Emergency Man and Woman (4)
Ki-Seok Choi and Seol-Hwa Jeong were dispatched to Daejeon.
The two steadily worked in the emergency room.
Because the two worked so well together, the staff and Reggie couldn’t hate them.
Among them, Choi Ki-seok was unique.
Even a nurse who has been working in the emergency room for 10 years praised Choi Ki-seok, saying he was the best intern ever.
The basic treatment was perfect and the traffic management skills were also outstanding.
Later, even the doctors on duty welcomed Choi Ki-seok’s work.
As time passed, the third week of dispatch arrived.
The journey to return safely is almost at an end.
* * *
Hong Seong-Hoon whistled and stared at the clock.
The day shift was already coming to an end.
Lately, my work time has gone by so quickly that I don’t even know when it happened.
The reason is because of orthodoxy.
Since Jeong Seol-hwa came, work has become more lively.
Hong Seong-hoon stopped typing the prescription and looked at Jeong Seol-hwa.
Jeong Seol-hwa was dressing (disinfecting the wound) a patient with a stab wound.
“Mr. Jeong.”
Hong Seong-hoon got up from his seat and approached Jeong Seol-hwa. As a result, the eyes of Jeong Seol-hwa and the patient were simultaneously focused on Hong Seong-hoon.
“yes.”
“You’re doing a good job, but it’s better if you do it my way.”
Hong Seong-hoon gently held Seol-hwa Jeong’s hand and received the forceps. And then I proceeded with the dressing carefully.
“How do you feel? The wound is much cleaner, right?”
“Ah yes.”
Jeong Seol-hwa reluctantly nodded.
Hong Seong-hoon finished dressing the patient’s wound by attaching gauze and plaster.
After finishing the treatment, his nose stood up like Pinocchio.
“I’m sorry, Teacher Hong.”
Choi Ki-seok, who was waiting for the handover, joined the conversation.
I didn’t know what to say, but I already felt bad.
Since when did it start?
I was annoyed every time I saw Choi Ki-seok…
“Wouldn’t Dr. Jeong be in trouble if he got involved in the treatment like that? If that patient comes to the emergency room again, he might think of Dr. Jeong as a beginner and ignore him.”
“What doesn’t Teacher Choi know?”
Hong Seong-Hoon clicked his tongue and continued speaking.
“Even if it feels like you’re being overlooked for a moment, it’s much more important to learn skills from seniors like this.”
“······All right.”
Choi Ki-seok answered calmly and stepped back.
‘boy. No matter how much you fly or crawl, you are still an intern.’
While Hong Seong-hoon was feeling satisfied, Choi Ki-seok’s words struck a counter.
“Well, I don’t think there’s much difference.”
Several nurses burst into silent laughter at Choi Ki-seok’s words.
No one knew that Hong Seong-hoon was out to win Jeong Seol-hwa’s favor. In the meantime, even when I was receiving medical treatment or treatment, I would always stick to it and make a fuss.
“Are you talking about me?”
“No. I was looking at the patient’s chart.”
Choi Ki-seok casually changed his words, and Hong Seong-hoon vented his anger on his own.
If you keep asking questions here and there, you will only end up looking funny.
After taking in two more patients, the shift ended.
Hong Seong-hoon left the emergency room with Jeong Seol-hwa feeling relieved. And now, as if it had become a schedule, I went to a nearby cafe.
“Today was hard, wasn’t it?”
“No. Teacher Hong had a harder time than me.”
“Anyway, Teacher Jeong has a kind heart.”
Hong Seong-Hoon chuckled.
Weeeeeeeee.
Today, while we were chatting about what happened in the emergency room, the vibrating bell rang.
Hong Seong-hoon headed to the counter with a vibrating bell.
As the ringing of the vibrating bell and the pounding heartbeat combined, a strange feeling of excitement ran down my spine.
I had something important to talk about today.
“I think I’ll wait at the counter next time. Every time, Teacher Hong goes…”
“What a big deal this is.”
Seonghun Hong put the coffee down on the table and continued.
“Teacher Jeong. I have a question. Are you dating Teacher Choi?”
“Huh? We’re not in that kind of relationship.”
Jeong Seol-hwa shook her head with a puzzled expression.
“Oh, I see that you’re surprised, so you’re right. Let me be honest here. I’ll keep it a secret from everyone else.”
“Not really.”
“Strange? It looked like you two were dating?”
Despite his words, Hong Seong-Hoon was happy inside.
The relationship between the two was somewhat expected. However, today I brought up the story to drive a wedge.
After Choi Ki-seok became a topic of discussion, there was a heavy silence.
Jeong Seol-hwa just drank coffee with her head down, and Hong Seong-hoon glanced at Jeong Seol-hwa, pretending to look outside.
“Hmm… This could be a bit serious.”
Hong Seong-Hoon opened the door cautiously.
“I like Mr. Jeong.”
“······.”
“It was from the day Dr. Jeong came to the emergency room. My heart started pounding and I was excited. To be honest, it had been a long time since I felt this way, so I was very embarrassed.”
Jeong Seol-hwa silently nodded at Hong Seong-hoon’s confession.
In the meantime, Hong Seong-hoon has consistently shown his favor indirectly.
Of course, I couldn’t have known that feeling.
