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Chapter 65

Everyone turned their heads to the side at Dongsu's shouting.

A man carried on to a stretcher was being handed over to the thoracic surgeons.

He was the man that Suhyuk took to the emergency room.

Some detectives quickly approached him.

They checked his unconscious face again and again.

Then they asked the doctor, "What kind of accident did he get into? What's his name?"

"Are you his guardian?"

"I'm a detective."

The doctor responded immediately to his words, "I hear his name is Park Janghu."

When the doctor looked at the nurse to confirm the name, she nodded as if he was correct.

The detective looked at Park, who was lying on the stretcher, with a suspicious look.

He did not have the characteristics of a suspect who commited a chain of crimes, because they do not usually carry anything that would reveal their ident.i.ty. But here he was, a suspect who had raped 17 women in just two months. It was very difficult to collect information about him previously, because he committed his crimes very deliberately and secretively. Only his nickname was known, because he did not commit such a crime in just one place, but moved around here and there to attack each victim. However, it was exactly a week ago; an image of a man looking like the real suspect was captured on CCTV in front of a convenience store. Though it was vague and blurry, his face was very similar to a composite drawn by a witness.

The very man captured in the CCTV, suspected of committing the awful crimes, was lying in front of them right now, and on top of that, his ident.i.ty fully revealed.

Such a deliberate in action and circ.u.mspect guy was there lying before them.

They felt that all the efforts to catch him previously seemed in vain.

The detective staring at the suspect lying down looked up at Dongsu and said, "This guy seems to be the running fugitive we had been chasing."

Dongsu laughed, twisting his lips.

"Did he get into an accident? Keep an eye on him until he wakes up, Detective Kang!"

At that moment Dongsu's eyelids wriggled because he began to feel the pain that he had forgotten for that moment.

"Lie down."

Suhyuk forced him to lie down and cut off the blood-stained dress s.h.i.rt with scissors to confirm his wounds. He could not figure how and where he was hurt because blood was gus.h.i.ng up and out from the wounds.

"Hey, am I going to die like this?" said Dongsu with a bitter laugh.

He felt the pain was less than before, but now instead found his head became dizzy, which bothered him even more.

"Don't say anything," said Suhyuk.

Suhyuk covered his wounds with a layer of gauzes.

Then Oh Byungchul approached, saying, "Move back, Suhyuk."

"Yes, go and have a gla.s.s of water. Why are you sweating so much?" said Dongsu.

There came out a sigh from Suhyuk's mouth.

'Who is worrying about whom now…'

While Oh was opening the gauzes covering the wounds, Suhyuk said, "I think you should start with first giving some blood transfusions."

Saying so, he was looking at Dongsu's face.

Dongsu laughed carelessly. In his mind, Suhyuk's eyes seemed to be saying something like this: 'Do not worry! I'll save your life.'

Dongsu said to Oh, "Doctor, I want to have a blood transfusion first. I feel pretty dizzy right now, perhaps because the amount of blood I have is insufficient."

Ignoring his words slightly, Oh asked, "How did you get hurt?"

The detectives who were watching him nervously said, "He was stabbed by a knife. By the way, don't you think he needs an immediate surgery?"

"Will you be responsible if our prosecutor dies? Just do something instead of looking on!"

At their pressing, Oh was full of a glow. Those around him were all the more stressed by the fact that they were detectives. It was like the scary feeling an innocent man feels when seeing a pa.s.sing police car.

Oh could not see the wound clearly, and he felt as if his head was all screwed up, not knowing what he had to do first, examining the patient or contact the surgery team. And there were the detectives standing before him. Resident Oh often found himself so embarra.s.sed like this even though he was so well accustomed to the emergency department.

On such occasions, he used to ask for help. Namely, contacting the chief resident.

"Now, let me contact another doctor."

"Another doctor? Are you not a doctor? He's been stabbed by a knife! He needs a surgery right now!"

Did he hear them? Oh pulled out his cell phone to contact the chief.

At that moment a resident surgeon came up to them. He was called for by Suhyuk.

The more time was delayed, the more complications would occur.

Though it was not a serious situation, the patient was his friend above all else.

"I heard that he was stabbed, so let me take care of him."

Oh nodded his head and then he looked at Suhyuk.

"He's my friend. I am sorry to have contacted the surgical team by myself. If something happens, I'll take full responsibility for it."

Saying so, Suhyuk pushed the bed, disappearing gradually.

Oh looked at the back of Suhyuk disappearing for a moment. A prosecutor friend…

Though he felt upset about him who acted without his permission, he thought it was a plausible outcome. Did he not say he was his friend?

The prosecutor was smiling at Lee Suhyuk even while he was bleeding.

Somehow he felt that Suhyuk had only good people around him.

"Sir, the patient's blood pressure is dropping!"

At the nurse's urgent voice Oh moved quickly.

While he was being taken to the operating room, Dongsu blinked his eyes.

He felt that the injured area did not seem to hurt anymore. Dongsu, who was staring at the fluorescent lights pa.s.sing quickly above him, said to Suhyuk moving with him on the side,

"I'm afraid I might die before getting married."

"Don't speak of such nonsense! You will survive by any means possible."

"Okay, let me check your capabilities as a doctor."

Suhyuk could see his slightly trembling fingers. He was clearly feeling nervous, even though his expression and tone were portrayed calmly.

Smiling with some effort, Suhyuk said to Dongsu, "You heard of my skills, right? Super great skills. So just take a nap and wake up once it's all over."

Dongsu nodded his head slowly, and then he arrived at the door to the surgery room.

Having gone through, the door slowly closed, and the detectives who looked at him go in blankly, soon spoke to each other,

"He'll be okay, right?"

"I just don't understand why he showed up at the crime scene in the first place."

"But the guy who just followed him is our prosecutor's friend, right?"

"Yeah, right! It looks like the guy who grabbed the criminal was the one we saw before on the TV!"

Now the detectives could understand why he insisted on going to Daehan hospital.

He went to the hospital because he wanted to see his friend that he usually boasted of.

The surgery team was formed in an instant. And Dongsu went through all kinds of examinations needed for the surgery. Fortunately, his organs were fine, but the wounded areas stabbed by the knife were very messy and disordered. In addition, his blood pressure was continuously falling.

When Dongsu was led by the nurses and headed straight to the operating room, Suhyuk moved along with them at the same time.

At that time, a resident's voice stopped his footsteps, "It's very rare for an intern to partic.i.p.ate in an emergency surgery. Did the professor give you any instructions?"

"Instructions?"

At his asking, the surgery team around him, disinfecting their bodies from their palms to their forearms, shook their heads. They usually saw him while they were coming and going at the hospital, and he was rumored to be a talented intern. After they were done with the disinfecting, they asked him if the professor instructed him,

"He's my friend. I would appreciate it if you could allow me to attend."

At his words, they frowned instantly, "Did you get permission from the professor?"

"No."

"Get out!"

It was a decisive exit order.

Suhyuk's face hardened instantly.

He really wanted to stay by his side, but the resident and nurses' eyes were so stingy.

Well, he knew that even a family member was never allowed into the operating room, much less the patient's friend.

"Then, I expect you would take good care of my friend."

Suhyuk gave them hearty greetings. They did not care about it though, and disappeared into the surgery room.

At the moment when the automatic door opened, a professor entered and looked at Suhyuk blankly. He was none other than Prof. Han Myungjin of the thoracic surgery department.

"It's been a while, but what are you doing here?"

Suhyuk bowed his head slightly, saying, "My friend came here as an emergency patient, so I came here and I'm sorry for being a bother."

The professor, nodding, pa.s.sed by him and cleaned his hands thoroughly.

Suhyuk then said when he was going into the surgery room, "I hope he's in good hands!"

"Hey, your friend was hurt. Are you going away? I did not see as such a mean guy."

At his words, his eyes grew bigger, and he said quickly, "I would appreciate it if you could allow me to attend."

Prof. Han, wearing a surgical gown, opened his mouth, "What are you doing? Get ready quickly!"

"Thank you, sir."

Suhyuk went into the operating room.

The nurse, the cardiopulmonary resuscitator, and the residents checking the equipments at their respective locations suddenly frowned at him.

"I told you to get out!" shouted a resident approaching Suhyuk with glaring eyes.

Professor Han Myungjin, pa.s.sing by him, said briefly, "I called for him."

"Oh, yes…"

n.o.body raised any further objections. Rather, they looked at Prof. Han with respectful eyes.

If anyone was injured, he did not mind riding an ambulance or helicopter no matter where he was just to get to the patient. Even more surprising was his clinical record. One time he spent 31 hours treating a patient in the operating room, and did that continuously without rest. It was natural for such a person to be respected by other doctors. As everyone was preparing for the surgery, Suhyuk approached Dongsu.

"Wake me up if I oversleep," said Dongsu with a slight smile.

Though it was a playful joke, Suhyuk was able to notice his hidden meaning at once.

That meant he wanted to open his eyes immediately after the surgery.

Suhyuk showed the same smile as always to him.

"It'll be over soon. So, just take a short nap and don't worry about it."

"I'm starting the anesthesia."

At the anesthesiologist's words, Dongsu looked at the light pouring from above.

The light was too bright.

'What is mom doing now? Will she make kimchi today for work? d.a.m.n kimchi. I just keep telling her to buy it like other people.'

"Huuuuuhh…"

A white breath filled the mask covering his mouth and then disappeared.

"I feel sleepy," Dongsu went to sleep with such murmuring.

Professor Han Myungjin, who confirmed that he was completely asleep, opened his mouth,

"We have a patient with a stab wound. Let me start the operation. It looks like there wasn't any damage to the organs when I look at the image shots. However, as there might be some subtle bleeding, we still have to look into that."

The a.s.sistants nodded.

They recalled what Prof. Han kept telling habitually.

The machine does not lie, but you never believe it until you open the belly and check it with your own eyes. Only a surgeon who completed a countless number of surgeries could say that.

"Bobby (electric knife)."

When the professor reached out his hand, the a.s.sistant next to him gave it to him.

He frowned, moving with the bobby.

The wound surfaces were quite messy.

After stabbing him, the attacker twisted the knife.

With the smell of burning flesh, Dongsu's flank was opened.

Organs that were stained with blood were not visible enough to examine.

"Irrigation, please. Wash the organs quickly."

At his instruction, the a.s.sistants poured the saline solution into his belly.

On such occasions, they used the suction to drain the saline mixed with blood.

At that moment Han Myungjin's voice made Suhyuk turn his head.

"Mr. Lee Suhyuk!"

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Chapter 66

"I can not see the blood vessels over there. Can you hold the tools for me?"

At Prof. Han's instruction, the residents' eyes became wider.

The professor obviously wanted to give him the role of an a.s.sistant when he was already allowed into the operation room.

Prof. Han spoke to the resident on the opposite side to him at this time,

"Your eyes are bloodshot, so I guess you didn't sleep at all yesterday."

The resident opened his mouth awkwardly, "As I was on call, I had to see patients until this morning."

"I feel good seeing you working hard, but I think I need a break."

The professor pointed to the opened belly with his eyes.

"I can not see anything clearly."

Like Prof. Han said, the resident did not read his instructing gaze correctly.

He was just poking at the wrong organ.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'll try to do better."

"No, if you are tired, that can happen."

At his genuine remarks, the resident stepped back, reproaching himself.

Han opened his mouth again.

"Give Lee Suhyuk what you are holding."

"Okay, sir."

The resident, gazing at him with an unbelievable look, handed an iron tool to him, and he signaled with eyes that he should not make a mistake.

On the other hand, Han recalled the day when Suhyuk located the patient's C line.

His prompt response was still vivid in his mind.

'As he was such a smart student in his PK days, how much progress has he made since then… His securing a clear view for me must be a simple job for him.'

Some sort of expectancy was reflected in Han's eyes.

Suhyuk, who received the tool from the resident, replaced his position.

Han opened his mouth, "Pull it a little to the left."

Suhyuk pulled Dongsu's slightly opened belly without any hesitation.

At the same time, he frowned because of the pain in the shoulder caused by the motorcycle.

It was painful enough to make his arm tremble.

However, he endured it by biting his teeth. Rather, he gave more strength to the shoulder to stop his arm from trembling.

"I'll wake you up soon, Dongsu."

"Now that organ over there."

Even before Han spoke, Suhyuk had already moved his hands quickly.

He checked the surrounding areas near the stabbed wounds thoroughly. Besides, as if to catch anything that he could not see before, he broadened the view of the organs so that Prof. Han and the residents could see it clearly.

Han smiled dumbfoundedly at him. It looked like Suhyuk had done surgery several times before, though it was impossible. He fully satisfied his expectations, just as he had previously thought.

At that moment, a resident, standing beside the professor, opened his mouth,

"What are you doing here? Why aren't you following Prof. Han's instructions properly? Are you out of your mind?"

Han looked at him gently and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Lee is doing great. Just keep focusing on what you're doing."

At his words, everybody became dumb as an oyster.

Though they knew the professor as someone considered to be generous to his juniors, they did not expect that he would be just as much generous to an intern like that. They were also surprised at him in their heart.

For Suhyuk was looking into all the blood vessels and organs that they expected were bleeding. When Suhyuk let out a light breath, Han opened his mouth, "Fortunately, the inside is clean."

He did not see any bleeding or injuries on the organs.

"Keep giving a blood transfusion. What about the blood pressure and pulse?"

The nurse looking into the patient monitoring device said, "BP 120/90 and pulse 80."

Han turned his head and peered at Dongsu's face.

"As you're young, you are different. You're a young friend too," said Han.

Actually, Han's words could not explain if it would be a successful surgery.

Given that it's not an easy surgery, usually the blood pressure drops and the pulse becomes faster, and there could even be brain oxygen saturation. In addition, the patient before his eye was bleeding. Nonetheless, the patient monitor all showed that he was normal.

Prof. Han could not help but laugh, and so did Suhyuk wearing a little smile.

Obviously, he came to the emergency room as if he would collapse at once, but the typically strong Dongsu was once again displayed even in the surgery room.

There were no damaged organs and there was nothing to worry about.

Now only the suture remained. It would be a perfect task without leaving any inflammation later.

"Can you do the suture?" Han asked Suhyuk.

Suhyuk shook his head, "I do not think I can do it."

The professor made a surprised expression at his reply.

He located a patient's C line without hesitation and examined organs with his sophisticated technique. How could he not suture then?

When Han was thinking about it, Suhyuk paid attention to his painful shoulders.

Every time he gave strength, his arms jerked. He endured it against his will.

He felt he could do the suture, but not smoothly.

Of course, he really wanted to do the suture for Dongsu by himself, but he could not.

It was a wise decision to leave it to another resident.

Nodding at Suhyuk, Prof. Han asked the residents to do the finis.h.i.ng touches with suturing.

Soon the surgery simply ended without any difficulty or complications.

—–

Dongsu, who was lying in bed in the recovery room, slightly opened his closed eyelids. Then, soon his eyes opened smoothly. At that moment, the nurse who was checking his condition said, "You're awake. Can you see me? What's your name?"

Slowly moving his pupils, he said, "Ooops… It hurts."

At his words, the nurse flinched a bit, rather surprised.

She was worried about his possible showing signs of delirium.

That symptom came to those patients who had emergency surgeries, which caused them to act recklessly and not to recognize their acquaintances.

On such occasions the patients go as far as beating doctors and nurses.

The nurse murmured at Dongsu with a wry face.

"Looks like you have signs of delirium…"

"No, he's been like that for a very long time," said Suhyuk, who was standing behind her, and approached him.

"How do you feel?"

Touching his sutured belly, Dongsu made a funny face. It looked like he was both smiling and frowning his face. Maybe it was a mix of the pain he felt from the belly and his smiling face at his waking up.

"I feel thrilled and good about it."

Suhyuk laughed awkwardly. He might be the only patient in the whole of Korea who said something like that as soon as he woke up from anesthesia.

"By the way, what happened to Park Janghu? Did he wake up from his unconsciousness?"

"Don't you think you have to swear at the guy who stabbed you first before worrying about such a thing?"

"Well, it's my iron rule to catch a suspect before my eyes."

"That's a detective's job. You're a prosecutor."

The two looked at each other quietly. In the meantime, the nurse checked Dongsu's condition leisurely. All the measurements were okay.

"You have to stay in bed at the hospital for a week," said Suhyuk.

Looking up at the ceiling, Dongsu replied, "If my mom finds out about this, I'll get a big scolding. Can I be discharged earlier?"

"Don't even dream about it."

—–

One week pa.s.sed quickly. Dongsu was transferred to a room reserved for a single patient, and while he was there, the detectives stopped by the room as if they were reporting to work there.

That was the same for Suhyuk. After he'd finished for the day, he went to see Dongsu unless he had other calls.

Late in the night today, he went to see him.

When Suhyuk went into the room, Dongsu, sitting on the bed, welcomed him, shuffling his feet.

"You came very early today. You are far from busy, right?"

With a silly smile, he said, "How do you feel now?"

"As you can see, I'm perfectly fine. As you know, I'm strong and robust, right?"

At that moment Dongsu's head turned to the entrance of the room.

"Oh, you've just arrived sister?"

Suhyuk turned back.

"Hey, my cute brothers!"

It was reporter Han Jihye.

She was all smiles on her face.

Maybe it was because she had not met them in such a long time?

Suhyuk spoke to her first, "Hey", and then looked at Dongsu.

There was something that he instinctively recalled. The guy he took to the emergency room from before, he heard from Dongsu that the guy was a serial rapist. It then made sense why she came here to meet him.

Obviously Dongsu must have contacted her.

"Lee Suhyuk, you haven't contacted me for so long. Are you saying you're too busy as a doctor?"

At her curt words, Suhyuk opened his mouth awkwardly, "I was hectically busy."

She nodded her head as if she understood him. A doctor's job is really busy and time consuming.

She met Dongsu occasionally, because as her profession was that of a reporter, she maintained contact with him from time to time. However, it's been a long time since she met Suhyuk.

"You look more handsome than before."

She felt she could smell something masculine from him because she finally met him after such a long time.

"Do you have a girlfriend? If not, can I introduce one to you?"

"Well, I don't want to get one right now."

Having said that, a young lady came to his mind. Around this time she was helping her father, with her sleeves rolled up.

"Sister, please introduce one to me. Please!"

Rising from the seat, Dongsu smiled at her, receiving a fruit gift box.

Han looked at both of them with a dubious look.

Fine professions and handsome faces.

Why aren't the girls thinking about s.n.a.t.c.hing these fine men?

"Please, please!" demanded Dongsu.

She smiled at him, and said, "Okay! You said you want a s.e.xy woman, right? Let me introduce one to you sooner or later."

And then she asked Suhyuk this time, "What kind of girl do you want?"

"Well…"

When he slurred, she looked at him strongly, saying, "Yeah, just say it. Don't feel any burden from answering."

She was full of enthusiasm as if she were ready to bring a Miss Korea lady to him.

"Please don't reveal my name in your report," said Suhyuk.

It was really burdensome for him to be put into the spotlight by the media, which he felt every time it happened.

At his words, Han opened her eyes wider.

"Suhyuk, it's a misunderstanding. Last time when you caught the criminal, I didn't put your name in my report."

That was true. She did not reveal his name anywhere in her report. Netizens on the internet found out it was him though. They reported his name.

The name of Lee Suhyuk is heavy, but at the same time it's light, so it just flies with the wind to the point of his ident.i.ty getting revealed to the people easily.

Was Suhyuk even aware of this?

Suhyuk smiled bitterly at Han, who was wearing a bright smile.

"Please report as if it were not about me."

Han said with a promise, "Sure, if you want it that way. I won't reveal even the surname 'Lee' in the report."

Suhyuk nodded his head, thinking that was enough.

However, there was no way of knowing the results. In other words, the possibility was there that one day his name would find its way into the media with a big news headline again.

At that moment everybody turned their heads to the entrance of the room.

There was a gentleman dressed casually in training pants. He was Kim Hyunwoo.

"Are you okay?"

Dongsu smiled awkwardly, saying, "Why did you come here when you're so busy? I was thinking of see you sooner or later, and I'd like to see your mother again too."

Suhyuk greeted him too, asking, "How are you, sir?"

Kim smiled gently, responding, "I feel good seeing both of you like this together. Come on in guys!"

At his words, several men came into the room at once.

They looked for a proper place to put down large flowers and a humidifier.

With wider eyes, Dongsu said, "I've already got them all here in the room…"

Kim, looking around the room, said, "Don't you think that brand new stuff are better?"

He then grinned wickedly, which was a pleasant smile that made others follow suit.

So, the three of them met once again after such a long time and they merrily chatted away with lots of laughs.

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Chapter 67

Suhyuk was moving one of his shoulders in a circular motion. He had the shoulder struck by a motorcycle. He did not feel pain there anymore and the bruising in his biceps was going down, and new cells were replacing the damaged ones. His bones were not injured, and he did not need any treatment because it was just a bruise. Over time his body will heal itself anyway, he thought.

It was now lunch time, and Suhyuk went to see Dongsu. He was packing his stuff to leaving having finished with the discharge procedure. Noticing Suhyuk, he grinned.

"Thanks to you, I've caught one criminal," he said.

He was talking about the guy who committed serial rape.

Suhyuk could not help but smile. He just took the guy to the emergency room because he was involved in a traffic accident without knowing who he was. Then he turned out to in fact be a criminal on the loose.

Sitting on the bed, Suhyuk said with a worried voice, "What about the guy who stabbed you? Was he caught?"

Dongsu kitted his brows, saying, "He was last seen in Yongsan, but escaped nimbly like a mouse."

"How bold he is… How can he stab a prosecutor?"

"Well, thugs these days don't fear anybody. They just wield their tools at anyone."

At his words Suhyuk shook his head. He told him several times to understand what his profession was, and make a distinction between a detective and a prosecutor. He would not listen.

While packing his stuff, Dongsu squatted on the bed, saying, "You said you have something to say."

"I was involved in a hit-and-run."

Dongsu looked at him here and there at his words.

"Hit-and-run? Where? How come you are okay then?"

With a gentle smile, Suhyuk told him about the traffic accident involving the serial rapist.

While listening to him quietly, Dongsu had a dubious expression on his face, and said, "It happened near Hana's Rice Soup store…"

"Yes, and she was. .h.i.t by a motorcycle at the same place before."

"The suspect wearing a helmet?"

Suhyuk nodded his head.

The two were silent for a moment. While they were thinking, Dongsu spoke first

"Just trust in me."

Suhyuk spoke to him while rising from the seat, "Sorry to bother you. I should have taken this to the police directly."

Dongsu grinned, saying, "No, you don't have to say sorry. It's my duty to get rid of the evil people like this."

After tapping him on the shoulder several times, Dongsu headed for the entrance of the room. When Suhyuk was about to escort him out, Dongsu turned back and said,

"Don't bother to escort me. Thanks for waking me up."

"I didn't do anything. I just watched on the side."

Dongsu shook his head as if that was not true.

He remembered Suhyuk approaching him who was lying in bed nervously. When he saw Suhyuk's eyes, he felt comfortable. He relaxed him, with silent words: 'Just trust me.'

With anesthesia, he could go to sleep comfortably, and when he woke up, he could see him as expected.

"I'm leaving now."

Detectives approached Dongsu who waved his hands without turning back, and soon they disappeared into the elevator.

He still had more or less 20 minutes of lunch time left.

Suhyuk went up to the Sky Park on the rooftop of the hospital.

He had only one reason for doing that. He wanted to see the faces of his intern friends who gathered there during their break time. Sitting on the benches, they were letting out a big sigh.

Suhyuk approached them with a smile. They waved their hands at him.

"Hey, is this the Prince of Blood Collection and the CT Genius?"

With an awkward smile, he sat on the bench.

"Are you guys doing alright?"

The faces of his friends who welcomed him with bright smiles turned grim.

"Don't ask that. I got given a scolding from the professor because I checked the patient's vital signs incorrectly. It's only a minute difference. I was ordered to be on call day and night."

Splitting his hair, the intern a.s.signed to the internal medicine department said,

"I should have memorized all types of medicine until in the morning because I mentioned a possible surgery instead of medication."

"How about you, Suhyuk?"

At a woman intern's asking, he just made a gentle smile, saying, "Just so-so."

It's already been two months since they started the interns.h.i.p period.

So far they have had no major incidents, but it could happen anytime.

An incident was supposed to happen due to misjudgment. It's already too late when they find out it's misjudgement. That was not an exception, even to Suhyuk.

Suhyuk made a resolve once again not to lower his guard.

At that moment an intern rose from the bench, saying, "I have to go. If I'm late, I may have to stay up through the night."

Other interns began to stand up one by one, and so did Suhyuk to wrap up his a.s.signment.

"Did you have a delicious lunch?" asked resident Im Gyongsu, turning over the chart.

Other interns a.s.signed to the surgery department were busy with other stuff.

Only Suhyuk was left alone as he had already completed his a.s.signment.

"I hear the professor allowed you into the operation room."

"Yes, looks like he allowed me in because my friend was getting surgery."

"I hear you also had a chance to use some surgery equipments, and secured the view for operation."

When he nodded his head, Im shook his head slightly.

He thought Suhyuk was only good at a.n.a.lyzing CT, but was stunned when he heard from residents who went into the operation room with him what he had done. He secured the operation view for the professor perfectly! It was really unbelievable, but everybody in the room said the same thing. Did he learn it from books too? Even though he learned it from books and videos, actual clinical practice was different from that.

Im could not help but think he was a born genius.

"Follow me!" said Im, and turned around with his white gown fluttering away.

He continued talking while walking, "Didn't you do disinfection and simple sutures a lot?"

"Yes," said Suhyuk shortly.

"We're going to do abdominal puncture and drainage now. Though you don't have anything to do there right now, you will have to do it many, many times when you're a.s.signed to the surgery department. Got it?"

When Suhyuk nodded his head, he went into the adjacent patient's room.

Two nurses were preparing things for abdominal puncture while checking the ultrasound device.

Looking at Suhyuk, one of the nurses made a shy dimple on her face, which was invisible to him.

Approaching the patient, Im smiled and said, "It stings a bit when you get given anesthesia."

It was a man in his late 30s. He grinned and nodded.

Before applying the abdominal puncture, Im checked his belly with the ultrasound device. He was checking the exact location because other organs might be touched during the operation if not careful.

Looking at the image on the ultrasound device quietly, he began to disinfect the man's belly, and the he marked X on the area 5 cm below the navel with a permanent marker. That was the location where he would inject the needle. He put a sterilized sheet with a hole on the patient's belly, and made sure the X mark was visible through the open hole.

"You will now be given anesthesia."

Suhyuk was watching Im's procedures quitely.

Suhyuk nodded at the process of anesthetizing the fascia in order, subcutaneously, perpendicularly to the abdominal wall. It was a neat procedure.

However, it looked like the patient did not feel the same way.

His face was frowned at the sting of the needle.

Im also added enough anesthetic to the peritoneum for the last time. It was an injection for drainage, so he applied anesthesia well into the peritoneum. He waited until the patient's belly was fully under the anaesthetic. Soon he began to move. He placed the needle for drainage right in the place marked X. Though it looked like he simply injected the needle, he did it without touching the muscle rectus. If the needle is pierced through it, there could be bleeding as a result of damaged arteries and veins, but Im avoided it exactly.

The patient frowned his face when he felt a needle was pierced into his belly, but soon went back to normal. The anesthesia worked well, as planned.

"It's important to pay attention, starting from here."

Suhyuk nodded at his words.

If the needle inside the belly touches other organs, it will cause an instant perforation. Accordingly it required a high degree of concentration and delicate technique.

Finally Im's needle was placed into the patient's abdominal cavity.

At that moment Suhyuk's voice came into his ears.

"Sir!"

Frowning his face, Im looked at him with curious eyes.

He was holding his wrist.

He opened his mouth calmly, "I think you have placed the needle too deep."

Im knitted his brows suddenly, and murmured to him, reading the patient's countenance,

"What are you doing before the patient? Just let go of my wrist!"

Despite his icy words, Suhyuk would not move. He did not release his wrist at all.

"If you place it any deeper, it could cause a perforation."

Suhyuk had no intention to release him it at all. It seemed that the needle, when placed a little deeper, could cause a perforation in the organs. Then the patient would need additional treatment.

If the complications became serious, he might need emergency surgery for peritonitis.

He could not let the patient go through that.

"What the h.e.l.l, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

Im, with a blush, looked at the nurse.

"Put the ultrasound mouse on the belly."

He wanted to show Suhyuk clearly where the needle was placed, so he could let go of his wrist.

A little later Im just blinked his eyes after confirming it through the ultrasound monitor, and was frozen in place, just like a stone statue.

To their suprise, the needle was stopped right before the intestine. It was dangerously close to it, so that even a little trembling of the hand could cause perforation.

Suhyuk's hand holding Im's wrist was lifted up a bit, so the needle became distanced from it.

When Im looked at him, Suhyuk had already let go of his arm.

After that, the two did not talk to each other at all. Suhyuk just looked on while Im was doing the procedure, and Im just focused on his work calmly.

To their embarra.s.sment, everybody was silent until they were done with the drainage and cleaned up.

Finis.h.i.ng the procedure, Im smiled to the patient, saying, "The surgery was done well. Thanks for your patience."

"Thanks so much for your hard work!"

Im exchanged a few more words with the patient, and went out of the surgery room.

So did Suhyuk, and followed him.

While walking down the hall, Im did not say anything. The suddenly he opened his mouth,

"Can you just keep it to yourself?"

Suhyuk made a curious expression, as if he did not understand what he was talking about.

"I mean what happened a moment ago."

Suhyuk said gently, "Did anything happen a moment ago?"

Im grinned at his remarks suggesting he did not know anything about it.

"Let's have a drink together someday."

Im walked ahead of him even before he replied.

"Hi… sir."

Suhyuk turned back his head at the sudden voice coming from behind him.

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Chapter 68

She was a pretty nurse with a small dimple on her face.

"Did you call me?"

She nodded at his question. She was shy enough not to meet her eyes with his.

The nurse, looking at his tiptoes, barely opened her mouth,

"Well…"

"Yes, go ahead."

"Here you are!"

She suddenly held out both her hands. A folded piece of paper was in her hands.

Suhyuk received it with a dubious look.

"What is this?"

He could not continue asking though, because the nurse was disappearing from him as if she were fleeing.

When she was completely out of sight, he opened it.

It read like this: 'h.e.l.lo, Mr Lee Suhyuk. I've been watching you since the days you've been a PK trainee. Only now can I pluck up my courage and appear before you. May I have coffee or dine with you when you're available? If you don't mind, please call me on 010-4827…'

Reading the note, he laughed with a puzzled look.

Is this a sort of a love letter that he heard about people receiving before?

The nurse, who escaped from him, was letting out a short breath, leaning against the wall. Her heart thudding against her chest never stopped. She tried to calm down, caressing her hot face with her hands, but could not calm down at all.

"I wonder if I did that uselessly…"

"No, you did it well!" popped out a voice from the side. It was a fellow nurse two years older than her.

"What should I do sister? I'm afraid he won't give me a call…"

At her crestfallen voice, she told her not to worry, saying, "In my opinion, he's going to call you for sure, 100%. You're pretty, so be confident. You deserve it! You declined when others doctors confessed to you? Then, why? Are you so nervous because you're the one who confessed first?"

"Yes."

She nodded weakly. Han Binna. She has been watching Suhyuk since he was a PK student.

It was more correct to say he naturally came to be favored in her eyes.

When she first saw him, she thought that he talked much less than other PK students. She just thought that was all there was to him, but at some point she came to see him often, even though he was a PK student going around the wards for clinical practice.

Was it because she became conscious of him at some point? Was it because he was handsome? No, it seemed that's not the case.

Is there any particular reason why someone likes another?

Pa.s.sing by him, she came to notice him, and at some point he was deeply ingrained into her heart. That's it. To add a little more, he was less talkative than others, and made an occasional smile. His smiles that he gave patients were so warm.

She's kept a sort of one-side love for him in her heart for the past one year.

"The way I see it, he will contact you today."

At her fellow nurse's words, she really wished he would do so.

A woman in her early fifties.

Suhyuk was disinfecting her sutured belly. As she had surgery only just two days ago, she might develop complications and inflammation, so she needed constant care.

"Oh, I feel so good."

At her reaction, Suhyuk grinned a bit.

"Do you feel uncomfortable in any area?"

"No, I like your disinfecting work. When other doctors do it, I feel so much stinging."

Im, standing in the distance, could not help but smile bitterly, because the doctor she was referring to was he.

After he was done with the disinfection, Suhyuk was cleaning up.

Shaking his head, he said, "He's an alien."

Whatever a.s.signment he's tasked with, he was doing it with great effort, and completing task to the end. There was nothing he could not do. So Im decided to stop fixating on him, thinking like this: 'he must be a genius or an alien.'

When he felt that way, he felt much more relaxed.

He felt it was only natural that he was more than a match for him.

"I'm done!" said Suhyuk.

He approached Im.

"Good job man."

His calm face indicated that he did what he was supposed to do.

Im was not surprised about it at all anymore.

"Let's go."

Following him quietly, Suhyuk asked him, "What kind of patient is it this time?"

"Just go back and take a break at your lodging."

Suhyuk made a dubious expression. It was 5pm.

Usually it was the rule for the interns to go around the hospital until 9pm.

He recalled the woman resident of the pediatrician department, called a Witch by the interns.

When interns are doing something wrong, or make mistakes, she did not give them any a.s.signments and let them take a long break. Was the resident walking weakly with shoulders drooping the same sort of person from the same cla.s.s?

Until now he felt that he did not make any mistakes in the surgery department, but he wanted to ask anyway,

"Sir, did I make any mistakes?"

Im grinned wickedly.

"Yes," he said, murmuring to himself, 'You're doing what I'm supposed to do myself.'

But he did not speak what he had in mind.

Im turned around and folded his arms, asking, "How many patients did you complete the rounds for?"

"Thirteen patients."

"Yes, I'm in charge of 13 patients. How about their condition?"

"They're all good."

"Now, what should you do?"

Suhyuk was speechless. Interns are supposed to learn and carry out duties under the supervision of the primary physician. Then, Suhyuk made the rounds with all the patients and offered appropriate treatment already. In other words, his job was done.

Contrary to his thinking like that, there were an indefinite number of things interns were supposed to take care of. For example, checking patients' conditions from time to time and reporting or waiting indefinitely at the ICU while watching the patient monitor. In addition, they had to carry out other ch.o.r.es.

However, Im did not give them such instructions out of consideration for Suhyuk.

He carried out any instructions without any problem. He did not make any mistakes or cause any difficult troubles. And today Suhyuk prevented him from making a possible perforation in the patient's intestine.

"I won't call you unless I have to, so go and take a sound break."

Saying so, he turned back. Then he raised one of his fingers and said, "Didn't I tell you already? Reserve your weekend for me. Let me treat you to a drink."

A pleasant smile was on Suhyuk's face.

"Yes, sir."

When he arrived at his lodging, he lay on the bed. When did he ever lie on the bed at this hour?

It's been really a long time. He even felt it's something unexpected.

What were his fellow interns doing now?

Were they doing well or were they getting a scolding? Most likely it was the latter.

When he recalled each one's face, he smiled. When they tried hard and made a lot of efforts in their studies, they would certainly be reliable doctors later on.

He turned around on the bed. Then he heard a rustle of paper getting folded in the middle of his pocket. "Oh, that's right…"

Rising from the bed, he unfolded the letter from the nurse.

She said she liked him for one year. Such a long time.

Suhyuk took out his cell phone. He anyhow felt thankful for her as she cared about him like that. He wrote down a text message and sent it to her cell phone.

When he was about to lie on the bed again, his phone rang.

"Thanks so much for your message. I thought you wouldn't send one. Thanks. When can you take time out? I'd like to treat you to a meal or coffee."

Suhyuk did not agonize about it that long. He was done early for the day, and the resident told him to take a break.

"Shall I see you at the bus stop in front of the hospital at 7pm?"

"Yes, I'll see you then."

Confirming the message, Suhyuk checked the time. 6pm sharp.

He had enough time. He closed eyes while lying in bed. When he opened his eyes, 30 minutes already pa.s.sed.

Casually dressed, he moved right away. The hospital lobby was crowded with people when it was already evening time.

"Sir!"

Suhyuk heard a voice coming quietly from the side. It was Han Binna.

With a blush on her face, she bowed her head.

"h.e.l.lo."

As if she met him for the first time today, she said h.e.l.lo to him.

Suhyuk also bowed his head.

"h.e.l.lo, where shall we go?"

At his asking, she felt as if her hairs were becoming white.

She was trying to calm down her pounding heart at the thought of she meeting him exclusively.

She tried to remember some delicious restaurants that she knew of, and fortunately she could think of one.

"Have you eaten yet?"

With a slight smile, he shook his head.

"That's good then… Do you like spaghetti?"

"I like any food. Let's go."

When he moved first, she came close to him cautiously. No, she walked a bit away from him.

She felt as if she was going to have a heart attack if she got any closer to him.

Going out of the hospital, they got on a bus. They were heading for a famous pasta restaurant in Sinchon.

Even though it was the closing hour of the day for the bus service, there were not many people on the bus so as it to be crowded.

Yet, there was only one seat vacant.

Suhyuk yielded the seat to her.

"Please have a seat."

Staggering at the trembling of the bus, she waved her hand, saying, "I'm fine. Please have a seat."

Smiling quietly, he gestured with his eyes to her, pointing to the seat.

She then sat on it helplessly, and looked outside.

She had to say whatever she wanted to, but she could not because her thoughts were all mixed up. She tightened her grip on her hands on the bag. It was clear that she was nervous. He could feel it.

"By the way, may I have your name?"

At his soft voice, she answered, "My name is Han Binna."

"It's a beautiful name."

"Thanks."

"Do you work in the surgery department?"

"Yes!"

People on the bus began to pay their attention to them slowly, because she came up with an answer clearly like a robot whenever he asked her a question.

Her appearance like that made the hearts of other young guys on the bus pound.

