Dr. Shin Seonhan: The Doctor Who Sees The Future [EN]: Chapter 176

“Hey Geun-wook, what kind of magic did you cast on the kids?”

Sun-han asked, genuinely curious.

What had happened in the meantime?

Whenever he occasionally visited the East Ward, he could definitely feel the changed atmosphere.

And that wasn’t all.

There was a spark back in Geun-wook’s eyes.

He looked tired from the night shifts, but he seemed more radiant than before.

“The kids are looking for you all day long? Especially Ina, she only talks about the Gorilla Uncle whenever I go.”

“Hehe, I have my secrets. I guess I’m just more popular with the kids!”

Geun-wook puffed out his chest and smiled proudly.

He had become the mascot of the East Ward.

The young patients followed Geun-wook around like baby ducklings.

“It’s the Gorilla Teacher.”

“Teacher, do the gorilla impression!”

“Ooh, ooh!”

When Geun-wook playfully did a gorilla impression as fan service, the children shrieked with laughter.

“The Gorilla… I mean, Teacher Geun-wook is really popular with the kids. They seem to listen to the intern more than me?”

Even the professor was impressed during rounds.

Meanwhile, Ina was able to have her Foley catheter [a tube inserted into the bladder to drain urine] removed after a few days of observation.

As her cystitis [bladder inflammation] symptoms improved, Geun-wook and Ina became almost like an uncle and niece.

“Ina, I’m here to disinfect. How are you feeling today?”

“…….”

But, why?

Ina’s expression looked sulky today.

While disinfecting the site where the central venous catheter had been removed, Geun-wook followed Ina’s gaze and looked down the hallway.

“Dad, play Superman with me!”

“One, two, three!”

“Wow!”

Whoosh—

A little boy who was hospitalized in the next bed was flying through the air, led by his father’s hands.

Ina stared blankly at the scene, as if a pause button had been pressed.

“…Ina, do you want to play Superman?”

“I don’t want to. I’m not a baby.”

Shake, shake.

Nine-year-old Ina shakes her head.

However, contrary to what she said, her lips were pouting like a duck’s beak.

In her young heart, she must have been quite envious of the child playing with his father.

Geun-wook stared at Ina for a moment and said,

“The Gorilla Uncle can do something even more exciting than that?”

“Really?”

Ina, who said she wasn’t envious at all, perked up her ears.

“Of course!”

Geun-wook said confidently.

The average weight of a 9-year-old girl is about 30kg [approximately 66 pounds].

It was a weight that was less than even one of the kettlebells that Kim Geun-wook often used.

Of course, he might get scolded by Professor Jae-soo for making a fuss in the ward…….

But so what.

He’d think about that when the time came.

“I’ll do something more fun than playing Superman when Ina gets discharged. But promise me you won’t say you don’t want to get tested from now on.”

“…….”

“Will you promise me, Teacher?”

“…Promise.”

“Okay, promise!”

Geun-wook smiled and hooked his little finger with Ina’s.

Geun-wook had already mastered how to win the hearts of children.

* * *

Rapport.

Originally a French word meaning ‘to build a bridge.’

Empathy and intimacy between people.

It is a psychological term often used, especially between therapists and patients.

These were also the things I mainly learned in the Department of Pediatrics this month.

“Teacher Sun-han, you’ve worked hard!”

Cafeteria.

I had a meal with Teacher Kang Ha-ni.

October was already past the middle and nearing its end.

“But why is Teacher Sun-han’s pick always Salisbury steak?”

“I have a grudge against Salisbury steak.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Last time during the surgery rotation…….”

I picked up my spoon and told her about what had happened before.

The story of how I was about to put the Salisbury steak in my mouth when I had to run to do a patient call.

Then, Teacher Kang Ha-ni smiled and applauded.

Her characteristic was that she always made eye contact and listened to me with interest, no matter what I said.

“Teacher Kang Ha-ni seems to be really good at listening to others. It’s the same when you’re dealing with patients or guardians…… I learned a lot thanks to you this month.”

I said sincerely.

My goal this month was .

In that respect, Teacher Kang Ha-ni was an excellent role model.

But no matter how hard I tried, I could only follow half of it.

“Teacher Sun-han did well too.”

“Dealing with patients or guardians seems to get harder the more I do it.”

“Right? That’s because there’s no right answer.”

Of course, there is a manual for building rapport.

