After returning to Korea, Jong-seok traveled to China whenever he had time.

I had to help with the Second Sorimsa Temple, and I had to do the mucus and the haemorrhage of the Mansongs in the First Shaolin Temple again.

If you keep the blood on for too long, it's really clogged up and you can't get rid of the whole body paralysis.

So before it was completely blocked, I had to get a blood transfusion and then I had to get a blood clot.

Jong-seok, who was busy traveling between China and Korea, was agonizing over a day in February.

***

The paper in front of us was a transfer application. Now that the New Year has passed and been carried forward, it is time to fill out a new transfer application.

'Where should I go?'

Looking at the transfer application, Jong-seok stroked his chin.

In two months, it will be a year since I got on the hospital ship. So the health doctors have to write down the area they want because they have to move to another place.

"Where should I apply?"

Originally, I was going to go to Busan hospital after Incheon hospital line.

To help those who don't get medical care in Nakdo.

But there was a reason why Jong-seok hesitated.

Being a health doctor on a hospital ship is of course rewarding. But the number of patients we saw was constant, and they were always the same.

Of course it wasn't that it was wrong and unimportant. It just made me wish I were on land.

People came from all over the country when they treated patients in Gangwon Province.

To the point where the nurses I work with complain about dying.

This was the reason why Jong-seok hesitated.

The hospital ship that goes around the medical grounds sees only the prescribed patient, the prescribed disease.

However, land health centers have been visited by patients from all over the country. And many of those patients were desperate for Jong-seok's help.

Patients like pain and paralysis, where acupuncture and intubation treat better than modern medicine.

So Jong-seok was worried about this.

Do you help people in underdeveloped areas of health care, or work in areas where people in need are comfortable?

"What should I do?"

Looking at the transfer application, I was lost in thought about Jong-seok.

***

Jongseok was falling at the Chungbuk athletes' terminal.

During the hospital ship and land service, Jong-seok eventually made a choice. It was land duty.

Medical welfare is important, but working on land can help more and more people. I made a decision.

Besides, you can be on a hospital ship if you're not yourself.

I've checked the locations of the health centers to see where it's convenient for people to come.

So the place I chose was Cheonsu. It was Cheonsu that was geographically close to the center of Korea.

And the transportation didn't seem too bad. It's not a big city, but the size of the county will make people feel comfortable.

"Terminal big."

Jong-seok, who was looking around the Cheonsu terminal, came out. Jong-seok said in a taxi in front of the terminal.

"Cheonsoo Health Center."

"Okay."

When the taxi started, Jong-seok looked around and said,

"Have you been to the health center?"

"Cheonsoo Health Center?"

"Yes"

"I've taken people with me, but I've never been in."

"You don't get medical treatment at the health center?"

"People in rural areas without hospitals or health centers. Who goes to health centers these days? You can just go to the local hospital."

"When you go to the health center, it's cheap."

"The local hospital gets a shot for 45,000 won."

"When I go to the health center, it'll be 500 to 1,000 won."

"When I think of the time and bus fare for 4,000 won or 500 won, I'd rather be a local doctor."

The taxi driver began to laugh and talk about this and that.

"I don't know if our country is different, but one is well covered. Foreign countries say appendectomy costs over 10 million won.Yo"

"Right."

Jong-seok nodded as he heard what the taxi driver said about Korean medical insurance.

Well, I didn't go to the health center until I became a health doctor. People don't seem to go to the health center very often.'

The health center is a place where people who don't know and don't know go.

In addition, there are several hospitals in the closed neighborhood unless it is a medical underdeveloped area, so there is no reason to go to the health center on purpose.

Jong-seok, who arrived at Cheonsu Health Center, got out of the car. And Jong-seok nodded when he saw the health center.

The Cheonsu Health Center was three stories high.

"That's pretty big."

Jong-seok, who was looking at the health center, moved inside. Inside the health center, some elderly adults were sitting on chairs and watching TV.

And a few nurses, apparently at ease, were sitting at the counter talking.

Jong-seok came in and looked around, and one of the nurses looked at you and said to his colleagues, surprisedly.

"It's Lee Jong-seok."

"Lee Jong-seok? Who is Lee Jong-seok?"

"You know what? Lee Soo-mi's boyfriend, who often appeared on TV last year when there was an earthquake in China..."

"And?"

"Hey, Lee Jong-seok is here."

At the nurse's words, the women looked around and looked at Jong-seok and said,

"Oh! It's real."

"But why are you here?"

"He said it was a health care..."

"Why are you already here when you're in April?"

"So why are you here?"

"Are you here for public service?"

"What... does a health doctor come to another health center to see you?"

"By the way... Handsome."

"So you're tall and you look well."

Jong-seok approached them, listening to the nurses babbling at him.

"Hello, I'm Lee Jong-seok."

"Oh, hello."

The nurse bowed slightly to Jong-seok's greeting.

said Jong-seok, who greeted the nurse.

"I think you know who I am."

"Oh... you heard what we were saying."

"I have a good ear. But thank you for not telling me anything bad."