For not only did she have a cute dimple but also her face was pretty.

"We have to get off here."

She pushed the bell and stood up. Guided by her, he walked to the pasta restaurant.

"Do you know about it, sir?"

"What is it?"

Suhyuk looked at her. At that moment she, who was glancing at him, turned her head instantly. She felt it keenly today that it was so difficult for her to meet her eyes with someone else's.

"You're so famous among the nurses."

"Am I?"

"Yes."

He asked with a puzzled look.

"Why?"

"You're so good at collecting blood and a.n.a.lyzing CT. Rumor has it that you're already like a resident. And they say you are so handsome…"

He smiled bitterly. It was neither good nor bad for him. But he was only a novice.

Then, his eyes became wide. The woman walking toward him was familiar to him.

Thinking about it, he grinned before he knew it. She looked like Hana.

'Did she finish work at this time?' Yes, it was likely that.

"We are here, sir."

At her voice, Suhyuk turned his head to the side.

It was a wooden restaurant specializing in spaghetti, emitting a warm atmosphere.

A glimpse of the restaurant was seen inside the window.

Very crowded. 'She said she liked spaghetti.'

Suhyuk, who thought of one woman in his mind, followed Han.

"Hey!"

He turned back at the sharp voice, and murmured to himself,

"Well, speak of the devil…"

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Hana was walking with men in suits. They looked like her colleagues at the company she worked for.

She came up to Suhyuk and spoke,

"Looks like you finished up work early today."

Saying so, she looked at Binna.

"h.e.l.lo!"

Binna bowed her head. So did Hana.

"h.e.l.lo, who is she…?" Hana asked him.

He agonized for a moment as to what to say, but it was only for a very brief moment.

He opened his mouth instantly, "She is my colleague at the hospital."

"Ah…"

She was really beautiful in Hana's eyes. In particular, her dimples looked so cute even to the eyes of a woman like her. And her small face too.

"h.e.l.lo, I'm Suhyuk's friend. My name is Kim Hana."

"My name is Han Binna."

At that moment her colleagues called her from the back.

"Ms. Hana, our section chief is waiting. Come back quickly."

"I'm coming now."

Replying like that, she alternately looked at Suhyuk and Han.

Hana made a smile at them. Though they could not recognize that her smile was tinged with a hint of something like loneliness.

"I have a dinner meeting with my colleagues. So, have a good time!"

Suhyuk looked at her quietly.

"Your friend is really beautiful."

He nodded his head slowly at Binna's words.

"Actually she has good characteristics, and she is kind-hearted."

While looking at her disappearing among the restaurant guests, Suhyuk turned around instantly.

"Let's go in."

The two went into the pasta restaurant. A lady was looking at them from the distance.

She was none other than Hana.

"Ms. Hana, what are you doing? Come join us quickly!"

"Yes!"

Suhyuk and Binna moved, guided by the waitress at the restaurant.

Fortunately there was one table left, so they sat there.

"What kind of spaghetti do you like?"

Suhyuk looked at the menu at the sound of her voice.

Well, he has never had spaghetti before even up to now.

So many kinds of similar spaghetti, and the price was so expensive.

That was understandable. Binna could only stop by this place a few times per month.

The prices were so expensive, but the food was so delicious.

That's why she took him there. As it was the first time she met him, she wanted to treat him to delicious food.

Blinking her eyes, she was either looking at the menu, or stealing a glance at Suhyuk gently.

Even after reading the menu for some time, he seemed not to have picked any food.

"Bongole pasta is well known at this place."

Suhyuk, while staring at the menu, raised his head and said, "Let me have it, then."

Nodding her head, she made a little smile. A bright smile befitting her name Binna.

They soon ordered from the menu, and Suhyuk looked around. Young men and women having delicious food while gazing at each other. To him, he felt envious when he found them laughing at each other with a lovely look, but that kind of sentiment was felt only very brief.

He had so much work to do in the future. After his interns.h.i.p, he was to start residency, which he currently felt was something like a distant future. Of course, it was not something he could not accomplish if he walked step by step toward his goal. Yeah, for the sake of his dream.

He wanted to be the best doctor more than anything else.

"Your bongole is ready."

The waitress put down a dish of Bongole, before he realised, with steam rolling up from it.

"Enjoy the food!"

Mixed with plump clams and scattered parsley, it was a really appetizing pasta.

Binna, like the waitress, said, "Please enjoy it!"

"You too, Ms. Binna."

The two started eating. As if she were making a careful gesture of eating, she put in her mouth a few strands of pasta cautiously. Suhyuk was different. The pasta was gone with a few strokes of his fork. An expensive price for a small amount of pasta.

Though it was delicious enough, he felt it was not his kind of food.

'Is it because my taste is so cheap?'

A pot of hangover rice and soup came to his mind, plus soju to drink.

His thinking reaching at that point, Suhyuk suddenly felt he made a mistake.

Binna on the opposite side did not yet finish even half her pasta.

He ate it so fast. He needed to moderate his eating pace, but did not.

With an embarra.s.sed look, he said, "I ate rather fast, didn't I?"

Binna shook her head hard, and showed a bright smile.

"I'm so glad that you liked it. Actually I was a bit worried…"

She dropped her head, while looking at him.

Though she met his eyes only briefly, she had a blush on her face.

"Shall we stand up?"

"You didn't have it all yet. So, please go ahead and enjoy it slowly. I ate too fast…"

With a surprised look, she waved her hands.

"I had a lot for lunch, so my stomach is full even now. I think I can stop here!"

Suhyuk smiled slightly.

"Shall we get up then?"

"Yes!"

Rising from the table abruptly, she grabbed the check. Then, Suhyuk held out his hand, and said, "The check is on me this time. Looks like you didn't eat it much because of me."

She shook her head from side to side.

"No, no. I ate my fill, and it's me who offered to eat first."

Going to the counter, she paid for it immediately.

They went out of the pasta house.

At the door Suhyuk said, "Are you going home?"

As a nurse she did not need to stay at the lodging.

"Yes."

Then she explained about the direction of her house. She did not know why she was talking about it.

"Your direction is in the opposite of mine. Are you coming to work tomorrow?"asked Suhyuk with a sorry expression.

She nodded her small face, and he smiled at her.

"Before it gets darker, please go home. I'll see you tomorrow then."

Binna smiled, bending her waist, and said, "Thanks for your concern. You too, take care then. See you tomorrow."

Suhyuk bent his head quietly and said goodbye, and then he moved to get on the bus.

Binna was quietly looking at him disappearing into the crowds.

How could they part like this after eating…

She murmured to herself, looking at him barely seen in the distance,

"I know a cart bar on the street that serves terrific side dishes. Shall we go there?"

'Why didn't I say that to him?'

She hit her head with her own hands. 'Stupid! Stupid!'

At that moment a man approached her, saying, "Well.. you're my ideal type. Can you give me your contact number…?"

"Sorry, I have a lover…"

She left the scene right away.

At the pasta restaurant where Suhyuk and Binna left behind, two women were entering inside. They were Hana and her company friend.

"You had meat already, and then want pasta too?"

"Yes, I hear it tastes so delicious here!"

Inside the restaurant she looked inside closely.

At that moment a waitress came up and asked, "Welcome. How many are you?"

"Sorry, let me come next time," said Hana.

Hana left the place right away. Her friend looked at her with a suspicious look.

"I thought you said you want pasta?"

Hana showed a sorry expression.

"Instead of pasta, shall we have another drink?"

A sigh came out her mouth, which n.o.body could understand.

—–

Oh Byungchul was grinning at Suhyuk in the hallway, and then looked at the other two interns.

"Glad to meet you. Some of you know me, some are seeing me for the first time. I'll spend the next one month with you. My name is Oh Byungchul. Right now the chief is busy, so let me introduce him later. Welcome to the Emergency Medical Department!"

To the interns, his voice sounded like that of the angel of the death.

In some way, life at the emergency medical department was much harder than at the surgery department.

It was because they had to take care of those taken into the emergency room for all 24 hours of the day, and thus they had no sufficient time to themselves compared to any other department.

Looking at the interns with a calm expression, Oh smiled a bit.

He thought that though they looked calm on the surface, they were screaming in their hearts.

Except for only one person. Lee Suhyuk. He got two nicknames from the surgery department. CT genius and Alien.

Shaking his head a bit, Oh opened his mouth again.

"You just do what you're instructed to do. Personal opinion or questions are allowed only when you're free, okay?"

"Yes, sir!"

With such a vigorous reply, they went into the emergency room along with Oh.

And there they could not help but stand blankly.

A patient was swearing, complaining about abdominal pain, and there was a man bleeding profusely from his leg bones laid bare.

They felt dizzy and at a loss of what to do.

During their interns.h.i.p at other departments all they did was to follow the resident, and they did not get any big scolding if they did an errand well. But they really could not figure out what to do here.

"Doctor, it looks like this patient needs to have a CT as soon as possible!"

At the nurse's voice Oh looked at the interns in the back.

"You know where the shooting room is, right?"

"Yes!"

One intern, understanding Oh's words, went to the patient quickly.

Oh called a nurse pa.s.sing by.

"Ms Lee, here is an intern newly a.s.signed to our department. Please give him some work to do."

Oh smiled slightly, but the nurse hardened her face a bit.

She was already very busy, and even worse, she now had to take care of an intern.

"Did you ever disinfecting before?"

"Yes."

The nurse and intern disappeared, and now only Suhyuk was left alone.

Oh, touching his chin, looked at him and said, "You…"

"Sir!"

At the nurse's voice, Oh turned back his head.

The nurse among the ambulance crew was laying a patient on the bed.

Oh approached them quickly. It was a woman patient in her late 40s.

Though she had no external injury, she was making a big frown.

"Where do you feel pain?"

"I feel so painful as if my belly is splitting. Ooops, my belly!"

Oh raised her upper clothes and put the stethoscope on her.

"It seems like the main artery."

Oh looked at Suhyuk as if he was asking what he is talking about.

Suhyuk pointed to the patient's belly.

The spot right above the navel was pounding a bit as if it were hung with a heart.

Only with a careful examination could he notice it, and it lasted very briefly.

The pulse of the belly that bulged like a convex lens grew bigger.

It showed that the main artery swelled up as much as it could.

Oh called somewhere quickly. It was the emergency artery surgery team.

The patient was handed over to the team.

Oh said to Suhyuk, "Don't go away from me."

Suhyuk nodded his head, and that was the beginning of his interns.h.i.p.

"I suspect that the patient had pulmonary embolism. So oxygen should be given first of all."

"The patient is breathing well. What are you talking about?"

"The veins need to be expanded without causing hypoxia."

Suhyuk moved continuously. Carrying a patient to the shooting room directly, and handing over an emergency patient to another department team with the name of the patient's disease. He alone was carrying out the work of two persons without any problem.

He was doing the same thing at the same moment.

Checking the ultrasound of an emergency patient, he approached Oh, saying,

"I noticed about 1.5 cm of heterogenerous mixed echoiclesion. Looks like it was a gallstone. I think you can check it with a laparoscopic rather than doing laparotomy."

Oh just nodded his head blankly.

"Yeah, just as you did before, just hand the patient to the surgery team."

"Yes, sir."

Suhyuk was turning back.

Looking at him, Oh murmured before he knew it,

"What kind of star has he come from?"

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Oh Byungchul kept shaking his head, glancing at Suhyuk.

He carried out all the work he was instructed to so. Nothing he could not accomplish.

Oh felt all the more need to test him.

There were not many patients, and he had some free time.

At that moment, a patient with a wry face was taken to the emergency room.

Oh signalled his eyes to Suhyuk, "Can you take care of him?"

Suhyuk's eyes became wide. No resident has ever let him take care of a patient before.

That was only natural because he was an intern.

It was like giving up a patient to let an intern treat him or her.

Suhyuk understood that he would normally not be asked to do such a thing, but the opportunity now came along to him.

He has been waiting for that kind of instruction all this time.

"Thank you."

With a short answer he approached the patient sitting on the bed.

Oh shook his head once more at his att.i.tude.

'Thank you? Isn't it normal for an intern to get so nervous or tremble just like an intern?'

Besides, his eyes seemed to twinkle.

Oh followed him because he wanted to prevent him from making any trouble in advance.

A man with a wry face. He looked like a man in his early 20s.

Anybody looking at his behavior could figure out immediately that he had pain in his hand.

For he was supporting his right hand with his left one as if it were a splint.

Suhyuk opened his mouth, "Did your hand get hurt?"

He nodded his head.

"How did it get hurt?"

"When I fell, I supported myself on the ground with my left hand. I wonder if the bone was fractured."

"Let me briefly take a look."

Suhyuk held his hand cautiously. No signs of swelling.

"Were you okay in the past?"

"Yes, I think it hurts because I fell down."

Suhyuk nodded. He had no symptoms of edema.

This time he examined the figure of his hand. Given that there was no distortion, did he have a fracture?

"Can you move your fingers?"

His trembling fingers moved.

"Just turn your wrist."

The patient's wrist turned with effort. Given his grim face, it seemed he barely managed to turn it.

"Good job."

Saying so, Suhyuk pressed on the back of his hand with his thumb gently. When he pressed on one area, a painful moaning came out from the patient's mouth.

It was the area of anatomical snuffbox, a triangle-shaped concave seen when one raises his thumb with the palm open.

The name of a disease came to his mind. 'Scaphoid fracture.'

Where there is a scaphoid fracture, one feels a pressure and ache on their anatomical snuffbox, an area that connects the carpal bones. Whenever one uses their wrist, the scaphoid supports it. Because it is used constantly, it receives a lot of stimulation. Fractures can be common when one falls with one's hand supporting one's weight or when one's wrist is broken

Suhyuk opened his mouth, looking at Oh.

"Looks like it is scaphoid fracture."

A dubious expression was formed on Oh's face. How can he determine it's a bone fracture just by pressing the patient's one finger?

"Are you sure?"

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"I guess so."

"Take an X-ray shot."

At his instruction, Suhyuk took the patient to the shooting room, and then he came back to the emergency room and showed Oh a shot uploaded on PC.

Oh closely looked at the shot. He could not figure out anything though.

At that moment Suhyuk pointed to one area with his finger.

"Here…"

Oh opened his mouth immediately.

"You're right…"

Suhyuk nodded his head slowly.

He could understand easily what Oh could not figure out.

A scaphoid fracture is so small that even an X-ray can not catch it.

Ironically, an intern was generous enough to understand the sorry circ.u.mstances of a resident.

Of course, Oh could not know it even in his dreams.

Suhyuk spoke to him still fixing his gaze on the PC.

"Fortunately, he had no displaced fat pad. As his fracture is not severe, we can fix it with a plaster."

If one is seriously injured, it is difficult to recover from that injury, and if the blood circulation is not good in the scaphoid fracture, it can lead to the bone disintegrate. Accordingly, one diagnosed with a scaphoid fracture needs to go to the hospital quickly.

"How did you see it?"

At Oh's asking, he pointed to the X-ray shot.

"Don't you notice it here?"

Oh shook his head, and murmured to himself,

"Maybe you're right…"

Then he was speechless.

—–

Two weeks were pa.s.sing since Suhyuk had been a.s.signed to the emergency medical department. He was hectically busy during that time, and sleeping only three to four hours a day, he stayed there. He deserved it because it was his actual clinical practice. Oh stood by him faithfully, though. Though he trusted him, Oh was a bit worried. That's understandable because the label 'intern' accompanied Suhyuk. However skillful he was, a human being was supposed to make a mistake.

Suhyuk actively roamed around the hospital like a fish in water. As time went on, he looked like a superman. It was because of his way of speaking to and because of his glaring eyes at the patients, above all.

Three to four hours of sleep per day might have made him p.o.o.ped out, but once he saw patients, he received the patients warmly as if they were his family.

However, when he spoke to himself, he could not be icier. He was like that from the beginning.

His att.i.tude is still the same, and especially so when compared with his att.i.tude towards patients.

1am. Bending his knees, he was matching his eyesight with that of a 9-year-old boy's.

Such an att.i.tude showed how kind he was to patients.

"Do you still feel hurt?"

The boy, with watery tears in his eyes, nodded.

"You said the name of the dog that bit your fingers was Poppi?"

"Yes, sir."

"If she bites you again next time, bring her here. Let me punish her, so she can never do it again."

Suhyuk stroked his hair several times, and talked to his parents next to him,

"As you said she is a pet and she has been vaccinated, I didn't give him a preventive shot against rabies. I'm afraid though that he will lose a fingernail. You don't have to bring him here anymore because you can do disinfection easily at home."

When his parents nodded, Suhyuk waved his hands at the boy.

And then Suhyuk said, with a scary expression, "Don't get hurt and come back here. Okay?"

As if he understood his remarks, the boy grabbed his mother's hand quickly.

Watching them, Oh just shook his head because he looked like the boy's real older brother.

Did he tell the boy not to come to the hospital? A doctor would tell him to disinfect even a little wound and come back again to the hospital, because it would lead to monetary gains for the hospital. Can he say the same thing when he opens his own clinic later? Maybe not.

Suhyuk waved his hands at them leaving the hospital.

Then Oh came close to him.

"Let me tell you again, man. You should not overwork yourself. You're clearly doing this because you love it."

Other interns are so anxious to take a break, but he would come out even if he was not asked to do so.

"I'm alright," said Suhyuk.

"You don't look alright to me."

Actually his eyes looked drowsy, as if he would fall asleep instantly when he closed his eyes.

Like he said, Suhyuk was so tired. He felt his mind would clear if he could sleep for just one hour. But he could not. What if a new patient comes in during his sleep? He could not sleep, otherwise he would not be able to treat the patient.

"Hey, Oh Byungchul."

At someone's sharp voice Oh turned his head to the side, and Suhyuk too.

He was the chief of the emergency medical department.

Approaching Oh, he made a frown, and then he looked at Suhyuk standing a short distance away.

"Even though you're so busy, how could you let the intern take care of the patients? Are you crazy?"

Actually the chief could not take care of the interns because he himself was busy. Then he heard a strange rumor yesterday. It came from the nurses: an intern was treating patients in the emergency room. It turned out that the instruction was given by Oh, and the intern was Lee Suhyuk.

"In my eyes, he was so smart…"

At his words the chief's voice became even sharper.

"What? Are you going to take responsibility if he makes a smart mistake? Huh?"

"I'm sorry."

At his screaming Oh could not raise his head.

"Hey, intern!"

Suhyuk approached at the calling.

"Yes, sir."

The chief was staring at him sternly.

"An intern is only a trainee. An intern has a long, long way to go when it comes to learning. Then…"

"Who is raising their voice like this in the emergency room?"

They turned their heads. He was the professor at the emergency artery department. He was Prof. Kim Jinwook.

The chief bent his head and bowed. So did the other two.

"What happened?"

At Kim's asking, the chief looked at Suhyuk.

"I heard this intern consulted with patients and even treated them."

Kim, looking at Suhyuk, nodded his head slowly.

"Consultation and treatment… So? Did he cause any medical accident?"

"I don't mean that, but an intern's untrained action might cause the patient…"

Kim asked Suhyuk, "What kind of patients did you…"

He scratched his head. He treated so many patients to the point that he could not remember well. He spoke about one that came to his mind first.

"A patient with pseudoaneurysm…"

"Ooops, it was you who sent the patient to our team? I'd forgotten completely, but now I begin to remember it. How did you find the cause of the disease? As the patient doesn't feel pain usually, it's hard to find its cause."

"He was involved in a traffic accident. He had light bruises, but I had an X-ray taken of him, and found it out then."

Kim nodded his head, "What a strange chance that patient met!"

An aneurysm was a very dangerous disease when the treatment timing was missed. Because the patient does not appeal of any pain, doctors often missed it. Since Suhyuk found it out, did he not turn a coincidence into a strange chance?

Suhyuk and Prof. Kim were on speaking terms already, so the chief could not cut in.

Kim's glaring eyes were as if he were looking at gold bars.

Kim, while looking at Suhyuk with a laugh, said to the chief,

"Mr. Lee. This man is quite capable. If someone can treat a patient, regardless of rank, is it only right to a.s.sign him to actual clinical practice?"

"Still, professor… what if something wrong happens to the patient…"

"Well, let me take responsibility for that. I've known Mr. Lee for very long. Right, Mr. Lee?"

Suhyuk nodded his head, while the chief and Oh opened their eyes wider.

When they were being surprised like that, the nurse watching the patient's condition touched her cell phone, and thought to herself, "He told me to contact him when Prof. Kim approached Suhyuk." She sent the text message to him.

In no time at all did another professor arrive at the emergency room, fluttering his white gown.

He was none other than Prof. Lee Mansuk.

At his appearance, Kim smiled bitterly. How did he know to come here?

"I haven't seen you for a while in the emergency room," said Prof. Kim.

At his words, Prof. Lee made an expression as if he did not understand it all.

"Well, I've come in and out of this place often for a long time," said Prof Lee.

Prof. Lee then looked at Suhyuk and said, "You're having a hard time late in the night. Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, sir."

Prof. Lee and Prof. Kim replied at the same time, "Let's go."

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Chapter 71

Sauces stimulating the appet.i.te were sizzling away. The dish was bulgogi, barbequed beef.

Suhyuk sat before them. He was brought to this place from the emergency room by Prof. Kim and Prof. Lee.

Kim, filling Prof. Lee's gla.s.s with soju, spoke, "Strangely enough, you appear whenever I am meeting Suhyuk."

Prof. Lee made an expression as if he did not understand what he was saying.

"Well, it depends on your wording of the expression. Lee Suhyuk was just at the place where I went, and you were at the same place too."

The two men's eyes were strangely entangled in the air.

It looked like a spark would come out in the middle of them, but fortunately it did not.

"Please let me refill your gla.s.s," said Kim.

The two swallowed down their soju at once, and Kim spoke first, "These days, we have messy weather. It's warm sometimes and then cold. On such weather many patients with vascular diseases visit the hospital often, and at that, drunk. They need to drink moderately."

Prof. Lee's brows furrowed, but soon disappeared.

Vascular disease usually came to senior men. Clearly Kim was referring to him.

To him, Kim's remarks were taken as meaning that he should go back home quickly instead of doing harm to his health with drinking. Yes, Prof. Lee took it like that.

'After sending me home, you guys would have a great time.'

With a gentle smile, Prof. Lee filled the gla.s.s for Prof. Kim, saying,

"Well, I increased the amount of exercise I do these days, so I feel so good about my health. Thanks to that, I can drink more than before."

"Hahaha… That's good. Actually I was thirsty for a drink. As I saw you for the first time in a long while, I think I'd like to drink with you until we get totally drunk."

Prof. Lee looked at Kim with a suspicious look.

"By the way, is it okay for a professor of the emergency artery team to have a drink like this? As far as I know, you have to live at the hospital 24 hours of the day."

"Oh, I've got two smart fellows, so I don't worry. I can relax like this for one day, and that day is today."

Prof. Lee nodded his head.

"Okay. It's good for us to treat patients, but we're all doing this for a living, aren't we? Cheers!"

Prof. Lee offered the gla.s.s, and Prof. Kim clinked it with his right away. Did they not realise it?

Suhyuk was already asleep, leaning against the chair.

When the tension in the emergency room he felt was released, he fell into a sleep that he could not get enough of. It seemed like he slept for two hours when they were drinking. Rather he felt that he just blinked once during that time. In other words, he slept like a log.

After waking from sleep, Suhyuk could not help but sigh.

The two professors fell into a drunken sleep, with their heads down. Besides, each of their hands, with gla.s.ses put on the table, were frozen like a stone statue.

"Professor Kim!" Suhyuk shook his shoulder.

Though his body moved from side to side at his shaking, there was no reaction from him.

It was the same for Prof. Lee. Sweeping up his hair, Suhyuk's head moved to one side.

As many as 10 empty bottles of soju were piled up on the table.

At that moment the bar owner, cleaning up the tables, spoke to Suhyuk gently,

"Looks like they've had a lot to drink."

He felt like the owner wanted them to get out.

Suhyuk took out his cell phone to contact someone, because he could npt carry them both on his own.

"Hi, is this the emergency artery team? Prof. Kim is very drunk at the moment…"

He also contacted the surgery department.

—–

The next day Suhyuk was heading for the doctors-only restaurant with a light gait. After a sound sleep yesterday, he felt good. Walking in the lobby, he checked his cell phone.

It was a text message from Binna.

Suhyuk did not think over it long. Anyway he was supposed to eat alone, as the other interns were not done yet with their morning a.s.signments.

Suhyuk waited for her on the bench, and at that, briefly.

With a short breath she came to him. She was holding something in her hand.

It was a lunch box with five colored layers of side dishes.

"Hi."

Bending her waist for greeting, she swept up her hair, showing a cute dimple.

"Please have this."

Binna presented the lunch box to him.

"Did you pack it yourself?"

"Yes… I was afraid you could not have lunch well as you're a.s.signed to the emergency medical team."

Without meeting her eyes with his, Binna opened her mouth again, "Enjoy it."

Then she turned back abruptly. When she was about to run away, Suhyuk grabbed her.

"Didn't you say you want to share it with me?"

"Oh, you're right…"

She slowly turned her body back to him, and he said with a gentle smile,

"How about eating at the Sky Park?"

Folding her two hands, she nodded.

She just did not care as long as she was with him.

The Sky Park on the rooftop of Daehan Hospital was crowded with people as it happened to be lunch time. Though it was crowded, Suhyuk and Binna could find a spot they could sit down at for lunch. Oh, only one bench was left. Approaching the bench, Suhyuk made an embarra.s.sed expression. Someone poured coffee there, leaving some sticky marks on it. Looking around, he could not find another bench. Suhyuk decidedly covered it with his white gown fluttering in the air, and sat on the bench.

"Have a seat."

He had some spare gowns in his lodging anyway.

"Oh, thank you."

With a blush on her face, she sat on it quietly. He was such a fantastic guy for anything.

Maybe she could not find such fine man on this earth, except for only the one man right before her eyes.

"It may not taste good, but…"

Saying so, Binna carefully opened the lunch box.

First came out fruits. Baby tomatoes and chopped banana, kiwi, melon. Besides, there was also bulgogi which he had missed out on at the restaurant yesterday evening with the two professors because he fell into sleep.

The soup she poured from a Thermos bottle was warm miso soy bean soup.

"Thanks for the lunch."

At his words she also said, "Me too!"

Though she said so, she just pecked at it with chopsticks, even not knowing whether she was putting it in her mouth or nose, and she kept checking his expression.

She got up at 4am to pack the lunch box. She had never done something like this before. For one week she practiced packing the lunch box again and again.

"I wonder if you like it."

While she was eating a bit, Suhyuk's voice was heard in her ears,

"You make really nice food."

Binna's eyes became wide a bit.

"Well, I did my best to make it…"

"It really tastes good."

Her eyes, not yet meeting with his eyes, began to move cautiously.

"I'm relieved to hear that."

Binna smiling at him. Suhyuk thought her dimple was really pretty.

2am. After a busy day at the emergency room, he was in pensive mood while going back to his lodging. It was because of what the chief said to him.

"Tomorrow the faculty has a conference, and they want you there. It's at 9am, so don't be late."

He did not inform him about the reason. No, he said he did not know it either.

'Why me?'

He could not find out why, however hard he thought it over.

'Because I treated patients as an intern? That's out of the question, because the professors didn't need to be involved directly. They could tell their residents to stop me.'

When he thought that far, he blew away all the suspicions that came to his mind.

Anyway he would know the reason tomorrow.

Back at the lodging he covered the blankets for his fellow intern who was sleeping soundly.

Snoring from such a quiet guy who barely moved in bed suggested how hard his interns.h.i.p was.

Taking off his gown, he lay on the bed, and his eyes closed slowly.

At the next day break, wearing a gown, Suhyuk tidied up his attire.

He got on the elevator to head for the conference room. It was 8:50am.

He opened the locked door and went in.

Then all the professors' heads turned to him at once.

Suhyuk greeted them calmly.

"h.e.l.lo, sir. This is intern Lee Suhyuk."

The faculty nodded slowly.

"Welcome!"

Prof. Lee Mansuk welcomed him with a satisfactory look. So did Prof. Kim.

"Have a seat here."

Kim beckoned him to take a vacant seat beside him.

When he moved there, Prof. Lee looked at him nastily.

Suhyuk sat on the seat and looked around.

The conference room was big, but there were many vacant seats.

Including him, there were seven sitting in the room.

Those he knew were Prof. Lee and Prof. Kim, but Prof. Han was not seen.

Suhyuk asked Kim quietly, "Any reason why you called for me…"

Then a professor, wiping his gla.s.ses, said, "Looks like everybody is here. Mr Lee Suhyuk?"

Suhyuk, rising from the seat, replied, "Yes, sir"

The faculty fixed their gaze on him.

The professor wiping his gla.s.ses opened his mouth again.

"I saw a patient yesterday, and he had compartment syndrome. Do you know about it?"

Suhyuk was embarra.s.sed at the abrupt question.

That professor looked at Prof. Lee and Prof. Kim as if he was asking what's so special about Suhyuk.

Then Lee and Kim were looking at Suhyuk sharply like a laser, as if they were pressing him to answer quickly as he knew about it.

"Yeah, I thought as much."

Then, the professor who threw the question rose from the seat to leave.

"As the tissue pressure inside the closed compartment surrounding the fascia increases, the capillary perfusion is reduced and the muscles and other soft tissues are necrotic."

The professor, who rose from the seat, opened his eyes wider, but his surprise was gone instantly. He could learn a summary of a disease well if he studied it.

Sitting back on the seat gently, the professor opened his mouth again, "And…"

Suhyuk knitted his brows a bit. He was thinking it over. He replied to his question about the disease. Then what did he want to add?

"Are you talking about compartment syndrome?"

"Yes."

"How did he get hurt?"

"31-year-old patient. He had his legs laid under a marble while working. While he was hospitalized at another hospital waiting for treatment, he was handed over to us because he had acute edema and pain."

At his explanation, Suhyuk visualized the patient's condition at the time, and then said,

"In my opinion, vital signs showed blood pressure was 112/73. The pulse would have risen, of course. Physical examination showed tenderness during pa.s.sive exercise. The feeling in his feet was depressed. The measured compartment pressure was likely to be about 54mmHg.

Suhyuk's explanation was over. When their eyes were becoming wider, Suhyuk continued to explain,

"As for treatment, you may consider fasciotomy if the compartment pressure continues to rise from 30 to 50."

Suhyuk was looking around cautiously. The professors were looking at him quietly.

'Do I have to add more?'

Actually there was nothing more he could add, because he narrated about the condition, his opinion and treatment methods. Oh, did he miss one thing?

"As for fasciotomy, I can take care of it."

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Chapter 72

Prof. Lee and Prof. Kim wore a satisfactory smile.

The conference was quiet, but Kim broke the silence first,

"This is an intern a.s.signed to the emergency medical department. These days I hear that he's treating patients directly. Even the resident in charge has shown surprise at his skills."

At his praise, Suhyuk made an embarra.s.sed expression.

At that moment another professor asked, "Did you ever volunteer yourself for medical activities?"

It was a totally unexpected question. The topic suddenly changed from disease to volunteer activities. Suhyuk suddenly recalled his volunteer activities involving deliveries of briquette.

The memories of his taking care of the old men and women's wounds were so vivid to him as if he did it just yesterday. Suhyuk opened his mouth,

"I did many other things, but not volunteer activities."

Actually his briquette delivery was not volunteer activities. The faculty nodded their heads.

"Okay, go and do your work."

At the professor's words, Suhyuk was a bit embarra.s.sed. They called for and questioned him, and now let him go. Well, there was nothing he could do to resist. He had to go as he was told to do so. Though he was curious about the reason they called for him, he bowed his head to say goodbye. Then Prof. Kim, smiling softly, said, "Can you wait a bit outside?"

So out Suhyuk went and the professors stayed in the room.

"I think I've met a smart boy for the first time in a long time. And he is bold enough. Did he say he can take care of fasciotomy? Hahaha…"

At his feigned laugh, Prof. Kim said calmly, "He really could do so. He's a very capable guy."

"As Prof. Kim said so about him, I think he could do it," a professor said.

Though he answered like that, the professor did not believe it in his heart. How can an intern do the surgery? Even a resident would laugh it away. Nonetheless, he's smart and he's got good sense. He correctly understood compartment syndrome, and he could figure out the exact condition of the patient. That was a bit surprising. His surprise was only brief because he might have answered it correctly by sheer luck. How can any doctor infer vital signs from the history and symptom of the patient's disease?

"I think Mr. Lee Suhyuk is the right candidate."

Everybody nodded at Prof. Lee's statement. It was proved from the situation a moment ago that Suhyuk was much better than other interns. Now they had only one thing to do.

Who among the professors would agree to partic.i.p.ate?

"Let me go," Kim said.

Then, Prof. Lee spoke too, "You are an emergency room guy. And busy too. Let me go."

"As I told you yesterday, I have two smart fellows at the department."

Then, the professor who threw the question to Suhyuk, added, "Let me go this time, because the hospital director said it directly to me…"

Momentarily Lee and Kim frowned their eyes, If that's true, the reason why they called for Suhyuk to come here was just meaningless. They could not change the a.s.signed professor just because they recommended Suhyuk as the right candidate.

"Alright," said, Prof. Kim as he rose from the seat feebly. So did Prof. Lee.

Going outside, the two professors could see Suhyuk sitting on the bench.

He cautiously asked them, "Why did you call for me?"

Frowning his face, Prof. Kim said, "After lunch today, you're supposed to go for volunteer activities. The hospital director, professor and you, all three."

Once a year the hospital director went out for volunteer activity, and it was the same with other hospitals. They met at the same place at the same time for the activities.

Hospital director, professor, intern and a nurse. Only these four went, because sending a lot of medical staff can be a burden to the hospital. And it was very unusual for several professors to gather like today and select an intern for the volunteer activity. The reason was simple.

One year ago the hospital director fell into disgrace because an intern who went out for the volunteer activity made a big trouble. So, they decided to take an intern with some more medical knowledge to the activity.

Even though they had such a trouble last year, a resident or more experienced medical staffer could not accompany the hospital director because other hospital directors would bring an intern to the activity. In other words, it was a matter of pride for them.

Prof. Lee, looking at Suhyuk quietly, soon opened his mouth,

"The professor you're going with is Prof. Lee Sukki. He is very wicked, and puts money before the patient. So let what he says goes in one ear and out the other."

Who knows if he would decide to s.n.a.t.c.h away a golden boy like Suhyuk? So, Prof. Lee wanted him not to trust Prof. Lee Sukki. Prof. Kim agreed.

"Did you hear Prof. Lee? I don't know him well, but I hear some bad rumors about him."

Suhyuk just nodded his head.

'Even though he is weird, I would have no trouble if I just do what I'm asked to do."

"Is there anything I need to prepare?"

At his asking, the two professors said at the same time, "Cellphone."

Suhyuk went to see resident Oh Byungchul who was in charge of him, and told him about the volunteer activity. He patted him on the shoulder, wis.h.i.ng him well, and thought to himself,

'I'm going to be busy today.'

That's true. Suhyuk's response to treating patients was speedy. Presenting his own opinion about emergency patients and handing them over to the relevant medical team was a very quick process for him, like a flash of lightning. And now, he would be going out for a volunteer activity all day long today.

Suhyuk had been doing his share until now, but he's out for volunteering, which meant he might not be able to find time to sleep.

Unaware of Oh's such concerns at all, Suhyuk went out of the back door of the emergency room. An ambulance was waiting, with its back door open wide. It was mobilized for the volunteer activity. Holding a first-aid box, Suhyuk moved to the back of the ambulance. At that moment his eyes met with a woman's sitting inside the ambulance.

The surprised nurse opened her eyes wide. She was Han Binna.

The two said at the same time, pointing their fingers toward each other,

"Volunteer activity?" asked she.

Suhyuk smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, I was in…"

Suddenly, she scooted over to him and sat quickly. Suhyuk got in and sat next to her.

Binna held the first-aid box tightly.

'If I had known I would see him like this, I should have put some makeup on my face.'

She was hectically busy with taking care of her morning work, so she was all sweaty over her body.

She began to move to the side a bit. She wanted to sit a bit of a distance away from him for fear her body would smell of sweat.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

She shook her head at his asking.

"Oh, no."

"Are you really okay? Your face is reddish, and looks like you have some temperature."

"Ah, it looks like it's too hot today."

Suhyuk nodded his head. It's fine weather today.

The ambulance left after about 10 minutes.

Come to think of it, he did not know the destination. All he heard was it would take him about one hour to get there. He wondered if his feelings now might be the same as if when being kidnapped comfortably.

"Do you happen to know the destination?"

"I only heard we're going out for a volunteer activity… I'm sorry."

'What is she sorry about?'

"We'll know when we get there. By the way, the lunch you made really tasted good. Really delicious. Next time let me treat you."

Come to think of it, he was always treated to a meal by her, ranging from pasta to now a lunch box.

Now it's his turn to treat her back.

At his words, she waved her hands and said, "No… I just treated you because I wanted to."

He smiled at her appearance. She was the type of woman whose inner heart was revealed to the outside naturally, and he felt it was warm.

The ambulance kept driving and finally arrived at the destination.

When he opened the door, Prof. Lee was exchanging greetings with some people. They were all in white gowns, apparently from other hospitals. They were divided into three groups.

When Suhyuk and Binna approached, Prof. Lee turned his head and said, "You're here!"

That was it. He was busy again greeting other people.

Then a middle-aged man in a suit and gown approached him.

With a pot belly but generous impression, he was none other than the hospital director.

"h.e.l.lo?"

When Suhyuk and Binna said h.e.l.lo, he nodded his head and said, "I heard about you on the TV several times."

He had seen on TV a few times that Suhyuk in his middle school days cut the cricothyroid membrane and found out the secret of a cadaver.

At his words, Suhyuk wore an awkward expression.

"I happened to be on news…"

The hospital director showed a good smile. When he watched the news at the time, his action seemed rather reckless on the one hand, and spectacular on the other.

