Dr. Shin Seonhan: The Doctor Who Sees The Future [EN]: Chapter 143

#143 Happy Birthday (2)

Jo Jin-ki?

It’s been a while since I heard that name.

As we showed interest, Joong-won, the informant from Yonsei University Hospital, continued.

“I heard he’s completely ruined these days.”

Geun-wook, who had been slumped on the table, perked up his ears and raised his head.

“You know how some departments gather the interns to check how many ‘propers’ [interns who seriously intend to apply to that department] they have, right?”

“Yeah, I know.”

We nodded.

Mid-September.

It’s the time when a different kind of spectacle unfolds, different from the stove league [off-season trading period in professional sports].

You could call it a .

They start exploring each other to get into the department they want.

‘Because you only get one chance.’

You only get one chance to apply for residency.

Of course, there is a second choice, but only unpopular departments fall into this category.

So, many interns who fail in their first choice take a year off and apply again.

But, it’s just a year in words.

Everyone wants to go to the department they want without any failures, non-stop.

Besides, an unavoidable gateway awaits those who fail.

Most men go to the military after completing their residency, but interns who fail to get into residency have to go to the military right away.

So, naturally, they can’t help but be careful.

So, these kinds of conversations are slowly starting to appear in the intern community.

―Hey guys, which department do you think will be popular this year?

―Tell me about the high-scoring kids, lol.

―Is there a chance for PS (Plastic Surgery) this year?

―Go back. The spots are already filled with high-scoring kids.

―Are you spreading rumors like that so you can apply yourself? lol

―Aish, I got caught, lol.

Etc…….

The battle of wits is already fierce.

Of course, the official residency application is in December.

But even before that, people flock to departments where competition is fierce.

So, some departments gather applicants and narrow down the competitors to just the quota, or +1 person.

This is expressed as , and some departments compete without such arrangements.

“Recently, they gathered the proper interns for dermatology, and there were 9 of them.”

“Nine people?”

As expected, dermatology.

Considering that the quota is only 2 people, it is a high competition rate.

Probably all 9 are applicants with excellent grades.

“It’s a popular department after all.”

“Yeah. But Jo Jin-ki went there too.”

Of course, it’s not surprising.

Jo Jin-ki originally had good grades in college, and he wanted to go to dermatology.

So, he used to exchange my dermatology schedule for a high price.

I remember him happily saying that he would become a doctor who builds a building in Gangnam [affluent district in Seoul, South Korea, known for its real estate and wealth].

“But that guy, he got cursed at as soon as he went there.”

“Huh?”

“As soon as he saw his face, the chief resident threw a pen at his face, saying, ”

Wow…….

That guy is amazing too.

How on earth do you have to act to be treated like that?

Unless his reputation is the worst, he wouldn’t be turned away like that.

“He must have ruined his internship in dermatology.”

“Yeah. I heard he shat a lot for a month [messed up badly].”

Just listening to it, Jo Jin-ki’s track record was amazing.

A verbal argument with a patient during the outpatient initial consultation.

He drank and made nonsense at a company dinner, but he doesn’t even remember.

The highlight was the next one.

“He played porn during a conference.”

“What?”

“Puhup.”

Geun-wook and Myung-in almost spat out their beer.

The whole story was like this.

He went to an illegal site with the conference room computer, and malware was installed on the computer?

As a result, 19+ [rated 19+, meaning inappropriate for those under 19 years old] advertisement scenes appeared frequently on the screen during the meeting.

It is said that he filmed a legendary scene where the head professor left the room in the middle of the meeting.

After doing such a thing, he showed his face in a place where applicants were gathered…….

Instead of going to the department he wanted, he was walking a path where he might not be able to pass the internship safely.

“Puhahaha. Serves him right. I knew that bastard would end up like that!”

Geun-wook grabbed his stomach and laughed, then poked my side.

“Isn’t it all because of you, Sun-han?”

“What did I do?”

“He slipped after getting crushed by you and getting the lowest score, right?”

Geez.

Why is that my fault?

He was originally that kind of guy, and his true colors were revealed as he worked.

“By the way, wasn’t Joong-won a little close to Jo Jin-ki?”

“No, I can’t stand that bastard.”

Even Joong-won, who gets along with everyone, shook his head.

“I didn’t like him when we studied together, but after working with him, I realized that his personality wasn’t good, so I cut him off.”

Tsk tsk.

It’s karma.

Being scolded by the residents and abandoned by the people around him…….

I hope he doesn’t cause any more accidents and disappears quietly for the rest of the period.

Then Joong-won changed the subject.

“Hey, Ryu Myung-in, where are you going? All the interns are curious.”

“It’s a secret. Kukukuk.”

Ryu Myung-in smiled suspiciously.

Valedictorian of the college.

A strong candidate for the top intern.

Which department Ryu Myung-in, like an ace, applies to is a matter of great interest.

Because there is a high probability that there will be no place for others in the department he applies to.

Ryu Myung-in seemed to be enjoying the attention.

“Sun-han, are you curious about where I’m going too?”

“Me?”

“Don’t you want to know?”

“No, not at all.”

“Ah, why?”

Ryu Myung-in asks with a wronged expression.

I chuckled.

What does it matter to me where you go?

Anyway, I want to go to major surgery.

In other words, I am thinking of Thoracic Surgery (TS) or General Surgery (GS).

This side is far from the bloody competition.

Of course, even that is not 100 percent certain for me, who is from Ilwoon University…….

Anyway, the advantage was that I could watch the game comfortably while others were playing the game of wits.

