-seok, who entered the library again with a guest card given by Moon Jae-chul, moved to where he was.

Jong-seok was studying at the Seoul Hospital Library to read medical books.

It is difficult to find medical books in general libraries because it is a professional book, and there is not much in stock.

And because people recognize themselves, they can be noisy, and reporters can come through SNS, so they study at a Seoul hospital, not at a regular library.

The library of Seoul Hospital is quiet and only those with access permits can enter, so at least reporters cannot come in.

That's why I'm studying after receiving an entrance card from Moon Jae-chul.

Standing on the shelf again, Jong-seok took out a book about surgical surgery and began reading it.

'I'd like to see the surgery...'

Jongseok read many medical books in the library for the third day today. Ordinary people take a day to read one book and a few days to understand it.

However, it was not difficult because Jongseok had the experience of Moon Il-il, which he could understand as he saw it.

Moreover, when Jongseok was interested in both sides, Moon Jae-cheol, who was delighted, chose books that would help him to read, which helped him understand both sides.

But there was a limit to seeing it in books. I thought it would be helpful to see him perform the actual operation.

But I didn't ask Moon Jae-chul to do that. Even now, there are too many conveniences, and it is shameful to ask for them.

Jong-seok, who was thinking for a while, took out his cell phone and checked the time and calendar.

'I'm going to work tomorrow.’

Now Jong-seok had been on special leave for a week. There is no vacation for an intern, but Jongseok is such a special case that the hospital gave him a week off.

However, in order to maintain the internship, I had to join the internship even if I didn't have any medical treatment from tomorrow.

It's not even a few days' worth of study anyway. Let's call it a day here.’

After putting the book that Jong-seok was looking at on the shelf, he left the library.

Today is the last day of my vacation, and I was going to spend it with my parents at home.

And since I haven't been home for 10 days since the accident, reporters will probably give up by now.

'If you're still waiting... You can give me an interview.’

If he had been waiting for himself for 10 days, Jong-seok moved to his house thinking that he could at least interview him based on his sincerity.

Ko Mi-jung handed over her paper to the resident and was taking a rest at the nurse's station.

Nurse stations with women of their age are much more comfortable than neurosurgery clinics with seniors like Haneul.

A nurse said to Ko Mi-jung, who was eating snacks given by nurses.

"I heard that Lee Jong-seok is at the library. Did you hear that?”

'What if it's Lee Jong-seok?'

He is the one who gave himself a massage. Then Ko Mi-jung looked at her, wondering why the nurse was telling the story.

"I just saw you at the library?"

"Oh, my! Did you see that? How's it going?"

"How do I do that? I just... I think he's handsome. But what about him?"

When Ko Mi-jung showed no other excitement, the nurse asked mysteriously.

"You don't know who?”

"Are you an intern at another hospital?"

"You really don't know, do you?”

The nurse took out her cell phone and showed me a picture.

Lee Jong-seok, whom he saw, was drooling on people in a dark place.

"Huh? Isn't Samwang Station the place where the accident happened?"

"You're an oriental doctor who saved hundreds of people there. I'm sure 50 of his patients came into our hospital.”

"Doctor Han?"

I know there was an accident at Samwang Station. I knew it not because I saw the news, but because patients were transferred to Seoul Hospital as a group.

The class of interns had no time to watch the news because they had to sleep for at least a minute more.

"But why is the oriental doctor in our hospital library?"

"My secretary told me that I've been acquainted with the director of our hospital for a long time."

"Really?"

"Lee Jong-seok also wrote the letter 'ui' written at the entrance of our hospital.”

"A chair?"

When she first started her internship, Ko Mi-jung was impressed by the chair written at the entrance of Seoul Hospital.

It's a kind of writing that makes you feel warm just by looking at it. So I liked Seoul hospital.

But I was surprised that Lee Jong-seok, who just met the letter at the library, wrote it.

"And do you know 119 Food Rescue Team?"

"I don't know."

When the nurse said she didn't know, the nurse ate her fill of food.

'Did you only study when you were in school?'

Thinking like that, the nurse began to tell a story about Lee Jong-seok.

***

For about a month after the accident at Samwang Station, Jong-seok had to suffer from uncomfortable interviews.

He followed Jong-seok in the course of medical treatment, making reporters come in as patients or as if they were visiting the hospital.

And each time Jong-seok politely declined the interview, and the annoying ones were sent out through the guards.

And the reporters who came in like a patient who came to see the doctor were ill-treated.

Of course, it hurts, but it's a good saliva for the body, but anyway, the reporters who come to Jong-seok gradually disappeared.

And over time, the shock of the Three Kingdoms became more and more of a mystery.

Anyway, as time went by, the accident at Samwang Station was forgotten by people and the season changed.

And Jong-seok was getting ready to go to America after finishing the interaction.

There was a stall in a car repair shop outside of Seoul.

"Mr. Jong-seok."

Looking down from under the car, Jong-seok, who was looking down, stuck his head out at the sound of calling for him.

It was Miss Domi who was the daughter of the owner of the repair shop and was in charge of accounting.

"Mr. Miyang."

"Eat this and do it."

When Miss Domi held out a cup of coffee, Jong-seok took it and drank it.

"Thank you."

At Jong-seok's words, Miss Domi asked, smiling as pretty as possible.

"Is work worth doing?"

"It's fun."

"But does an oriental doctor learn to do this?”

"If my car breaks down later, I'll fix it.”

"If you're an oriental doctor, you'll make a lot of money, but you can just leave it to me."

"A man should be able to fix his car."

Miss Domi smiled at Jong-seok's words.

"My dad likes Jong-seok because he's here and his work has gotten a lot easier."

"I'm more grateful for giving me a job without a license."

"What do you mean thanks... They give us a very small salary."

"I'm here to learn how to work. How about a little bit?"

After finishing his internship, Jong-seok applied for health care. But the problem is... It was that Jong-seok's enlistment was pushed back to next year due to the delay in applying for health care.

So after applying for next year, Jong-seok was learning his experiences through hands-on practice.

Smiling, when Jong-seok finished his coffee and gave him a glass, Miss. Domi winked slightly and turned around and walked away.

Jong-seok shook his head small at the sight.

'You shouldn't have done this....'

I felt this while I was working in the store... It seemed that the owner had a son-in-law on him.

And the daughter, Miss Domi, seems to like herself, too.

I mean, now I'm working in a store wanting to learn how to repair a car, but... Since Jongseok is an oriental doctor, he wants to be a son-in-law.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the sea bream walking to the office, shook his head small and crawled back under the car.

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