He wished Suhyuk did not act recklessly today… Well, he could order him not to examine patients or have him do on an errand.

Then Prof. Lee came to him, saying "We have reporters here, sir."

Then he spoke to Suhyuk and Binna,

"Stand beside me, and what's your name nurse?"

"I'm Han Binna, sir"

"Okay. You stand beside the director."

The four stood around the director in a row. Suhyuk turned back.

It was a shantytown on the brink of collapse.

They wanted to take a picture with it as the background.

A reporter lifted a camera to take the picture, saying,

"You are really great, given that there are not many people who take time out for a volunteer activity like this. Now, let me take a picture of you."

Click, click.

Those staff from different hospitals were scattered, and visited one house after another to examine the people. Holding a notebook, each reporter followed each team.

"This way, director!"

Prof. Lee, walking ahead, guided the director. He skillfully moved his body as if he had been there before. Soon they arrived at the red gate of a house, and Lee knocked on the door.

"Is anybody in?"

"Who is it?"

A middle-aged man in slippers opened the door. Confirming who they were from their white gowns, he said,

"You doctors are here for an examination!"

At his words, Lee said, "Can we come in?"

"Of course, please. It's rather shabby though.

The Daehan Hospital team went into the house.

The room was small, so Suhyuk and Binna decided to wait outside. Ironically, the reporter was brought in by Prof. Lee. The director examined the man. He touched on the man's body with a stethoscope, and checked his blood pressure with a blood pressure device. On such occasions camera flashes went off.

"Do you happen to have high blood pressure?"

At his asking, the man nodded.

"It's fluctuating in temperature these days. So those with high blood pressure should take more caution on cold days like this. Also stay away from food that contains natrium and red meat…"

The director's explanation was simple. As he has high blood pressure, he has to avoid certain food and take certain food. That's it. And then he moved to another house.

It was the same this time. Prof. Lee used a stethoscope, checked the blood pressure and said almost the same thing as the director, and then left.

Looking at their activities like that, Suhyuk frowned his face. Why did they ask him to follow when they were doing a half-hearted job like that. Just holding their baggage? That seemed true.

"Let's go."

When the director and Prof. Lee went out, Suhyuk stepped aside and looked inside the room.

A grandfather with a bent back almost touching his navel. When he was trying to rise to see them off, Suhyuk said, "Don't come out, sir."

Suhyuk gently closed the door without hearing his reply.

Getting out the room, Suhyuk briefly saw them looking around leisurely.

Then he heard something, "Ooops…!"

A boy, who fell down, was stroking his knee with an expression as if about to cry.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Going down on one knee, Suhyuk opened the first-aid box, and took out gauze and disinfection medicine.

"Who are you?"

Suhyuk smiled at the boy casting a watchful eye.

"I'm a doctor."

The boy's face hardened more at hearing the word 'doctor'.

Rather he was more afraid of the disinfection medicine Suhyuk was holding.

When the boy raised his head, feeling a sting, Suhyuk was already done with disinfecting and put a bandage on it. He split the boy's hair and said, "Next time hold your balance when you're running around, okay?"

Then, Prof. Lee, walking ahead, called out to him, "What are you doing? Follow us quickly!"

After breathing out a sigh without realising, Suhyuk joined the team.

"When is the volunteer activity over, sir?"

At Suhyuk's asking, Prof. Lee said, "It'll be over pretty soon. So be patient even if it's boring."

"If we're done, please let me go back home right away."

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Prof. Lee Sukki frowned at Suhyuk's remarks.

He thought he did not know how to socialize with the people.

"We're going to have a dinner meeting after we're done today."

At Lee's remarks, the hospital director said to Suhyuk,

"Do you have any other work today?"

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Yes, I've got some important work to do. I'd appreciate it if you could excuse me."

The director nodded slowly, saying, "Okay, go ahead then."

"Thank you, sir."

With that they began examining the less fortunate people.

The director and the professor met them like before. Likewise Suhyuk was watching them, with the first-aid in hand. It was already 5pm.

They gathered again at the same place as before for a group picture before getting on the ambulance.

"You're really not coming with us?"

Prof. Lee asked Suhyuk from inside the ambulance.

"No, sir. It's really important. I'm sorry."

Nodding his head, Lee closed the door.

So, Suhyuk was left alone, looking at the ambulance disappearing slowly.

Soon he turned his gaze at the shantytown and smiled.

His eyes reflected a sleeping baby that was dry as a bone, a grandfather with a bent back, and a grandmother handing out soybean milk to him. Wearing smiles as warm as spring suns.h.i.ne, he moved.

It was past 10pm. The rusty iron door opened with a heavy noise.

"Is anybody in?"

At the woman's voice, Suhyuk said to the grandfather he was seeing,

"Let me go out."

Coming out of the room, his eyes became wider.

The woman was holding a transparent plastic bag.

She was Binna who went out for the dinner meeting.

"Ms. Binna?"

At his words she avoided his eyes, turning her head to the side.

"I thought you would need this…"

The contents in the bag were clearly visible. All were medical supplies.

When the hospital director and the professor were examining them, she saw Suhyuk's glaring eyes, and vaguely recalled his character when he said he would go back home at the shantytown.

His eyes looking at the patients were clearly different from others.

So, just in case, she came out before they began to have drinks, and arrived at the shantytown.

She searched for him for about 30 minutes busily, and finally could find him.

Looking at her quietly, Suhyuk grinned and took the plastic bag she had been holding.

"As a matter of fact, I needed some bandages. Please wait a little while," said he.

Taking out the bandages, he went in. It did not take long.

"Please take care of your health, and visit the hospital when you don't feel good."

"Thanks, thanks."

As soon as he heard the grandfather say that, he went out again.

"Looks like you spent a lot of money on this."

When he gestured with his eyes toward the plastic bag, Binna quickly waved her hands.

"No! I've got lots of money!"

Saying so, she felt that she made a mistake.

Lots of money? It was not something she could say as she was suffering from a small salary.

Suhyuk grinned slightly.

"I'll pay you back later."

She shook her head. On such occasions her long straight hair waved from side to side.

"I'm okay because I've got lots of money."

'Why does she keep saying something like that?'

"Let's move."

Both went out of the grandfather's house.

Today of all days a mysterious bright moon illuminated them, and they walked in the moonlight.

"It's late. Please go home."

At his words she opened her red and thin lips, "How about you, sir…"

"Well, I have some other people I have to see."

"I just wonder why you're staying here alone for this…"

He just smiled at her remarks, and said, "Because I'm a doctor."

Her heart beat strongly. 'Yes, he is my type.'

"I'm a nurse… So let me a.s.sist you!"

—–

"Time flies so fast, doesn't it?"

At Oh's remarks, all the interns showed bright expressions, but said regrettably,

"Thanks for your teaching, sir. I'll come back to see your face sooner or later."

"I'm so sorry to leave you like this as soon as I have become attached to you."

Hearing them, Oh nodded regrettably and said, "Then why don't you take your speciality as emergency medical science?"

They were just speechless at Oh's suggestion.

For it was a department they would never want to come back to. Let alone sleep, they did not even have proper meals during the one month of interns.h.i.p at the department.

As they were hesitant without answering, Oh just grinned, and looked at Suhyuk, saying,

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Well, I didn't do anything worth mentioning," replied Suhyuk.

Suhyuk really felt he did not do anything particular. He just received and examined patients, then transferred them to the proper medical teams based on his opinions. Of course he proceeded with simple first-aid by himself. He wished he had been allowed in the operation room.

On the contrary, Oh was shaking his head in his heart. Actually Suhyuk did all the work at the emergency room. What will make him stand out again at another medical department?

Thinking that, Oh turned back, fluttering his white gown.

"Nice! We're done here at the emergency room."

"How about a drink over some chicken?"

Suppressing their voices, they murmured quietly and went in the opposite direction of the emergency room.

Turning his head, Oh looked at them going back. Actually he was watching Suhyuk carefully amongst them. In a short time, Daehan Hospital will be shaken up by him. At least Oh thought so.

"See you soon, Alien."

With this, Suhyuk got three nicknames.

That sweet night pa.s.sed by. There was no call, and n.o.body woke him up.

A new day broke.

"Good morning!"

At the interns' loud morning greeting, a man wearing horn-rimmed gla.s.ses was picking his ears.

He was in his early or mid 30s, but had a small figure less than 160cm in height.

He was the resident who would be in charge of the new interns.

"I'm not deaf."

"Sorry, sir."

"You don't have to feel sorry. I'm s.h.i.n Gichol. I'll be spending one month with you."

"I am at your service!"

Looking at them one by one, his gaze stopped on Suhyuk.

"You're Suhyuk, right?"

"Yes, sir. I am at your service!"

"I hear rumors that you're a great intern. I trust you can do well here."

Suhyuk nodded his head lightly.

"This morning we're supposed to make the rounds with the professor. Don't make any mistakes…"

s.h.i.n's eyes became wider while he was talking because the professor walked up close to him.

He came 30 minutes earlier.

"You arrived here already, sir."

The interns bowed their heads all together. s.h.i.n was making an embarra.s.sed expression because he did not yet prepare a medical chart for the rounds.

"I'll prepare one for you shortly, sir."

Prof. Lee Mansuk shook his head, saying,

"You can prepare it slowly. I badly need one intern who can help me handle something urgently."

He looked at the interns one by one, and then stared at Suhyuk.

'Hey, tell me you can help me.'

Regrettably, someone else volunteered for him.

"If you can tell me what it is, I think I could help you…" said s.h.i.n.

Lee shook his head abruptly, saying, "No, no. How can /i ask you for it seeing as you're quite busy?"

He began to select the right one among the interns, and then his gaze stopped instantly.

"Can you help me?"

The intern reflected in his eyes was Lee Suhyuk.

"Yes, sir."

Only then did Lee show a satisfactory expression. He said to s.h.i.n,

"Let's make the round in 30 minutes."

"Let me prepare for it then."

"Mr. Lee, follow me."

After saying that, he turned back, and Suhyuk followed him.

The interns watching them from behind let out a sigh of relief, because it would have been terrible if any of them had been selected instead of Suhyuk. How can they a.s.sist Prof. Lee when they did not know anything?

Prof. Lee's office.

Brewing coffee by himself, Prof. Lee put it down before Suhyuk.

"Try it. I hear it's direct import coffee, and its fragrance is just wonderful."

"Thanks."

Suhyuk took a sip of coffee and opened his mouth,

"What kind of a.s.signment do you want to give me, sir?

"Hey, just take it easy, man. Ooops, I completely forgot about it! Let me go out to make the rounds. So please wait here a bit."

Lee went out of the office abruptly, and Suhyuk was just scratching his chin.

It took more than the allotted time that Prof. Lee made for the rounds. He did not come back even after 30 minutes pa.s.sed. Rising from the seat, Suhyuk approached the bookshelf in the office.

Medical literature and papers. He pulled out one and turned over the pages.

There was nothing interesting there. He knew the contents already.

It was the same when he checked two or three of the medical books.

Then the door opened and in came Prof. Lee.

"Did you wait for long?"

"Not really, sir."

With a gentle laugh, Lee gestured with his eyes towards the book he was holding.

"Have you been studying it? If you like it, you can borrow it."

"Sorry, I took it without your permission…"

"Don't say that. Hey, we are not strangers, right? I've known you since you were a PK student. So if you need it, you can borrow papers and books."

"Don't mention it, sir."

Suhyuk sat back on the sofa, and likewise Lee sat on the sofa, facing him.

"So, how do you feel about coming to the neurosurgery department?"

Suhyuk made a slight laugh. No particular feeling, but he said, "I've got expectations, sir."

It was true that he had some expectations. What kind of knowledge he could get from here…

Suhyuk, while smiling brightly, checked his cellphone all of a sudden.

It was a call from Prof. Kim Jinwook.

As soon as Suhyuk confirmed who it was, he swiftly switched it to silence mode.

"Do you happen to carry a cellphone?"

"Yes, but it stays turned off because it has no battery. I recharge it when it's needed."

"No, no. A machine needs to rest like a human being. Just keep it turned off today."

"What do you mean…"

At Suhyuk's questioning, he slurred and looked at the wall clock.

"Oh, it's already lunch time. Let's go and eat…"

"What about the urgent thing you mentioned?"

"Well, we're all doing this for a living. So, let's eat first."

So, the two went out of the office.

They did not go to the hospital food court. Instead, he got into Lee's car and they drove to a Korean food restaurant. When they came back to the hospital, it was 1pm sharp.

Suhyuk, coming back with Lee, said, "Which urgent work do I need to do?"

"It's not that urgent."

Drinking a sip of coffee, he said with a different tone, "You had a hard time going around the hospital wards to check patients, right?"

Yes, definitely he did. When he was an intern, he also had such a terrible interns.h.i.p.

"It was okay to me."

Lee nodded his head slowly.

That was the type of an intern he had been expecting. His calm statement and expression that the interns.h.i.p was not that hard. Lee had no choice but to covet him.

Then Lee's cellphone rang. "Yes, this is Prof. Lee."

Nodding his head, he talked with the caller about something, and he looked at Suhyuk after he hung up the phone. Did Suhyuk overhear it? His eyes were s.h.i.ning, and his face looked like revitalized.

"A patient with peripheral occlusive vascular disease. He is getting surgery. Do you want to go with me?"

Suhyuk replied, as if he should,

"Thank you, sir"

He did not hesitate at all, because an opportunity came along.

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Prof. Lee, coming out of the hallway with Suhyuk, opened his mouth,

"Do you know what peripheral occlusive vascular disease is?"

Suhyuk answered simply, "It's a disorder of the blood supply."

Prof. Lee smiled pleasantly. If he had asked other interns, they would have paraded boring medical terms one by one… But Suhyuk was different. His answer was short, concise and to the point.

"Why does it happen?"

"It's caused mainly because of atherosclerosis."

Atherosclerosis is a vascular disease in which endothelial cells proliferate and cholesterol is deposited and atheroma is formed in the endocardium enclosing the blood vessels as if an old pipe has rusted and foreign matter gotten stuck in it. Accordingly, it is mainly senior people who are afflicted with this disease. Blood clots are formed and hemorrhage occurs in the atheroma, narrowing the diameter of the blood vessel and clogging it. This leads to peripheral obstacles.

"Does the patient need any amputation surgery?"

Prof. Lee, smiling at his remarks, showed a surprised look.

If one's body does not show any disability, one can end treatment with medication. On the contrary, surgery is essential if serious conditions are unavoidable with just medication. Amputation is necessary to preserve the healthy part of the limb.

"You're right. He needs to have his left leg amputated.

At his reply, Suhyuk made a regrettable expression.

What kind of a patient were they? In his 60s or 70s?

Why did he not do anything about his legs before getting to the point where he needed such a surgery?

He must have come to the hospital when he could not bear his condition anymore, though he took it lightly and left it untreated. Also he wanted to save some money and did npt want to make his children worry. Most senior patients came to the hospital that way. Suhyuk could learn this after he started his interns.h.i.p.

With a little sigh he got on the elevator. When the elevator stopped at the destination, Lee and Suhyuk came out. Then, Lee picked up the phone, saying, "I'm going to the surgery. Are you ready?"

Lee knitted his brows slightly.

"Prof. Lee has arrived?"

Actually the patient was not someone Lee Mansuk was in charge of. Another professor was supposed to perform the surgery, but some urgent business made Lee Mansuk take his place. Then, the professor in charge just arrived at the surgery room.

Looking at Suhyuk, Lee opened his mouth, "So? Prof. Lee said he would perform the surgery as planned?"

Suhyuk's expression was tinged with regret. Hearing the conversation, he could know the surgery cancellation by Prof. Lee was a done deal.

Prof. Lee Mansuk, who fixed his gaze on Suhyuk, turned around, saying,

"No, no, let me do it this time."

A resident's tiny voice came from the cellphone.

"Oh, Lee went into the surgery room already…"

"…Okay, then."

The phone was hung up like that. Prof. Lee could not ask Lee to come out as he was in the surgery room… He turned his head to Suhyuk.

When he felt Suhyuk was certain to be disappointed, he could not just let the surgery pa.s.s.

Then something came to his mind like a lightning bolt.

He said, with a grin, "Let me go into the surgery room a bit later."

"Didn't you say the operation would be performed by another doctor?"

He nodded his head.

"Well, things happened that way. But I have many patients for surgery. At 5pm, I have another patient due for surgery. You can come then."

Hearing his explanation, Suhyuk's hardened expression became a bit bright.

"What kind of a patient?"

"Disc problem in the neck."

Suhyuk was sitting inside Prof. Lee's office quietly. Asking him to take a break, Prof. Lee went out for some business, and then one hour pa.s.sed. Suhyuk rose from the seat.

He used a computer and browsed some books. There was nothing he could do in the office.

Suddenly it came to his mind when he first saw Prof. Lee: 'If you become my disciple, I'm going to guarantee your break time.' Was this out of his concern for me from back then?

Suhyuk's educated guess was exactly right. Prof. Lee wanted to get some break time for him.

Any medical staff knew how hard the interns.h.i.p was.

So, Prof. Lee gave him break time at his own discretion. When Suhyuk was down in body and mind, he wanted to show favor to him with comfort like this.

However, Prof. Lee's wishes like that were completely crashed.

Suhyuk, leafing through books, murmured, "I'd rather stay at the emergency room."

It was too boring. The reason he came to the hospital was to take care of patients.

Just idling away time, confined to the office like this was not in his element, and made him feel heavy. He looked down at the floor.

'How much are the patients suffering when I'm idling away here?'

It was just regrettable for him not to see the patients as much as he wanted.

He looked at one of his hands, and thought to himself: When an opportunity comes along, I won't hesitate. When I show to them what I can do, and get the real results, can it lead to some sort of change in the authoritarian system of the hospital? Change in a way that a capable doctor could see the patients as much as he or she wants?

While Suhyuk was thinking like that, the time was pa.s.sing.

Finally it was the operation time Lee mentioned.

At that moment, Prof. Lee opened the office door and came in, saying, "Let's go."

Suhyuk's eyes were s.h.i.ning. They arrived at a patient's room.

They came to see the patient before surgery. A 41-year-old man.

The man had been afflicted with a disc problem in the neck for ten years.

Though he was treated with physical therapy and medication at other hospitals, his condition got so bad that he was hospitalized at Daehan Hospital.

He was suffering from severe trembling in his hands and some paralysis.

"Please take care of him well, doctor," his wife earnestly requested to Prof. Lee.

"I've been in this speciality for several decades. Those patients I treated were discharged with smiles. Some of them were lawmakers. So don't worry."

After saying that, he slightly looked at Suhyuk, because his remarks were intended for him to hear them.

"Then, I'll see you later."

When Lee and Suhyuk went out, the medical staff were pus.h.i.ng the patient's bed and followed them.

Both of them, standing side by side, were disinfecting their hands.

"The world has become so much better. Nowadays, disc patients can be treated with laparoscopy or laser surgery quickly. By the way, why does the current patient need to have this surgery?"

At Lee's asking, Suhyuk answered shortly,

"Isn't it because the disc has been fragmented, not prolapsed?"

Saying so, Suhyuk changed into surgery gowns as if it were natural to him.

Prof. Lee looked at him blankly. How did he know the answer?

He felt as if he were facing a fortune teller. And then he made a feigned smile.

'That's possible because he would be my disciple.'

The two went into the surgery room right away.

The medical staff looked at Suhyuk with a suspicious expression.

"He's an intern who came here to observe the operation."

At Lee's remarks they were back to their busy preparation for the surgery.

When anesthesia was done, the medical staff checked the patient's condition.

Blood pressure, pulse, breathing, and brain oxygen saturation, etc.

All indicated a normal condition, and soon the patient was in deep sleep.

The nurses brought a thin green cotton sheet to cover the patient from head to toe.

The sheet had a hole around the neck area only.

"Now we're starting anterior cervica discectomy fusion."

It was a surgery to remove the bursting disc after cutting 3-4 cm of the neck area.

"Scalpel!"

When Lee held out his hand, an a.s.sistant gave a scalpel to him.

During typical thoracic surgery, a.s.sistants gather around the patient to help the surgeon, but for a fine incision like this, only the surgeon is in charge. a.s.sistants hand over surgery tools or check the condition of the patient through a medical device.

Prof. Lee looked at Suhyuk before incising the patient's neck and gestured with his eyes toward a monitor on the side. The view of Lee's microscope was openly projected on the monitor. Lee indicated to him that he should look at it. Soon Lee moved a scalpel with his eyes into the microscope. The skin was cracked and the scalpel reached the cervical spine at once. Because the incision was so microscopic, it was an operation that did not require blood transfusion. But as he had to touch the sensitive parts during surgery, there were many risk factors. The lesion should be removed in a way that the scalpel would not touch the nerve and muscle attached to the target point.

Suhyuk was watching the monitor silently. Though it was regrettable that he could not partic.i.p.ate in the surgery, it did not matter. It was way better for him to be in the surgery room than being confined in the office. Above all, Prof. Lee's way of using his fingers was excellent.

His nimble fingers slowly removed the disc protruding between the cervical vertebrae with a forceps. The technique was very smooth, and he smiled unwittingly. It resembled the face of the teacher who pleasantly watched a child who painted a picture.

He pulled the tissue out with his tongs and went further into the neck. Then a white film covering the central nervous system was revealed.

Suhyuk, watching the screen, looked at Lee.

Suddenly the nurse, coming to Lee, was wiping his sweat.

"Huh …" Lee sighed deeply and took his eyes to the microscope again.

It was really important from now on.

As his hand was deep into it, the nerves became closer. It was possible that the nerves could be ruined with his mishandling. Suhyuk's sharp eyes were fixed on the screen.

It was not that short an amount of time.

Lee, removing all the lesions, said, "This is the cervical width of the patient with the disc."

The cervical vertebrae seemed to have a mouth full of liquid. The width was about 3mm.

"The width narrows if the nerves are pressed, and the body is obstructed."

Then he opened the cervical spine with his tongs.

The distance between the cervical vertebrae was widened to 6mm.

"Only when the patient keeps this condition, his nerves will be cured without being squeezed."

The medical staff stared at the screen, and were all ears not to miss even one word.

On the other hand, Suhyuk just nodded his head calmly.

Now all he had to was to insert a cage that is as big as one's thumb nail.

"Cage."

The a.s.sistant handed over the cage filled with bone marrow.

And a ballpoint pen and a hammer.

Lee seemed to be moving as if he were knocking on a gong.

At first glance, it was as if he was sculpting a person.

He was nailing down a cage.

Then, Suhyuk's eyes frowned.

"Professor."

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Lee stopped knocking the cage at Suhyuk's voice.

Taking off his eyes from the microscope, he turned his head to Suhyuk.

And his eyes were asking him, 'What is the matter?'

Suhyuk, staring at the monitor, said, "The cage seems to have been nailed astray."

At his words, the medical staff looked at him sharply.

How dare an intern disagree with Prof. Lee Mansuk, the top surgeon in the country?

On the other hand, Lee stared at the microscope.

'Where does he say it's been rammed astray?'

In his eyes, it was being nailed properly.

"Mr. Lee Suhyuk."

He approached Lee.

"I think it's okay. The monitor screen and the microscope may look a little different from seeing it with your own eyes. Do you want to take a look?"

The medical staff opened their eyes at Lee's voice at his suggestion to Suhyuk like that.

It was not something Lee would say to an intern.

In the surgery room, the professor was usually quiet.

Only the sound of surgical tools moving was heard.

Unlike his typical style, though, Prof. Lee yielded the monitor chair to him.

Suhyuk took his eyes at the fixed microscope.

"About 1mm seems to have stuck out."

Looking at the monitor, Lee tilted his head. However hard he checked it, he could not see it.

Did he underestimate Suhyuk who would be his disciple?

Then Suhyuk moved his hand.

"Hey, what the h.e.l.l are you doing?"

Ignoring the resident's shouting, he took his hand to the patient's head covered with a sheet.

"Looks like his head seems to have been twisted a bit."

Then he twisted it a bit to the right.

"Are you crazy?" said a resident and then walked up to Suhyuk.

"Stop it."

Then Prof. Lee looked at the resident and the medical staff.

"Do I have to correct the patient's surgery position? How long have I been here with you?"

The resident bowed his head a bit, saying, "One year, sir."

Lee, frowning his face, looked at the medical staff one by one.

"Two years, sir."

"Me too, sir."

Shaking his head at their replies, Lee gestured with his eyes toward the monitor.

And then they could not help but be surprised.

The cervical vertebrae was back to being straight, and the cage, which was visibly embedded with the naked eye, protruded sideways. If it went a little further, it could easily have touched the nervous system. The patient was undergoing surgery with his neck twisted. It was a very fine twisting, but n.o.body caught it.

Lee was helpless in that situation, too.

He had to look at it, only 3-4mm, with a microscope.

It seemd like he would have sweared at them had he checked the X-ray of the patient after the surgery. It was a source of trouble that he relied on them too much.

"Don't prepare the surgery next time without my permission."

He was not in a position to blame others. Actually he was to blame most of all because he did not catch it. Still, he could not help but feel upset at the medical staff who were avoiding meeting his eyes.

On the other hand, he was smiling at Suhyuk. What a guy.

Approaching him, Lee asked,

"I have to pull it out, right?"

"No, sir."

Everyone including Prof. Lee was stunned at Suhyuk's action then.

He was sticking an iron rod into the patient's open neck. Besides, he stroked it lightly with a hammer. It all lasted for a moment, so n.o.body stopped him.

With their eyes opened widely, the medical staff and Lee were just speechless, when Suhyuk said, "All done."

Lee turned his head away from the monitor and took his eyes to the microscope fixed at his neck. The cage stuck out like a disc has been nailed down properly.

Looking into the microscope, Lee thought of Suhyuk standing behind him. He felt his heart pounding strongly. Did he have any propensity to act like a man? No, it wasn't that kind of propensity.

His joy at seeing Suhyuk was like finding a real diamond in the rough.

"The patient monitor indicates normal."

At the perfusionists' words, Lee took his eyes off from the microscope, and looked at Suhyuk.

"Do you know how to do st.i.tching?"

"Yes, sir."

Lee nodded his head, completely mesmerized by his charm.

"Okay, do it then."

Lee was watching him st.i.tching, with a satisfactory smile.

There was nothing that stood in his way.

On the other hand, the medical staff were looking at him with a dumbfounded look.

However, jealousy, envy, or anything like that, could not be found on their faces.

They just watched him blankly.

Suhyuk, who drew all their attention like that, was only thinking of the patient.

"The surgery's well done. Now, go and watch movies and have delicious food with your wife. Enjoy your life like that."

The patient, who opened his eyes in the recovery room, repeatedly clinched and opened his palm with a frown. Obviously he felt the pain after the neck surgery.

Soon he made a smile at Lee.

"I don't feel pain or numbness on my hands."

Lee said, smiling, "Mr. Lee Suhyuk standing here did the surgery very well."

His pupil turned to the man standing beside Prof. Lee.

With a gentle smile, Suhyuk said, "Shall we go out, sir?"

Suhyuk went out of the surgery room, pus.h.i.ng the stretcher where the patient lay.

The door opened, and his wife, pacing around the room, raced toward him.

"Are you okay, honey?"

Nodding at her from the stretcher, the patient held out his hands.

Cautiously holding his hands, she turned her head to Suhyuk.

"Did the surgery go well?"

Suhyuk opened his mouth calmly,

"Once he's discharged, he might often sit on the sofa or lie on the bed, citing pain. That's a lie, so ask him to make delicious food together."

At his words, she smiled with relief, and her husband could not help but wear a strange smile due to the lingering pain from his neck.

After guiding the patient into the ward, he went out, with some instructions about some cautions and a supplemental follow-up treatment later.

"How do you feel about having directly partic.i.p.ated in the surgery?"

Suhyuk nodded his head at Lee's question, saying, "I felt great, sir. Thanks for your consideration."

Rather than his having partic.i.p.ated in the surgery, the fact that the patient opened eyes without any problem and that he could laugh together with his family made him feel good. He felt his empty heart filling up with something warm. Can other doctors feel this way? The type of a doctor he had in mind was like this.

"Oh, you were here," said someone suddenly from his side.

It was Kim Jinwook's voice.

While Suhyuk bowed his head for greeting, Lee came forward, covering him about half, saying,

"Are you talking about me?"

Kim shook his head. "No, I've been looking for Suhyuk. I called him several times, but found his phone turned off. I wonder if the battery is dead."

Called him several times?

"Sorry, sir. I should have recharged the battery. I wonder if you have anything to say…"

At his asking, Kim nodded his head.

"Sure, I was going to ask you to join me for dinner."

At that moment Prof Lee cut in, "Today Suhyuk partic.i.p.ated in surgery for the first time. He must be very tired now, so I was going to let him take a long break at his lodging."

Kim gently smiled, replying,

"I'm not asking him to have a workout with me. If he did surgery for the first time, he must have used up much of his physical energy. I think I have to chat with him over meat."

"Don't you know he's a.s.signed to the neurosurgery department? If someone has to treat him, it has to be me. Don't you think so, Mr. Lee?"

Prof. Lee looked at Kim, asking Suhyuk like that.

Kim said with a smile,

"Well, I'd like to meet him not in a formal setting, but in an informal setting where he and I feel each other are like brothers. In other words, like a meeting between an elder brother and a younger one."

At Kim's mention of elder brother and younger brother, Lee's eyebrows wiggled instantly.

"Well, I think I can join even such a meeting."

Suhyuk was a.s.signed to neurosurgery department, so he could not move anywhere without his permission. Then, Kim's eyes twinkled. He looked at Suhyuk, nodding meekly as if he understood Lee's remarks, and said,

"You must have lots of hard times… Do you sleep at all? Can you eat on time? Prof. Lee. I hope he's in good hands. Please see to it that he has break time. Suhyuk, I think we have to eat meat next time."

Kim's remarks were intended for Suhyuk to listen to.

Prof. Lee frowned as if Kim got him first.

At that moment a guy, suddenly appearing before them, said, "Well I'm afraid I have to have meat with him today."

Suhyuk and the two professors turned their heads to the side.

A guy casually dressed in training pants. He was none other than Dongsu.

When the two professors cast a suspicious look at him, Suhyuk answered, "He's my friend, sir."

At his remarks, Dongsu shook his head and showed his ID to the two professors.

"I'm a prosecutor. I just joked about the meat."

Showing his ID to the professors, he said to Suhyuk, "You have to come to the court room right away."

Suhyuk's eyes opened wider. "What's the matter?"

Dongsu smiled gently, and said, "That hit-and-run motorcycle guy, I caught that son of a b.i.t.c.h."

—–

Suhyuk and Dongsu went out of the hospital right away, and got in a taxi.

"How did you catch him?"

"Because I'm your brother."

Shaking his head, Suhyuk opened his mouth, "CCTV?"

"Yeah," Dongsu replied.

Dongsu combed through all the CCTVs at the place where Suhyuk had an accident.

For three days and nights with bloodshot eyes. With all the time and effort he put in to that, he felt that he could catch the hit-and-run motorcycle suspect. This. .h.i.t-and-run suspect that hit his friend.

h.e.l.l bent on catching the suspect by all means, Dongsu pushed his detectives hard and was able to catch him at the end of the day.

"I'm almost sure that b.a.s.t.a.r.d is the suspect. Around that time when you had an accident, there was only one motorcycle that pa.s.sed by that area."

Suhyuk nodded his head. So, the taxi drove on and on, and soon arrived at the police station.

When Dongsu went in, the detectives rose from their seats and bowed their heads.

Suhyuk smiled at that, and felt secure about him who acted like a good-for-nothing guy usually.

"Detective Oh, put that b.a.s.t.a.r.d into the interrogation room now."

"Yes, sir."

A detective opened an iron door and disappeared. Dongsu, guiding Suhyuk, walked through the hallway, and when they approached about halfway down the hallway, he pulled open one door.

"Come in. This is the first time you came into an interrogation room?"

When Suhyuk went in with a grin, he saw a big window. A guy with handcuffs came in.

"The suspect is that b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

Suhyuk closely looked at the guy inside the window.

"Then, what's wrong with face?"

One of his eyes were black and blue.

"Can you recognize him?" asked Dongsu.

"Didn't I tell you the suspect was wearing a helmet?"

He nodded his head, understanding what he meant by that.

"Yeah, you said that. Do you want to know something funny then?"

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"What is it?"

"Look at him closely again."

Suhyuk turned his head to the window again.

Did he just become an adult? He looked like he was in his early 20s. Looking around, he curled himself up very much.

"I don't know who he is."

Yeah, his face was new to Suhyuk. It's only natural that his face had been covered by a helmet.

Dongsu tilted his head, asking, "Do you really not recognize him?"

"No, who is he?"

"Have you not seen the son of Daehan Hospital director, Jang Wonjin, before?"

Suhyuk shook his head. Actually there was no chance at all for him to see or meet him.

He was surprised, but did not feel strongly about it.

"Why did he do that?"

When Suhyuk asked, Dongsu fixed his gaze on the window.

"He said it was because he was at a loss of what to do after the accident. You must have heard about the so-called bike gang. They meet like a hobby club and enjoy their motorcycles. While he checked his cellphone for a moment, he said he hit you."

Dongsu continued. He already investigated all the other motorcycle riders along with Jang.

Jang did not do it on purpose or with any intention. It was just an accidental hit-and-run.

At his explanation, Suhyuk nodded.

Jang, looking around in a frightened mood, seemed even pitiful to him. Maybe because his face looked so childlike.

"What happens to that guy from now on?"

Leaning against the wall, Dongsu replied, "Well, he will be brought to justice…"

Then there was a knocking on the door, and the door opened.

He was detective Lee, working with Dongsu. He gestured over to the window.

"Sir, his lawyer wants to see you."

"I contacted his guardians at home, then his lawyer came over. What a rich family…"

Dongsu went out with Suhyuk with a light gait.

A man in his late 30s was sitting in the detective department quietly.

"Jang's lawyer?"

At Dongsu's voice, he rose from the seat.

"h.e.l.lo, I'm Kim Jinho. Nice to meet you."

As he showed his name card, Dongsu said, looking at it, "Prosecutor Kim Dongsu."

"I came here because I heard Mr Jang Wonjin was detained here as a hit-and-run suspect."

Dongsu nodded, saying, "You're right."

The lawyer threw a sharp question, "Is he the real suspect?"

He looked as if he were lodging a protest if the reason for Jang's detention was not clear enough.

Dongsu smiled leisurely.

"We've got CCTV and other evidence on hand. Do you have anything else to ask?"

"I'm requesting an interview with Jang."

Dongsu grinned, adding, "You know you can't interview him during interrogation, right? As he is a hit-and-run suspect, I'll investigate him under arrest for fear of his possible escape."

The lawyer's brows trembled a bit.

"Let me wait then."

"Detective Lee, please serve the lawyer a cup of coffee. I'm afraid he will have to sit through the night here."

Dongsu approached Suhyuk, putting his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Let's go out for dinner."

So, they went out, and the lawyer looking at Dongsu cast his gaze on Suhyuk.

The restaurant they stopped by was a noodle soup house.

Taking out wet towels from the refrigerator, Dongsu washed his hands, saying, "The soup here really tastes good. Granny!"

At his shouting, a granny with gray hair well over 70 years old, approached and said,

"Hey, don't shout so loud boy! What an ear-deafening noise! You coming here everyday to have noodle soup? Just eat meat today. You have to eat meat if you want to be strong enough to catch criminals, right?"

Dongsu shook his head, and said, "I have to go back after eating quickly, so bring me noodle soup."

"A pox on you! You have to wait until the noodles are ripe enough."

Looking at her disappearing into the kitchen, Suhyuk asked him with a perplexed look,

"Foul-mouthed granny?"

Nodding his head, Dongsu was just laughing.

Spicy and delicious noodle soup with clams. Suhyuk said, after emptying even the broth,

"It is really delicious."

"The meat tastes good too. Next time let's have it. Please give me the check!"

Rising from the seat, Dongsu presented his credit card.

"Give me cash. You only spent 5,000 won for it."

Given the delicious taste and the big dish, the price was so cheap. It's only 2500 won per dish.

"I don't have cash today. So, please sleep on it today."

When the granny was about to swear, Suhyuk offered her cash.

"Thanks for the food, granny."

Looking at Suhyuk, she smiled and said, "Is this unprofessional prosecutor your friend?"

"Yes."

"Don't hang around with him frequently. In my eyes, he is not a prosecutor. He's a thug, a thug."

"Granny, if you keep saying things like that, I'll catch you on charges of contempt."

"How can a vulgar guy threaten me like this? Even the angel of the death has not yet caught me. Do you think you can?"

Suhyuk pulled away Dongsu who kept poking fun at her, and went out the store.

Dongsu grinned gently, saying, "Goodbye now."

When Dongsu was about to turn back, Suhyuk grabbed him, and said,

"Will he be arrested?"

"A hit-and-run suspect is supposed to get a heavy punishment stipulated under the law on special crimes."

Suhyuk grinned at his explanation.

"I'll contact you."

Saying that, Dongsu moved to the police station.

Suhyuk moved to the bus stop and got on a bus that took him to Daehan Hospital.

He did not feel good even though the hit-and-run suspect was caught.

More so because the suspect was the son of the Daehan Hospital director.

—–

What woke him up was not an alarm sound, but the ringing of his phone.

As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard a woman's voice.

"Is this intern Lee Suhyuk's cellphone?"

"Yes, who is it, please?"

It was 6am.

Though spring was around the corner, it was still quite dark outside.

"This is the secretary of director Jang Kitaek at the hospital. The director wants to see you in the morning. Are you available in the morning?"

Suhyuk, who was lying in bed, rose from the bed and sat.

'Available? If the director wants to see me, who can dare have me put to work?'

"Okay. What time do I need to see him?"

"You can come here by 8:30 in the morning."

"I'll see you then."

Hanging up the phone, Suhyuk lay back on the bed.

It was so obvious what kind of topic Jang was going to bring about.