“Anyway, everyone, decide where to go! It’s almost October.”

“I know. If you come to your senses, it will be the end of the year soon.”

“Should I spend this Christmas alone?”

“Keke. Is Geun-wook talking about girls again?”

Is this what they call a funnel-shaped conversation?

Coincidentally, an idol music video was playing on the screen on the wall of the beer house.

“Why are all the idols so pretty these days?”

“I only listen to idol music these days. Twelve Chungyeon is the truth [a specific idol group or song preference].”

“You son of a bitch, you know something!”

“Hyung [older brother or male friend] too?”

“Yeah, me too!”

“Geun-wook hyung, I’ll give you a drink!”

“Okay, pour me a drink!”

Ryu Myung-in and Kim Geun-wook, who had become united in their fandom, clinked glasses together.

That’s a man’s conversation.

After being in the gynecology department for a while, I feel like I’ve come home being in this conversation.

I felt like I was recharging after taking a break from the hectic daily life and having a comfortable conversation with my colleagues.

Joong-won chuckled, tilted his beer glass, and asked me.

“But Sun-han, is it your turn for OBGYN now?”

“Yes. My gynecology schedule ends after handing over tomorrow.”

“Wow, that’s great. You’re going to have a sweet two weeks.”

What do you mean?

Sweet?

I tilted my head.

Joong-won smirked and raised his beer glass.

“You’ll know when you go. Why OBGYN interns are called borrowed sacks of barley [meaning they are overworked and underappreciated].”

I suddenly became curious.

Although it is the same obstetrics and gynecology department, obstetrics is a different area from gynecology.

What kind of experience will I have there?

* * *

The next day.

The work in the gynecology department was over.

And the last episode of the sensational drama 『Woman to be Cursed by Heaven』 was also on.

All the mother patients gathered in front of the screen and watched the drama with great interest.

“How are they going to end that drama?”

“I know.”

“Are they finally going to marry half-siblings?”

I also stopped in front of the lounge with Misun and watched TV for a while.

The actors on the screen were kissing at an outdoor wedding venue in the rain.

Kwaarreureung~

Suddenly, lightning strikes the wedding hall.

After a while.

The heroine and hero who were struck by lightning hold hands and say.

―Thank you for loving 『Woman to be Cursed by Heaven』.

“No, what?!”

“Did they both die from lightning?”

“What kind of dog-like ending is that!”

“Oh my, I was fooled again. I’m never watching that kind of drama again.”

The ladies scattered, fiercely indignant.

Of course, I know.

Nevertheless, everyone will be avid viewers of the next drama.

Isn’t it the magic of sensational dramas that you watch even while cursing like that?

Meanwhile, in the ward, there was also a story heading for a happy ending, unlike the drama.

“The pathology test results are very promising. There are several types of ovarian cancer, but I think it’s the kindest one.”

“Doctor, then…….”

“Yes. If you receive chemotherapy well, you can expect a complete recovery.”

Jung Sun-rye’s family members’ faces brightened at the professor’s words during rounds.

Over the past few days.

I kept a close eye on patient Jung Sun-rye.

Fortunately, the patient, who had no bleeding findings, was able to take blood-thinning medication from the day after the surgery.

On the second day after the surgery, she was walking around the ward several times, even on the day she was transferred to the intensive care unit in her dream.

“Mother, how is the pain?”

“Oh my, it’s much better than yesterday.”

Patient Jung Sun-rye answered with a smiling face.

Did preventing pulmonary embolism change the future?

Of course, I can’t be sure.

But our body can react in various ways even to small changes.

The small change I made may have allowed patient Jung Sun-rye to smile and exercise in this ward, not in the intensive care unit.

So, today, after a few days.

Finally, on the last day of gynecology, I was able to see her discharged safely.

“Don’t forget that you have a stent in your heart, and you must take your medication without fail because you shouldn’t have blood clots!”

“Oh, I understand, doctor.”

“It’s a must.”

I repeatedly urged the patient and her guardians who were being discharged.

I emphasized it so much that it would be stuck in their ears, so it’ll be okay, right?

I smiled as I watched the back of patient Jung Sun-rye, who was leaving with her family.

‘Patient, please go on a trip abroad later and see the beautiful lake.’

I was able to feel the pride that came from deep within my heart once again.

After finishing my life in the gynecology department, I started my life as an OBGYN intern from the next day.

* * *

Obstetrics.

A department that deals with pregnancy and childbirth.

All departments in the hospital basically aim to help a life maintain normal functions.

No department can create new life.

But, there is only one place among them.

Only here in OBGYN can you help a new life see the light of the world.

“Sun-han!”

6:50 a.m. early in the morning.

I met Misun in the elevator on my way to work.

I will be working with her again for the next two weeks.

“Nuna [older sister or female friend], you look a little tired?”

“Yeah. The baby didn’t sleep until late yesterday, so I couldn’t sleep either.”

There are dark circles under her eyes.

Misun, who is juggling childcare and work, yawned as if she was tired.

“Come to think of it, Nuna, you must be more familiar with the work done in OBGYN than I am.”

“Hey, just because I’ve given birth, does that mean I’m good at OBGYN? Does that mean someone who’s been to the gym can be a trainer too? I’m a beginner just like you.”

“Is that so?”

“Well, of course, I may know the mothers’ hearts better than anyone else. Hehehe.”

We entered the OBGYN department while having such a conversation.

The door opened.

“Doctor, please see the patient in room 3 quickly!”

At that time, the bustling footsteps and voices coming and going in the station entered our ears.