Dr. Shin Seonhan: The Doctor Who Sees The Future [EN]: Chapter 86

Song-yi’s mother’s voice was full of annoyance, as if telling me not to bother her.

But it was the kind of reaction I had fully expected.

I spoke calmly.

“Song-yi might endure the pain and not tell her mother about it.”

Why, you ask?

Is she really asking because she doesn’t know?

I had a lot to say, but I held back for a moment and said,

“You let her leave the hospital a few days early because she had to do well on her exams. That means Song-yi will feel a lot of pressure, so she’ll grit her teeth and focus on studying, even if she’s in pain.”

<…….>

“So please keep a close eye on Song-yi’s condition and make sure she keeps her appointment.”

“Please do.”

I urged her once more and was about to hang up.

But just before the call ended, I faintly heard Song-yi’s mother grumbling.

What? After the exams?

That won’t do!

I grabbed the phone again.

“Hello……”

Beep, beep—

The call was disconnected.

As expected, Song-yi’s mother was uncooperative.

‘This is a headache.’

So far, all the patients I had seen the future of were at least inside the hospital.

But this time it’s different.

It’s a problem that can be detected immediately with just one X-ray at the right time…….

But taking that one X-ray is difficult.

‘This task isn’t easy either.’

Even the most famous doctor in the world can’t save a patient outside the hospital.

So I have to find a way to get Song-yi to come to the hospital.

But… how?

I can’t just drag her here.

* * *

Time passed, and it became Monday.

I was repeatedly clicking on the [Outpatient] tab in the EMR (Electronic Medical Record) [Electronic Medical Record].

It was already 5 PM.

The appointment time had long passed.

But there was still no additional information on Song-yi’s outpatient chart.

In other words, she hadn’t received treatment today.

“She’s not coming after all.”

In the end, Song-yi didn’t come.

The hope I had harbored was in vain.

I asked the PA [Physician Assistant] nurse who was with Professor Han Sang-gi during his outpatient appointments.

“Song-yi didn’t come for her outpatient appointment today, did she?”

“Who?”

“Yang Song-yi, the high school student who had an upper lobe lung resection last week.”

“Ah, that cute high school student who kept studying at the hospital? Well… I didn’t see her.”

The nurse tilted her head and looked up the record.

“She canceled today’s appointment and postponed it to a week later. Next Wednesday.”

Next Wednesday.

She changed the outpatient appointment to the day her final exams end.

Just like the auntie said when she hung up the phone.

Damn it!

I cursed inwardly.

In the end, the predicted future is unfolding.

Who knew it would be this difficult to get a patient to take an X-ray?

‘This is like rescuing a princess trapped in a tower…….’

As I was thinking that and biting my lip in front of the station monitor, I felt someone next to me.

“Seon-han hyung [older brother/friend], what’s bothering you?”

It was Ryu Myeong-in.

He grinned at my rotten expression, sat down next to me, and said,

“Shall I guess? It’s a love problem.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Come on, it is.”

Do you think I’m you?

I turned my head to ignore him.

But he had a triumphant look on his face, as if he had hit the nail on the head, even though he was completely off.

“Don’t be like that, just tell me. I’m an expert in love analysis and consulting.”

You are?

Take care of yourself first.

I cut him off before he could say any more nonsense.

“It’s about Song-yi.”

“The Song-yi patient?”

“Yeah.”

“Seriously. Why are you worrying about a discharged patient? I’m already dying from taking care of the patients I have now.”

Ryu Myeong-in grumbled.

Of course, he’s not wrong.

I have a mountain of things to do right now.

“Instead of thinking about discharged patients, take care of me first.”

“Why would I take care of you?”

“Don’t you feel sorry for my handsome face wasting away day by day? Look at how hollow my cheeks are.”

As he said that, Ryu Myeong-in made a goldfish-like mouth.

That’s enough.

What am I even talking to you for?

It was my fault for even trying to consult with this guy in the first place.

‘If I wait until the end of the final exams, Song-yi’s lungs will rot black…… What can I do to get Song-yi to come to the hospital on her own?’

As I was worrying about that and walking to the intern dorm, I saw a poster in front of the 9th-floor thoracic surgery ward elevator.