Suhyuk closed his eyes again.

When he opened the door, a woman secretary in a black suit held up a keyphone.

"Sir, Mr. Lee Suhyuk is here."

Speaking to him briefly, she said, "You can go in now."

Bowing to her a bit, he knocked on the door to go in.

A large window inside was showing a great landscape outside, and the s.p.a.ce was twice as large as that of a professor's office.

"I'm seeing you again. Come on in."

The director gestured him to sit on the sofa.

"Wait there for a minute."

"Thanks."

Mr. Jang leafed through the paper files slowly, and turned his head to him, saying,

"Coffee? Juice? Or any other soft drink you want?"

"I'd rather have water."

Nodding his head, he conveyed the message to his secretary through the keyphone, and sat on the sofa.

"How was your volunteer activity?"

Suhyuk smiled bitterly in his heart. That's what he wanted to ask the director about first.

He wanted to argue that it was not a volunteer activity but a photo event.

However, personally he was fully satisfied as he visited the homes of the less fortunate until early in the morning with Binna.

After all, Suhyuk said, "It was good."

Actually he came back, pleased and satisfied.

"That's good. Thanks to a talent like you, there was a big article about Daehan Hospital, along with the picture."

Though the medical staff from other hospitals partic.i.p.ated, only the picture of Daehan medical team was carried with the caption that the shantytown people were greatly satisfied.

Though he did not do anything in particular, it was clear that what he had done was a good thing. After all, the director showed satisfaction with the outcome of the volunteer activity.

The secretary put down water and coffee before they knew it.

Suhyuk raised the cup of water slowly, and Mr. Jang Kitaek sipped his coffee.

"The reason I called you here is…"

When Jang slurred, Suhyuk opened his mouth, "For reasons regarding your son?"

He smiled bitterly, nodding his head.

"Let me tell you frankly. As the hospital director, no as a father, I want to ask a favor of you. Can you let him off this time?"

Suhyuk recalled his son that he had seen in the interrogation room.

Then he opened his mouth again.

"He just became an adult. Isn't it too cruel to ruin his future?"

Suhyuk showed a contemptuous smile before he knew it.

Does it mean he was a cruel reporter?

Jang did not notice his twisted smile because he was thinking about something else.

None other than prosecutor Kim Dongsu, his friend.

It was no use enticing him in one way or another through a lawyer or his acquaintance.

He even declared a war against the lawyer.

The prosecutor was determined to put him in jail by all means, so even his acquaintances gave up their efforts.

He found out that the prosecutor was notorious as being a terribly obstinate person.

"Can you do anything about him? Let me give you full compensation for your bodily or psychological damages. If you want, let me give you paid holidays. Please save my son this time."

Looking at his cup of water quietly, Suhyuk did not say anything. That made Jang all the more anxious.

If he says he did not need such compensation, he went as far as to think of making some sort of threat against him in his capacity as the hospital director.

Jang opened his mouth again, thinking his stooping low like that would be his last move.

"Please, Mr. Lee Suhyuk."

When he went out of the director's office, Suhyuk called someone. It was Dongsu.

"Hey, you are not that busy now seeing as you give me a call like this."

"Any update about the case?"

"Don't worry about it. Just work hard and make lots of money."

"Can the case be cancelled?"

"What the h.e.l.l?"

"What I mean is can I cancel the report?"

"What nonsense! Why are you trying to do this? The suspect hit you and ran away…"

Dongsu kept silent for a moment. Then he said urgently,

"Did the hospital director say something to you? Did he say if you did not cancel it, he would not make you a doctor? Or did he order you to get out of the hospital? What was it?"

Suhyuk grinned bitterly. He blew his top, raising his voice.

Dongsu continued to speak in an excited voice, adding

"How could he make a threat like that? Can I look into that d.a.m.n Daehan Hospital for any possible crimes? As for this case, it cannot be cancelled simply because you cancel the report, because he has some other case pending…"

The more swearing Dongsu threw out, the more Suhyuk, now taking off the cell phone from his ear, grinned, because he could feel the warmth of his heart toward him. He recalled his conversation with the director.

'Then I have got something to ask for you in return.'

'What is it?'

'Please allow me to see the patients.'

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Jang Kitaek was quietly looking at the sofa Suhyuk had been sitting on after he left, and then he let out a dumbfounded smile.

Asking to see the patients? It was just ridiculous, given that he's only an intern.

Still, there was no choice for him but to accept, because it involved the future of his son.

"Emergency room…"

After thinking about the right candidate to pa.s.s him onto, Jang contacted his secretary.

"Contact Prof. Kim Jinwook and tell him that I want to see him now."

"Yes, sir."

Prof. Kim was gentle to interns and residents usually, but resolute as far as teaching was concerned. It was not just a couple of times that he expelled residents from the surgery room. He felt that Prof. Kim was the right person to handle Suhyuk.

"Did you call for me, sir?" asked Prof. Kim.

Jang offered him a chair when he came in.

"Do you know intern Lee Suhyuk?"

Kim's eyes opened a bit wide. He was surprised that his name came out of the director's mouth.

"Yes, I know him."

"Okay, he's going to be a.s.signed to the emergency room as of today. He's going to see the patients. Can you pay attention to him? As he is an intern, I'm afraid he might cause troubles."

Actually an intern could give the wrong prescription, and with further trouble, it could bring about medical law suit.

When Kim's eyes became wider, Jang let out a silent sigh, saying,

"I know you're busy, but for this time only, let me ask of you a favor like this."

"Okay, sir."

Jang was surprised at Kim's short reply. He expected that Kim would rebuke him at his crazy suggestion that an intern would see the patients.

"Any thing else you want to say to me?" asked Kim.

Jang nodded his head, saying, "He won't be there for very long. So, I hope he is in good hands."

Jang thought that Suhyuk would be exhausted after a few days in the emergency room, even though he was full of enthusiasm to see the patients. So challenging and demanding a place was the emergency room.

"Okay, then…"

Kim's smile became more and more thick as he left the office.

—–

Oh Byungchul was tilting his head sideways. By now this Alien intern who should have been busy with all kind of stuff at the Neurosurgery Department, Suhyuk, was standing before him.

"What brought you here again?"

Suhyuk smiled.

"I was rea.s.signed to the emergency medical department."

"What are you talking about…"

Oh could not continue. Suhyuk was already seeing a patient with a wry frown, who was just taken into the emergency room. He looked like he was in his late 20s.

"In which area do you feel uncomfortable?" asked Suhyuk.

"I was stabbed."

Suhyuk lay the patient down slowly on a bed.

"Did you say you were stabbed? Speak again slowly."

"I fell down inn the construction site, and I was stabbed by an the iron core embedded in the ground."

"Let me check it."

Suhyuk rolled up the man's upper clothes. The blood was sticky on the lower part of the right collarbone, making it difficult to visually confirm the wound. Suhyuk wiped off blood with a disinfected gauze right away.

"Uh……"

Suhyuk opened his mouth at the patient's moaning.

"Please be patient a little more. It'll be done quickly."

Soon he cleaned off the blood, and the wound was clearly visible to his eyes.

Every time he breathed, the chest wall went in and out repeatedly.

In order to prevent air from entering, he put a tape on the hole first, and he attached a cable to the body of the patient quickly. In so doing he looked at Oh standing in the back.

"Can I do the same as I did before?"

Suhyuk's eyes were s.h.i.ning. Oh nodded his head. As he had done it before, there was no reason he could not do it now. He could ask Suhyuk later why he came to the emergency medical department.

After checking the patient's vital signs, Suhyuk urgently pushed the stretcher carrying him and disappeared. Oh did not ask him why, because he would come back soon.

He was right.

Coming back to the emergency room, Suhyuk opened his mouth,

"Symptomatic thoracic swelling was seen. The auxiliary muscle does not show the signs of use, nor does the jugular vein show signs of swelling. Avoiding bradykinesia, airway deviation, as well as decreasing right breath sounds."

Suhyuk opened his mouth again, checking the patient's tomography.

"As you can see, skin defects and air pockets due to the stab wounds on the right chest wall were observed. Signs of pneumothorax."

Oh nodded his head.

"Chest tube insertion should be performed."

Oh just kept nodding, "Contact the surgery team."

"Yes."

Fluttering his white gown, he turned back. Looking at him, Oh murmured, "He's started it again…"

Yes, just like before, but he could feel something was different about Suhyuk this time. His confidence?

Yes, that was it. That kind of att.i.tude was confirmed in his moving around.

"It's liver laceration. I think ERCP will be helpful."

Watching him, with his feet frozen like a stone statue, Oh opened his mouth, "Uh… yes."

He was just absent-minded.

As soon as a patient was taken into the emergency room, Suhyuk immediately began seeing him, rushed to the imaging room for a clear diagnostics and came back. Moving around more comprehensively than before, and identifying the name of the disease exactly without any error. He was just like a medical device.

When there were fewer patients, the nurses spoke to Suhyuk,

"Sir, take it easy."

"Yes, please. You'll be exhausted soon if you're busy like this."

It looked like he was running a marathon. He kept moving his body without any letup or rest.

"I'm okay."

Suhyuk was wiping off the sweat running down his forehead…

Then he heard, "Mr. Lee Suhyuk."

He turned his head at a man's familiar voice calling his name. He was Prof. Kim Jinwook.

"I hear that you've been rea.s.signed to the emergency room. Did you speak to the hospital director about it directly?"

When he nodded with a smile, Prof. Kim also smiled.

Prof. Kim was not curious about what kind of conversation went on between him and the director. He just thought that the director appreciated Suhyuk's talent. He thought it was so. What's important to him was that Suhyuk was now in his medical territory.

"Why did you say you wanted to come to the emergency medical department?"

Kim only wanted to know this reason.

"I like this place," Suhyuk answered shortly.

This was the place where he could first see the patient whose life was at risk. With a swift response, he could save the patient's life. This was the very place he wanted to be in.

Looking at him with a satisfactory expression, Kim opened his mouth,

"How long did you say you wanted to work here?"

"For one month."

If he had his way, he wanted to see the emergency patients, and even do the surgery directly when needed. But it was only his wishful thinking, and all he had to do was to transfer the patient to the relevant medical team. They cast a suspicious eye on him, and there was no chance that they could let him do the surgery. That's because he told the director that he wanted to come to the emergency room. Such as it was, it was where he could first see the emergency patient whose life was in critical condition. He should normally have been a resident to do such things.

Then he heard another voice calling him.

"Mr. Lee Suhyuk!"

He was Prof. Lee Mansuk.

"I heard the news. Did you tell the hospital director to send you to the emergency room? Is it true?"

Suhyuk nodded his head, saying, "Yes, I wanted to see patients directly…"

"Hey, you can see the patients enough at the neurosurgeon department."

That was true. But he shook his head in his heart.

Prof. Lee seemed to confine him to his own office often.

He appreciated Lee's intention, but at the same time felt it a burden and an oppression of his heart. He would rather see the patients during that time.

Did Prof. Kim notice Suhyuk's thinking like this?

Kim, talking over the phone on the sidelines, opened his mouth,

"I just heard that a patient with aortic aneurysm was being taken to our hospital from another one. Do you remember observing the surgery from before? How about coming with me?"

Suhyuk nodded his head without any hesitation, "Thanks."

Kim said to Lee, "As you see, I'm afraid we have to go to the surgery room soon. See you later."

Suhyuk also bowed his head. So both of them pa.s.sed by Lee.

Lee's eyes were looking at Suhyuk disappearing. He was casting a regrettable gaze at him, full of glaring eyes. He then thought very hard about what Suhyuk really wanted, and what he wanted to possess most at his age. After thinking about it quietly, he began to walk fast and caught up with Suhyuk. Pa.s.sing by him, Lee asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, sir."

Nodding his head, Lee walked ahead of him.

Dressed in a surgery gown, Prof. Kim asked Suhyuk,

"Do you remember the aortic aneurysm surgery you have observed from before?"

He nodded his head. The number of his surgery observations was only a few. How can he not remember it?

"Do you mean the surgery that requires replacement by artificial blood vessel?"

Before he came into the surgery room, Suhyuk had already checked with Kim and the patient.

Kim nodded his head with a satisfactory expression.

"Right, it's a surgery that partially removes the swollen aorta and treats it with artificial blood vessels."

Though Kim said that casually, Suhyuk knew how dangerous such a surgery it was. For it was a surgery that required supplying blood constantly with the heart put to rest during the operation.

"Let's go."

They went into the surgery room. There Suhyuk found the most medical staff he has ever seen on standby. Aortic aneurysm surgery required many expert hands that could catch even a minimal change in the patient's condition.

"Let me start the anesthesia."

At the anesthesiologist's words, Suhyuk approached the patient. For he saw the patient's eyes overshadowed by fear and burden of surgery rather than his face frowned with pain.

"Don't worry. Just take a sound sleep and then wake up. It'll be over soon."

Suhyuk smiled, and the patient's expression showed he was calm and relaxed.

Suhyuk's words were heard in his ears as if the surgery was nothing. Thanks to him, the patient could close his eyes comfortably.

Kim closely watched the medical staff's handling of work to monitor even the smallest mistake.

Fortunately, it did not happen. After confirming it, he talked to the resident next to him.

"Just for today, can you take a break as the a.s.sistant on the right?"

Then he looked at Suhyuk.

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At Kim's words, the resident turned his head to the side, and found a rookie intern looking around at the medical staff. Anyone interested in the news about the hospital at all could not have not known about his name, Lee Suhyuk. His nicknames were not just one or two.

"Okay, sir."

The resident stepped back, nodding his head.

Prof. Kim would give interns direct teaching like that, and they could understand him without any difficulty. However, they had some misgivings about his intention sometimes.

Aortic aneurysm surgery was mostly an emergency surgery. Yet, how could Prof. Kim yield the role of an a.s.sistant on the right to an intern? It was the first time an intern was involved in emergency surgery.

When Suhyuk came up at Kim's calling, the resident stepped aside and looked at Suhyuk, and he thought like this: 'When the patient's belly was opened, he would get a scolding from the professor in a minute.' Convinced of that scenario, the resident was ready to be on hand as an a.s.sistant at the professor's calling at any given time.

Suhyuk, coming next to Kim, said, "Thanks."

That reflected his genuine feelings. He expected to watch as an observer in the distance, but was instead given the role of an a.s.sistant.

With a smile, Kim asked, "You can do it well, right?"

Saying that, Kim recalled a past episode of Suhyuk partic.i.p.ating in his surgery as an observer.

Prof. Kim was surprised several times when he heard Suhyuk's murmuring in the back. Suhyuk had been mentioning the process to take well in advance about the process of the surgery he performed.

Today Prof. Kim wanted to find out the real value of his capability. At the same time, when he showed any small error, he was ready to replace him with the resident.

"I can do it well, sir."

As soon as Suhyuk nodded his head, the surgery started.

"I'll start surgery now. Scalpel!"

At Kim's words, the nurse handed over a scalpel.

"Aortic aneurysm surgery should be done right from the start."

Taking his hand to the target area, Kim moved the scalpel right away.

The skin was incised, and blood was coming out like drops of water.

"Bobby knife."

The patient's chest was opened, with the smell of burning flesh.

Right before their eyes, the red heart beating dangerously was visible clearly.

"Seems like the heart is beating slowly. Why is that?"

At Kim's asking, Suhyuk replied, "Because of a cardiac rest injection."

At his reply, Kim showed a satisfactory look. With one just glance, Suhyuk could understand what he meant. He knew it when he first saw him, when he woke up from his coma condition.

At that time Kim was an intern. Waking up from a vegetative condition, he calmly came up with diagnostics of his own condition and listed all the strange medical terms. Kim recalled how he was sick and tired of him after talking with him several times. Besides, Kim would flee from him who was troubling him with questions. He felt his face burning when he recalled such episodes.

Now he became an intern. He was so curious as to how far he had come in furthering his medical skill.

"It takes about 3 minutes for the heart to come to a stop."'

At the perfusionist's words Kim nodded his head, saying,

"You saw the image shot a moment ago. Can you locate the target?"

Suhyuk said shortly, "Yes."

"Can you secure a view, so I can take a good look?"

At Kim's asking, the medical staff were surprised. Did Kim really ask him to be his a.s.sistant? If that's the case, it would carry too much risk. There might be delay in the operation time, and if he makes any mistake, that silly intern could damage the patient's organs.

Completely unaware of such concerns by the medical staff, Suhyuk said, with s.h.i.ning eyes,

"As soon as the heart stops, let me start right away, sir."

"Good."

Kim nodded his head, and Suhyuk pulled away the thin and transparent surgery gloves covering his hands. The heart stopped now, and the perfusionist opened his mouth,

"I'll keep his temperature at 27 degrees C."

Kim opened his mouth, looking at Suhyuk,

"Show it to me." Yeah, your capability.

Holding iron surgery equipments, Suhyuk put his hand into the patient's chest.

When he pushed the organs beside the heart sideways a bit, he heard some sort of oozing sound there. Kim's eyes shone sharply. He was ready to stop him at the slightest sign of a mistake. However, it turned out to be groundless fears. The bloated aortic aneurysm was cleary visible to Kim's eyes. 'I knew it!'

"Is the heart circulatory system running?"

At Suhyuk's asking, Kim turned to the perfusionists, who then nodded their head.

"I'll start incision right now. Suction!"

The suction making a loud noise was put inside the chest.

"Okay, just hold it like that."

Kim moved the scissors to cut the blood vessels.

The blood compressed in the vessels surged, but did not splatter anywhere. Suhyuk was blocking it with his palm. Kim, shaking his head, smiled absurdly. He expected blood to splatter toward him, but Suhyuk moved one step faster.

"Nice, very nice!"

The a.s.sistant on the other side put the suction inside the chest and sucked all the stagnant blood. Dozens of surgery equipments were put in and outside of the patient's chest.

With a scary sound the bloated aortic aneurysm was shown outside. Suhyuk looked at Kim.

From now on, nimble handling was the most important. A heart circulatory system was running as a replacement of the heart. Though blood and oxygen were circulating the body artificially, it could not work as good as the mysterious heart of the human body. Quickly connecting the blood vessels and fixing the heart would prevent complications.

"Give me the artificial blood vessels."

At Kim's words, the a.s.sistant handed him a white artificial blood vessel. Thick as a thumb, it looked like a warped lake. When this was connected to the blood vessels, the surgery would be complete.

"Resident Oh, please secure a view for me."

The resident on the opposite side nodded his head.

"And hold the blood vessels for me, Suhyuk."

"I'm afraid I can't do it," said Suhyuk without any hesitation.

Because blood vessel anastomosis must be done in detail, it is like blindfolded eyes without the microscope-attached gla.s.ses. Even the a.s.sistant holding the vessels needed the gla.s.ses.

Suhyuk stepped back without any regret. It was only right for him to step back because his eyes were not a microscope. Any little mistake would lead to delay in operation time and an accident.

Kim smiled at his action. He wondered what kind of reaction he would show, but it was what he had expected. Rather than being greedy, he was doing his best for the patient. Other residents would not step back easily because of their greed, and actually there were so many such residents.

"Nurse Choi, there is a microscope gla.s.ses near the heart circulatory system. Can you pa.s.s it to me?"

Suhyuk's eyes opened wider. So did the other medical staff.

Was he ready to have the intern take care of the angiostomy too?

When everybody was thinking like that, Kim asked Suhyuk,

"Can you do angiostomy?"

With the microscope gla.s.ses, Suhyuk nodded, saying, "Yes, I can, sir."

Suhyuk looked down at the patient's chest.

The main artery was seen among the heart, lung and stomach.

"If I make any mistakes, I'll take full responsibility."

Kim nodded his head slowly, and demonstrated first.

"Needle holder!"

When Kim reached out his hand, the a.s.sistant handed him a needle holder.

Then he started the angiostomy.

"Take a good look."

Kim began to connect the artificial blood vessel with the main artery. He did it very skillfully as if he had done it many times before, and at that with a very fine technique.

So he was done with one part of the angiostomy. Now what was left was the rear of it.

Kim asked him once again, "Can you really do it?"

Suhyuk nodded as before.

"Okay, go ahead with it then."

Saying that, Kim said to the medical staff with glaring eyes,

"I'll take responsibility for what happens from now on."

A resident, watching the situation with a suspicious eye, came to Kim, saying,

"Sir, how can you let a mere intern take care of the angiostomy?"

"Let me take responsibility."

Talking to him quietly, Kim looked at the other medical staff one by one and they shut their mouths. Then, Suhyuk's hands began to move.

While everybody there was looking at Suhyuk anxiously, only Kim trusted him strongly.

He already surpa.s.sed him in terms of medical knowledge when he first saw him.

What kind of masterly level did he reach by now?

Of course, theory and practice are different. Still, Kim found himself trusting him more and more, and when he showed any sign of mistake, he could stop Suhyuk.

Standing back, Kim watched his work closely. So did the medical staff.

They were so anxious about if he would make any mistake at all.

However, their anxiety was gradually turning into astonishment instead.

There was no error at all in is his technique, as if it was measured by a ruler.

The intern's finesse in pulling the needle was sophisticated and neat.

Kim, standing with his arms folded back, smiled satisfactorily. His anxiety turned out to be a groundless worry. It was not important where he learnt all this. What was important was Lee Suhyuk was with him. Kim faced the medical staff's eyes one by one.

It was like him asking them about their opinion, as if he praised his own son.

Everybody shook their heads, because what was really unbelievable happened right before their eyes.

Some of them were murmuring before they knew it.

"Oh, that really makes me go crazy…"

"Does this make any sense?"

They could not believe he was an intern.

Under the white surgery lights, Suhyuk moved his hands quietly.

Nothing was heard except for the sound of the machine. The medical staff became frozen like a stone statue, and Suhyuk's voice was heard in no time, "I'm done."

It was at this moment when the name of Lee Suhyuk was inscribed into the history of Daehan Hospital.

—–

While Suhyuk was taking off his surgery gown, the nurse and resident spoke some words to him respectively,

"Nice job, sir!"

"Are you sure you're just an intern?"

Some of them just shook their heads without saying anything.

Kim patted him on the shoulder.

"Good job!"

Suhyuk bowed his head and said, "Thank you."

"Well, it's me who has to thank you, as you relieved me of the work I was supposed to do."

Now, his surprise was gone and instead he had a new curiosity about him.

Suhyuk did the angiostomy without any difficulty.

How high is his level of masterly techniques? And what kind of doctor would he be over time?

"Let's go."

At Suhyuk's words, Kim grinned. What Suhyuk said was for them go to the recovery room of the patient. Patient, patient, patient. That was all that was on his mind all the time.

"Okay, let's go."

The patient woke up without any problem, and he was taken to the patient's recovery room.

Kim had to calm down his guardians. As the dangerous surgery was finished earlier than expected, he could understand their concerns.

"Mr. Lee here did the angiostomy very well."

"Thanks, sir. Thanks."

"Will he be okay?"

At the guardian's asking, Suhyuk smiled at the child holding his mother's hands,

"Yes, he'll be alright. The surgery went very well, so don't worry. He'll soon get up."

Suhyuk waved his hands to the child, and he left the place first at Kim's instruction that he go to the on-call office.

Then, he heard, "Mr. Lee Suhyuk!"

At the voice calling his name, he turned back his head.

It was Jang Kiwon, the son of the hospital director.

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When Suhyuk looked at him, Jang Kiwon, who showed some hesitation, approached him.

"Can I talk with you, sir?"

He had an innocent and childish face, which just took away his image of being a teenager.

"I don't think there is anything we can talk about between us."

"Only a short time will do. Please.."

Looking at him quietly, Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Okay, tell me then."

"Well, this place is not good for me to talk, so shall we move to another place? I know that there is a quiet coffee spot in the back of the hospital."

Suhyuk made an embarra.s.sed expression. He just thought of pa.s.sing by Jang, but his facial expression became very grave. 'What does he want to tell me?'

Soon after, Suhyuk went out of the hospital after telling Prof. Kim Jinwook about the reason.

As Jang said, the coffee shop was small and there were not many customers.

Suhyuk had a cup of water while Jang was looking at a coffee cup with its steam rolling up.

"So, what do you want to tell me?"

At his remarks Jang raised his head and said shortly, "I'm sorry, sir."

"Sure," said Suhyuk with a dry voice. He did not hate Jang that much, and his apology did not feel like it was a genuine one to him. He could not feel any sincerity.

When Jang kept silence, Suhyuk opened his mouth again.

"Is that all you wanted to say to me?"

"I'm sorry. I wanted to see you to say I'm sorry. Back then I was so absent-minded… I'm really sorry."

"Okay. Be careful next time. Let me go then."

When he was rising from the seat, his eyes became wide. For Jang knelt down.

Suhyuk looked at him without saying anything.

"I'm sorry. Really sorry."

With his head down, and his two shoulders trembling, he began to sob.

"I'm sorry. Boohoo… It was not my intention to hit you and run… I'm so sorry."

Suhyuk, while looking at his trembling shoulders, opened his mouth,

"Did your father tell you to see and apologize to me?"

He shook his head from left to right. On such occasions drops of tears fell down.

"No, never."

He was right. His father wanted to empower him usually because he knew his timid personality more than anybody else. So, his father kept telling him to never stay dispirited.

That was all he got from his father. However, he could not put up with it.

What happened was really accidental.

On his usual days he hardly went out of his house except for he went to school.

When he went out as an exception on this particular day, it was because he wanted to buy character figures, or something on sale as a limited edition. As he was treated as an outcast from his high school days, there were few friends of his. Even those few he regarded as friends approached him only for money.

So, his only friends were his computer and some character figures.

On on very particular day, he was checking if there were any new character figures on sale, and he came to know a motorcycle hobby club by chance. Those riding motorcycles in black jackets, they looked so cool to him. How much freedom would they feel when they rode their motorcycles, crossing paths with the wind!

For the first time ever he plucked up the courage to do somehting. His father, who was curt to him usually, smiled when he was told that his son would go out for fun. His father's gestures and expression was vivid in his memory, which gave him a big encouragement. So he purchased a motorcycle, and went to see the hobby club members. They welcomed him with bright faces, an he could forget about everything when he was riding his motorcycle, with the cool wind blowing over his face.

The Jang Kiwon of the past, who he surfed the internet all day, and confined himself to his room, disappeared far away. So he happily spent one month riding around. Was he ever happier than this moment? He felt that there was no other time such like this.

Then right at that moment, the accident happened.

He was so scared at the time. How many times he thought about it, turning back to see the fallen victim. Because of that foolish misjudgement for a second, he was never able to a good night's rest since.

He was anxious about being caught at any given time, and the victim he hit and run came to his dreams everyday. He was just scared and distressed.

"Stand up, man"

At Suhyuk's words, Jang shook his head, still kneeling down.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry…"

After letting out a silent sigh, Suhyuk held his shoulders slowly.

Jang raising his head, with his face covered with tears. Suhyuk looked into his face for a while. A handsome face with double eyelids that reminded him of a meek puppy, and his eyes full of regrets.

Suhyuk smiled softly at him, and then patted him on the shoulder. Jang cast his eyes toward Suhyuk's shoulder.

"I had this part of my shoulder hit by your motorcycle, but it's okay and normal now."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Stand up."

He shook his head when standing up.

Suhyuk, smiling at him, let out a sigh. He could feel Jang's sincerity clearly enough.

"Looks like you were apologizing to me against your will…"

Though Suhyuk said that playfully, Jang did not take it like that. He shook his head, as if he were saying he had not offered his apologies against his will. The coffee shop employees and the customers all turned their eyes towards them.

Jang thought he made a mistake because his act might make Suhyuk appear as a bad man. Bolting from the seat, he shouted to them,

"I'm behaving like this because I was in the wrong. So don't misunderstand us."

Suhyuk said, smiling bitterly, "Well, that seems to make me look worse."

They went out of the coffee shop.

Jang bowed his head once again, saying, "Sorry, and thanks for forgiving me."

Suyuk patted his shoulder lightly, saying, "Be careful next time. Ride a bicycle instead of a motorcycle."

Turning around, Suhyuk waved his hands at Jang. Then Jang said something to his ears,

"Can I call you Big brother when I see you next time?"

Suhyuk smiled gently, replying, "Just call me brother."

—–

Two weeks pa.s.sed since Suhyuk stayed at the emergency medical department. During that time he was everywhere, constantly moving around with the patients, emerging from the imaging room and then going back to the emergency room at once.

In the meantime the name Lee Suhyuk gradually spread throughout Daehan Hospital, and those who spread that rumor were mostly the medical team of the emergency aortic aneurysm team.

Regardless of that rumor, Suhyuk moved around until late in the night.

Just coming back from the CT imaging room, Suhyuk approached Oh Byungchul.

"Sir, the patient seems to have deep neck infection."

Oh asked calmly, "What about airway stenosis?"

"Drainage and antibiotics will do."

"You're going to transfer the patient, right?"

As Suhyuk nodded, Oh showed an OK gesture.

It looked as if they exchanged a conversation as if they were two senior residents, but Oh still did not feel it that way. Suhyuk's error-free diagnostics and opinion made Oh's feel blunt and less knowledged.

When Suhyuk was about to move, Prof. Kim approached him. It was 9pm. Kim called for him like that at any time, whether early or late in the day. He wanted to make sure Suhyuk was safe from the other guy, who was none other than Lee Mansuk.

"Where are you going?"

Suhyuk replied at his asking, "I have a patient with a deep neck infection."

Kim asked subtly, "What is the causative strain?"

"Streptococcus and oral anaerobic strains, sir."

Kim smiled before he knew it. Whenever he asked Suhyuk, his immediate answer made him happy. Then it came to his mind: 'What if Suhyuk asked him something, he can answer right?'

At that moment he recalled a certain memory of his: When Suhyuk, after waking up from the vegetative state, asked him, he just escaped as if he did not hear anything.

'What is he thinking of?'

With a smile, Kim shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

Suhyuk asked Kim in a pensive mood.

"No, nothing…"

When Kim was stammering, Oh came up to him and bowed his head.

"You're doing well."

"Don't mention it, sir," Oh scratched his head as if he felt embarra.s.sed at his remarks.

"By the way, Mr. Oh?"

"Yes, go ahead."

"Don't you think you're giving Mr. Lee Suhyuk alone a hard time?"

Oh's eyes became wider at his asking. He had never done that before. Rather, the object of his shouting was the interns following the nurses around and not the resident's. But he had never spoken to Suhyuk in a loud voice.

Suhyuk was seeing the patients without any interference.

"It's not because I give him a hard time but because he seems to be greedy for work."

Hearing his explanation, Kim just nodded his head. That's possible.

"Mr.Oh!"

"Yes, sir."

"What time does Mr. Lee Suhyuk stay at the emergency room until as a rule?"

"Until 5am in the morning."

Kim gave a hollow smile at Oh. Then he was sleeping for only four hours on average…

"From now on, send him home when it's past 2am."

Though his enthusiasm was commendable, he might crack under the strain.

"Yes, sir."

—–

It was 11pm.

A woman was getting out of a van. Wearing a black mask, she arrived at Daehan Hospital.

She waved her hands at the van, and said, "Go home now!"

The van left, and the woman, looking around slowly, then moved quickly.

She hurriedly arrived at the emergency room.

"Is this the right place?"

The automatic door opened, and she went in.

The emergency room was not busy, and there were not that many patients.

The woman with the mask was looking around cautiously, when a nurse asked,

"What brought you here?"

"May I see Mr. Lee Suhyuk?"

The nurse looked for him inside the emergency room, but he was not seen.

"Looks like he's seeing a patient. What's the matter?"

Touching her forehead, the masked woman said,

"I feel dizzy, and I have a small fever. I want a check-up."

"Wait a minute. Let me call for another doctor."

"I'd like to have a check-up done only by Mr. Lee."

The nurse tilted her head. Why does she insist on Mr. Lee?

"Do you know him?"

She shook her head, "No, I just want to let him check my condition."

"You might have to wait a long while. Can you still wait?"

At the nurse's asking, she nodded her head.

"Okay, then. Please have a seat over there."

And then the nurse called for Mr. Lee.

Five minutes soon pa.s.sed, and Suhyuk came into the emergency room.

Then, she took off her mask.

Now the whole medical staff were surprised at her face, which was now unveiled fully.

Suhyuk was just as much surprised as them.

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She was in her early 20s. Taking off her mask, she grinned. She was such a beauty that she could be compared to an idol singer.

"Are you Dr. Lee Suhyuk?" she asked, thinking to herself, 'Hmmmm.. I can't believe he's so handsome.'

At her asking, Suhyuk nodded his head slowly and opened his mouth,

"Are you talent Lee Soyon by any chance?"

Though Suhyuk was not the type to watch TV, it was just impossible that he would not know of her.

She always appeared on the TV in the lobby or on the TV in the patient's room.

All of this showed how popular Lee Soyon was these days.

Suhyuk asked her quietly while the medical staff spoke in whispers, "Where do you feel hurt or sick?"

Putting her hand on her head, she said, "I feel like I have a fever, and I feel dizzy."

"Have you ever felt like this before? What did you eat in the evening?"

"No, never. And I ate some chicken breast, banana, and yogurt for dinner."

Suhyuk nodded his head and took the stethoscope from around his neck.

"Wait a minute…"

Then Oh Byungchul came over, asking "Where does she feel uncomfortable?"

"Well, I feel she needs to have a test taken, but in my opinion she has a little bit of anemia."

"Really? Let me take care of her. Take a break."

"Okay."

Suhyuk moved without any hesitation.

"Do you feel dizzy?" asked Oh.

At his asking, she nodded, staring at Suhyuk blankly, thinking 'What a man… Should he not ask me for my signature?'

Looking at Suhyuk's back, she turned to Oh Byungchul now and spoke,

"Well… can I get an examination done from Mr. Lee Suhyuk?"

"Do you know him?" Oh Byungchul smiled and asked.

'How can she look for an intern when she has a specialist in front of her?' He had no choice but to feel bitter about it.

"I do not know him… But I want to be treated by a famous doctor at Daehan Hospital. And he has been on TV several times."

"He is an intern but ok, no problem."

Oh turned back and called for Suhyuk immediately, "Please take care of her."

Oh then tapped him on the shoulder and left while whispering to Suhyuk, "Get her signature for me."

Smiling a bit, Suhyuk turned to her and asked, "Did you say you have a fever?"

"I feel like I do."

"I'll be done checking in a moment."

Suhyuk put his hand into his gown pocket, and took out the Thermo Checker and took it to her forehead. As it is a non-contact type thermometer, it can confirm her temperature from only 2 or 3 centimeters away.

The machine sounded and the Thermo Checker measured her temperature as 36.7 degrees. It was about 0.2 degrees higher than the average body temperature, but could be said to be a normal body temperature.

"I do not think you have any fever."

She whispered, sweeping up her long hair and muttered,

"Could it be due to my mood?"

"Did you say you also felt dizzy?"

Lee Soyon nodded.

Suhyuk then said, "There are many reasons for dizziness: overwork, stress, lack of sleep, as well as symptoms caused by problems with the ear. Why don't you try having a simple blood test done? For an accurate diagnosis, you had better also have an X-ray taken."

At Suhyuk's words, her eyes became wide.

'Do I really need to do such a test?'

"Then blood test only," she said.

Suhyuk brought a syringe right away.

"It will sting a bit."

When Suhyuk took the syringe to her arm, she closed her eyes and turned her head.

"It's done."

Lee Soyon blinked. No sooner had she felt it sting than it was done.

A kind voice came out from Suhyuk's mouth, "It will take some time to get the results of the blood test, and if you come tomorrow, you can receive it. If the dizziness does not go away, you might want to take another type of test."

Lee Soyon, who was staring at Suhyuk's face, nodded her head.

"Goodbye then."

Suhyuk turned back to head for the clinical pathology department.

Then a nurse came to Lee Soyon.

"You are so beautiful, I am a fan! Please follow me this way."

Smiling at the nurse, she fixed her eyes on Suhyuk though.

Lee Soyon, coming out of the emergency room, recalled Suhyuk.

He was kind, but that was all.

His eyes looked at her without any emotion, and she was just a patient in front of him. No more or no less, and that offended her self-esteem a little.

'But he does look quite a but handsome.'

Suddenly, she recalled what her uncle told her, "Won't you meet a handsome and cool doctor?"

She refused it many times, but her uncle called her about this several times a day.

What kind of person is he?

Because of the uncle's repeated push, she came to accept his request like this, after all.

Lee Suhyuk was the doctor her uncle told her to go meet so many times. He was quite handsome, like a male actor that one could see only at a broadcasting station.

"How come he didn't ask for my signature?"

A bit upset, she went straight to the front door of Daehan Hospital to go home.

Then she sighed deeply. Except for her cellphone, her pockets were empty.

"How stupid I am! I left my wallet in the car."

Touching the dial pad of the cellphone to contact her manager, she then looked at the hospital building suddenly.

"I wonder if he is still there."

Actually she did not tell her uncle that she would come here. Having been recalling her uncle, she decided to call him.

"Uh, yeah. So, have you thought about the blind date?"

As soon as he said that right after he picked up the phone, she just laughed, embarra.s.sed.

"I've already met him…"

"You saw him? What are you talking about?"

"I'm in front of Daehan Hospital right now."

Lee Soyon was sitting in a professor's office.

"So, what do you think about him? He looks much better than male actors just like I told you, right?"

At her uncle's words, she shook her head. However, what he said made sense to some degree.

He was a doctor with great looks.

She wanted to know a bit about his personality because he just regarded her, a TV talent, as a patient, No more or no less than that. Is it because he has many girlfriends?

Putting down a coffee cup, Lee laughed with a satisfactory smile, saying,

"As time goes by, there will be no one in this country who doesn't know the name Dr. Lee Suhyuk."

Of course in this medical field, Lee was convinced that he would go that far.

'Neurosurgeon Lee Mansuk's disciple Lee Suhyuk.'

That thought made him smile before he knew it.

"When are you available?"

"Why?" Soyon opened her eyes wide.

That image of hers was so beautiful he just kept smiling.

