gastrectomy since she was just nineteen

I'd love to have this Wen-su in my heart, but... ...I'll blow him away with sushi. This is the only thing I can do with you.'
Seoljong finished the calculation properly by himself, then went to the on-call room after rounds. In the on-call room were her male colleagues, Jinwoo and Young-sik. It was a fantasy cartoon duo she and Hanga named Dum and Dummer. The two were sitting head to head at their desks, and the video was drawing something on Jinwoo's rolled arm.
"What are you guys doing?"
"Shush! Concentrate!"
When Jinwoo gave him a sign telling him to be quiet with his fingers on his mouth, the curious Seoljong pushed his head in.
"What are you 양산출장마사지 drawing with magic?"
"Don't stop me, I was pissed off by the chief yesterday because I didn't know exactly how to get through the vein as a doctor. He opened an anatomy book and is drawing it on his arm."
"Oops, crazy guys! That's what I'm trying to do..."
Although Seoljong gave him a heart attack, the two were very serious. When Young-sik held the blue magic and painted the shape of the blood vessel in a plausible way on Jin-woo's arm, the two made high-fives with an emotional face.
"Thank you, Young-sik. I'll just look into it and memorize it."
"Yes. Don't forget that whenever you're confused about blood drawing, there's a textbook in you. I can draw it on my legs if I want."
The unlistening snowflake hit the two boys in the back with a book in hand.
"You know, doctors don't draw blood from patients, wait a minute, and then I'll walk around and cheat on my arm? I'll leave my arm to you with complete relief."
"Would I do this if I were so frustrated? The chief was trying to kill me."
"Didn't you know it was Chief Park psycho?"
"But you don't hit me because I'm a woman. Look at my shin. I got kicked."
As if to be unfair, when Jinwoo pulled his pants, a bruise appeared on the shin. The New Year's paper clenched its tongue.
"I'm mentally harassed... ...Did you hear that? I heard that she fell asleep at the gynecologist's office and pointed to me with a forceps. The first year of residency is a tough one. Where is it that you're not in the O.R.? He's better at internal medicine."
"What's your convenience with the Internal Affairs Department?" Our chief is a man with a stethoscope when he gets mad."
"But. Uh, it's a call."
Seeing the beeper from the emergency room, Seoljong got up quickly. As I went to the station, the nurse stuck out the chart and said,
"This is my 69-year-old grandfather who broke his toothbrush in the morning and got an esophagus."
"Yes?"
"I got an emergency X-ray, look."
Seoljong clicked the mouse with absurd eyes. A broken toothbrush head hung at the top of the esophagus.
Isn't this ENT?"
"Yes, but all the teachers in the department are in surgery today. I can't get through to the call. Can you take a look at it for now?"
"I don't think it's enough, but..."
Seoljong visited the bed where the patient lay with an angry face. The esophageal foreign body was a case that should not be touched easily without experience. It was because it could hurt the esophagus while trying to take it out recklessly. The black-faced grandfather lay in agony, and beside him, his grandmother sighed in tears. The old lady who saw Seoljong was happy.
"Oh, sir! Look at our old man! I can't breathe properly. What if he goes first?"
"Grandma, calm down. Let me take a look. Grandpa, lie down straight."
Seoljong went to the bedside of the patient and looked through the pharynx, and fortunately, he saw the tip of his toothbrush right away. I thought I could solve it without having to page ENT, especially if I had to pull it out well.
"Give me the tweezers."
"Here."
She held her toothbrush carefully with a tweezers. But the tips 서창출장안마 were blunt and pulled and slipped away. The tension sweated my forehead. Even in the middle of winter, my fever has gone up.
"Do you have anything long on the Kelly curve?"
"Yes."
I squeezed my toothbrush with a long tongs that the nurse gave me and pulled it gently up a little by little. As the patient twisted around in pain, the snowflakes screamed.