The nurse laughed awkwardly at Jong-seok's remark. I didn't say anything bad as Jong-seok said, but it's still awkward because the person in the back heard what he was saying.

The nurse looked at Jong-seok as if to change the subject.

"But what's going on..."

"I'd like to make a thousand applications for moving in when I change my health status in April. So I came here to look around before I moved in.

"Isn't it hard to get as far as you want to get from Healthy?"

"It's hard."

"Then maybe I'll be here or not..."

"I'm on a hospital ship this time, and the next year I'll be able to get to the place I'm applying for."

"But why do you want to come to our heavenly waters? Are you from Cheonsu?"

"That's not it. "Cheonsu is the central part of Korea."

"Our genius?"

"geographical."

"That's your choice?"

"Yes"

The nurse looked at Jong-seok and said,

"Then shall I show you around?"

"I'd like to say hello to the warden first, but... May I see you?"

"Wait a minute."

The nurse picked up the phone and called somewhere. Then he talked about Jong-seok and hung up.

It's the second floor on the right.

Good luck, then.

Jong-seok lowered his head and went upstairs, and the nurses began to talk about him.

"I wish Mr. Lee would come."

"Why?"

"I know I'm a fan of Lee Soo-mi, but I'm a fan of Lee Jong-seok's cooking and TV shows."

"You must be a good cook, then."

"Then... there's also a rumor that he's a handmade master of Korean cuisine, Song Eun-jeong Kim."

A middle-aged nurse sighed next to the nurses talking.

"It's not something you'd love to see."

"Why?"

"My name reminded me of Lee Jong-seok. Do you know where I was in charge of patient care at national health centers two years ago?"

"Two years ago? How do you know two years ago when you don't know last year?"

At the nurse's words, the middle-aged nurse nodded and said,

"Pyeongchang Health Center."

"Pyeongchang Health Center? Well, two years ago, it was the Pyeongchang Winter Olympics, so there must have been a lot of patients."

A middle-aged nurse shook her head when a nurse pretended to know.

"I've already won first place before the Winter Olympics."

"Really?"

"And after that, he was the top. "Until Dr. Lee Jong-seok leaves."

The nurses saw her at the words of a middle-aged nurse.

"What does that mean? So, thanks to Lee Jong-seok, Pyeongchang Health Center was able to treat patients?"

"I heard from a nurse at a health center in Pyongchang that 200 patients a day were the basic number of patients Lee Jong-seok had.Yes, sir.

"200?"

The nurses looked surprised at the middle-aged nurse. Two hundred people are two days' worth of patients at Cheonsu Health Center.

But Jong-seok treated it alone... That's in a day.

A middle-aged nurse opened her mouth when the nurses were surprised.

"When you took the maximum number of patients a day, it was over 300."

"Three hundred a day?"

"Does that make sense?"

"Ay! That's a bit of a lie. How can a doctor treat 300 people?"

The treatment starts at 9 a.m. and finishes at 5 p.m., except for 1 hour during lunch. I had to treat 300 people in seven hours, about 40 people in an hour, which means I had to quit in two minutes to see one person.

"I don't know if 300 people are lying or not, but 200 patients are real."

Two hundred are just as numerous. Two hundred people means we need about thirty people an hour.

"What kind of patient lives in Pyeongchang? Why are there so many patients?"

"It's not just patients from Pyongchang, it's coming from all over the country. Hold on a second."

Looking at the surprised nurses, a middle-aged nurse went online on the computer.

And when I said Pyeongchang's name, news started to come out. Although they were not national news, but Gangwon-do news, photos began to appear when a middle-aged nurse clicked on one of them.

And the faces of the nurses who saw the picture hardened. The patient was seen squatting in what appeared to be the waiting room of the health center.

The nurses opened their mouths wide when they lowered the mouse and saw the next picture.

There were beds all over the big clinic and there were full of patients on it.

"Whoa!"

"It's a battlefield."

The nurses swallowed their saliva and looked at the pictures on the monitor. said a middle-aged nurse who saw it.

"When Dr. Lee Jong-seok comes... We're going to be like this too. Especially..."

A middle-aged nurse saw a nurse on one side. The nurse's face turned white in that gaze.

"One shot..."

A nurse whose face turned white... For Lim Su-jeong, a nurse in the oriental medicine department of Cheonsu Health Center, the picture in front of her is what will happen to her.

"Hey... maybe he won't come?"

A middle-aged nurse shook her head at Lim Su-jeong's words.

"If you're on a hospital ship, you're on your next stop."

"Is that right?"

It was not fixed, but it was the practice of health to send the next job to a convenient place or city when working in a difficult remote area.

So the last stone on the hospital ship will come if you choose to go to heaven.

"Ha!"

When Lim sighed, other nurses looked at her with pitiful eyes.

When the patients gather, they will be busy, but the busiest thing is that Lim Su-jeong, who is in charge of oriental medicine, will be busy to melt away the bones.

Jong-seok, who toured the Cheonsu Health Center, was determined. I'm going to the Cheonsu Health Center.

I like the location, and there are several inns and motels near the health center, and there are places where patients who need long-term care can stay.

It's only an hour away from home, so it's easy to go home.

Let's get along well.