She was his niece, who lost her mom and dad in an accident. Since then, he has been taking care of her. Actually he did not do much for her. Pressed hard by the busy life of a doctor, he found himself staying at the hospital for far too many nights. Whatever help he offered her was just financial help. Still, she grew up so beautifully into the person she is now. Along the way, she did not make any trouble, for which he felt thankful.

"Let's have a meal together with Lee Suhyuk one of these days. He's a terrific guy, taking care of patients so well, with such a good heart."

At his words, she lifted the coffee cup, as if she was shy, and opened her mouth.

"I'm available next week. By the way, uncle, you should be responsible for any scandals involving me."

Showing off his white teeth, Lee nodded his head and said, "Do not worry about it, because I know a quiet Korean restaurant."

Of course, it would be much better if a scandal broke out involving her and Suhyuk.

"Let's go now."

"I'm surprised to know you're going home with me like this. Don't you have any patients to see today?"

"No. Actually I was just about to go home when you called. Shall I buy some of the spicy chicken feet that you like?"

"Yeah!"

So, the uncle and his niece left the faculty office.

—–

Suhyuk was in the lobby. He was not alone, but with Binna who was on call for the day.

"Every time you treat me to food like this. I'll buy it next time by all means."

Binna, who handed over the lunch box to him, waved her hands and said,

"No, sir. I just made another one when I was preparing for my lunch because I felt that you like sus.h.i. rolls, so I packed it together for your night snack."

Her face turned red. She saw his face many, many times, and still she found her face in a blush whenever she looked at his. She saw him in her dreams.

When her cheeks made dimples, Suhyuk pulled two c.o.kes from the vending machine.

"Have not you eaten anything yet? Let's have it together. Shall we go to the Sky Park?"

There was no particular break time for the medical staff working through the night.

Whenever they could find time available, they had to take care of the meals for themselves.

Suhyuk moved toward the elevator with Binna nodding her head.

At that moment, Lee Mansuk's eyes, who came out into the lobby from the other elevator, became big, because Suhyuk, who was holding a lunch box, was standing side by side with a nurse.

The images of them talking to each other in a friendly manner seemed unusual to him.

"What's the matter with you, uncle?"

Soyon's gaze was directed to the front.

"It's nothing" Lee, who blocked her gaze, pressed on her, saying, "Let's go quickly."

"What?"

Lee grabbed her shoulders lightly, and took her to the door as if he was dragging her.

"Ooops, you have to wear a mask Soyon. People in the street will recognize you otherwise and bother you."

Soon Lee and Soyon, who was wearing a mask, left the hospital.

Suhyuk looked back. Was he mistaken? That feeling as if someone was looking at him?

The elevator door was opened and the two moved inside.

At that moment, there was a ringing sound in his robe pocket.

"I think you should go…"

At Binna's words, Suhyuk smiled bitterly.

"I'll treat you to a meal next time."

So he moved with a running stride.

Left alone in the lobby, she murmured while looking at the lunchbox she was holding, "Doctor Lee, it's good to take care of patients, but you have to take care of yourself too. You must be hungry…"

The emergency room was noisy.

Those men in black suits and sportswear were foul-mouthed.

"He was. .h.i.t by a golf club, please do something about him."

"Doctor! Don't you see my boss hurt like this? Come here quickly!"

The nurses flinched at their rough voices.

The doctors felt the same. Their facial expressions, tinged with tiredness, were replaced with some sort of tense look.

There were around 15 stout men.

The man with a pot belly, who was in the middle of the group, shouted out.

Oh Byungchul approached the man in bed. His white s.h.i.rt was soaked with blood.

"How did you get hurt?" he asked.

"I was stabbed by a fish knife."

Oh felt anxious as soon as the man said that. Then Suhyuk was coming into the emergency room. Looking around, he walked into the middle of the men to see the man in bed.

Then, a guy shouted to him, "Hey, doctor, come here. My boss's head is bleeding.

So, you have to treat him quickly. "

A small sigh came out of Suyuk's mouth.

Sweeping his hair. Suhyuk looked at each one of the hooligans that he could see.

"Please be quiet."

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Suhyuk's eyes looking at them were calm.

"Hey, you son of a bitch. How can I stay quiet when he was hurt terribly like this?!"

The man approached him and quickly grabbed Suhyuk's robe roughly.

"Just treat him quickly, okay?!"

The gown was pulled forward by the man. At that moment, Suhyuk looked at the man holding his gown quietly.

"You bastard…" said the the man whose face had a deep frown covering it.

"How dare you look me straight in the eye?"

There was more power in the hands of the man holding his robe as he continued squaring up on Suhyuk.

Suhyuk grabbed his wrist, saying, "Your pulse is beating fast. If you're excited like this, your heart will beat so that your heart can transmit blood to your body quickly and you can give a burst of power quickly and instantly."

When a person is excited or surprised, he or she breathes out reflexively. The heart stores its oxygen in the blood and supplies it to the body to improve its athletic ability.

The excited bodies senses become heightened sharply and they can react quickly to external stimuli.

The brain was no exception. A sudden increase in blood and oxygen supply makes brain activity faster.

Just like now.

"How can a kid like you glare at an adult?"

The man threw his fist at Suhyuk's face. At that moment, Suhyuk wrapped his arm holding his robe with his gown and he kicked the ankle joints of that man. With Suhyuk's gown fluttering in the air, the man fell to the floor. He depressed the opponent's force and pushed it down, using the weak joints to break down the center of his weight.

"Oh you bastard…"

When the fallen man was about to stand up, Suhyuk stepped down on his back.

"Do not worry, it's only a light bruise, and if you like, I can give you some physical therapy later."

Then he approached the man who was lying in the bed. He was someone everyone who came into the emergency room called Brother.

When the guys in black were coming beside him, Suhyuk opened his mouth to him lying in the bed quietly,

"You have a lot of blood coming from your head. If this continues, you may have trouble breathing, then go into shock, then fall into a coma."

Suhyuk stared at those approaching him as if they were trying to kill him, and then said,

"I feel as if I'm going to fight better than you guys somehow, but I hope the patient can hold on until I beat you up and down the floor."

At Suhyuk's words, the guys stopped for a moment.

'It's alright to say our boss should quickly get treatment, but how dare you threaten us with talk of our boss?'

"Hey, baby. Just hold your teeth tight, or your teeth will be broken."

The guys came close up to Suhyuk's nose. The the guy who was in the bed then opened his mouth,

"Stop it," and then he looked at Suhyuk, saying, "Doctor, I am busy, so please treat me quickly."

Suhyuk looked at them gathered around him. They were threateningly glaring at him as if they were about to hit him, but that did not happen.

"Those who need treatment will get treated, and those who are healthy should stay quietly and not disturb others."

At his words, the men were dispersed, and the emergency room was as quiet as it used to be, except for some occasional swearing.

"Let me take a look."

Suhyuk scattered his hair to see the wound, and he smiled a bit. His head was just a little torn.

"I think you need a bit of stitching, but won't you have a test done just in case?"

The man shook his head, "No thanks. Just stitch it right now."

Suhyuk nodded and looked at the nurse. She immediately brought a set of stitches for the wound. Suhyuk's hands moved immediately.

"It will sting a bit."

The man in bed was knitting his brows. Obviously he was putting up with the pain.

The nurse assisting at the side of Suhyuk had an approving expression on, seeing him doing a good job.

At that moment, the man pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened his mouth,

"Let me pick up the phone for a moment."

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Yeah, so, what happened?"

"Big trouble, boss! The police smelt a rat, and now they are heading for the hospital."

The eyes of the man talking over the phone became wide.

For the detectives were already storming into the emergency room.

One of them, who looked more like a gangster than an organized investigative team member, was approaching. The detective looking at Suhyuk smiled and asked,

"Doctor, was he seriously injured?"

"No, he just needs some stitching. That's it."

The detective, with a satisfactory look on his face, shouted to his men, "Put those who didn't get hurt into the van, and the others will be transported after they're treated."

The detectives moved quickly. They quickly put those grumbling men under control, coming in and out of the emergency room repeatedly, and they put handcuffs on the man who was treated last.

Only after that did they leave the place, and the medical staff could recover their calmness.

And they set their eyes on only one man, who was Suhyuk cleaning up the room.

"Did you hear about it Ms. Heo?" The nurse who looked at Suhyuk gathered both hands in her chest and muttered, repeating what Suhyuk had said:

"I think I will fight better than you guys for some reason, but I hope that the patient will hold on till I knock you all down. How wonderful he is!"

"Lee Suhyuk, I hear he had no lover?"

The unmarried nurses' hearts were burning with passion.

—–

Sunday morning.

Suhyuk who woke up at the lodging put on a cardigan instead of a doctor's gown.

Getting out of the hospital, he got on the bus right away.

As it was Sunday morning, the inside of the bus was relaxed and not crowded.

Suhyuk sat on the seat and looked at the hospital outside the window quietly.

As he usually worked only inside, he felt something refreshing when he looked at it from the outside for once.

He really met a lot of medical staff and patients at Daehan Hospital.

Once he became a resident, he could meet even more people. He looked forward to that day.

The bus made a loud "Oh my god. It's my baby!" (kyaahh) noise and drove on the road.

The neighborhood was noisy. Old buildings were broken down by various heavy equipment vehicles, for which studios and villas were being built everywhere.

Sukhyuk, who slowly walked around the neighborhood arrived at an old villa soon.

Looking at the building, he smiled bitterly.

He felt guilty as he has not come to this place for a few months.

Suhyuk walked into the villa with a familiar gait. Ding dong!

"Who is it!"

At the voice of a middle-aged women, Suhyuk said, "It's me, Suhyuk."

The door opened wide, and a woman was smiling with a surprised look.

She was the mother of Suhyuk.

"Oh my god. It's my baby!" (kyaahh)

"My child!" She touched his face for a moment, but not that long.

"Why didn't you contact me when you were coming here? Just come on in. Honey, Suhyuk is here!"

When he stepped into the porch, he could see his father. He stood up, holding the remote control as if he was watching TV.

"It's me, Suhyuk."

At Suhyuk's words, he slowly nodded his head.

"Why didn't you contact us first before you came here? Have you eaten?"

Suhyuk smiled at his blunt voice… "Not yet."

"Come on now. You should first eat before you move around. Honey, cook some food for him. No, let's go out to eat."

"Honey, you ate a little while ago, didn't you?"

"I think I didn't eat enough. I feel hungry again. I feel like having meat."

Suhyuk shook his head.

When he went into the living room, his mother nodded.

"Okay, let me cook rolled omelet for you just the way you like it. Just wait a bit while watching TV."

So, he sat side-by-side with his father, watching TV in the living room.

Changing the TV channels, his father asked, "How do you find your work?"

"Yes it's going well. I think it fits my aptitude."

With that answer, Suhyuk cast his eyes at his father's hand. Each knuckle of his fingers had a Band-aid put on.

"Were you hurt?"

"Well, you just get your knuckles to become like this with a lot of work."

His father kept switching the TV channels with the Band-aid covered fingers.

Suhyuk let out a small sigh. When can he make money, move to a new house and make them live in luxury?

"Let me take a look Dad."

"I'm fine."

"No, let me check it a bit."

Then, Suhyuk took off the Band-aid one by one from his father's hands.

When he did so, his father knitted his brows, which made Suhyuk feel heart-broken.

"Please wait a little more." 'I'll rake in the money as the best doctor.'

In no time, all the Band-aids were fallen from his fingers. His father was a manual laborer, hence the rough hands.

Suhyuk checked the wounds quietly. He could see cracks in the skin here and there.

He guessed that he had his fingers hurt while working without letup in his sweaty gloves.

Fortunately, there were no other wounds. Still, there were yellow calluses on his father's palms, and on the wrinkled hands.

His heart just hurt when he thought how his father could allow his wounded hands go untreated like this for so long…

Then he turned his head and looked at the hair of his mom now cooking rolled omelet in the kitchen.

How come there were so many grey hairs now on her firm hair, let alone on his father's short hair?

"Did you apply the Band-aids without using any ointment?"

"Do not worry about it. It'll be okay soon. I hear doctors are doing a lot of work. Are you, too?"

Suhyuk turned his head and jumped out of his seat.

He felt like some hot tears were coming out of his eyes.

"Where is the first aid kit?"

"It's in your room. Why are you looking for it?"

At his mother's voice, Suhyuk rushed into his own room.

A white square box. It was on the bookshelf.

'Why was it here? No proper place to put it? No way..She put it there just in case I might get hurt.'

Suhyuk looked back and checked his room carefully.

It was clean without any dust.

"Huuuuuuh…"

He opened the first aid kit. There was nothing in there. Only expired ointment and a dirty bandage. A sigh again flowed from the mouth of Suhyuk.

He just felt his throat become sore and some also a pressure in his eyeballs.

"Lee Suhyuk, you are such a bad guy."

Calming down his beating heart, he came back into the living room.

"Well, let me just go out for something real quick."

When he went out to the porch, his mother spoke hurriedly, "Food is almost ready. Have some before you go out."

"I'll be right back."

Suhyuk, who went straight to the pharmacy, bought the necessary medicine and ointment. Then he bought many fresh fruits on his way back home.

When Suhyuk arrived at the door of the house, his cell phone rang when he tried to push the doorbell. It was Oh Byungchul.

"Yes, sir."

"Where are you now? Didn't you bring the pager? You have a lot of patients in the emergency room. So, come back quickly."

He hung up the phone, after saying it.

Suhyuk looked at alternately at the iron door and the cell phone before his eyes.

"Patients…"

Suhyuk, who was locked in thought for a while, called Oh within a minute.

"I'll take a rest today."

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Chapter 82

After dinner at home, Suhyuk was ready to return to the hospital.

Of course, there was nothing special about going back.

There was nothing really in particular for him to pack, and everything he needed was at the lodging already.

"Do not leave… Will you take a break during the next weekend?"

At his mother's asking, Suhyuk smiled bitterly. Of course his parents could not notice it.

"I do not know, I'll call you when I'm next off."

When Suhyuk went out, the couple followed after.

As soon as Suhyuk was about to open his mouth, his mother said first, "The weather is so good that I want to take a walk with your dad."

At her words, Suhyuk was no longer able to discourage them. Their walking course was exactly up to the bus stop.

The bus arrived and Suhyuk got on, and as he was looking back at his mother and father he said,

"I'll give you a call."

His mom, with an arm wrapped around her husband's, waved her hand.

"Suhyuk, I hope you get used to the knack of the trade when you work. When something happens, call me right away."

His father was only looking at him without saying anything.

"Bye for now!"

The bus that carried the Suhyuk left right away.

The bus was not crowded when he got on, but the more it went through the bus stops, the more people got on, and the more crowded it became. The previously empty seats were all occupied, and it was further crowded with standing people.

When he looked out the window, people's voices flowed into his ears.

A man was bragging about his salary increase, and there were some talking about their recent dates.

Sometimes people were talking about how hurt they were after failed dates, sometimes they were talking about it with little bit of happiness in their voices.

At that moment, a woman frowned at a loud voice. It was because the elderly man behind Suhyuk blowing his nose.

"Grandpa, here you go."

Did he use up all the tissues? The woman who had frowned her face gave him a disposable tissue.

"Thanks, student."

Suhyuk's head swung back toward him.

A grandfather, head down, kept blowing his nose constantly.

Suhyuk opened his mouth, "Grandpa, it's not good to blow your nose so often."

When one blows his nose hard, the eustachian tube connecting the nose and the ears ceases to function, which could cause pain in the ear or ear canal. The mucous membrane can also weaken, which can lead to nosebleeds.

After blowing his nose, the old man lifted his head.

At the same time, Suhyuk's eyes grew bigger.

'Epistaxis'

The reason why the girl gave him the tissue paper was because he was pouring with a nosebleed. When the grandfather slipped his head backward, Suhyuk opened his mouth to ask, "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay. It will go away."

"Grandpa, do not lean back. Just tilt your head forward."

If the head was tilted backward, blood could enter the respiratory tract and cause aspiration pneumonia. Fortunately, the grandfather followed Suhyuk's words well.

When he tilted his head forward, blood dropped from his nose.

Though he blocked it with toilet paper, the blood was still flowing over his hand.

"Grandfather, hold your nose with two fingers and push it hard."

"Then will the bleeding stop?"

While he was blocking his nose with a tissue, he followed his words.

Suhyuk looked at him quietly. About five minutes passed.

Suhyuk knitted his brows slightly.

Though he thought it was not a big deal, the bleeding did not stop.

The amount of blood coming out was quite significant.

Suhyuk, now stood up from his seat, and elbowed his way to the old man.

"Did you get hit somewhere or did something sudden happen?"

"No, suddenly it came out like this."

It was not easy to see this amount of bleeding without a facial impact.

"Do you usually get a bloody nose like this?"

The old man shook his head, saying, "I've had no problem like this for years. Perhaps because I worked all night?"

He was a plastering worker at construction sites.

"I think you should go to the hospital."

At his words, the old man shook his head.

"It will get better over time," he said.

"No, it won't get better," said Suhyuk.

At his words, the old man smiled bitterly because he did not feel it necessary to pay the enormous medical fee once he got treatment at the hospital.

As the old man did not reply, Suhyuk opened his mouth again, "Grandpa, do you not think that there's a lot of blood coming out? It could damage your body. Going into shock. Or worse. It could cause you an even greater medical cost."

Suhyuk continued to persuade him.

The blood did not stop and the amount of bleeding was too much.

And finally Suhyuk decided to frighten him.

"I know some who died because they shed too much blood from a nosebleed."

It was a lie. He had never seen it before for himself, but it was also a rare occurrence that did happen.

Loss of consciousness due to excessive bleeding, which caused the patient's death during transportation to hospital.

At his words, the grandfather's wrinkled eyes grew bigger.

There was a stir in his mind.

"Really?"

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Yes, it's true. Get off with me at the next stop."

The hesitant old man nodded.

At that moment, there was a recorded announcement saying the next stop was the entrance to Daehan Hospital.

Suhyuk and the grandfather visited the emergency room.

"A patient with epistaxis."

Oh Byungchul, who was looking at the patients' charts, shook his head dumbfoundedly.

Now Suhyuk even began to bring in a patient from outside, not content with taking care of most of the usual emergency patients.

Suhyuk put the grandfather right on bed.

"Were you a doctor?"

At his asking, Suhyuk laughed and nodded his head.

The expected problem was anterior bleeding. It was a frequent problem that occurred when the mucosa weakened to seniors, but it is a bit different this time. Even bleeding from the front often stops. He had not seen such excessive bleeding like this before. What caused it?

Stopping himself from thinking of questions like that, Suhyuk decided to stop the bleeding first.

"Grandpa, please wait a moment."

Suhyuk moved to the emergency room.

"A patient with epistaxis?"

Oh Byungchul came to Suhyuk who was taking all the necessary stuff to deal with the bleeding.

"Yes, the bleeding will not stop. I think we should stopper the blood first."

After saying that, Suhyuk looked at Oh. He was asking for his consent.

"Can you even do nasal packing?"

Suhyuk nodded, and Oh shook his head. Is there any first aid this guy cannot do anyway?

"Yeah, go for it."

As soon as Oh said that, Suhyuk approached the old man. So did Oh, who was worried that he might make a mistake.

"Grandpa, I'm going to give you first aid, You may be a bit uncomfortable when I do the nasal packing."

Nasal packing is a technique that compresses bleeding sites by inserting gauze coated with Vaseline into the nostrils of the nose. However, it was the thin compression sponge that he brought in his hand. He used it instead of gauze. It was a compression sponge that inflated while sucking in water or blood, and was able to compress the bleeding site and the nasal cavity.

"Hold on a second."

The grandfather nodded, and Suhyuk's hands moved.

The compressed sponge caught in a thin tweezer went into his nostrils. His face was getting thicker and wrinkled due to the pain.

"Be patient a bit more. it'll be over soon."

As soon as he said that, the procedure was finished, and the blood running down from the nose stopped.

Oh Byungchul, who watched over him from behind, shook his head.

It seemed a completely natural procedure, as if Suhyuk had spent years packing the nostrils. 'Master of nose packing?'

When Oh thought about it, Suhyuk asked, "Do you feel the blood passing through your neck?"

If so, that meant that the packing was not fit properly.

That's occurs because the sponge did not properly compress the nasal passages, so bleeding is still left ongoing. Fortunately, the grandfather shook his head,

"I do not think there is such a feeling."

Suhyuk smiled at that. Now the constant bleeding was cured and stopped.

Next, he had to find out why the excessive bleeding occurred in the first place.

"Why?"

He asked himself the question.

At the same time, the names of various diseases passed through his head.

At that moment Oh Byungchul opened his mouth,

"Maybe, isn't it something like thrombocytopenia?"

He could not understand why he asked about it, because he found that he himself was discussing the issue with an intern… He just could not help but doubt his capabilities that he had cultivated while working at the emergency room so long.

Suhyuk shook his head though. It is not that kind of disease is what he thought.

"If you take a test, the results will come out. So do the blood test first."

Instructing Suhyuk like that, Oh moved again to take care of a man walking in with a limp to the emergency room.

"Grandpa, I'll try some tests for you to see why there was so much bleeding."

He just opened his mouth, "Does that cost a lot of money?"

Suhyuk took a deep breath. Was this the reason why he hesitated to go to the hospital?

Suhyuk, wearing a blank expression a moment ago, made a smile now.

He decided to get some clues on the cause without having him go through the tests.

It would not be too late to do the test when my stupid head can hardly figure it out.

"Grandpa, do you have any such aspirin or warfarin?"

"Aspirin? And what the hell is warfarin?"

"Have you been to a hospital recently?"

"I went to the hospital last week."

Suhyuk's eyes shone.

"What did they say at the hospital?"

"Oh, I don't know…"

He shook his head after he had been thinking for a while.

"I know what the doctor told me… I got an injection and was given some medicine to take."

"What is the name of the hospital?"

"True Hospital."

Suhyuk smiled at that.

"What is your age and your name?"

"I'm 69 years old and I'm Lee Byungchul."

"Okay, stay here for a while."

Suhyuk moved while leaving the grandfather back in the emergency room.

Oh, who was seeing a bruised patient, said to Suhyuk, "Hey, where are you going instead of doing the test?"

"I'll come back after I make a call."

Oh knitted his brows. Making a phone call in the presence of a patient he has to take care of?

"Hey, you…"

"Ooops…" Oh's head rushed back to the moaning of the patient.

"Sorry."

After peering at Suhyuk once again, Oh started to see the patient again.

"Please give me the number of True Hospital."

At Suhyuk's request, the 114 operator gave him the number.

Suhyuk dialed directly.

"Yes, this is True Hospital."

"Hello, this is the emergency medicine department of Daehan Hospital. Age 69, the patient's name is Lee Byungchul. He had a medical treatment prescription there a few days ago."

"If it's urgent…"

Suhyuk cut out the reply deliberately to get the information quickly.

"It's an emergency. I'm in a hurry."

"Just a moment."

It did not take a long time. Soon there came out a voice from the other end.

"He was diagnosed with angina pectoris."

"Of course he has received a prescription drug?"

"Absolutely."

"Thank you."

Suhyuk, who hung up the phone, looked at the grandfather sitting down and laughed to himself.

He found out the reason why.

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Chapter 83

Patients with angina are prescribed with medication to help facilitate a smooth blood supply and flow.

Patient Lee Byunchol was prescribed with one of those such medications.

Suhyuk approached the grandpa and became worried for a moment. How could he explain it to him so that he could understand?

"Grandpa, you do not feel as if there is blood passing through your neck anymore, right?"

"Well, I guess I don't feel the blood rushing out anymore."

At this, Suhyuk smiled a bit.

"You have been prescribed pills for angina at True Hospital, correct?"

"That's right, that's right."

"The prescribed pills for angina contain ingredients that dilute the blood. Do you know what aspirin is?"

He nodded as if he knew what it was.

"You mean those white pills, right?"

"Yes, well you know what they look like when sold as they are. Aspirin can cause the blood in your body to circulate more easily, but aspirin can also cause problems. If you get hurt, the blood won't stop flowing. That's why blood was coming out from your nose."

The grandpa's eyes grew bigger.

"So, I should not take the pills for angina anymore?"

Suhyuk shook his head, saying, "For the time being you can take the medicine, as long as it doesn't contain aspirin."

He had to take only the medicine containing the anticoagulant until bleeding in the nose has completely stopped and the wound healed.

When the grandfather nodded, Suhyuk opened his mouth again, "As you shed too much blood, I think I need to get you a sap."

Even if he had the sap put in, it was necessary to watch his condition for several hours.

"If you get the sap, it will be very late in the night when treatment is finished. Therefore, will you call a guardian?"

The grandfather shook his head. His wife and children were at home. He did not want to make them worried.

"Can I make a quick call outside and then come back?"

As he was in the emergency room, they might notice him making a call and he might disturb the other people there.

Smiling, Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Yes, go ahead sir!"

So the grandfather made a short phone call and soon came back.

Suhyuk immediately put a ringer needle in his arm and asked, "Grandpa, do you smoke?"

"It is my joy and relaxation."

"Smoking is not very good for people with angina pectoris, so I think it would be better if you quit, for the sake of your family."

The grandfather nodded his head.

"Do you usually exercise?"

"What I do at my workplace is exercise enough."

Actually he had to move around until he was finished working at his workplace.

"What do you do?"

"Plastering work."

His job is to plaster cement finely on the wall, but such a job could never be called a form of exercise. This is because the amount of movement that is done is limited.

"It is good for people with angina pectoris to do whole body exercises. Can you do it for 30 minutes a day? And do not overeat. Please eat less. Mainly a vegetarian diet and avoid salty food."

The grandpa nodded his head and looked at him.

"By the way doctor, are you not busy?"

He has never talked with a doctor for such a long time like this before. All the way up to now, he had never talked to doctors for more than 10 minutes during the examination.

Before, even though he talked to the doctor, they said only words that he could not understand, and all they did was just make some injections and then give prescription drugs as a solution for his disease or illness. And if he could not get any better, the doctor recommended surgery. That was it.

But the doctor in front of him looked different compared to doctors such as those he had seen before. He felt as if he was meeting a close acquaintance.

While the grandpa was looking at Suhyuk, he kept talking,

"The most important thing is not to be stressed because stress is the source of all illnesses."

He then responded to Suhyuk with a relaxed smile,

"I'm afraid I'm taking too much of your time."

"I'm actually off today."

"Thank you."

Suhyuk shook his head, "This is my job, sir. After you get the sap, and it is confirmed that you have stopped bleeding, then you are good to be discharged."

Then he heard Oh Byunchul's voice.

"Lee Suhyuk. If you want to work, get dressed in a doctor's gown and come back."

—–

Monday morning.

Suhyuk and his roommate Kwon Jaeik went to the underground convenience store for a light breakfast. One banana milk and one triangular dried laver roll each. That was their breakfast.

Kwon Jaeik, still rubbing his half-closed eyes, swallowed down the milk and then he asked Suhyuk,

"What time did you come in yesterday?"

When he entered the lodging around 1am, Kwon fell into deep sleep immediately.

It was already in the morning when Kwon opened his eyes, and he found the alien Suhyuk already dressed in a robe.

"I came back here after 2am."

"You came back an hour later than me."

Suhyuk nodded a little. He had no clue why, but everybody egged him on to leave before 2am. Especially, Oh Byungchul.

If Suhyuk told him that he wanted to do a little more work, Oh expelled him with a threatening tone. Suhyuk muttered to himself. "It is not easy to work."

Other interns were anxious to rest, even shunning work, but Suhyuk thought the complete opposite.

"Can you manage your work?"

At Suhyuk's question, Kwon lowered his face,

"I'm afraid I will die, and I just feel nervous and uneasy if I do not receive any abusive language even for a day. This is a disease, isn't it?"

Suhyuk, lightly tapping him on the shoulder, said, "Now your internship at the pediatric department is over, right"

"Yes, I will now be assigned to another department, and I am worried about it already."

Having said that, he looked at Suhyuk. The place where he once left from was the department of pediatrics, and there were still lots of praises of him going around.

"How are you so good at figuring out the patients' disease?" asked Kwon.

"Well, the patient tells you. Think about the hints they give off," said Suhyuk with a smile.

Kwon shook his head. One of Suhyuk's many nicknames, Alien… He could not figure out what he was talking about just as if he were an alien talking. 'Someday I could make a name for myself,' Kwon thought to himself.

After having milk and dried laver rolls, the two separated from each other in the lobby.

Suhyuk was heading to the emergency room when his phone rang.

It was Professor Lee Mansuk.

"Yes, this is Lee Suhyuk."

"Are you available right now?"

He had still 30 minutes left until his shift.

"Yes, I am, sir."

"Great, then can you come to see me for a while?"

"Okay."

Suhyuk immediately went to his office.

As he opened the door, Prof Lee Mansuk rose from the seat to welcome him.

"Have you eaten breakfast? "

"Yes, why did you want to see me…?"

"Man, don't be impatient like that! Just sit down and have a cup of coffee first."

Suhyuk sat on the sofa and Lee put out a prepared coffee.

"Thank you."

Lee Mansuk looked at Suhyuk sipping the coffee quietly.

"Mr. Lee, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, sir."

Then Lee Mansuk recalled a memory, while taking his cup of coffee to his mouth.

The image of Suhyuk standing side-by-side with a nurse on that particular day.

Apparently, both of them looked sweet like lovers.

'If she is not his girlfriend, are they getting into a lovers' relationship? If so, there is still a chance.'

"Let's have lunch today."

"Do you have anything to say?"

He nodded his head.

"I have a little bit of a long story to tell you, and now you have to go to work. So, I'll see you at lunch. Let me tell those at the emergency medical department about this."

"I will wait for you in front of the restaurant then."

Lee shook his head. "Wait for me outside the hospital, or wait in the lobby."

Suhyuk nodded and rose from his seat.

"Then I'll see you then."

"Okay. See you then."

Suhyuk went out the office, and Lee Mansuk enjoyed the aroma of coffee with a pleasant mind.

Suhyuk, heading to the emergency room, was walking in the hallway.

Then the nurses passing by him whispered to each other.

"I hear that intern doctor kicked out the gangsters?"

"Look at his face. He's such a hot guy!"

"I heard he's as good as a resident in terms of treating patients?"

The existence of Suhyuk continued to be felt throughout Daehan Hospital.

Of course, Suhyuk did not know about it at all. He was oblivious to all the rumours about himself.

When Suhyuk went into the emergency room, Oh Byungchul approached.

"Good morning, sir."

"Good morning. Don't stay working until after 2am today. Just go back to your lodging and take a rest."

Suhyuk made a bitter expression. What kind of workplace would stop those who want to work? This was that kind of place. He had no choice as it was an order from his supervisor.

"Yes, sir."

"And check if the equipment is OK."

At Oh's words, Suhyuk started to look at the medical devices attached to each bed.

The emergency room was not busy, and there were other medical staff already taking care of a few patients.

Suhyuk carefully checked the equipment. He could not take his work lightly as the equipment was designed to show the vitality pattern of patients.

Could it have been 20 minutes since he started checking? He checked all the devices, and fortunately, there were no problems. After he was done, he had nothing to do anymore.

Suhyuk went to Oh, and said, "All the equipment has been checked. They're all normal."

"Good."

Saying so, Oh fixed his gaze on the chart again. Then, Suhyuk's voice was heard from behind,

"Is there anything else?"

At his asking, Oh scratched his head with a ballpoint pen.

Other interns, when given assignments, made a miserable scowl on their faces, but he was the opposite. There was nothing in particular for Suhyuk to do, and there were very few patients visiting the emergency room today.

Oh, who was thinking what to say for a moment, opened his mouth, "Wait for a patient to arrive then."

Suhyuk made a bitter smile, but suddenly opened his mouth as if something came to his mind,

"The patient record, can I check it?"

"What do you want to do by checking it?"

"I was wondering how the patients were being treated."

Oh nodded his head.

It was a good attitude. If he checked the illnesses of the patients, as well as the medical records of treatment and prescription, he would certainly find it a very valuable experience later.

"Yeah, if you're not busy, you can go ahead and check."

"Yes, sir."

Suhyuk went to a PC installed on one side, and he moved the mouse. Looking at the monitor, Suhyuk muttered,

"There is an infection in the urinary tract, but the treatment was extracorporeal shock wave lithotripsy, and he must have felt pain…"

The term 'extracorporeal shock lithotripsy' refers to using bruising stones from the outside without the need for surgery.

Suhyuk saw the next patient' records.

"Tension pneumothorax."

It referred to a condition where the pressure in the thoracic cavity gradually disappeared when the lung tissue was damaged and the air entering the thoracic cavity could not escape. That made it possible for the heart to move out of place and become biased to one side. If so, the vena cava breaks and clogs the flow of blood back to the heart. It was an emergency situation that could endanger life with the patient going into shock.

As such, Suhyuk moved the mouse and scrolled through the paitent files for a while.

"Hey, you can go out for your lunch break," said Oh who came up to him.

Suhyuk moved to the lobby at his words, and there he could meet Lee Mansuk as previously agreed.

Suhyuk opened his mouth when he saw him walking ahead.

"Where will we go to have lunch?"

"You'll see once we get there."

And so, Suhyuk went out of the the hospital following Prof Lee Mansuk.

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Chapter 84

A black car was driving on the road smoothly.

Suhyuk, sitting quietly in the passenger seat, opened his mouth,

"Where are we heading for, sir?"

He was already sat in the car for about 20 minutes, and all the way up to now, Lee had not told him about the destination they were going to.

He just asked Suhyuk about his hospital life on and off whilst driving.

"You'll see once we get there."

Lee stroked the wheel with his fingers, smiling mysteriously.

The car drove a little longer and soon reached the entrance to a mountain road, and then they drove up to the middle point after a few more minutes.

At last, the engine was turned off and Suhyuk and Lee got out of the car.

Suhyuk looked around. In his surroundings there was a large antique house. At a glance, it made him think that it was an expensive traditional Korean restaurant.

"Food served at this korean house is absolutely delicious. Let's go in."

Suhyuk, who could not take in the whole view of the house in one glance, followed Lee into the restaurant. The inside was gorgeous. The scented lanterns were shaking quietly, and a calm chirping sound from the piano tickled his ears.

"How many customers, sir?"

A well-dressed employee in a white shirt with a black skirt approached.

"I made a reservation."

"What is your name?"

"Lee Mansuk."

"Yes, on the third floor, follow me this way."

Suhyuk looked around here and there, while he was walking through the hallway. The ceramics, paintings and wallcoverings that were displayed for ornamental purposes even seemed expensive.

The sight made Suhyuk think of his parents and what he wanted to achieve in the future.

"This way, sir."

The employee opened a large door which was decorated with a drawing of a large stork. At the same time, Suhyuk's eyes became slightly bigger.

A gorgeous folding screen filled one side of the wall, showing the panoramic view of the overlooking mountains. 'How much do they charge for a meal in this place?'

When Suhyuk thought about such things, Lee Mansuk opened his mouth, "Why don't you take a seat?"

Suhyuk sat down, and looked out at the scenic beauty outside the big window.

Was it because of the fine weather? The water running between the wooded trees could not be more fresher and cooler.

"Let's order a little later."

At Lee's words, Suhyuk looked at the time. He had less than 20 minutes of lunch time left.

Looking at Suhyuk, Lee made a leisurely laugh, saying, "I told them already about having lunch with me, so do not worry."

"What do you want to say to me…"

When Suhyuk slurred, Lee smiled pleasantly, saying, "Hey, don't be impatient like that. We just got here. So let's catch our breath first."

Suhyuk nodded, and then the employee's voice was heard.

"This is the place."

The door opened and a long brown-haired woman came in.

She was Lee Soyon, the niece of Prof. Lee Mansuk.

Looking at her, Suhyuk's eyes became larger.

"Hello."

'What kind of situation is this?' When Suhyuk was thinking to himself like that, the answer came from Lee's mouth.

"I heard that you took care of my niece the other day. I hear you treated her so kindly."

Suhyuk scratched his head. He did not have much to talk about, and he did not do any special tests. All he did was just blood collection.

"Thank you for that, and so I wanted to treat you to a meal as thanks. She is like my daughter."

"I didn't do anything in particular for her, sir. I just feel uncomfortable about this."

At his words, Lee shook his head, "No no, do not feel uncomfortable. Soyon says she has never seen such a doctor like you before, so she wants to see you again."

"Uncle…"

She poked his side with her elbow. Actually she was curious to know what type of person he was.

Was it really just that?

Anyway, she never had that kind of feeling like that before, to be curious about someone in such a way.

Her cheeks were blushing, and she glanced at Suhyuk.

That calm expression of his, and his eyes that did not blink at all even if he saw an entertainer like her.

She met such a guy for the first time in a long time.

Though, was there any such guy like him that she could think of?

"So don't be uncomfortable."

Suhyuk nodded at Lee Mansuk's words.

Seeing as he agreed to come here, and seeing as Lee wanted to treat him, it was his duty to eat the food heartily.

"Thank you"

At his words, Lee made a satisfactory look, and he placed an order.

"Let me go to the bathroom for a moment."

Rising from the seat, Lee Mansuk glanced at Soyon.

Her cheeks became all the more reddish.

When Lee went out, the room became silent, but that was only for just a moment.

Soyon opened her mouth first, "Thank you very much for back then."

"It was just a basic examination. So, never mind it."

"I wasn't able to go back to the hospital because I had a very busy schedule. May I get the test outcome even if I don't visit the hospital?"

"If you don't mind, I will contact you after checking it."

Soyon's eyes shone brightly. She wanted to get his phone number that way.

"Thank you, my number i …"

"I'll inform Professor Lee about it after lunch. I think that would be better."

'What the hell is this guy thinking right now?'

When Lee Soyon blinked her eyes at his words, his cell phone rang.

"Yes, this is Lee Suhyuk."

It was a call from Oh Byungchul.

"Where are you?"

"I went out for lunch. I was told that Professor Lee Mansuk told you about this. "

"I know, so where are you right now?"