"Grandpa, just hold on a little bit... ...I'm coming out... ...that's enough!"
"Oh, it's here."
"Oh, my God, did you have something that big? Oh, I've had it for ten years! An inspiration."
"Thanks for your trouble. Sir."
"Sir! Thank you, thank you!"
My grandmother bowed her thanks. Seoljong was also greeted with a bright smile as he was proud of himself for doing well.
"It was easy to pull it out because it didn't go very deep. You may have an esophagus wound, so stay in the hospital for a day or two."
"Yes, sir.Thank you."
Her shoulders were also shrugged because of her grandmother, who was really pleased with touching Seoljong's hand. While leaving the emergency room with a heart of mercy, Seoljong's heart sank when he found a person coming from the other side. Plastic surgeon chief, her Cheetos Park Joon-woo. As Joon-woo approached, Seol-jong kept breathing. He came near, smiling brightly and saluting.
"I see you very often, Mr. Kim?"
When he pretended to know first, Seoljong's face blazed up.
"Yes, Mr. Park."
After exchanging friendly greetings, he disappeared to the emergency room, but Seoljong could not move easily from the spot. My heart was pounding.
"I think he's doing all the plastic surgery on his face... ...how handsome he is."
Seoljong snorted with a happy face and opened a small diary in his pocket, checking today's plans No. 1 and 3. Less murder of No. 1 patient was completed by not opening a hole in grandfather's esophagus, and the No. 3 meeting with Cheetos has just been. It's not until time has passed to know whether to eat lunch and dinner on time, and the fourth son of Gatorade chief still has 10 hours to go home.
The dog-tree rarely left work before 9 p.m. to see if he had any life or pleasure. Given that meeting friends and drinking alcohol were rare, it must have been an outcast with a poor human relationship. She walked up to the on-call room with a gentle walk. I thought I'd have a good day today.


Seoljong, who had dinner and sat down at the station for coffee, suddenly asked, "I thought of it."
Kim Hyun-ah's patient in the cancer ward. Your doctor is the chief."
The average doctor was mostly in his first or second year. Since the chief is in his fourth year, he rarely takes care of patients because he is absorbed in preparing for a professional exam. Ja-young blew hot coffee and said lonelyly.
"I've had a long relationship with Park and HyunA."
"What's the connection?"
A complicated light flashed through the eyes of self-reliance. She put down her coffee and spoke with a grain of salt.
"Bitch, don't let me blurt out what I'm saying from now on."
"All right. Try it."
After a small sigh, Jyoung looked around and started talking.
"......The chief of staff entered my first year of internal medicine and my first patient was HyunA. The parents had a hush, but they realized that the patient had cancer on his own. Nineteen girls with bright future are stomach cancer, so the sky must have collapsed. He's making a fuss about jumping from the roof of the hospital."
Seoljong's eyes were wide open.
"My heart is still pounding when I think about it. When the wind blows, the girl stands tall on the roof wall and stumbles like she can jump down any minute. I saw from the bottom that my legs were shaking. Chief Park dried it."
"Oh, how?"
"No one knows that. Maybe the two of you have a lapel. HyunA shouted, "If anyone comes to me, I will jump." Chief Park went near me without fear and talked for a long time, and finally he brought me down."
"Whoa, so?"
"He tried to persuade me repeatedly that I wouldn't have surgery. Her parents went to Chief Park and cried, "Thank you." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I sent her off for a hard operation, but she came back like that. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Chief Park is also a mixed bag."
Seoljong sat in his seat in a daze. Somehow my heart was empty as if it had been blown open. He promised to stay in a hospital where life and death were intertwined, but he felt so sad when he had to watch such a cruel and relentless human fate without any hesitation. She said she was a proper doctor only to be able to watch her illness objectively and coolly, but she still felt that way estranged.
"Did you see the picture?"
"Uh. It's all spread out. At first, I took my stomach off at 60%, but now I have nothing left."
"That's so pretty..."