“There isn’t much time left until Mr. Jeong’s dispatch period. That’s why I mustered up the courage to bring up the story… What does Mr. Jeong think of me?”
Hong Seong-Hoon swallowed dry saliva and stared at Jeong Seol-Hwa.
Sweat broke out from my clenched hands.
All eyes were fixed on the corner of Jeong Seol-hwa’s mouth, where an answer would come out.
This moment felt like an eternity.
Unable to bear the weight, I sucked down more than half of the coffee in one go.
“Mr. Hong, I am grateful, but I am sorry.”
Hong Seong-hoon bit his lip at Jeong Seol-hwa’s words.
Because of the shock of being rejected, I couldn’t hear what Jeong Seol-hwa said later.
Like white noise on the street.
“Is it because of Teacher Choi?”
Jeong Seol-hwa closed her mouth at Hong Seong-hoon’s words.
“Honestly, I know that Teacher Jeong likes Teacher Choi, but from the point of view that I’ve been watching from the side, they really don’t get along.”
“······.”
“I know this is presumptuous, but I have to say this.”
Hong Seong-hoon continued speaking with a bright red face.
“Mr. Choi, he is not interested in Mr. Jeong. That bastard only cares about his patients. Even if the two of you date, only Mr. Jeong will be unhappy.”
“Do you really think so?”
Jeong Seol-hwa asked a question after drinking coffee. Maybe it was an illusion, but she seemed shaken.
The only time to seize the opportunity is now.
Hong Seong-hoon’s intuition sent the final sign.
“That’s what I want to ask. Doesn’t Mr. Jeong, who likes Mr. Choi, know better?”
“That’s it…”
Seolhwa Jeong fiddled with her coffee cup.
“Do you know that saying? That you’re happier being with someone who likes you than with someone you like?”
“······.”
“I can do better for Teacher Jeong than for Teacher Choi. If it’s a problem for me to stay in a local area, I’ll go to the main hospital. I have that level of ability.”
“I’m sorry. That still won’t work.”
Jeong Seol-hwa’s answer was decisive.
So much so that I felt foolish for having expected it to get over this.
“I’ll just assume you didn’t hear today’s story. Then, that’s enough.”
Jeong Seol-hwa quickly left the place.
Hong Seong-Hoon’s sincerity was cut off with a single knife.
Hong Seong-hoon’s shock was even greater as he looked completely different from his usual timid and introverted appearance.
Hong Seong-hoon returned to the dormitory with a helpless smile.
At first, I felt overwhelmed because I couldn’t believe I had been rejected.
But the dream-like feeling gradually turned into anger.
What’s so good about your bitch that makes me…
The fire in my heart could not be extinguished.
bang!
Hong Seong-hoon kicked down the door and entered the dormitory.
* * *
Daejeon Medical Center Emergency Department.
The clock showed 9 o’clock at night.
It was late, but Choi Ki-seok and the nurses were busy looking after the patient. The ability of Fanta, not Hwata, is being demonstrated to its fullest extent even today.
Choi Ki-seok sipped his coffee after sending off the patient he had just examined.
Now there are only two patients left.
“Teacher. My head hurts so much.”
Lim Hyun-ji, a female patient in her thirties, sat across from Choi Ki-seok.
She frowned and held her head in one hand.
Physical strength: 4/10
Main symptom: Headache / Nausea
Painful area: Head
Diagnosis: Severe migraine
Current status: Non-emergency
Progress: Poor
History: Migraine
I looked with the eyes of Hippocrates, but no solution was found.
Since there was no need for a test, I identified the symptoms in detail and reported them to the neurologist on duty.
[A throbbing headache and nausea that feels like it’s spraying into your vision? Then it’s a severe migraine. Does the patient have high blood pressure?]
“No.”
[great. Then, administer an ampoule of metoclopramide intravenously and administer ergotamine from the triptan group.]
“Yes.”
Choi Ki-seok hung up the phone and asked Yang Mi-ra to take action.
“Next patient. Mr. Magpie.”
I was shocked when I unconsciously called the patient’s name.
Because the connotation of the name was so powerful. Some staff members laughed when they heard Choi Ki-seok call his name.
“yes.”
Magpie sat across from Choi Ki-seok.
The moment I made eye contact with the magpie, I could barely suppress my laughter.
“What brings you here?”
“My skin itches, I feel like I’m going crazy.”
The magpie held out its wrist.
The wrist area was red and swollen.
When the condition was examined with the eyes of Hippocrates, the diagnosis of contact dermatitis was made.
When I looked closely at my wrist, there was evidence that I was wearing a watch.
“Have you been wearing a metal watch recently?”
“How did you know that?”
“It appears that you have contact dermatitis due to a metal allergy. If you continue to wear that watch, you will develop skin disease again, so you should not wear it.”
Ki-Seok Choi explained and prescribed simple dermatological medicine and injections. After sending off the skin patient, there was a moment of relaxation.
The staff had a lively conversation while eating the bungeoppang that Eom Jae-moon had bought.
“I can’t even eat a single bungeoppang properly.”
“Iknow, right.”
Jo Yoon-ji agreed with Yang Mira’s words.
Weeeeeeeee. Weeeeeeeee.
A siren rang in my ears.
The ambulance arrived at the emergency room.