Suhyuk asked, looking at Soyon.

"What is the name of this place?"

"Gyeongbuk…" Then the door opened and a voice popped out.

"Don't say it!"

It was Lee Mansuk.

Suddenly, he approached Suhyuk and opened his mouth,

"Who is it?"

A little surprised, Suhyuk looked at him blankly.

"It's Mr. Oh Byungchul."

"Oh, I forgot that I had something to say to him. Can I talk to him?"

Suhyuk nodded his head and handed his cell phone.

"It's me, Lee Mansuk."

Then he went out.

"I think I told you already I have something to say to Lee Suhyuk. I might send him back over a bit later."

"Well…"

Lee, who narrowly knitted his brows, remembered something suddenly, saying, "Do you know Noblesse?"

"Are you referring to the restaurant? I know it."

"Yeah, I'm eating here right now. So do not worry, I'll send him back in good time."

"It's alright. Please have a good time."

Lee hung up the phone, and turned off Suhyuk's cell phone.

Then he went inside and handed back the phone.

"Do not worry about the hospital. He said you could come later."

Suhyuk nodded his head. Who could take issue with him eating with a professor?

"Is it okay for you to be vacant for so long?"

Suhyuk asked Lee with a surprise.

Patients requiring emergency surgery could come to the emergency room at any time.

"If I had a patient to care for, I would not have come to this place. How can there be only one doctor like me at the hospital? And if there is a call, I can move then."

Then Lee said, looking at the employee bringing the food,

"Can doctors who are so busy have a chance to eat like this? On call, on duty, and night duty. We have to enjoy food like this every once in a while when we can, right?"

Suhyuk nodded his head. That's right. Of course, he could not agree with some parts of his opinion.

"Food served here really tastes good. I come to this place with Soyon sometimes."

The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the delicacies on the table were enough to stimulate the appetite.

"Okay, enjoy!"

The meal started, and Lee looked at Suhyuk and Soyon alternately, gesturing toward her repeatedly. On such occasions, she opened her mouth,

"Dried yellow corvina tastes really good here."

"I see."

"What kind of food do you like, Suhyuk?"

"Well, I like any food."

"Yes, a man who eats well looks good to me."

Suhyuk nodded his head and moved his chopsticks slowly.

'What kind of guy is he?'

Lee Soyon peeked at him.

He was the type of a man who did not show any gap that she could get into.

He just answered any question she asked in a way that she could not talk back. It looked as if he was putting out a protective shield. That made her more curious about him.

Did he act like that on purpose? And on that day when she visited the emergency room, the smile he showed her could not be found anywhere today.

"Do you love doing exercise?"

"Let me go out to the bathroom."

When Suhyuk rose, she just shut her mouth with an embarrassed look.

"So, how do you feel about him?"

When Suhyuk went out, Lee asked her.

"I do not know."

"Though he looks brusque, he is a warm-hearted person."

Lee Mansuk, who watched Suhyuk on his usual days, thought about him that way.

The genuine attitude of his towards patients, facing directly with them…

He would not have introduced his niece to Suhyuk if he had not found such a sincere character in him.

"Uncle, I'm supposed to have CF shooting in an hour…"

"Yeah, we are almost done eating anyway. Let's get up and get ready to leave. You should ask him for his contact number."

At his words, she felt her face burn up into a blush. Though she was a talent, she could not reveal the ups and downs of her own emotion.

"By the way, why hasn't he come back?"

It's been 10 minutes already since Suhyuk left.

And now, soon after, 20 minutes have passed since he left.

"Does he have constipation?"

Lee Mansuk rose up to see if there was something wrong.

When he was about to go out, he turned his head at her calling, "Uncle!"

She was looking out the window.

Approaching the window, Lee shook his head.

He was with a woman who looked like a climber.

Suhyuk silently looked at her who was limping, and touched her ankle.

Then he tied her ankle with the handkerchief she gave him.

Lee and Soyon could see him.

With one of his knees bent down, he was looking up the climber with a smile.

"Doctor…" She was unconsciously recalling the word, and Lee smiled bitterly, saying,

"Just think of it as an occupational illness…"

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Kim Jinwook, who opened the door of the emergency room, approached Oh Byungchul.

"Did you not hear it wrong?"

"I heard that it was Noblesse."

"Are you sure?"

At the suspicious eyes of Kim Jinwook, Oh Byungchul scratched his head.

"I think it's true.. Can I call again?"

Kim Jinwook shook his head.

Suhyuk's phone was turned off.

"But why are you looking for intern Lee Suhyuk?"

"No reason."

Kim Jinwook turned back.

Oh made a suspicious look when he saw Kim going out.

He was just following his instructions that he should check Suhyuk's whereabouts as a rule and report on him.

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Suhyuk, who came out of the Korean restaurant, got on Lee's car.

Lee Soyon already left on a van.

"Did you like the food?"

Suhuk nodded at Lee's asking.

"It was delicious." The food was really good.

Though he didn't visit that kind of restaurant often, it surely offered the best Korean food he's ever had.

"Let's come back again next time."

So they left the place. As soon as the car was running, he suddenly checked his cell phone.

Did the battery go out? It was turned off.

When Suhyuk pressed the power button long, the screen turned on.

The capacity of the battery was big enough. 'It is about time to change …'

He used it without changing for the past five years.

At that moment Suhyuk's cell phone vibrated and a message window popped up,

suhyuk, this="" brother="" feels="" regrettable…=""

Starting with it, the message continued to come up.

All were sent by Prof. Kim Jin-wook. What was it?

suhyuk, did="" you="" turn="" off="" your="" cell="" phone="" on="" purpose?="" how="" about="" dinner="" tonight=""

oh, i="" have="" got="" a="" surgery="" schedule="" today.="" if="" you="" want="" let="" me="" reserve="" one="" spot="" for=""

Confirming all the text messages, Suhyuk rubbed his arms.

He got goose bumps for some reason.

He wrote a reply message right away.

At that moment he fixed his eyes on the front when Lee said, "What a traffic jam!"

As he said, the cars in front were crawling like tortoise, though they got out of the foot of mountain.

It's impossible there could be such a traffic jam. Any car accident?

That's possible. Suhyuk checked his watch. It's already passing over 2pm.

"I'm afraid I'm too late …"

Suhyuk's worries were evident in his face.

Lee smiled and said, "You do not have to worry about it. Why? Are you afraid someone is going to take any issue?"

Suhyuk was an intern who had not been assigned to any specific department for internship.

And he had no meaningful weight as a doctor.

Nobody could take any issue with him just because he was a bit late.

Because he was with Prof. Lee.

"If anybody says something about this, tell me right away."

Smiling bitterly, Suhyuk looked out the car window.

He just wanted to go back to the hospital.

"How about Soyon?"

"She looks beautiful," he said.

That was true. She was really beautiful.

"I'm not mentioning this because she is my nephew, but she is very upright and good …"

While Lee said so, his eyes were getting bigger.

A two-story house seen on the side.

The two-story house was leaning to one side. Then it collapsed with a big thump.

There was an incredible thing happening in front of him.

The car that was crawling stopped completely.

And the people inside the car came out one by one. Suhyuk was different.

He could not see well due to the dust. Was there anyone inside the house?

"Anyone trapped inside?"

As if it was answering his shouting, the water from the pipe burst out like a fountain.

And the dust that interfered with his view disappeared in an instant.

"Is anybody here?" There was no answer.

Was there nobody in the house? If so, that's really fortunate.

Soaked to the skin, Suhyuk looked around to check if there was anyone wounded, and walked around the collapsed house.

He heard nothing like human voice, though.

"Huuuuuh …"

At that moment, he heard something like "Help…"

It was a very little voice.

When he called out, he heard a voice immediately, "Here… Here.."

He moved hastily.

"Where?"

Suhyuk started to remove the trees and stones quickly.

He did not care though he had the back of his hand was bruised.

"Please help me .." The voice of a woman trapped in a heap of stones.

Soon a child's crying could be heard.

"Are you okay?"

Suhyuk, who knelt down on both knees, put his ears closer to the ground.

"Please help me, I think my husband is shedding a lot of blood."

Her voice was in pain.

Suhyuk, who rose from his place, took a hard time lifting up a big stone with all his might.

But it didn't budge at all. At least it weighed more than 200kg.

No wonder that he could not move it at all.

He quickly shook his head and shouted "Help!"

Did they hear not his shouting voice?

They just came from their cars, showing no sign of coming to help him, and called somewhere. Even some of them were leaving the place in a car.

Knitting his brows, Suhyuk pushed it hard again.

But it was the same as before.

The stone still did not move.

At that moment he saw a metal pipe on one side.

It was long enough. At least 5 meter long.

Carrying it on his shoulder, he put the pipe inside the gap underneath the stone.

He was about to use the principle of leverage. And then he pushed it very hard.

The stone hovered up and down. Suhyuk frowned his face.

He was squeezing up all the strength he had to lift it up.

"Just a little more …" Did Suhyuk's desperate efforts pay off?

The stones rolled over with a big noise.

Throwing out the iron pipe, Suhyuk threw away some small stones.

Lee Mansuk then walked to him. He was all wet to the skin.

"Was there a person? Inside"

Suhyuk, not hearing his words well, moved his hand like a person who lost his senses.

Soon he could see a small hole.

And there a woman's face was seen halfway, and the child's cry was heard more clearly.

Suhyuk's mouth was reflexively opened. "Are you okay?"

"My husband doesn't open his eyes." she said.

Her husband lay next to her, but Suhyuk could not see him because a heap of stones was blocking his view.

"Hold on a second, I'll take you out soon."

Suhyuk grabbed the pipe again. And he started to take away the stones.

Lee, who was next to Suhyup, had finished dialing 119 and Daehan Hospital.

When he removed all the stones, there appeared a pit about one meter in diameter.

They were trapped in the pit. How fortunate they were.

A fireplace made of cast iron prevented the stones from falling over.

"Please take out my kid …"

Suhyuk quickly pulled out the child crouching inside.

A child with lots of dust covering his face.

And the sound of falling water like a rain, and the cry of a child,

"Now I think it's okay, Professor Lee, please take care of this boy."

Suhyuk handed over his hands to the woman.

"My husband …"

"Come out first." Suhyuk pulled her out.

And he told her, with blood coming down from her hair. "Tell me how you are sick."

Fortunately, her skull seemed to be okay, though she had a little bruise.

"Boohoo…I'm okay, please save my husband!"

At her desperate screaming, Suhyuk jumped down.

And he could see the man trapped under a stone. One side of the wall was pressing down on his lower body, and he was bleeding.

"Please come to your senses!"

Suhyuk waved him and took his hand to his nose. His breath was too weak.

Then his eyelids shuddered, and he said, "Where am I .."

"The house building collapsed. Are you okay?"

His eyes suddenly opened.

"Yerin, Mijin!" "Honey!"

His wife and child crying were seen in his eyes.

When he confirmed his family 's faces, he began to moan.

He felt a great deal of pain down from the lower body.

Suhyup took off his clothes and covered his upper body.

His lips were blue. He was having hypothermia caused by bleeding.

Suhyuk had an embarrassed expression. There was nothing he could do.

Only a superman could move the stone that had been pressing down on him.

"Hasn't the ambulance not come yet? Looks like he needs blood transfusion quickly."

At Suhyuk's urging, Lee dialed 119 again and shouted. "Come quickly!"

It has already been five minutes since Suhyuk went inside the pit.

In the meantime, the sound of the ambulance did not sound.

"Hold on a second." Suhyuk continued to speak to him.

However, the bleeding was so severe that it was not easy.

If he loses consciousness, the situation would be getting out of control.

"I don't have any sense now."

When the man said that, Suhyuk knitted his brows.

That meant his body was getting more and more damaged. Nothing he could help.

"The body of a man is mysterious. It breaks like an egg and it is hard as a rock."

At Suhyuk's words, the man smiled hard. He could understand what he meant.

Words of encouragement. "Your kids look wonderful."

The man smiled with effort. His family looking down on him with tears dripping.

"They look after my wife."

Then Suhyuk heard a nice siren sound.

And soon the faces of the paramedics were seen above. Suhyuk opened his mouth.

"Blood transfusion, first."

The blood transfusion was done immediately.

While Suhyuk was carrying the blood pack, paramedics began to agonize because they could not break the stone or use the cutter to pull him out.

The location of his being trapped was really exquisite.

If they remove the stone covering the lower body of the man, the surrounding stones will collapse.

"We have to lift it from the top."

In order to prevent any collapse, there was no other way for them to remove the stones from the outside.

While they were agonizing over it, Suhyuk was also thinking.

Even a moment was urgent. Transfusion alone has its limitations.

As time went by, the life of the victim would get worse.

Looking at the lower body of the man quietly, Suhyuk opened my mouth.

"We could cut his leg."/oh/suhyuk/suhyuk,

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Chapter 86

The ambulance crew shook their heads at Suhyuk's words.

If they cut the stone, the surroundings might collapse.

"Then the surroundings may collapse," they said.

Suhyuk, fixing his gaze on the victim, opened his mouth,

"My idea is to have his leg amputated."

Everyone's eyes turned big. It was an idea that n.o.body thought of.

"You are talking nonsense. Who are you?"

When a crew member asked, Suhyuk said briefly, "I'm a doctor."

Then he knelt down to one side of the victim's head, with the blood pack still raised, and Suhyuk asked the victim smiling blankly, "Can you move your right leg?"

His leg wriggled. As expected, the right side was not trapped, but there was bleeding coming from there. The victim let out a painful groan.

"It seems like you've been pierced by something."

Suhyuk knitted his brows. What was it? But right now that was not the point to focus on.

"You said earlier you do not have feeling. Can you feel anything on your left leg?"

He shook his head. He could not get out because of his trapped left leg.

Suhyuk gave a brief sigh. The muscles in the crushed area were getting worse and worse. That's why he had no sense of feeling there.

"I think you have to have your leg amputated. The odds are 6 to 4."

"Oh …" A sigh came out of the mouth of the victim.

"It sounds like the odds are that I might die."

"Yes."

However, the worst could also happen when they took away the stone as it was.

Bywater syndrome. Muscles that are pressured in some parts of the body are necrotic and produce toxic substances. When they release the stone and the pressure is released, the poisonous substance in one place will start roaming through the body in the blood. Also the amount of bleeding was severe.

"I am taking low blood pressure medicine. Will it be okay?"

At his bittersweet words, Suhyuk's expression became worse.

That's why such excessive bleeding was happening.

"I think you should make a decision now."

"Give me a little time to think."

Suhyuk nodded his head, and then, he handed the blood pack to the paramedics and climbed up.

"Please save my husband!"

Tears flowed constantly from the eyes of the victim's wife.

"Do you think he can't be pulled out?"

Suhyuk nodded his head at Lee's question.

"One of his legs was trapped under a stone. I think we should consider an amputation."

A bolt out of the blue to the wife. She knelt down helplessly.

Suhyuk, moving the heap of stones that trapped the victim, said to Lee,

"Bywater syndrome. I think we need to cut his leg and have him get immediate surgery."

Lee looked at Suhyuk quietly. His shoulders slumped. It was as if Lee was a part of the victim's family when he saw what he was doing.

He was throwing the piled stones away one by one. As for a large stone that he could not remove with just his hands, he rolled it over with a steel pipe. But his own strength was limited. Among the stones, a big rock did not move even a bit.

A murmur came out of his mouth, "Move… d.a.m.n it!"

Then he stood up and moved to the victim.

Then Lee Mansuk caught him by the shoulder, asking, "How is the victim's condition?"

"He was bleeding and taking blood pressure medication."

"I think I have to take a look," said Lee.

When Lee tried to put his foot into the pit, Suhyuk shook his head.

"The inside is fairly narrow, let me go in."

Suhyuk's eyes met with Lee's eyes, as if they were begging him to believe him.

When Lee nodded his head, Suhyuk began to move.

"Have you made a decision?"

The victim closed his eyes for a moment and fell into thought.

It did not last long.

He lifted his eyelids and opened his mouth, "I want to go out with normal legs."

That meant he rejected the amputation idea.

Suhyuk respected his judgment, and gave a slight smile.

The situation was not that pessimistic and hopeless.

He could pin some hope on the fact that he was still conscious.

'I will do what I can.'

"Got it."

Suhyuk immediately loosened his belt and tightened it around the thigh of the victim.

"It is an ad-hoc prescription to prevent toxicity that can go up the leg."

Suhyuk said to the ambulance crew who were looking at the surroundings.

"Please remove the stones so I can pull out his leg."

The crew nodded, even though the heavy equipment vehicles were still on their way over here.

When they went out, Suhyuk and the victim were left alone.

Suhyuk leaned against the wall holding the blood pack.

"You're having a real trouble because of me. Thank you."

Suhyuk laughed.

"You do not have to thank me, this is my job," he said, looking at the hole where the light was coming in from.

"No, you're having this trouble because of me… If I had chosen to have my leg amputated, I would have gotten out already."

Suhyuk listened to what he was saying. It was good for him to continue to speak, so he could stay conscious like that.

"I felt as if I was going to be kicked out of my company if I had my legs amputated.

And I still have a lot of loans to pay back and a family to feed…"

"I think you are a great family man. You should stay calm in order to get out of here."

"Thank you."

As soon as he said that, the dirt fell down. It meant that the heavy lifting machinery arrived.

The paramedics came down again.

"There is a risk of collapse while we are removing the stones, so we will install some equipment around here first."

The paramedics immediately installed hydraulic support beams here and there.

Soon, solid iron steel was installed to support stones that could collapse, and the place inside became even narrower.

"Okay. We will remove the stone from above. Tell us if you see any sign of collapse here."

When Suhyuk nodded his head, they went up again.

Dirt kept falling from above. Suhyuk picked up the jacket he had overlaid over the victim.

"You'll be able to get out of here soon, just be patient."

How long has it been so far? The amount of light pouring down was becoming more and more.

Then the paramedics came in.

"We're ready. We're going to remove the stones."

"Please do it as much as possible without any vibration."

They nodded, and got the cutter from above.

"Even with sprinkling water there will be have a lot of dust."

The man who put a mask on the victim handed another one to Suhyuk.

Weeeing… The cogwheel started to turn and the machine cut the stone slowly.

On all such occasions, the victim's face frowned.

Suhyuk asked him, "Are you okay?"

He nodded his head. He felt the vibration in the part where bleeding came from, and the pain became more severe than before. But he could hold on, for he had to, for the sake of his family.

The cogwheels kept turning without stopping. It took 20 minutes before the cutter stopped, and the stone on which the victim was trapped was cut into several pieces. The stones were removed, and Suhyuk checked the bleeding leg.

A rebar was poking through the thigh, which protruded from the stone.

Suhyuk knitted his brows.

The risk of cutting the rebar with the cutter and removing it was too great.

Because muscles and nerves could be damaged by the ensuing vibration.

Even though he wanted to pull out his thigh, excessive bleeding could occur.

Though he agonized a bit over it, Suhyuk made a quick judgment.

Even a second was not to be wasted.

He could not delay anymore.

"Please give me some bandages."

Suhyuk, who was handed bandages by the crew, tied up the upper part of the stabbed wound with the bandages.

"You will feel a bit of pain."

When the victim nodded, Suhyuk slowly pulled the thigh from the rebar.

"Ugh…"

The blood poured out. However, it was blood that was stagnant and that had stayed trapped in the leg.

The bleeding was getting less frequent because he tied the wound very tight with utmost pressure.

"Move him quickly!" When Suhyuk said that, the crew began to raise him out the pit.

"Honey!"

"Boohoo… Dad!"

The victim was carried into the ambulance amid the family's crying.

As soon as the victim arrived at the emergency room, he went through an examination while he was receiving blood transfusions first. Of course, the place that was penetrated by the rebar was also treated. A teta.n.u.s shot was given to him too.

Can there be such a miracle?

There was a small crack in the bones of his trapped leg, and only a little muscle damage.

However, his blood pressure slightly dropped. In the end, that was all.

The reason why the man was not seriously hurt was something Suhyuk could only guess at.

As the head of the family, he had such a great care and consideration for his family.

Could that devotion have caused such a miracle?

But he could not afford to be off guard. Even bywater syndrome could cause trouble.

He immediately administered sap and medication. It was a drug that diluted toxicity.

Prof. Lee took the lead there. Well, it was mostly done by Suhyuk, because the victim followed what Suhyuk said.

"Don't cry, I'm okay."

The victim, lying in a stretcher bed, smiled and soothed his child.

Then Lee brought the chart and came up to him.

"Fortunately, there seems to be no problems, but I need to watch over the progress of your condition while you're being treated here for a few days."

When Lee said that, the man turned his gaze to the side.

There, Lee Suhyuk, the intern, was laughing with his child.

'If he had not been there at the time of the accident, what would have happened to me?'

Suhyuk made him hold open his eyes that he felt were closing by having him think of his family.

"Guardian, follow me."

Lee left the place, and Suhyuk, left alone, opened his mouth, "You're lucky. You've got insurance, right?"

The man smiled and nodded, "Yes, even life insurance for the family."

Suhyuk laughed a little. He was such a great patient, still caring about his family so much.

"But it looked like a new house…"

At Suhyuk's words, his expression got harder and harder.

It was less than a week since his new house was built. How did they build it like that…

"I think there's only one thing I can do for you."

The victim made a curious expression.

What does he mean when he said he could do something for him?

He was already so grateful that he saved his life and treated him.

Then he heard something.

"Hey, Suhyuk!"

A woman with long waving hair approached him laughing. It was reporter Han Jihye.

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Han Jihye came up to Suhyuk and smiled. Then she looked at the man lying in bed.

"Is this the man you talked about?" she asked.

Nodding his head, Suhyuk said, "I think he'll help give you a good story."

Saying so, Suhyuk turned back to leave the place. Before he left out of earshot, she said to Suhyuk,

"Suhyuk, let's have dinner together sometime."

Then she smiled softly at the man in bed.

"I hear your newly built house collapsed. How fortunate you are…"

"Actually it's beftter to say that he saved my life," the man said, looking at Suhyuk who was leaving the place.

Slowly nodding her head, she thought of his face. In some respect he had an icy demeanour, but the smiles he gave could not be warmer.

"By the way, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm a reporter. I think I can be of help to you."

The national TV networks were scrambling to report on the incident of the collapse of the newly built house; with a miracle story about the rescue of one family buried under the collapsed house. The construction company that built the house offered all kinds of excuses, with the a.s.surance that they would pay compensation to the family as much as they could.

So, all the things unfolded just as Suhyuk expected. He could smile a satisfactory smile at the family members discharged from the hospital.

On the other hand, Han Jihye was full of dissatisfaction with the copy editor in the newsroom.

"Editor!"

Looking at the reporting files, he greeted her with a pleasant smile.

Everytime she came in with a news piece about some incident, it was. .h.i.t after hit with the news channels. She was a real gem to him.

"Now, what's the matter?"

"Why, Suhyuk… how come the doctor who rescued the family was not mentioned in the report?"

When she submitted the original script, she heavily mentioned Suhyuk's role.

From the time he was in high school he saved people's lives, identified the cause of death of a cadaver, and even caught criminals. Mentioning those things, she narrated a dramatic story about Suhyuk, so that he could get even more limelight for success in the world.

However, there was no story about him either on TV nor in the papers. All of it evaporated into nothing!

When Han fumed, unable to hold back her anger, the editor smiled bitterly.

He wanted to spread Suhyuk's story to the world.

The student in question, almost forgotten in the memories of the people, resurfaced again as a doctor this time, who, to exaggerate a bit, went around to save a person's life every year.

How wonderful! In this tough world, he was like a hero who could appear on the move screen.

If they report about him, the general public will be all the more excited about him, and the media company that broke a story about him first would go from strength to strength.

However, they could not do so this time, because of one phone call.

The editor, offering a cup of coffee, opened his mouth to Han Jihye,

"I received a call from Lee Suhyuk's lawyer."

Her eyes became wide.

"Lawyer?"

Why did Suhyuk hire a lawyer? She could not figure it out at all.

For fear that the media would report about him in a weird way?

She felt a bit regrettable about it. She just wanted to let the world know about his good work, rather than get a good scoop.

Even then, he hated it so much? Suddenly she recalled what he had told her in the past.

"I wish I were not on TV anymore."

'Was he serious when he said that? Not because he was media shy? So, is that why he hired a lawyer? '

She could not understand Suhyuk's behavior because he was not the same Suhyuk she had known in the past. Sweeping up her hair, she asked the editor, "What's the lawyer's name?"

"I heard it's Dongsu."

"Really?"

"Kim Dongsu."

'He is a prosecutor…'

—–

Watching the TV in the lobby, Suhyuk smiled. He could not find any news story about him in the news reports about the collapse of the building and the safe rescue of a family.

It seems Jihye obviously accepted his request this time.

Thinking so, he headed for the cafeteria. Then his cell phone rang.

It was from Jihye.

"Yes, sister."

"Are you busy Suhyuk?"

"No, I'm just now going for lunch."

"Well… let me ask you one thing. Dongsu called our company and threatened we should not report anything about you. I don't understand why he did that."

Suhyuk went blank, and soon made a dumbfounded smile.

When he talked with Dongsu over the phone, he bleated a bit that he might be on TV again, and complained that he did not want any media spotlight.

"Why? Don't you like being on TV?"

"I don't want to draw the people's attention."

"Really?"

That was the end of their conversation. Then, Dongsu made the call to the media company…

He just acted wild like that. But he felt good about it.

Jihye who wanted to inform the world about his name. He could guess her motivation to some respect.

And Dongsu who would come anytime to help him as far as he was concerned. That kind of reckless act made him feel good. It seemed some valuable persons around him began to be added up one by one. That was in sharp contrast to his school days.

"Suhyuk?"

Suhyuk, who had been recalling Dongsu, now came to his senses.

"Ah, why did Dongsu do a thing like that…? I have an emergency call all of a sudden. Let me call you later!" Suhyuk hung up the phone.

Rather than make an excuse to her, he felt it would be better for the two of them, who sometimes contacted each other anyway, to take care of the matter well between themselves.

Looking at his cell phone calmly, he headed to the cafeteria.

—–

"Take care!" said Oh Byungchul.

"See you again," replied Suhyuk.

Already, the one month of work at the emergency room, which the hospital director promised to Suhyuk, pa.s.sed.

It was about time he should move to another clinical department.

"Nice job. You're going to major in emergency medical science, right?"

Oh firmly believed he would do so, and hoped he would.

After all, he did stay one more month at the emergency room per his own request.

Suhyuk just smiled without replying, and bowed his head again.

"Thanks for your teaching sir. See you again."

At that moment Oh came close to saying to him, 'It's me who learned from you.'

After swallowing what he was about to say, Oh nodded his head and walked back. So did Suhyuk.

When he was going out of the emergency room, he heard voices from some nurses in the back.

"See you again, doctor!"

"We'll wait for you at the emergency room until you become a resident."

The way they spoke to him looked like they were talking to someone who was leaving somewhere far.

It was possible. There were many hospital wards at Daehan Hospital, which was very large.

Unless they belonged to the same clinical depart, they would hardly see each other's faces.

—–

Time pa.s.sed very quickly.

There was only one month left for the interns to decide on their major.

The primary physician of internal medicine was with the interns, and Suhyuk was amongst those interns.

Looking at the patient's name in the hospital room, the internal doctor opened his mouth,

"Im Okgyong."

At his calling, a female intern came up.

"He's has mediastinitis. What kind of treatment did he receive?"

"As a result of erroneous swallowing of foreign substances or esophageal cancer, a hole in the esophagus formed…"

The internal doctor shook his head.

"Did I ask you to explain about the disease? How was he treated?"

"Well… the inflammation was removed and some medication was applied…"

The doctor let out a sigh at the intern's silly response.

"Do you know why Lee Suhyuk is famous at other departments?"

Every intern just kept silent like a mute who ate honey.

They heard rumors about him. He answered the professors or doctors' questions so well.

"Lee Suhyuk, can you explain? How was the patient treated?"

"The patient was injected with antibiotics and nutrients at the same time, and he underwent respiratory support."

"Why?"

"Because it suppresses inflammation which prevented food from pa.s.sing through the esophagus…"

At that moment, they heard someone clicking his tongue.

"Tut, tut.."

He was Prof. Lee Mansuk.

"You have a weird hobby, man. Why do you go to the trouble of asking someone about something you know already?"

"Well… I was going to do it for the interns' guidance."

The doctor stammered.

"Next time ask them after showing the patient's chart."

"Yes, sir."

To Prof. Lee, the doctor's behavior looked like he wanted to tighten the interns' discipline.

"I've got something to talk to Lee Suhyuk about. Can I take him for a moment?"

"Yes, sir."

Suhyuk made a bitter smile, following Prof. Lee., because he could not focus on the patients.

It was because of this professor who met or contacted him any time he wanted.

So, they got on the elevator to go to the Sky Park at the rooftop.

Prof. Lee, who sat on the bench, asked Suhyuk,

"It's hard, right?"

"It's okay, sir."

He had nothing much to do at the internal medicine department, compared with other departments.

All he had to do was just make the rounds with the doctor and look on. There was nothing else he could do, because the doctor did not allow him to do anything.

"I've got something I'm curious to ask you about."

"Please let me know, sir."

Prof. Lee stopped talking for a moment.

All his efforts came to nothing. Including the one involving his niece.

Soyon made several attempts to contact him, but gave up due to Suhyuk's stoney att.i.tude.

She complained that she did not find him attractive enough.

The text messages she showed to him made him just feel embarra.s.sed.

No matter how long a text message she sent, his replies were just like this: Yes, No, I'm busy, I ate.

Prof. Lee slightly glanced at Suhyuk, wondering if he was not interested in a girl at all, but a man instead… He felt like he was. .h.i.t with a hammer when he thought this was the reason.

Prof. Lee shook his head.

"What's the matter with you, sir?"

"No, nothing. By the way, the test on your major is just around the corner, right?"

"Yes, sir."

Prof. Lee slowly nodded his head, and opened his mouth.

"Let me speak directly. I want you to come to the neurosurgery department. I can help you, and discuss with you, touring the conferences together…"

Suhyuk listened to him silently.

Was he mistaken? He could feel some sort of deep feelings in the professor's voice.

"Do you have in mind any particular clinical department?"

When Suhyuk opened his mouth, Prof. Lee felt so anxious at the moment.

"Well, I'd like to…"

At that moment, someone shouted toward him,

"Suhyuk!"

Both of them turned their heads toward the entrance of the Sky Park.

Lee Mansuk frowned his face, and Suhyuk stayed calm, as if he knew it would happen.

Whenever he was meeting with Prof. Lee, Prof. Kim Jinwook came to see him.

Of course, in terms of frequency, Prof. Lee did come to see him more than Prof. Kim.

And then, Kim would say something like this, "I've been looking for you for a long while.'"

Walking up to them, Prof. Kim smiled at Suhyuk, and said,

"I've been looking for you for a long while."

"What brought you here?" asked Prof. Lee.

Kim made a relaxed smile at Lee's asking, and said,

"I've got something to say to my brother Suhyuk."

The word 'brother' was really annoying to him. Lee wiggled his eyelids.

"I'll send him to you as soon as I'm done."

Kim sat on the bench next to them.

"Let me wait here, enjoying the nice breeze."

Why does Kim look so nasty to him even though he did not do anything wrong to him?

Lee, who could not put up with it any more, asked Suhyuk.

The time finally came when he had to end his anxious life, wondering what department Suhyuk would decide on.

"So, which department do you want to go to?"

Kim Jinwook cast his eyes at him instantly.

"I would like to…"

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Chapter 88

Lee Mansuk and Kim Jinwook's attention were immediately focused on Suhyuk's lips.

They did not care about the sound of the wind, nor the chattering among those on the benches in the park. Suhyuk slightly looked at Lee Mansuk; the best neurosurgeon in Korea.

One day he asked Lee about the injuries that Hana's father had, and Lee shook his head, saying that modern medical science could not treat it.

If that was true, it meant that even Prof. Lee could not do anything about it.

So, Suhyuk gave up on choosing neurosurgery.

At the same time he recalled stem cell research. He reaffirmed his determination that someday, or in the near future, he would solve the questions left long standing by himself.

Suhyuk opened his mouth.

"I'm thinking of choosing thoracic and cardiovascular surgery."

He firmly decided on it as there were not many doctors in that field compared with other clinical departments, and it was something the residents felt reluctant about doing.

It was the foremost frontline where he could save one's life.

Suhyuk thought it was thoracic and cardiovascular surgery that could save the lives of those falling into desperate condition.

If the emergency room is to blow the wind to revive a spark, thoracic cardiovascular surgery is to make the spark burn brightly. The place where life and death is decided directly is in the operating room.

So, he decided to go to that department.

Lee Mansuk made a disappointed expression. How much efforts had he put in to find such a talent… Why would he choose to suffer hards.h.i.p as a thoracic surgeon in doing thoracic and cardiovascular surgery, often called the 3Ds job – difficult, dangerous and dirty.

As a matter of fact, neurosurgery was almost as hard, but thoracic cardiovascular surgery was just a bit harder.

As there were not a sufficient number of doctors, the scheduled surgeries had to be delayed sometimes.

Even for that reason, Suhyuk wanted to go there all the more.

When Lee was making a deep sigh, Kim was smiling with a satisfactory look.

"Nice decision!" said Kim.

He was the professor in charge of emergency artery team.

That meant he would have more time to see Suhyuk.

"Are you really serious about your decision?"

At Lee's asking, Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Yes, I want to go major in thoracic cardiovascular surgery."

Rising from the bench, he tapped Suhyuk on the shoulder a few times, and then walked to the elevator. Still there was one more month left for him to change Suhyuk's mind.

What kind of options are there…

Today out of all days, Lee Mansuk looked feeblish.

"Suhyuk, you made a great decision. Just move on from now on."

Suhyuk smiled at his words.

It would be only for a brief time that he would stay at the thoracic cardiovascular surgery, because he had some other work to do.

—–

A strange rumor began to float around in the thoracic cardiovascular surgery department.

It was about the coming arrival of a monster resident at the thoracic cardiovascular surgery one month later. It was Prof. Kim Jinwook who spread that strange rumor.

For several days in a row he went around with a smile, telling the doctors about it, with the caveat that they had better stay alert.

Binna, a nurse of the thoracic cardiovascular surgery department, was composing a text message, recalling him. Wis.h.i.ng he would come here, she put her earnest heart in each word of the message.

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Confirming his reply, her heart was beating strongly. It wa as if she was dreaming.

She looked at the hallway she used to walk down usually, and she imagined him walking there too.

And his smiling warmly at the patients.

Folding her arms to her chest, she asked her fellow colleague, "This is not a dream, right?"

Her fellow nurse cast a weird look at her.

"Why? Are you on call today? You want to wake up from a dream hoping that your oncall duty is just a dream? Wake up!"

Binna's dimple appeared with a blush on her face.

Time pa.s.sed like a light.

Day by day, Lee Mansuk contacted Suhyuk. But he could not break his stubbornness.

In contrast, Kim Jinwook just looked at him in a relaxed manner, smiling as he was the victor.

In the meantime, the medical doctor's test was around the corner. It was tomorrow.

Suhyuk, waking up in his bed at home for the first time in a long time, was lying down a little longer than usual.

He thought he had a sound sleep, but it was not that long.

It was now 9am. He went out into the living room.

His parents had already gone out to work.

He noticed a piece of paper covering a dining table, with a yellow memo pad on it.

Reading it with a smile, he took off the paper from the memo pad and put it away. A variety of food he liked was on the table, such as rolled omelet, spicy kimchi soup with pork neck, and the delicious j.a.pchae his mother mentioned.

"Thanks for the food."

Suhyuk slowly ate rice and the side dishes.

Everytime he moved the chopsticks, he thought of her rough hands.

With her rough hands, she cooked the kimchi soup, and stirred the j.a.pchae. She never stopped moving her hands even for a moment.

Emptying the rice bowl, he reaffirmed his determination that he would lessen her burden of work. And the same for his father. It's about time they were enjoying their life, freed from the burden of work.

Suhyuk ate up all the rice and side dishes, cleanint the dishes before leaving home. And he got on the bus.

'Is it okay for me to go around in a leisurely manner like this when I will take the test tomorrow?'

All of a sudden, he came to think of it, but shook his head to blow away any nervousness in his mind.

Unless there were an earthquake or a war, he was confident he would pa.s.s it. He looked out the window, resting his chin on his hand.

How long did time pa.s.s?

Soon the bus stopped, and Suhyuk got off.

It was none other than Hana's Rice Soup restaurant that he walked up to easily just like an old timer.

It's been a really long time since he visited. He felt sorry for Hana's father.

He opened the door and went in.

There was only one customer as it was just before lunch time.

Going into the kitchen, he smiled.

"How are you, sir?"

Hana's father opened his eyes wide, "Uh. How come you came here on a weekday like this?"

"I'm off today because I have a test tomorrow."

"Oh my G.o.d! Why did you come here then instead of studying at home for the test?"

"Because I wanted to see you, uncle."

Going down on one knee, he touched his ankle cautiously.

"How do you feel?"

He looked at Suhyuk silently. He just felt pitiful about him squatting to touching his ankle. No matter how often he told Suhyuk not to come, he would not listen.

"I just feel okay."

Suhyuk tightened his grip on his ankle a bit.

"Don't you feel any pain here?"

"Let go of me. Don't you see I'm working right now?"

Suhyuk stood up, and looked carefully at his legs now when he walked with limp.

He could not find any worsening in his condition. Only with thzt could he feel relieved a bit.

"I didn't come here often enough, right? I'm sorry. I was so busy."

"Hey, if you don't come here, that's how you help me. You're bothering me…"

Moving to the kitchen sink, though, he was smiling.

Suhyuk went up to him, and gently pushed him to the side.

"Let me do it."

Shaking his head from side to side, he moved to the side.

Then Suhyuk started was.h.i.ng the dishes.

"Didn't you say you have a test tomorrow? How come you're relaxed like this? What kind of test is it?"

"It's nothing in particular."