Sufficient sharing of medical information.

Building personal bonds.

Making eye contact with the patient.

Smiling.

Etc…….

However, that method does not necessarily work for everyone.

Especially in pediatrics, sometimes guardians unconsciously interfere with rapport building.

Such trivial words can cause children to perceive doctors as ‘hostile beings.’

“Well, building rapport is important…… but I think you can still be a good doctor even if your rapport formation is a little~ lacking.”

“Really?”

“Do you happen to know Doctor Yoo-joo from the Department of Thoracic Surgery?”

“Ah.”

I understood immediately upon hearing the name.

Teacher Song Yoo-joo.

A thoracic surgeon with the best skills.

But her rapport ability is close to zero.

I still can’t forget the scene where she froze the air by saying, “Do you want to die quickly?” to a patient who was smoking.

In addition, she doesn’t put much effort into memorizing people’s names.

But does that mean Teacher Song Yoo-joo is a bad doctor?

It can’t be said that way.

Because Teacher Song Yoo-joo would be one of the most reliable people in the operating room.

“In the end, everyone has their own path.”

“It seems so when I hear you say that.”

“Why do you think MBTI [Myers-Briggs Type Indicator] tests are so popular these days? It’s that important to know what kind of personality you have.”

“…….”

“Teacher Sun-han, choose a major that suits you well.”

At her words, I was lost in thought for a moment.

What kind of personality do I have?

First of all, I like using my hands.

I can’t help but be fascinated when I see surgical tools.

I am confident that I can do anything with my hands better than others.

Also, one of my strengths is that I can persistently cling to something.

On the other hand, a disadvantage is that once I concentrate, I rarely notice the surrounding situation.

And…….

‘Sometimes I can see the future before my eyes.’

But I’ve been wondering lately.

Will this ability last a lifetime?

Even after last month, the phenomenon of seeing the future has not occurred even once.

‘It wouldn’t be strange if this ability disappeared someday.’

It’s still a mystery.

Why I was given this ability.

Whether it’s because I ate something wrong, or it’s a natural disaster…….

There are so many things I don’t know, but at least one thing was certain.

‘Even if this disappears someday, it doesn’t matter.’

My goal is one.

To become a doctor like Florence Nightingale someday.

The milestone towards that destination in my heart has not been weathered.

Not yet.

No, it probably will be for the rest of my life as a doctor.

* * *

End of October.

Pumpkin decorations were visible everywhere in the hospital.

This atmosphere was even more prominent in the Department of Pediatrics.

A long decoration with that written on it was stretched across the pediatric ward hallway.

Such emotional consideration for children was a characteristic of the pediatric ward.

“It’s a pumpkin doll!”

“Wow~”

The children in the ward were happy holding the small dolls made by the volunteers.

While watching the scene and peacefully handling intern duties.

Ring, ring—

An unfamiliar number was displayed on my call phone.

“Intern Teacher, there’s an escort to the ultrasound room here!”

The voice heard over the phone was from the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit).

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It was one of the main tasks of the intern.

When NICU babies undergo ultrasound examinations, a doctor must always accompany them.

However, since there are dozens of babies, examinations may be conducted simultaneously.

Therefore, when the NICU intern is doing other work, I, as the ward intern, also get a call.

“Yes, I’ll go!”

Tap, tap—

I finished what I was doing and hurried to the NICU.

“It’s here, Intern Teacher!”

A nurse and a transporter were waiting in the NICU.

Soon, with the child lying on the bed, we took the elevator to the pediatric ultrasound room.

‘It was important to soothe and comfort the baby well during the examination…….’

Arriving at the pediatric ultrasound room, I took the baby out of the bed and placed it on the ultrasound examination bed.

Then, I undressed the baby and lowered the diaper.

After doing it a few times, I became skilled at taking off the baby’s diaper.

“This month’s intern teacher handles babies well.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“Think of it as practice~ You have to be loved by your wife when you become a father later.”

“Haha.”

I smiled awkwardly at the mischievous joke thrown by the elderly radiology teacher.

Now, all I had to do was hold the baby’s Michelin character-like chubby legs.

This was because the examination could proceed as planned only if the child did not move.

“Baby, just for a moment~”

Of course, it was not easy to keep the child still while communicating with them.

As expected.

During the examination, the child began to cry and toss and turn.

Wah—

Without panicking, I took out the secret weapon I had prepared in advance.

It was a .