[The 11th Annual YGUH Summer Charity Concert for Children with Cancer]

Come to the small concert held at the hospital on an early summer evening.

—Wednesday, June 27

—Main Building, 1st Floor Lobby

—Special MC: Jo Se-o

—Performers: City Philharmonic Orchestra and many others

Charity concert?

Yunguk University Hospital does things like this too.

It’s a small concert held in the hospital lobby, apparently an annual event.

A celebrity is coming too.

As I was thinking that and about to pass by without much thought, the date caught my eye.

Wait… the 27th?

‘Should I use this as bait to call Song-yi?’ Would she even come?

No way.

It would be a different story if Carbon Boys were coming as guests.

I headed to the dorm with futile thoughts.

* * *

Soon after, at the B3 floor where the intern dorm is located.

I told So-dam and Yeon-seo, whom I happened to meet, that I was worried about Song-yi not coming to the outpatient appointment.

Then Yeon-seo said,

“Why don’t you just contact Song-yi directly?”

Contact her directly?

Of course, I had tried.

Song-yi’s phone number is also in the emergency room records.

I asked the hospital to contact her, but they said she would come later.

At that time, So-dam, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke up.

“It probably won’t work.”

We looked at So-dam.

“If you think about what you’ve said so far, she seems like a kid who listens to her mom, so she’ll never come to the hospital if her mom doesn’t allow it.”

So-dam had grown up under pressure from her parents since she was young.

Perhaps So-dam is the one who can understand Song-yi the best.

“Still, wouldn’t it be hard for her to come to the outpatient clinic on her own? She even lied to her mom and went to a concert.”

“That’s because it was Carbon Boys.”

“Ah.”

Fan love is an exception, huh?

“But you seem particularly worried about this patient? Seeing how much Seon-han oppa [older brother/friend] is paying attention.”

At Yeon-seo’s words, I nodded.

Song-yi is a special patient to me.

Because she’s the first patient I ever cut open.

Besides, she’s 17 years old.

Still a child.

A high school student with a bright future and many dreams.

Knowing that Song-yi’s lungs are going to rot, I can’t just stand by and watch.

Besides, the solution is simple!

I can save her if I just bring her to the hospital and get her checked out quickly.

So, I want to help her no matter what.

“Well, if you want to bring her to the hospital that badly, there are two ways.”

“Two ways?”

“Seon-han oppa [older brother/friend] can storm into her school and forcibly kidnap her…… or Carbon Boys can be waiting at the hospital just for that patient.”

I chuckled at Yeon-seo’s words.

Both are unrealistic.

The former is a crime, and the latter makes even less sense.

As I was about to enter the intern dorm, So-dam grabbed my sleeve as I was about to enter.

“Seon-han.”

“Yeah?”

“Is the patient you just mentioned in such a worrying situation?”

She looked at me intently as she said that.

I nodded and replied.

“She’s a patient who needs to get checked out this week.”

“Was she that bad before she was discharged?”

“There was no problem at the time of discharge. But if she comes to the outpatient clinic a week late, something terrible might happen.”

“You don’t have any definite evidence, do you?”

“No. Just a feeling.”

“A feeling?”

I nodded.

It’s unreasonable, but that’s the only way I can explain it.

Because the last picture of Song-yi’s lungs was fine.

The fact that Song-yi’s lungs are twisted is something only I, with my precognitive abilities, can know.

So I have no choice but to vaguely express it as a ‘feeling.’

“There it is again, ! Do you know that Seon-han oppa [older brother/friend] said the same thing back in March when he was in internal medicine?”

Yeon-seo chuckled.

Come to think of it, I think I made a similar excuse when I first had precognition.

“Anyway, Seon-han oppa [older brother/friend] worries too much. I’m tired, so I’m going in first~!”

Yeon-seo yawned and went into the dorm first.

But So-dam pondered my words with a serious expression and said,

“Anyway, you want to bring the patient to the hospital this week, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I’ll trust your feeling. I’ll contact him.”

“The patient?”

“No. Ban Jin-ho.”

Huh? What does that mean?

She’s going to contact an idol?

I widened my eyes at the unexpected solution.