"Was there any test you thought was nothing particular?"

"It's a test we take when we progress from an intern to a resident."

"What happens if you do badly in the test?"

After finis.h.i.ng the dishes and was.h.i.ng off his hands, he turned around, saying

"Then I have to take it again one year later."

At his reply, he smiled dumbfoundedly, and pushed him away.

"Just study more instead of idling away here."

"I'm out here because I'm confident," replied he.

Suhyuk would not move a bit even if he tried to push him out of the kitchen.

With a sigh, he shook his head. "Are you really so confident?"

"Of course."

"Two bowls of rice and soup here!"

Hearing the order from the customers, Suhyuk went out of the kitchen quickly.

He worked there until 5pm.

Watching him doing the dishes silently, he opened his mouth.

"Now just go."

Without turning back, he nodded, and cleaned up the tables with a dishcloth after clearing the dishes.

"In a little while Hana will be here…" said Suhyuk.

"Yes, that's right. So go home and study. Don't worry about here."

"Yes, sir."

Though he said he was confident, he felt he needed some sort of caring about his physical condition. There were lots of other chances he could see Hana. Nonetheless, he could not help but feel sorry for Hana's father.

"Okay, let me go home first."

Only then did Hana's father smile brightly.

"Take care, and do well in the test!"

With a smile, he left the restaurant.

Suhyuk was on his way back home on the same bus that he got on when he left his house earlier that day. Then his cell phone buzzed. It was a text message from Oh Byungchul.

Then, another message was received.

It was sent by Prof. Kim Jinwook.

Messages continued to come in.

All those he got acquainted with at Daehan Hospital were sending messages cheering him on.

At the continuing vibrations on his phone, he murmured, "I'm afraid the battery will die…"

The smile on his face did not disappear for a while.

Leaving home early in the morning, Suhyuk headed for the testing place.

The place was crowded with a lot of interns, as if all the interns had already gathered there.

They had anxiety and nervousness on their faces. In contrast, Suhyuk's expression was calm.

He went into the place and took his seat. Some murmuring could be heard from some of the other interns which seemed like praying, while some were carrying talismans to help pa.s.s the test.

"Did you study a lot, Suhyuk?"

One of his intern friends asked, with an anxious look.

Suhyuk agonized a bit. How could he reply?

"I studied until this morning."

He wanted to encourage him by sharing some sort of kins.h.i.p with him.

"Well, me too. I just have no idea though…"

Smiling a bit, he patted him on the shoulder.

Then the test began. How long did time pa.s.s for?

Suhyuk was walking out of the test place alone. No, a lot of other interns went out in droves, with a variety of expressions on their faces.

However, Suhyuk's face was as calm as it was before.

—–

A guy was entering into the main gate of the hospital.

Once he went into the lobby, he got on the elevator just like an old timer, and he swept up his hair lightly.

sounded the recorded announcement.

The sound of his walking echoed in the hallway.

Doctors, turning over the medical charts, turned theirs heads to the side.

Suhyuk smiled at them.

"How are you? I'm resident Lee Suhyuk."

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Resident Im Gyungsu smiled at Suhyuk.

When Suhyuk was completing his one-month interns.h.i.p at the surgery department, Im was in charge of him.

He reached out his hand to Suhyuk.

He was wondering which 'monster' Kim was talking about, and now he figured out who it was.

"My service to you, young man!"

He held Suhyuk's hand.

"I welcome your great teaching, sir," answered Suhyuk.

At Suhyuk's words, Im was shaking his head slowly.

Is there anything I can teach him?

When Suhyuk was an intern, Im showed him all the charts about his patients. Then Suhyuk instantly found out which surgery a patient had underwent or which treatment given. Im still vividly remembers the feelings he felt about him back then.

So, Im sorted out the nicknames that Suhyuk carried with him and summed them up in one word: alien.

"Welcome to the thoracic surgery department. I have no doubt at all that you won't adapt well here."

"I'll try my hardest."

"Follow me, guys. You have to at least be able to recognize other doctors' faces, right?"

The new residents, guided by Im, went to meet the other doctors to say h.e.l.lo.

Going around the hospital wards, Suhyuk looked around slowly.

Was it because he became a resident?

He felt a sort of different feeling compared to what he had felt when he was an intern.

As it happened to be his first day as a resident, it was pa.s.sing slowly with no specific a.s.signment. He just went around the patients' rooms to say h.e.l.lo to the doctors in charge.

"I'm Lee Suhyuk. My service to you, sir."

Looking at a patient's chart, a senior resident raised his head, saying,

"Oh, I'm glad to see you."

He was Chief Resident Kang Mingyu.

"You've come a long way, but keep in mind that it is a fresh start from now on. As you've made the decision to work here, you won't be free even to go to the restroom."

Suhyuk nodded his head. Actually he was already fully prepared for it, so the chief's remarks were not that scary.

"Take a good rest today. See you tomorrow."

Saying that, Kang left the place.

He was in charge of as many as 12 patients' rooms. He was just too busy.

Coming back to his lodging, Suhyuk lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

He thought every day was a new beginning, and that now was the real beginning.

'Prof. Han Myungjin…'

He heard that he would serve as a resident with Prof. Han for one month.

He recalled Mr. Han's image.

He heard it before that it's like picking a star from the sky to see Prof. Han in the hospital.

Prof. Han would often go out to move an emergency patient to the hospital or spend most of his time in the surgery room.

It was still vivid in Suhyuk's memory that Prof. Han took care of a wounded patient inside a helicopter, or watching the sleeping patient's face quietly while performing the surgery.

Suhyuk murmured to himself. "He's a real doctor…"

—–

The time was 1am.

Right after an emergency surgery, Prof. Han was coming out of the operating room.

"Nice job, sir."

When Kang Mingyu said that, Han patted him on the shoulder.

"You, too, did a good job."

It was a patient whose spleen was ruptured in a traffic accident. Fortunately, however, the surgery was well done as planned. The patient moved to the recovery room, and Han Myungjin moved with him.

A man in his early 30s.

He lifted up his trembling eyelid as he moaned.

Looking at him, Han smiled and asked,

"Mr Park Hyunjin, do you know where you are right now?"

With a deep frowning, Park slowly moved his pupil.

"It looks like a hospital… What happened?"

Han, patting him on the shoulder lightly, said,

"You were brought here as you were in a traffic accident. Don't you remember?"

"Ah…"

Now he began to make an expression as if he suddenly remembered what happened.

Though his blood pressure was a bit unstable, he was otherwise normal.

As Park was a young man, he could open his eyes easily.

"You can get discharged after lying in bed a bit more."

Saying that, Han went out of the recovery room and met his guardians.

"Oh, doctor!"

Park's guardians, waiting for him anxiously, approached Han quickly.

"You must have been worried a lot."

They waited for Han to say something about Park's condition.

"Surgery did go well, as planned. We'll continue to monitor his condition while he's in hospitalization here…"

With a smile, Han looked at the baby in her mother's arms.

"Look like he wants to get discharged quickly to play with this cute little girl."

A sigh of relief came out of their mouths.

Then an automatic door opened, and the patient was carried outside.

"Junghee's Dad!"

They quickly came up to the patient.

Han, looking at them with a happy look, and said to Kang,

"Carry the patient to the patients' room and give a good briefing to his guardians."

"Yes, sir."

Watching over the patient who was carried on a stretcher quietly, Han moved out to go smoke a cigarette.

Walking down the hall, he looked feeble in a way.

That was natural, as he could not sleep more than 3 hours a day recently.

He looked exhausted on his face.

When he was going out of the lobby, someone called him from behind.

"Prof. Han."

He turned back his head.

"How are you sir?"

Recognizing Suhyuk, Han nodded his head with a smile,

"Is your interns.h.i.p interesting?"

"I'm now a resident, sir."

Han was a bit surprised at his words.

It seemed like just yesterday when he introduced himself as an intern, and now he had already become a resident.

"So, what have you been up to until now?"

"I was just going around this place as I couldn't go to sleep."

He had a c.o.ke can in his hand.

Noticing it, Han said, "Cola can have a high acidity and cause dental acidosis. It also prevents calcium absorption."

With a smile, Suhyuk then looked at Han's cigarette, "How about your cigarette, sir?"

Suddenly at a loss for words, he said, "Won't you come out for some fresh air?"

Outside the lobby, Han drew in the cigarette smoke deeply.

"Huuuuu…."

A curl of white smoke disappeared into the night sky.

Suhyuk drank the c.o.ke in a big gulp.

Han watched him with a curious look.

"Don't you feel your throat sting?"

The carbon dioxide tickling the esophagus and the coolness of it pa.s.sed on, Suhyuk felt good about it.

"You look very tired, sir…"

Yes, Han looked almost like a patient, with bloodshot eyes from a fatigue.

"When a doctor like me who was performing the surgery is in such a bad shape after, the patient whose abdomen was opened for surgery must be worse than him."

Suhyuk nodded. Han's remarks were in line with what he usually felt about patients.

"Which department did you decide on?"

"Thoracic surgery department, sir."

Han, gazing up at the night sky, then looked at him and asked,

"Who's the chief?"

"Mr. Kang Mingyu, sir."

Soon Han smiled. Kang was a resident under his care. Then, Suhyuk would also be under his care.

"My service to you, sir."

With a smile, Han said, "You'll go through lots of hards.h.i.p for one month."

That meant he could not sleep or eat properly working side by side with him.

"That's what I've been looking forward to, sir."

—–

Getting up early in the morning, Suhyuk went out in a gown. He had a light breakfast with seaweed rolls and milk.

The surgery building.

As a resident he was walking toward it.

Then he heard some woman's voice.

"h.e.l.lo, sir!"

She was Binna.

With a chart on her chest, she, coming out of the patients' room, bowed her head.

"Good morning!"

"Yes, it's such nice weather today."

Then Im's voice made him turn his head.

"Lee Suhyuk, what're you doing over there?"

"See you next time then."

With a light greeting, he began to move.

Though she felt it a bit regretful that she could not see him for a bit longer, she had lots of chances to see him because he was working at the thoracic surgery department.

"Good morning, sir."

At his greeting, Im nodded his head, and said,

"As I told you yesterday, we're making the rounds with the professor."

Kang Mingyu was beside them.

"Let's go."

Prof. Han joined them in no time at all.

"Give me the chart," said Han to Kang.

Looking over the chart quietly, Han went into a patient's room.

There, the patient Park Jinhyun, who was lying in bed, was the one who had a surgery because of a car accident yesterday.

"Good morning. I don't see your guardian."

"Oh, she went out to the restroom."

With a good smile Han asked, "How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable or pain anywhere?"

"Well, I feel the surgery area sort of tingles a bit."

Nodding his head, Han patted him on the shoulder.

"Of course it hurts, as I was the one who sewed your flesh."

Park smiled when he said that jokingly.

"The surgery did go well, as planned, and your condition is very good in my opinion. After a few more days of hospitalization, please tell them that you want to get discharged, if you want. And tell us if you feel anything uncomfortable."

Han and his residents went out of the patient's room to see other patients.

Suddenly Han spoke to Suhyuk who he was walking side by side to.

"Do you know what's the most dangerous thing for a patient who had an accident?"

Kang said first, "I think organ damage is the most dangerous."

Han stopped walking and looked at Im, asking, "What do you think?"

Whenever he made his rounds, he would always ask that kind of question for the purpose of teaching.

"Well…" Im hesitated a bit, but it was only for a brief moment.

"Brain damage seems like the most…"

Nodding his head, Han opened his mouth,

"You're right. But there is one more important thing for a wounded patient to survive."

"What do you think, Suhyuk?"

"Bleeding and fight against inflammation, I think."

Hearing his reply, Han turned back and began to move.

He wondered what kind of doctor he would be over time.

'Daehan Hospital would be in for big, big news.'

Yes, that would be a sure thing.

Their round visits lasted an hour, and the condition of the patients' were all good.

"Any uncomfortable feeling?"

Suhyuk quietly looked at Prof. Han who was looking over the patient with such kind words.

And one thing came to his mind out of the blue.

'I want to be a doctor like him.'

It looked as if the professor was treating the patient with his words alone.

The patients who were talking with the professor were beaming brightly as if they forgot their pain.

Finally, they could finish the round visits after checking the last patient.

Ha pressed the b.u.t.ton on the elevator to head for his office.

He turned his head light to one side, where Suhyuk was turning over a chart.

'A genuine doctor will appear soon.'

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Chapter 90

Suhyuk moved just as he was instructed to by Im Gyungsu.

Starting with accepting a patient with a call from the emergency room, he took on various ch.o.r.es such as disinfection and dressing. He also had to monitor a patient's condition.

Whether morning or night, he did not take his eyes off the patient.

2am.

Suhyuk turned over a chart in front of a patient's room.

21 years old. Oh Gilsu.

While he was riding on a bicycle, he had his chest hit by a hydrant.

He underwent a surgery as soon as he was admitted as a patient during lunch time.

Liver laceration.

The liver is the largest organ in the abdominal cavity and the most vulnerable organ of the abdomen when it comes to receiving external shocks. Besides, liver damage also caused the highest rate of death from damage caused to organs.

Entering the surgery room quietly, Suhyuk thought he was lucky.

For the patient was able to get surgery immediately, and not only that, but he also received the help of Prof. Han Myungjin.

Suhyuk was silently looking at the monitor that checked the condition of the patient, and then he smiled. The condition of the patient who had hepatectomy surgery was good.

At that moment, he heard something.

"Am I going to be okay?"

The patient who seemed to be asleep opened his eyes.

"Is there anywhere that you feel uncomfortable?"

"It hurts."

Suhyuk came closer to him.

"Where does it hurt?"

"I feel a twinge from that surgery area."

Suhyuk let out a sigh of relief.

"It's just natural for you to feel that kind of pain because you just had an operation. You will feel better tomorrow morning, and you don't have to worry. The surgery was done well."

Though he did not observe the operation, the record and chart of the patient's surgery showed every information that there was. Plus the current condition of that patient all indicated good signs.

The patient nodded his head, saying, "Thanks."

Without saying anything, Suhyuk pulled up the blanket to cover the patient's chest.

"Good night."

With a smile, he left the patient's room.

At that moment a nurse going around the hospital tilted her head.

"Did he get any instructions from the chief doctor? He works very hard."

The residents in their first year usually follows a senior resident for further clinical knowledge, because they could make a mistake.

The nurse entering into a patient's room left the place soon to check the patient's condition.

There was one thing she did not know, though. Suhyuk already had checked out all the patients' conditions without anybody's direction. Suhyuk continued to carry out the job until late into the night.

The morning was coming, and Suhyuk woke up at his lodging.

It was 6am. Did he sleep three hours?

Getting up from the bed, he washed and then went out. He had a light breakfast as always.

Arriving at the surgery department building, he made the rounds of the patients' rooms.

Some of the patients recognized Suhyuk, and others did not.

"Good morning, sir!"

"Good morning."

A patient handed a beverage to him.

"I had a surgery on my abdomen, but feel a twinge in my legs."

Suhyuk nodded, saying, "Does it hurt very much?"

"No, but I feel I didn't sleep well…"

"It's because of the nerve connected down there. You'll be alright in a while. If you continue to feel pain, let us know."

Suhyuk continued making the rounds, and when the official working time started, he went to see Im Gyungsu.

"Good morning!"

"Didn't you sleep well? I made sure you left early after finis.h.i.ng the work, right?"

"Well, I couldn't sleep," replied Suhyuk with a smile.

Shaking his head, Im opened his mouth, checking the chart,

"Take good care of yourself. Though this is the place we see and treat the patients, n.o.body takes care of us taking care of them."

At that moment he got a call. It was from the emergency room.

"Oh my G.o.d! I have a patient even in the early morning."

Saying that, he looked at Suhyuk.

"Go down to the emergency room. I wonder what's wrong…"

"Yes, sir."

Suhyuk headed for the elevator right away.

Oh Byungchul looked a bit surprised, because Suhyuk came to the emergency room.

Suddenly he realized that he called the surgeon department.

"Oh, I see it's you who has come here."

"Where is the patient?"

"He's not yet in here."

Suhyuk made a perplexed expression.

"I just got a call from the 119 rescue crew. A worker fell down at the construction site, with heavy bleeding from his legs. And bleeding inside his abdomen is also suspected."

Suhyuk nodded. Bleeding from his legs was not the issue.

Suspected bleeding inside his abdomen was the issue. Stopping bleeding by all means could save his life.

Then the door of the emergency room flung open. Carrying the patient on a stretcher, the rescue crew came into the room quickly. They shouted, lying him on the bed,

"The patient doesn't show any signs of consciousness."

"Which floor did he fall from?" Suhyuk, who approached the patient immediately, asked, while checking over the patient.

"He fell from the 5th floor."

Suhyuk let out a sigh before he knew it.

Certainly at such a high place, no one could fall safely to the ground.

Suhyuk looked at the patient's legs.

The bandages that must have been white in color were already wet with blood, which began to drop off. Suhyuk lifted his jacket and found blood here and there on his bruised skin.

That was not important, though.

His whole abdomen was bruised black as a result of quite a strong shock.

Suhyuk was about to call the severe injury center, when he then changed his mind, because he recalled Prof. Han Myungjin. The image of him carrying a patient through a helicopter and performing the surgery. He was doing the dual role like that.

Sometimes doctors were out to help when those at other departments were short staffed or in an emergency situation.

Suhyuk did not agonize that long over what to do. He called Prof. Han directly.

The fact that he called Prof. Han of the thoracic surgery, and because the patient was struck with serious injury, meant he needed the professor's help.

"Prof. Han, we have a patient here who fell from the 5th floor. He has no consciousness, with heavy bleeding from his legs. Bleeding is expected from his abdomen, too."

"I'm just around the corner now. Wait!"

The phone was hung up, and Suhyuk approached the patient quickly.

It seemed he needed blood transfusions because of heavy bleeding from his legs.

"Please check his blood type."

At Suhyuk's words the nurse moved quickly.

Then Prof. Han came in, opening the door of the emergency room.

He frowned his face, looking at the patient.

"Why is he bleeding like that from his legs? Where is his guardian?"

Suhyuk shook his head. Then a man in his mid-50s came up to them.

He was the chief of the construction sight working with the patient at the scene.

"His guardian is on the way here now."

—–

The patient was lying on the stretcher with a bottle of fluid and blood packs hanging over him.

In the resuscitation room he received all sorts of tests.

Fixing his eyes on the monitor checking the patient's condition, Prof. Han knitted his brows.

"Completely broken.."

The patient's legs were all busted up.

Now he could see the outcomes of his MRI and X-ray shots, which showed the patient's condition was much worse than first thought. His abdomen was full of blood.

That indicated, as expected, that his organs were severely damaged.

Then a nurse approached them, with a chart.

"Prof. Han, he seems to have a terminal liver cancer…"

Han was handed the chart from her, and Suhyuk breathed out a sigh, looking at the patient's abdomen.

"Six months?"

Han murmured. It was written like that on his medical record.

Even in such a serious condition, he chose to go out for manual work?

"His guardian just got here."

Han nodded his head. The timing was perfect.

They were about to begin the surgery even without the guardian's consent.

Han turned to Suhyuk, while the other medical staff were checking the patient's condition.

"Mr. Lee, go and get the guardian's consent, and come back right into the operation room."

"Where am I?" asked a woman in her early 40s.

She was hold her child's hands tightly as if she were scared.

"It's the hospital. They say Dad was hurt."

The child holding her mom was 12 years old at the most.

With tears in her eyes, she was soothing her mom who looked around with a frightened expression.

"Hwajung, let's go home. Please, let's go home."

At her repeated pressing, Hwajung shed pent-up tears.

"Boohoo… I told you Dad was hurt. He would be scared if we're leaving now."

"I want to go home! Let's go home, honey?"

"Mom, please…"

At that moment , Lee Suhyuk appeared.

"Are you Mr. Lee Jinhan's guardian?"

"Where is my Dad now?"

At Hwajung's asking, he smiled bitterly and said,

"He's at the resuscitation room now."

His physical condition was too bad. His blood pressure skydived to 60mmhg.

He needed to get better in the resuscitation room before undergoing the surgery.

"Hwajung, I want to go home now!"

At her voice, Suhyuk turned to her speaking like a child.

'Does she have a mental disability?'

"Mom! I told you repeatedly he was sick. Please don't do this…"

Suhyuk let out a deep sigh at their conversation.

The patient's wife had a mental disability while her daughter was an elementary school girl.

Did they know that he had a terminal liver cancer.

How could he move from one construction place to another with that extremely severe physical condition?

"What's your name?"

"I'm Hwajung, Lee Hwajung."

"You've got a very beautiful name. Your father needs to get surgery right now…"

Tears ran down her cheeks when she heard that.

"Was he hurt so much?"

Suhyuk went down on his knee and wiped her tears with his right thumb.

"You mom needs to sign the consent form if your father is to get the surgery."

Hwajung nodded her head, and turned to her mom,

"Mom, you need to consent to the surgery, so daddy can get better."

Suhyuk handed out the consent form. "You can sign it here."

She stepped back. Though she was a middle-aged woman, she just got frightened at the sight of Suhyuk wearing a doctor's gown.

"Let me go home."

Suhyuk smiled a bit, "You've got a very beautiful daughter."

Suhyuk presented the form and a pencil to Hwajung.

"Can you get her signature? She can sign here."

Hwajung nodded, "Mom, sign here…"

It was done immediately, and Suhyuk confirmed it.

"It might be a very dangerous surgery…" Suhyuk swallowed what he was trying to say.

Yes, it was going to be a really dangerous surgery.

With a terminal liver cancer, and with the patient's organs were severely damaged, he could die in the middle of the surgery. The possibility was high.

Nonetheless, Suhyuk did not say anything about it.

"Just wait here a bit."

Hwajung nodded her head, and Suhyuk looked at the patient's wife silently, saying,

"We'll do our best, guardian."

His white gown fluttered in the air.

'Yeah, I'll save his life by all means.'

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Chapter 91

Han Myungjin was was.h.i.ng his forearms with a cleaning brush, when Suhyuk came in.

"I've got the surgery consent form."

"We'll begin the surgery right now, so wash quickly."

Suhyuk began to disinfect his hands, and closed his eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking how to save the patient, sir."

Han shook his head because Suhyuk was acting as if he was a surgeon performing the surgery.

A resident in the first year was supposed to do only the job of an a.s.sistant in the operating room.

However, Han did not say anything about it to him.

"Do you think the patient can open his eyes?" asked Han.

Was.h.i.ng his fingers hard, he replied, "I'm not sure. Oh, actually yes, I think he can. Because his family is waiting outside for him."

Han, wearing an operating gown, shook his head from side-to-side a bit. It's the first time he heard a doctor saying something like that. Other doctors would have made a stochastic judgement on his question, citing all kinds of medical terms. Probably they would say he had no probability of opening his eyes.

Suhyuk, now in an operating gown, said, "Let's go."

The sound of the monitor checking the patient's condition began to vibrate.

Han, moving to the operating bed, said to Suhyuk,

"Stick with me."

The medical staff were surprised. This was an emergency situation, with the outcome of the surgery already presumed to be very bad.

In an important surgery like this, Han was ready to give Suhyuk an a.s.sistant's role.

But n.o.body dared take an issue with that because it was Han's decision.

"Give me the scalpel. We'll open up the patient's abdomen right away," said Han,

with a deep breath.

In just a moment, the patient's belly was swollen like a watermelon.

That meant bleeding was continuing inside his abdomen.

Han said, putting the scalpel to the patient's abdomen,

"Get ready, as we will search for the damaged organs after blood suction."

In no time, the scalpel pierced his belly. It was pierced, not opened up.

Then blood was gus.h.i.ng from inside as a result of the high pressure inside his belly.

Drops of blood scattered onto the medical staff's gowns.

Then Suhyuk began to move, pressing the patient's belly slowly.

The blood was gus.h.i.ng out more and more.

"What the h.e.l.l are you doing, man!"

Someone with a mask shouted at him.

"The pressure is very high. If we open it up in this condition, we're going to see a blood pool all around us."

Actually, if blood was gus.h.i.ng out at such a high pressure, the organs pushed by pressure of the blood would most likely burst out, which could then lead to damaging the blood vessels and nerves connecting the organs.

The resident who shouted at Suhyuk once again said,

"What are you doing in front of Prof. Han…?"

"He's doing a good job," said Han, cutting off his remarks, and he looked at the blood pack. He could not figure out how many packs were used already.

The patient was being furnished with blood continuously, but it was gus.h.i.ng out from his damaged organs. Almost half of the patient's blood was replaced.

"I think we can open up his belly now."

The medical staff knitted their brows at Suhyuk's words.

They did not like him because he was trying to intervene in the surgery.

But Han took a different view of him.

"Okay, we're opening it up now."

Han moved the scalpel, saying, "Suction the blood quickly."

At the professor's instruction, the a.s.sistants put the suction device into the belly.

Then, Suhyuk turned around and grabbed something.

It was a metal bowl for soup, and he put into it some wash liquid contained in a big water basin.

The nurse volunteered to do it, but Suhyuk was already doing it.

"Let me start Irrigation," said Suhyuk.

Without getting consent from Prof. Han, he poured water liquid into the patient's belly.

The medical staff were just aghast at Suhyuk's reckless act, but Suhyuk just kept pouring water liquid, not caring about them at all.

'I've got to finish it as soon as possible.'

The longer it takes and if a minute or a second pa.s.ses without action, the more trouble the patient will run into.

He was a terminal cancer patient.

Even before he fell, he must have felt a great pain, and now he was bleeding a lot, to make matters worse.

"What are you doing?" Han was shouting at someone, but Suhyuk was not his target.

The medical staff, with frozen faces, were staring at Suhyuk.

"Put the suction device at the right place!"

Though Han usually tried to speak using an honorific tone in the operating room, he did not do so this time.

It was an urgent and dangerous surgery.

The medical staff, who had become like stone statues, instantly came around.

With the noisy sound of blood suctioning, the suction device absorbed the was.h.i.ng fluid mixed with the blood. At that moment their eyes became wider.

"We need more wash fluid."

Suhyuk put down the vessel, and poured in the whole wash fluid contained in a large container.

Han's heart began to pound. 'Ok, that's what I want!'

Boldness. One could show it only when one was clearly aware of the patient's condition.

Suhyuk's boldness was just that.

The medical staff, without saying anything, just focused on their own job.

He cleaned the wash fluid from the overflowed belly, and changed blood packs several times.

They wanted to yell some harsh words at the novice resident Suhyuk, but could not.

Right beside him, Prof. Han was nodding his head.

Soon it became clean inside the belly, but blood was still oozing out.

"Huuuuuuh…"

Suhyuk let out a short sigh and looked at Han.

"Can I look for it, sir?"

He was asking if he could search for the damaged organ.

"Can you do it?"

"Yes, I have done it many, many times."

When the medical staff looked aghast, Suhuk moved his hands.

Whenever he moved his hands, there was something oozing inside the belly.

In all of the patient's organs, cancer cells bloomed like molds of white.

In addition, the swollen organs were tangled like one from the beginning.

So, one could not touch them carelessly because even a wrong touch would cause the cancer cell ma.s.s to break with bleeding.

But Suhyuk did not blink at all, and asked the patient silently,

'Uncle, please tell me. Where is the damaged organ?'

As expected, the liver and stomach were normal. It was the same with other organs.

'Please hold my hand and stand up. Let me know.'

Then the blood was again filling the abdomen.

Suhyuk held out one of his hands, saying "Irrigation."

Though it was urgent, it was a natural act.

When Han gave him wash fluid, Suhyuk poured it into the belly.

He repeated it several times, with the medical staff staring at him with wide eyes.

'Yea, that's what I want.' Han was shouting to himself in his heart.

For Suhyuk was doing what he had thought was right, and he did it without any hesitation.

Finally, Suhyuk poked through the organs and lifted up the stomach.

Then, the organ hidden inside began to appear.

"He's bleeding from the spleen. We had better take it out."

"Are you sure?"

Suhyuk nodded his head at his asking.

"Please trust me. Other organs are normal."

"Step back!"

When Han said that, he moved back and quietly looked at the patient with his eyes closed.

'Thanks. I found it easily, as you let me know.'

Of course it was impossible for the patient with no consciousness to tell him about it, but Suhyuk thought he could find it because the patient tipped him off.

On a metal tray a reddish spleen as big as a palm was dropped.

It was removed just like that.

Lots of blood was coming out of the belly.

The medical staff squeezed out the blood packs hung over the patient.

Han's hand also moved all the more quickly, because speed mattered in the surgery.

"Professor Han, the patient's blood pressure is going up."

His blood pressure, which was nosediving continuously before, began to go up little by little.

That meant they finished sewing the area where the spleen was located.

Taking a deep breath, Han directed the medical staff, "Please finish it up well."

Lifting up his loupe, Han turned his head to Suhyuk, who had been looking at the patient quietly.

It was a strange sight.

Resident Suhyuk showed much more surprising dexterity than he expected.

The medical staff stopped the bleeding coming from the patient's broken legs completely.

It seemed that the patient could not bear it if they did not do something about his legs.

So, the patient was carried into an intensive care unit.

Suhyuk quietly fixed his eyes on the patient's monitor.

The patient's condition was unstable. With terminal liver cancer, he had a difficult surgery.

There was nothing unusual even if his vital signs would point to the worst.

The patient probably used up all his physical strength while undergoing the surgery.

"Please bring his guardian."

At Han's direction, Suhyuk grabbed disinfected gauzes and wiped out whatever blood there was on the patient's body. Then he moved out to bring in the guardian.

Looking at him, the medical staff thought to themselves, "Who the h.e.l.l is this guy?"

His act in the operating room was quick, neat and accurate.

He imparted an impression as if he was a professor specializing in patients with heavy injuries.

"When you see patients in the future, just run around, okay?"

Han opened his mouth, looking at the medical staff in the eye one by one.

Even with a patient dying before them, they were preparing for the operation casually walking around, as if they were doing office work.

"Yes, sir!" they replied.

"I'll keep an eye on you."

"Yes, sir!"

Han shook his head. Even though they wanted to be a doctor as a means of making money, their slow moving was something he really did not like.

Suhyuk came into the intensive care unit with the patient's guardian.

Han could figure out why Suhyuk wiped off blood from the patient's body.

It was too much for the woman with a mental disability and her daughter to accept the situation.

Han thought Suhyuk made sure they would not be surprised as much as possible.

"Uh? Uh?"

Finding her husband in bed, she opened her eyes wider.

"Boohoo… Daddy…!"

They could not approach the patient easily because of his unusual appearance.

Han, letting out a sigh, rubbed his face.

'How can I explain to them?'

Then, Suhyuk opened his mouth, angled towards her eyes,

"Your daddy is in a lot of pain right now, so I think he can muster up his strength if you hold his hands."

The child, nodding her head, came up to him.

She found her father's face swollen a lot. How come his skin was so yellow?

It was all strange and scary.

"Boohoo… Daddy, please wake up."

The child cautiously held her father's hand, which she felt rather hard.

Suhyuk looked at the patient's wife, when she stepped back as if she was scared.

Suhyuk smiled at her,

"Right now Mr Lee Jinhan is pretending to be sleeping. So, wake him up, so you can go home together."

Avoiding Suhyuk a bit, she went up to her husband and shook his hands,

"Honey, wake up now. Let's go home, I'm scared here."

Suhyuk looked at the family and said to the patient,

"Don't just lie in bed like that. Please open your eyes!"

Then, the patient opened his mouth,

"I'm okay… Daddy is fine…"

With his eyes closed, he was murmuring.

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Chapter 92

The patient opened his eyes slowly.

The pure white fluorescent light was dazzling to his eyes.

'By the way, where am I now?'

He felt fuzzy. The moment he lost his footing at the construction site, he fell down, and immediately lost consciousness.

He felt pain on his legs and abdomen.

"Are you okay, daddy?"

He nodded at his daughter's asking.

"Yes, I'm okay, Hwajung."

"Honey! Let's go home. I'm scared here."

He was slowly turning his head to his wife this time.

"Okay, let's go back home."

Then Prof. Han came to him, with Suhyuk standing next to him.

"Where do you think you are? What's your name?"

"A hospital. My name is Lee Jinho."

Han continued to check the patient's condition.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Suhyuk asked.

Though he was administered lots of a.n.a.lgesics, he was still feeling pain because of too much damage to his body.

"Well, I can stand it…" said the patient.

Looking at his wife and daughter, he made a faint smile.

It was so fortunate that he survived. Yes, it was.

"Honey, stop sleeping and let's go home!"

'No, I can't die like this with a wife like this left behind. '

"Boohoo… Daddy. Does it hurt a lot?"

'Yes, I have to survive until Hwajung goes to middle school.'

"Let me keep an eye on him, sir," said Suyuk to Prof. Han.

Nodding his head, Han said, "Ok, Report to me about his condition from time to time."

Han and his medical staff left the intensive unit room.

Though the vital signs of the patient was unstable, it did not get any worse.

2am. Looking at the monitor quietly, Suhyuk looked at the patient's family members sleeping next to him. His wife was asleep like a log, and his daughter fell into sleep with tears all over her face.

They were holding the patient's hands, so he could not go anywhere.

Then, some sort of voice came into Suhyuk's ear.

"I feel the pain on my legs getting more severe."

"Let me administer more painkillers then."

That's all Suhyuk could do for him.

He could not do anything about the patient's legs because he could not bear it in his current condition.

Putting a needle through an IV pack, Suhyuk turned his eyes to the patient looking at the ceiling.

"You'll feel better a bit later."

"Thanks…"

At that moment, the monitor showing the patient's condition, was sounding off with a noisy alarm.

"Open your eyes!"

When Suhyuk checked the pupil in his closed eyes, there was no reaction.

A sharp sound of the machine was piercing into Suhyuk's ear.

Heart arrest. His heart stopped.

"Oh my G.o.d!"

When the nurses pa.s.sing by were stunned, Suhyuk put the crash cart on his heart, with an electric shocker.

When the fully charged electric shocker was put on the patient's heart, his body went up and down, with Suhyuk checking the monitor. No response.

"Wake up!"

The patient did not move at all with his eyes still closed, as if he could not hear anything.

"Don't die! You should wake up!"

At the sound of the patient's bed moving up and down, his wife and daughter also woke up.

They started crying, shouting, "Daddy! Please don't die!"

Beep… Beep…

"Huuuuuuuh…."

Suhyuk wiped off the beads of sweats from his forehead. He barely managed to revive his heart.

As a result of the electric shock, his heart was back to beating.

Suhyuk thought about it for a moment.

His heart beat again thanks to his wife and daughter's shouting, that was certain.

One week pa.s.sed like an arrow.

Prof. Han touched the patient's legs cautiously.

Surgery of his legs, though done in an unusual situation, did go well, fortunately.

And the patient also put up with it well. The surgery was done because he wanted it anyway.

He said he wanted to get discharged as soon as possible.

With his daughter in his bed, the patient smiled.

Nodding his head while looking at his legs, Han opened his mouth,

"How do you feel now?"

"I feel much better, sir."

Suhyuk smiled bitterly at his words.

Over time his skin became yellow, and he would feel fuzzy because a lot of painkillers were administered.

"Honey, honey," said his wife.

His wife tapped his belly lightly, was saying, "You have a baby here?"

His abdomen was swollen high like a pregnant woman.

"It's because I ate a lot."

"Stop eating any more food. You're going to be a pig if you eat like that!"

At his wife's words, he nodded his head.

Another week pa.s.sed.

"I'd like to get discharged," said the patient.

Han and Suhyuk could not say anything.

His condition was such that they could not do anything about it.

Suhyuk said first, "Okay, you can get discharged tomorrow."

"I wonder how much the bill is…"

The patient's face became dark with bitterness.

Han tilted his head.

"Did anybody from the insurance company come here?"

"According to the nurse, there are some items not covered by insurance."

"I can't believe that. The treatment you received is all covered by insurance. Looks like the nurse was mistaken."

The patient nodded his head. How fortunate he was…

"Okay, have a good night then."

Han and Suhyuk went out of the patient's room.

Suhyuk said, "Why did you say that, sir?"

Walking through the hallway, Han turned his head, saying,

"I want to use my own money in my own way. Any problem with that?"

Suhyuk smiled at his words, shaking his head.

"No, sir"

The more he got to know about Han, the more respect he felt for him.

He just cared only about the patients.

From the moment the patient was taken into the hospital, Suhyuk had never seen Prof. Han taking a rest. He was even seen sleeping in the patient's room.

"Take a break. It's my order as your supervisor," said Han.

Then Han left the place to see other patients.

Suhyuk stood up and called somewhere.

"Thanks, crispy chicken please. Two chicken, one for an adults' taste preferences and the other one for children, please."

"Ok. Where do I deliver?"

"Daehan Hospital, please."

"Wow!"

The patient's wife, shaking her legs while seated on his bed, cried with joy.

The Chicken and pizza that Suhyuk ordered was delivered.

"Oh my G.o.d! I'm so…"

The patient made an expression as if he was sorry.

"Actually I wanted to eat chicken and pizza, but it was too much for me to eat alone.

So, please share it with me, if you can."

On the table were pizza, chicken and soft drinks.

She swallowed her saliva when Suhyuk offered her a chicken leg.

"Please try it. Hwajung, you, too!"

Being handed chicken legs, they swallowed their saliva.

And then Hwajung said, "Daddy, try it!"

Suhyuk let out a sigh, while the patient smiled pleasantly.

"Look at my belly. I can't eat because I'm full."

"Please have just one bite."

At her daughter's insistence, he took the chicken leg with a smile.

Holding a slice of pizza, Suhyuk looked at them with bitterness.

They looked happy, though.

Staying all night awake while monitoring the patient, Suhyuk went out only in the morning.

Then he came back to the patient's room and offered a paper bag.

"Thanks."

There were a lot of syringes inside the bag.

"You remember what I said, right?"

And Suhyuk gave him another paper bag.

"I'm sure it will help you, but when you can't bear it, please visit the hospital."

It was medicine mixed with a very strong sedative and painkiller.

He packed the medicine after consultation with Prof. Han.

"You can use it for six months. When you use them up, come visit us.

Then I'll give you one year's worth of refills."

Smiling, the patient slowly nodded.

One year. He felt it was too short. Could he even live that long?

"Thanks…"

"Honey, let's go home quickly"

"Okay, let's go now."

With crutches, Lee Jinhan stood up.

When he was going out of the patient's room, Suhyuk grabbed Hwajung's hand, and angled his eyes towards hers.

"Take this…"

Suhyuk gave her several 10,000 won notes, saying, "Buy some delicious food."

Lee opened his eyes wider.

"Please don't do that. It will ruin her manners."

Suhyuk smiled, and then said, "You can teach her about manners right beside her for a long, long time."

Then Suhyuk escorted him to the hospital lobby to help him get discharged.

"Thank you, sir."

When the patient said goodbye, bowing his head at the main gate of the hospital, Suhyuk did not reply with anything. There was nothing he did for the patient. He felt he just looked on at the patient like a fool.

Lee Jinhan stroked his daughter's hair, and told her,

"Show your manners and say 'Thank you.'"

Hwajung opened her mouth, and said, "Thank you, doctor!"

Her mother repeated after her daughter, and so did Suhyuk a reply in response.

'Sorry, really sorry… I'm sorry to let you go like this.'

There was someone watching Suhyuk engaging with them.

In the professor's office, through the window Prof. Han murmured while watching him, 'Yes, that is how a doctor is supposed to behave.'

"Daddy, you feel great as you go home now, right?"

He nodded at Hwajung's words while waiting for the bus.

"Yes, I feel so good."

Humming a song, holding her father's hand, Hwajung suddenly searched her pocket, and she found and opened a note Suhyuk gave her.

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It was 7pm.

Suhyuk was sitting in Prof. Han's office.

"Would you like some coffee?"

"No thanks, sir."

Looking at Suhyuk, Han stirred the coffee inside a paper cup.

And he sat, face to face with Suhyuk.

"Do you have any concerns? You don't look so good."

Fixing his eyes on the table, Suhyuk replied shortly, "No, sir."

Taking the coffee to his lips, Han looked at him.

Just like a stone statue, who just showed indifference to his fellow medical staff, there was no change in his expression.

However, his face varied whenever he met with patients, as if he was a different person.

Sipping coffee, Han said to him suddenly,

"A doctor is not G.o.d."

Suhyuk made a curious expression, not being able to figure out what he meant.

With a smile, Prof. Han took the paper cup to his lips.

There was a brief moment of silence between them.

Then Han said, "Patient Lee Jinho. Well, we couldn't anything further for him."

His body had been already overtaken by cancer cells, so they could not treat him.

Just having him hospitalized at the hospital was like killing his remaining time.

That's why he did not try to have him, who said he wanted to get discharged, remain any longer.

"So, don't blame yourself," said Han.

"If we were G.o.d, could we treat him?'

Han just smiled bitterly at his asking.

"Do you know what? There were more than twenty patients who died before my eyes. Do you know what I thought then?"

Suhyuk looked at him.

"When I first performed the surgery, I was just crazy when the patient's condition got worse. Because it all looked like my fault. Then, one year, then two, pa.s.sed and I came to pray like this: If there is a G.o.d out there, please let the patients open their eyes."

Putting down the paper coffee cup, Han opened his mouth again,

"Do you know what I think these days? I did my best, to the best of my ability. That's what I did to patient Lee Jinho."

Suhyuk nodded his head feebly.

"Did you ask me if G.o.d would have treated him?"

He was silently waiting for the professor's reply.

"In my mind, there seemed to be no G.o.d. Because G.o.d never accepted my favor. Instead, the patient's family was reflected in my eyes."

Sometimes a patient who was about to die could regain his consciousness when he felt his family's dedicated caring, and some patient's heart began to beat miraculously when he heard the family's voice. That was unexplainable in the medical world. It was just a miracle.

"The strength of the family took G.o.d's place, is what I thought."

Listening to him quietly, Suhyuk rose from his seat, saying, "Let me take my leave, sir."

"Okay, don't go to the patient's room. Go straight home and have some rest. Let me inform them, so just go home. Okay?"

Suhyuk just bowed his head at his words.

"Reply to me! Take a break today, okay?"

"Yes, sir," said Suhyuk reluctantly.

Only then did Han make a satisfied expression.

Suhyuk turned around and headed toward the door. Today he looked unusually feeble.

Looking at him, Han murmued, 'He'll have to realise it someday.'

Namely that, he could not save all the patients' lives.

As directed by Han, Suhyuk headed back to his lodging.

On the way, he felt eager to go back to the hospital wards, and could barely suppress that desire. For he noticed a text message from Prof. Han: which finally convinced him to take a rest

Standing before a mirror, he looked at himself, and also looked down at his empty hands.

A sense of helplessness.

There were many who died at Daehan Hospital, but it was the first time he met such a patient who was knocking on death's door.

"Huuuuuh….."

Taking a deep breath, he lay on the bed.

Patient Lee Jinhan. What's he doing now? Is he happy or unhappy?

Maybe he must be happy because his smile was genuine when he looked at his wife and daughter.

He was a wonderful man, who put up with the open surgery as well as the surgery that required planting a metal pin in his legs. He went back home with a smile.

What made him mentally strong like that?

Suddenly Prof. Han's remarks came to his mind.

Though there was no G.o.d, he had a family.

Suhyuk opened his closed eyes slowly, and touched his cell phone.

Suddenly he wanted to hear his family's voice.

"Oh, son. How come you are calling me at this time? Aren't you busy now?"

"No, I'm fine. Did you eat Mom?"

"Of course, it's well past dinner time. How about you, son?"

"I did. Is daddy in?"

"Oh, he's sleeping now after he had some drinks during the day."

Suhyuk nodded his head slowly. His father sometimes would have drinks with his friends when he had no work to do.

"Mom, please come and visit for a medical check-up one of these days."

"Me and your father aren't sick at all. How about you? I saw on TV that doctors are so busy. Do you eat regularly?"

He just felt good whenever he heard his mother's voice.

What bothered him a bit was that she's just concerned about him, not herself.

"Yes, Mom. I got fat these days thanks to good food. I'm also working tactfully.

Please come to the hospital with father one of these days."

"I'm afraid we're obstructing you because you're busy…"

"No, mom. Please don't fail to stop by."

Though he could not make them live in luxury right now, he wanted to take care of their health.

Aside from him being their son, he was a doctor.

"Sure, son. Will do. I could live high on the hog thanks to my doctor son!"

He felt as if her warm voice was creeping into his heart.

Though it was what he had to do as a son, his parents still felt so thankful to him.

Lee Jinhan would have felt the same thing for his family.

"Okay, let me know when you will come here, so I can make a reservation."

"Sure, let me talk to your father, so we can adjust our schedule to visit you."

They talked like that for a few more minutes.

Mostly his mother was on the talking side.

After the phone call, Suhyuk thought about things for a little while, eyes closed.

'When can I relieve them of any concern about me? Even if I'm okay, they still keep so many concerns about me.'

And that's the heart of the parents who have children.

Suhyuk could feel it distantly after having watched Lee Jinhan.

It was getting dark, with the hand of the clock pointing to 9pm.

Out of dozing off and exhaustion, Suhyuk fell into sleep.

—–

It was all white around him.

When Suhyuk was looking around, he heard someone walking toward him in the distance.

The ident.i.ty of the man, veiled by some white light ma.s.s, began to show itself slowly.

It was a human being that looked just like him.

Soon the guy, coming close up to him, smiled and opened his mouth,

"Long time, no see."

"Who are you?"

The guy put his hand on his forehead at his asking.

"You really don't know who I am?"

The guy circled around Suhyuk as if he was appreciating his body.

"It's a dream…."

Hearing Suhyuk murmuring, the guy stopped and turned his head to him.

"It's half true, half false."

And the guy came up to Suhyuk, saying something into his ear,

"You killed patient Lee Jinhan."

Suhyuk's black pupils trembled a lot.

"His condition was something I could not do anything about."

"You're making an excuse even if you didn't make any attempt to save him. You're not a doctor, but a murderer who just looked on."

'Am I a murderer?'

Suhyuk knitted his brows.

"What did you think when Lee Jinhan was getting discharged? You must have said "Good riddance! As if a troublesome patient has finally gone away."

Suhyuk shook his head, and grabbed him by the collar.

"Don't make any rash judgement if you don't know anything about me!"

As if he was choked, he made a moan, but he was smiling,

"Hey, let go of your hand, so I can talk."

When Suhyuk let go of his throat, the guy touched his neck and shouted,

"You murderer, son of a b.i.t.c.h!"

Then Suhyuk threw a punch at him, "I told you not to talk thoughtlessly like that!"

Squatting on the floor, the guy said, looking up at Suhyuk,

"You could have treated him."

Suhyuk shook his head slowly, answering, "No, I could not. What I could do was let him get discharged as soon as possible."

Yes, so that he could spend time with his family for one more minute and one more second.

The guy just chuckled, and retorted,

"Okay, let me give you the benefit of the doubt. What if another patient like Lee Jinhan came to you? What would you do, just looking on like you did to Lee last time?"

Suhyuk could not say anything.

Then the guy, with a smile, said, "Let me help you," and reached out his hand.

"How can you can help me?"

Suhyuk was just looking at him blankly.

"Am I scary? Just hold my hands, that's it. Not a big deal."

Suhyuk held his hands silently.

—–

A noisy alarm sound woke him up, but Suhyuk turned it off, eyes still closed.

And with a deep sigh, he rose from the bed.

Turning on the light he looked at himself in the mirror silently.

How much time pa.s.sed?

Sweeping up his hair, he grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at his friend sleeping on the upper bed.

"Ooops! What's this?"

When he woke up from bed, Suhyuk already went out.

After a light breakfast Suhyuk got on the elevator, and headed for the patients' wards.

"Did you have a good break?" said Im Gyungsu.

Turning over a chart, Suhyuk nodded slightly at his asking.

Then, Im made a frown because he felt Suhyuk was acting arrogant.

"What were you doing, sir?"

Im gave him a chart, saying,

"The patient was taken to the hospital a moment ago, but his condition is sort of confusing. He is now taking a CT and X-ray, so let's see what it shows us."

Suhyuk was looking into the chart containing a record on the doctor's conversation with the patient.

Suhyuk, making a frown, looked at Im, as if he was asking him why he could not diagnose this kind of symptom as a doctor.

"Isn't this thoracic outlet syndrome?" said Suhyuk.

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"What did you say?"

Im, not believing his ears, asked again because he felt Suhyuk became too arrogant just overnight.

"I told you that it's thoracic outlet syndrome."

"Are you sure? Are you confident?"

"Isn't it too obvious? The patient has no particular wounds. It's because his brachial plexus was pressed hard. He didn't have this symptom without any reason."

Im clenched his molar, but could not say anything.

Hearing him explain it, Im thought he was right.

The blood vessels and nerve bundles that descend down from the neck to the base of the neck meet the first rib and divide into two parts. At that point, the proximal part can be narrowed down by various causes, so that the thoracic outlet syndrome comes into contact with the bundle of the brachial nerve and the clavicle and blood vessels.

Why did he not think of such a disease?

His annoyance was surging in his mind. For he felt as if he had been humiliated in front of the first-year resident. He even felt Suhyuk was slighting him, though he continued to give him favor.

And Suhyuk could be wrong unless the actual results of the patient's image shots were verified.

"Follow me!" With that order, Im walked to the imaging room.

The shots will clearly give the correct answer.

If this arrogant guy was wrong, Im was determined to give him a good scolding to the point of him feeling the urge to resign.

However, not only the X-ray but also the electromyography tests showed Suhyuk was right.

As Suhyuk said, it was thoracic outlet syndrome.

When Im could not take his eyes off the monitor, with a frown, Suhyuk said to the patient who just finished taking the shots,

"Looks like the pain is not so severe, and I don't think you have to undergo the surgery."

The patient looked in his early 30s.

"Can I get discharged, then?"

Suhyuk shook his head, replying,

"You had better get some exercise or physical therapy and see how your condition goes from there."

Turning his head, Suhyuk looked at Im who was still looking at the monitor.

"What are you doing, sir?"

With a frozen face, he came up to Suhyuk and said, "you're right."

"Don't you think you should be aware of this as a doctor?"

The patient cast his eyes at Suhyuk.

Though he was using honorific language with him, it was as if a supervisor was talking down to his men. On the contrary, Im looked like he was being taught a lesson, though he was Suhyuk's senior.

Did he feel offended?

His face was frozen like a stone, and with an unnatural smile, Im told the patient,

"Please follow me."

Then he talked to Suhyuk, "Make the rounds of the patients' rooms and check their condition."

Nodding his head, Suhyuk left the place.

Suhyuk continued to make the rounds, and every patient and their guardians asked him,

"What's the matter with you today?"

His tone and expression today were not what they were used to seeing.

The soft smile and gentle face was gone, and he looked like a stone statue to them.

At their asking, Suhyuk just replied, "Nothing in particular. I'm feeling very good."

And he talked more than before about their upcoming treatment and cautions.

Though he explained in simple language, both the patients and their guardians had difficulties understanding what he said. On such occasions he kept explaining until they understood.

The lunch time was fast approaching.

"Go and have some lunch."

Suhyuk nodded when Im said that out of duty.

"Yes, sir."

Though he replied like that, Suhyuk was acting in the opposite.

He constantly took care of the patients without any break.

So a day pa.s.sed like that, but Suhyuk did not get a wink of sleep.

Unaware of this, Im Gyungsu a.s.signed him more work as if he was determined to correct his arrogant att.i.tude.

However, Suhyuk handled his work quickly as if he was sneering at Im.

And he went so far as to do what Im had not instructed him to do.

Thinking of it, Im called for Suhyuk.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Im made a frown, asking, "Why did you do those things when I didn't instruct you to?"

"The patient's abdomen was full of fluid, and had difficulty breathing, too. And as a result of the pressure inside his abdomen, there was some sign of rupture. By the way, you're the chief physician in charge of the patient, right? What did you do when the patient's condition was getting worse like that?"

At his sharp retort, Im could not say anything.

Why did he not call for the nurse when he knew the patient's abdomen was full of fluid?

After all, it was his fault.

"You should have informed me on it quickly. Why did you do it on your own?" asked Im.

"So, was there anything wrong with the patient?"

Suhyuk walked up to Im slowly, and opened up his mouth,

"Why should I inform you? I should have taken urgent action because of the high pressure of the patient's' abdomen. Don't you think you have to thank me?"

Im's eyelids wiggled. Then Suhyuk's cell phone buzzed.

Watching Im quietly, he answered the phone.

"h.e.l.lo?"

"It's me, your brother. Let's have lunch together."

"I'm busy now."

He hung up the phone with those words.

His phone kept buzzing, but he did not answer it.

"I think I'm mistaken, though I've kept a favorable view of you," said Im.

Suhyuk showed a bitter smile.

With a smiling face, though, he quietly murmured into Ims' ears,

"Your d.a.m.ned sense of authority. You certainly would be counting your money even if a patient was dying before you."

After saying that, Suhyuk left the place.

Im was watching Suhyuk blankly, but soon hardened his face, s.h.i.ning his eyes.

"How are you, sir?" Binna said, with a dimple on her face.

It was Suhyuk she said h.e.l.lo to, not Im.

Suhyuk was just pa.s.sing by with a curt answer.

At her voice, he turned his head slantly,

"What's the matter?" asked he.

Her face, already in a blush, became more reddish.

"I'm on call today. Shall we have dinner if you are available this evening.

"Do you think I'm free enough to eat with you? If you think you are free, please go and check the patient's wards one more time."

Suhyuk disappeared, while Binna hugged the chart tightly to her heart.

Did she make any mistake at all?

'I think I have to apologize at his leisure.'

Then Suhyuk's cell phone buzzed.

Walking down the hall, he took out his phone and checked who called.

"What a happy-go-lucky guy…"

Checking the name Dongsu on the cell phone display, Suhyuk turned it off.

At that very moment Dongsu called him, "Hey, Lee Suhyuk!"

Waving his cell phone in the front, Dongsu was walking toward him.

As he did not answer the phone, Dongsu went to the trouble of meeting him like that.

Suhyuk said annoyingly, "I told you I'm busy, man."

"Aren't you glad to see me after such a long time?"

Dongsu smiled, patting him on the shoulder.

"Put away your hand, man. I'm busy."

"We finally met after such a long time. Don't be mean to me like that. You didn't eat lunch yet, right? Let me treat you this time."

It was certain that if he did not accept his favor, Dongsu would continue to hara.s.s him.

"Okay, let's go to a nearby restaurant."

'Anyway I was done with the a.s.signment Im gave me, and it's lunch time now.'

"You should have acted nice like this from the beginning!" said Dongsu.

It was a solungtang (ox bone soup) house that the both visited for lunch.

Seated and arms folded, Dongsu looked at Suhyuk, asking, "What's up?"

"Nothing in particular except for seeing patients."

Dongsu scratched his cheek at his reply.

Given his weird att.i.tude, it's certain that something wrong had been going on…

Soon solungtang soup was put on their table. They ate it quietly.

Dongsu said something in the middle of eating, but Suhyuk just focused on eating.

As he had been hungry for the past few days, he rammed the food into his mouth.

Even though Dongsu did not realize it, Suhyuk ate only one meal since yesterday.

"Don't they serve you food at the hospital? Eat slowly, man. You might have an upset stomach if you eat like that."

After all, Dongsu, not eating half of it, put down his spoon.

"You don't look good, man. Are you taking care of yourself while on duty?"

As he was so attentive to his patients, it's possible he just skipped meals or did not sleep for several days. Suhyuk did not answer this time.

Dongsu then opened his mouth again, "Hey…"

Wiping his lips, Suhyuk rose from the seat, "Did you have it all? Let's go out then."

Fixing his eyes on him, Dongsu, now in some sort of pensive mode, nodded his head.

"Okay, let me foot the bill."

Both of them went out of the solungtang house.

"Let's have some coffee."

At his words, Suhyuk looked at Dongsu as if he felt him pitiful.

"Even now when you're free like this, there are crimes being committed at the moment, right?"

"It's possible."

Suhyuk made a frown, saying, "Our people can't live in safety because of a prosecutor like you."

Dongsu made a bitter smile, watching Suhyuk walking ahead, and murmured,

"What a guy… he's changed a lot…"

Dongsu caught up with him in no time, and said, "Looks like someone fell down over there."

Suhyuk turned his head suddenly, asking, "Where is he?"

"See over there is the alley. Looks like he fell from the left stairs."

Suhyuk rushed to the alley, but found n.o.body there.

Letting out a short breath, he turned back. Then, Dongsu was walking toward him.

"I don't see him here!"

"Of course not, man. I lied!" said Dongsu.

When Suhyuk was about to say something, with a frown, Dongsu cut in right away,

"Do you remember it? When I made a big fuss by saying I would not take the SAT, you came up to me and said, 'a crazy guy must be beaten by a rod to make him come to senses.'"

The smile on Dongsu's face disappeared instantly.

Suhyuk was out of his mind or he was no more the kind Suhyuk that he used to know.

"Bring back my friend, b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

Dongsu was touching his own fist.

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When Dongsu hit him hard, Suhyuk's head was turned to the side.

He fell down to the ground, with his eyes reflecting a blue sky.

He felt his body aching here and there.

How long was he beaten for?

Despite such a beating, he felt his mind was getting clearer.

"Stand up, you son of a b*tch!"

Cracking his fingers, Dongsu was walking towards him.

"Hey, stop it, man."

Did he not hear Suhyuk's words?

He grabbed him by the collar, who was lying on the ground, and lifted him slowly.

"You must have lost your mind. Can you take care of patients like that? Before you see them, you had better take care of yourself first, or are you a crazy man?"

Dongsu punched him one more time.

Suhyuk's lips were bl.u.s.tered, and blood was running down from his nose.

"Stop it!" said Suhyuk.

"No, I'm not finished yet."

When he was throwing his fist, Suhyuk quickly pushed his head against his nose.

Covering his face with one hand, Dongsu moved back.

Suhyuk was stretched out on the ground.

The s.h.i.ning sunlight tingled his eyes, when Dongsu's voice suddenly came into his ears,

"Do you remember what you had said to me before? 'If I behave weirdly, just beat me to death.' That's what you said in the past.'"

As Dongsu pointed out, it was true that he had made such remarks to him.

When Suhyuk said that, he thought Dongsu had fallen asleep, completely drunk enough to forget what he said, but he did not forget it at all.

Suhyuk let out a long sigh.

Very occasionally, a weird guy appeared in his dreams.

Another self of him, perhaps the him from before he lost his memories.

Lee Jinhan walking with his family, and his urge to cure him. That made Lee open up his eyes.

'Stupid!' Suhyuk blamed himself.

Recalling the guy in his dream, he murmured,

"When I see him again, let me completely get rid of him."

When he thought about it, he suddenly felt confident.

Now he felt that he could be in control of himself in any circ.u.mstances.

"You feel you were not beaten enough, right?"

Suddenly Dongsu came up to him to grab him by the collar, and met his eyes.

Suhyuk smiled, and so did Dongsu. Both sat against a wall.

"No matter how hard it is for you to lead a life with sensible mind, you should never lose your mind as a doctor who takes care of patients' lives."

Dongsu took out a cigarette and lit it.

Suhyuk pulled it out from his mouth,

"It's time to stop smoking, man."

Dongsu looked at Suhyuk, saying, "Did it hurt a lot?"

"No, it felt great. Thanks!"

Shaking his head slowly, he reached out his hand.

"Yeah, my hand cures everything."

Yes, he was right. Now he came back to senses like this.

Dongsu stood up, holding his hands, and touched the bridge of his nose.

Both of them just chuckled, but did not say 'sorry' or apologize.

And Dongsu, without turning back, walked toward the alley exit, waving his hand.

Wiping his lips, Suhyuk looked at the place Dongsu left behind.

He thought of what Dongsu had said:

"I know whether a suspect is the criminal or not by judging from his eyes."

Was it because he beat him so hard?

He felt thankful to him, but made a frown while touching his lips.

His mouth was all bruised inside.

"Seeing as I'm not a criminal, I should not have been beaten up like this…"

Though Suhyuk frowned inside, he was still smiling.

Inside the restroom, Suhyuk wiped off the blood on his face. His face was somewhat alright, which meant Dongsu controlled his punching. Occasionally he felt a tingling inside his mouth though.

Dusting off his hands, Suhyuk headed for the patients' ward right away.

"Did you have a good lunch?"

Suhyuk lowered his head at Im Gyungsu's asking.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Actually he was not late. He still had ten more minutes of lunch break.

Nonetheless, Im's expression was frozen as if he was still not satisfied with his att.i.tude.

"I'm sorry."

At Suhyuk's words he wrinkled his forehead.

Just one hour ago, he was such an arrogant guy, but now he's changed completely!

It was too late, though.

"What did you say to me a while ago? Say it again."

Suhyuk made an embarra.s.sed expression, because he could not remember what he had said.

"What did you say?"

Im kicked him in the s.h.i.ns.

As Im kicked so instantly, n.o.body pa.s.sing by could notice it.

Suhyuk made a frown because of the sharp pain he felt from the s.h.i.nbone.

"I'm sorry, sir."

There was nothing he could say except 'sorry.'

"Are you crazy? How can you dare say something like 'sense of authority' about me?"

"I'm sorry."

Despite his repeated kicking, Suhyuk did not move at all. He just took it with patience.

"Where is your overconfidence? Uh?"

At that moment chief resident Kang Mingyu came up to them.

"What are you guys doing?"

Im pointed to Suhyuk with his fingers.

"Sir, he's complaining that I'm armed with a sense of authority, crazy for money…"

"You, folllow me."

When Kang moved toward a PC, Im, sneering at Suhyuk, followed him.

Kang moved the PC mouse several times, and a medical chart on the patient's diagnosis appeared on the monitor screen.

"Patient Lee Dohee. I directed you to pay close attention to her, right?"

She was diagnosed with valvular heart disease.

"Yes, you did, sir."

Im found his heart pounding, saying that.

When the chief used the word 'you,' it meant one should be careful because of his possible reproaching.

"I clearly told you that even the professor was keeping an eye on her."

"Yes."

"Look here."

The mouse cursor stopped moving at one point om the monitor.

There was a doctor's name who administered a prescription to the patient, and it was Lee Suhyuk.

"Uh?"

Looking at the PC monitor, Im's eyes became wider.

"Was she given an anticoagulant?"

From what he could remember, he did not give such an instruction. He clearly did not.

It was possible to administer an anticoagulant toward a patient with valvular heart disease, but patient Lee Dohee was suffering from severe osteoporosis.

It was like inviting bone fraction on purpose to prescribe anticoagulant to a patient with osteoporosis.

"What a crazy guy…"

When Im suddenly looked at Suhyuk, he heard the chief's voice.

"Good job!"

Looking at Suhyuk, Im's eyes became bigger, and he slowly turned his toward the chief.

"I think you administered a proper amount of anticoagulant, and her blood pressure has improved."

The chief said, looking at Suhyuk,

"By the way, why did you give Suhyuk such direction?"

Im could not reply anything, because he did not give him such direction.

Then Suhyuk opened his mouth.

"As Im was in charge of an emergency patient, he had to give me such direction."

Nodding his head, the chief looked at Im.

"You did a good job, but what if Lee made a mistake? Next time, make sure he consults with you first, okay?"

"Yes, sir."

He then patted Im on the shoulder lightly.

Im was kind of bewildered.

The chief resident Kim Mingyu was very stingy about praising someone to the point that almost n.o.body had ever heard any praise from him.

Im felt a strange feeling.

With a smile, the chief opened his mouth again, "Okay, you can leave for home early today."

"What about the patients I'm in charge of, sir?"

"Don't worry about that."

Kang left the place after saying that.

Looking at Suhyuk quietly, Im came up to him, saying "You…"

"Sorry, sir. I think I was absent-minded as I did not sleep well these past few days. I would gladly accept if if you want to discipline me."

His head lowered, Suhyuk could not lift it up.

Whatever happened, he just felt sorry for Im.

Im just looked at Suhyuk without saying anything.

Though his facial expression was icy, he was a man of manners.

"Okay, I'll let it slide this time. Got it?"

Only then did he lift his head.

"Thanks!"

"No mercy next time."

And, come to think of it, Suhyuk once helped him out when he was in a difficult situation.

Im blew away his lingering anger, thinking of that memory.

Above anything else, did he also not just get the praised by the chief?

At that moment the chief came back, and talked to Im,

"I forgot to say something. The professor wanted to see you…"

"Me, sir?"

"Looks like he wants to know what made you administer an anticoagulant, and about it's good effect."

Then Im felt he got cold sweat on his back. When he was about to turn to Suhyuk suddenly, the chief told Im, "Follow me quickly, okay?"

While following the chief, Im turned his head to Suhyuk, saying in a murmuring tone,

"Why did you use anticoagulant?"

Because his voice was very small, it did not reach Suhyuk's ear. He just slightly lowered his head.

Then his cell phone buzzed. It was Binna's message.

doctor, did="" i="" make="" any="" mistake="" today?="" i'm="" dumb="" so…="" please="" tell="" me.="" want="" to=""/doctor, p=""

Reading her message, he let out a short sigh.

'What the h.e.l.l did I do all day long?'

Suhyuk composed a very cordial message.

And he made a dinner appointment with her before he knew it.

—–

Im was standing before Prof. Han's office.

It was the first time he met face to face with Prof. Han.

"Huuuuuuh…"

With a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in."

Im went into the office quietly like a cat.

"Did you call for me, sir?"

"Have a seat."

"Thanks."

When he sat on the sofa, Prof. Han offered a cup of coffee, asking,

"I had a lot of anguish about patient Lee Dohee, but the anguis.h.i.ng was over thanks to your help. How come you made such a bold decision?"

"Well…"

"It's alright. Just relax and talk to me, regardless of the t.i.tle or relations.h.i.p. Aren't we studying the same medical science?"

"Well, to be honest…"

Im felt crazy, because he did not do it.

'How can I make myself understood?' He was just asking someone deep in his heart.

'Lee Suhyuk, why did you do it? What was the reason?'

Then Prof. Han's cell phone buzzed.

"Ooops, I forgot that I had an appointment. Let's talk it over next time. I'm sorry."

Im, who had a tearful face, suddenly became cheerful.

"That's alright, sir. I'll see you next time then."

Im slipped out of the office like a gust of wind.

Standing from the sofa, Prof. Han looked at the A4 paper once again.

He did not receive any call, and was just looking over the paper.

There was the name of the doctor who gave the prescription.

It was none other than Lee Suhyuk.

"Yes, my guess was right."

With a faint smile, he took the coffee to his lips.

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Chapter 96

It was 8pm, well past dinner time.

Suhyuk was getting on the elevator with Binna.

She grabbed her meal box tightly, and fixed her eyes at her feet, not knowing where to look.

Suhyuk made a bitter expression, seeing her.

Soon they arrived at the Sky Park on the rooftop.

When the lights, which were turned off during the day, illuminated the rooftop brightly, it created quite a romantic atmosphere.

"Have a seat."

Both of them sat on the bench.

"You must be hungry."

Binna began to open the meal box, when Suhyuk's hand touched the back of her hand.

"Let me do it."

"No, I can do…"

Suhyuk pulled the meal box to his side and slowly opened it, saying,

"I am sorry for how I acted a while ago."

Binna, whose face became reddish in a blush, shook her head quickly.

"No, it's understandable that you could behave in such a way from time to time when you're so busy and stressed out. I saw many doctors like that. And I happened to speak to you at that moment."

Opening the 3-layered meal box, Suhyuk handed her the chopsticks.

"Thanks for the meal!"

Sweeping up her hair, Binna, whose face became brighter than before, said, "Me, too."

So both of them began eating.

Suhyuk ate slowly.

"You must have a lot of hard times, right?" asked Binna cautiously.

Picking a seaweed roll, Suhyuk shook his head as if to say he was doing just ok.

"Please try this one, too."

She poured some hot soup from the tumbler and gave it to Suhyuk.

"Thank you."

While Suhyuk was drinking soup slowly, Binna, while picking one small tomato, stole a glance at Suhyuk.

Suddenly she thought of her childhood days.

She recalled a time when she was 10.

At that time she had her knee damaged when she fell down. She cried a lot because it hurt so much. She threw a tantrum at her father, saying she did not want to go to the hospital.

She was so scared of the hospital at that time. Doctors, too.

It was still vivid in her memory that the doctor checked her knee, twisted it, disinfected it and sewed it. Without changing his expression at all, he moved his hands like a robot.

Going out of the hospital, her father said,

'We should never come back here again.'

She could not understand why he said that. If he had met a doctor like Lee Suhyuk, would he have said that? Like her, was he also scared of doctors? Maybe not.

"Please have some, too. You have to eat a lot if you're on night duty."

"Oh, yes!" Binna put into her mouth a baby tomato she was holding, and stole a glance at Suhyuk.

Their meal time lasted more than 30 minutes.

Cleaning up, they stood up.

"Thanks for the food like this every time."

'I could bring it to you every day…'

"Shall we leave now?"

Binna nodded at Suyuk's words.

The two headed towards the elevator.

Pus.h.i.ng the b.u.t.ton, Suhyuk turned his head and said,

"Are you free by any chance?"

Binna said, quite surprised, "Oh, yes! Why…"

"Let me treat you to coffee. I'm always served food like this."

With an instant bright smile, she answered, "Yes. Thank you."

The two stopped by a coffee shop inside the hospital.

When Suhyuk ordered a kiwi smoothie, Binna carefully looked at the menu with some hesitation. 4000, 5000 won per coffee.

The price looked expensive to her, as she was used to a mixed coffee, and when she tried it, the taste of the coffee was somewhat similar to her no matter which cofee she picked.

Then from the menu she picked one, the cheapest off the coffee menu.

The two sat at the coffee table, and soon the smoothie and coffee were served.

"I wonder if I'm taking too much of your time," said Suhyuk.

Spoon on her lips, she waved her hands quickly,

"No. I've got still 20 more minutes of free time. I'm the one who has a late dinner break in the s.h.i.ft."

With a smile, Suhyuk nodded his head, when his cell phone buzzed.

It was Hana.

"Uh? Hana. What's up?"

There was a sigh coming out of the phone.

"Did you forget that we agreed to see each other for a bit today?"

He made a double take. He made a promise to meet her one week ago, which he forgot about accidently.

That meant he was hectically busy, because Suhyuk usually had a good memory.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Where are you now?"

"I'm at the hospital lobby right now. Where are you? Are you busy? You didn't answer the phone. I've been waiting here one hour!"

"Sorry, sorry. Let me come to you now!"

Standing up, Suhyuk looked out the window.

Hana was looking up at him from the lobby.

"No, just stay there. I'm thirsty."

After he hung up the phone, Suhyuk could not help but look perplexed.

Forgetting the promise, he was siiting in the coffee shop carelessly.

Suhyuk checked his cell phone immediately.

10 text messages and three calls.

Why did he not notice it when his phone buzzed?

"Are they paging now?"

Suhyuk shook his head when Binna was standing up,

"Well…"

Then, they heard Hana's voice from the side.

"Hey!"

"Uh?"

Seeing Hana coming in, Binna stood up, bowing her head.

"Hi there."

"Hi, how are you?"

Exchanging awkward greetings with Binna, Hana opened her mouth, suppressing her anger,

"You were not alone here?"

She got confused thinking he was here alone because she could only see him from the lobby.

"Sorry, I forgot about our promise by mistake."

Hana looked at Binna cautiously. She saw her once on the street, and she was beautiful in her eyes. Looking at Hana, Binna thought she was beautiful.

'She looks like an actress.'

"Looks like you're busy. See you next time."

Hana turned back, and she could not understand why her heart was pounding hard.

Besides, she felt something hot around her eyelids. If she blinks, she felt like tears would come down at any moment. She asked herself, 'Hana, what's wrong?'

Then Suhyuk grabbed her. "Sorry, I forgot about it by mistake."

She could not move at all, frozen like ice.

If she shakes her body, she felt the tears in her eyes would fall down.

"You look very upset. I'm really sorry."

Letting out a sigh, she lowered her head, spreading her hair.

Hiding her face like that, she said, "Let me go to the restroom."

"Okay, what do you want to have for a drink?"

"Any drink is fine."

Hana then headed for the restroom

Was.h.i.ng her face, drops of water were falling down.

'I came here with the excuse that I'm feeling sick today…'

She even put off her night duty, so she would be very busy tomorrow.

"What are you thinking now, Kim Hana?"

She shook her head.

Her image reflected in the mirror was of a fool and an idiot.

Her eyelids were reddish, so was the tip of her nose.

She gathered water with her hands and washed her face several times.

And she looked in the mirror again.

"Smile."

When she came back to the table, iced coffee was already served.

"As you said you were thirsty, I ordered iced coffee. Is it alright?"

Nodding her head, Hana sat and said, "Thanks."

As she was so thirsty, she gulped down the ice coffee.

"Hah… I feel so relieved now."

"Hi, I was so absent-minded when I saw you first. My name is Han Binna."

"I'm Suhyuk's friend, Kim Hana."

Binna felt a bit uneasy. How come such a beautiful woman came to be his friend…

She blamed herself for that kind of thinking that came to her mind momentarily.

How come she felt uneasy about their friends.h.i.p?

She just felt sorry for them because she felt she had some sort of impure thinking about them.

"Were you very busy?"

Suhyuk made a sorry expression at Hana's asking.

"Well, I was busy until 30 minutes ago, but forgot our promise."

"If you feel sorry, you have got to treat me to a nice meal next time."

"Sure, let me keep it in mind."

Thinking her facial expression became a bit relaxed, Suhyuk opened his mouth again,

"How is your father doing?"

"Of course, he is doing fine."

Putting her coffee cup down on the table, she looked at Suhyuk.

And she smiled a peaceful smile.

"He is okay, so don't worry about him too much. If I feel he is not okay, let me contact you first."

She really wished he would not visit her father's rice and soup restaurant.

Though Suhyuk was smiling, doing the ch.o.r.es at the restaurant, he must have been anxious a lot because he could not treat her father's limping legs.

As she knew his good intentions so well, she could now understand him a bit better.

"As I'm so busy these days, I can't come often like before. Please tell your father I will see him when I'm free."

Hana shook her head from side to side.

He just let her words go in one ear and out the other.

Binna felt envious about the both of them talking endlessly.

Their way of talking made her feel they cared about each other a lot.

At that moment Suhyuk got a phone call.

"Yes, this is Lee Suhyuk."

It was from Han Myungjin.

"Are you busy? I hear some music out there."

At the very moment some sort of dance music was coming out in the coffee shop.

"No, sir. I'm at the coffee shop in the lobby. Seems like you can't hear me well, wait a moment…"

Asking for their understanding, he went out.

Now Hana and Binna were left alone. A sense of awkwardness arised between them.

They were having coffee, fixing their eyes at him on the phone just now.

One second felt like one minute to them.

Nonetheless, there was no sign of him coming back any time soon.

Hana was able to steal a glance at Binna casually.

Her look that was reflecting him in her eyes, looked so warm.

'…'

That was the same for Binna, who thought to herself, 'Ms. Hana likes him very much…'

They could both realize it. Their look was far from the kind of look between friends.

"I'm sorry. You have come here for an appointment. I think I stood in the way. Please have a good time!"

When Binna was about to stand up, Hana held her, waving her hands,

"No, no. You are not. Please have a seat. I was going to go home anyway."

At Hana's repeated urging, Binna sat back down again.

Again an awkward silence prevailed.

How much time pa.s.sed?

It was Hana who spoke first, "Ms. Binna. I know it's discourteous for me to…"

With a pretty dimple, Binna smiled.

"That's fine. Please feel free to say what you want."

Hana was casting her eyes at Suhyuk, who was outside the window.

Then she opened her mouth.

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