Chapter 67: Judgment Day (1) (1/2)
7 AM on the way to work.
Dowook looked at the cloudy sky and turned to the year-end decorations scattered on the streets. A typical advertisement called ”If it snows on Christmas, hot chocolate is free!” caught his eye.
”It's already that day.”
As he was busy with his schedule of spending 4-5 days at the hospital and 1 day at the accommodation, he finally realized that today was Christmas. Somehow, the faces of the Sharehouse family who were preparing breakfast seemed all uneasy.
”Snow, please don't come.”
It was sad to go to work on a day like this, but if the atmosphere was good, nothing was as bitter as that.
Today was just the 25th day of December, as Dowook comforted himself that way, his phone rang so he looked at the screen. Still, today's first call was from his beloved woman.
”Yes, mother.”
-Son. Are you at the hospital?
”I'm on my way.”
-What are you going to do about the Lunar New Year? Are you coming down?
Cha Soo-jung, his mother, who immediately brought up business without saying hello, was a person who was known as an action leader in the neighborhood because of her cool personality.
”I don't know about that day, but I'll take my time off that week and go.”
-You don't have to overdo it. If you can't come, we can go up. It's a holiday for families to meet, not a holiday where they force you to come home.
”Huh. Do you read a collection of quotes these days?”
-Anyway, your father agreed, so call me if you're going to be busy during the Lunar New Year.
–Honey, is that Dowook? Son! Are you seeing your girlfriend on Christmas?
-He said he’s at the hospital.
–I want to see my daughter-in-law this Lunar New Year! I'm hungry for grandchildren!
-Come on! Why are you saying that? I'm hanging up.
Beep.
Dowook lowered his cell phone with a smile.
When he said he wanted to be a doctor, his father was just happy and told him to do whatever he wanted, but his mother asked if he could handle the difficulties.
‘She was wise.’
Dowook, who was walking on the road with his collar closed due to the cold, encountered two people walking out of the hospital entrance.
”Oh, it's you! Dr. Dowook!”
That high school girl waving with a cheerful voice was Song Minji. She was one of the students who was carried in due to the academy bus accident about two months ago.
She was pushing a wheelchair, and Jeong Taejun, who was recently diagnosed with partial vision recovery, was seated on it. Wearing sunglasses.
”What are you guys doing? Are you going out?”
”Yes, We’re going to an amusement park.”
”This early?”
”It's our first time going out in months. Hee~!”
Christmas. Just the two of them.
He looked at Jeong Taejun with a calm expression thinking that envy meant losing.
”How much can you see now?”
”Nearly everything. Dr., you look very tired.”
”Well, since it's early in the morning. Be back by 8 p.m., and keep reporting your physical condition to your parents in the middle, and Taejun will sit there and take a good look at the rides.”
”It sounds like you’re enjoying the fact that I'm the only one who can't ride anything.”
”It's just you. Take good care of him, Minji.”
”Yes, doctor.”
After sending out a couple who were scheduled to have a happy day, he passed the lobby and moved to the elevator.
”How many surgeries did I have today?”
One in the morning and one in the afternoon. That was the schedule he had in his head yesterday after getting off work for the first time in a long time.
Since he came early, he headed to the medical office to organize his schedule.
”Good morning.”
As he opened the door and greeted them, he saw three juniors drooping.
Nam Hana, who raised her head with a face full of dark circles, bowed.
”Welcome, senior. You came to work.”
”Why do you look so dead?”
”These three are the only guys who have to keep going on a day like this.”
”What's wrong with our Seongtae?”
Kim Seongtae, a second-year resident who was lying on the table, jumped up.
”What? What did you say?”
”No, sleep more. Wipe your saliva.”
Nam Hana, who pointed to Kim Seongtae, who collapsed again, asked back.
”That kind of guy?”
”I'm sorry. But our Siheon. Siheon is okay.”
Lee Si-heon, a first-year student who was clicking on the chart, lifted his head out.
”I have a girlfriend, chief.”
”I didn't ask!”
”Woah, Hana. Calm down.”
The intern, who was sleeping on the sofa, raised his head and intervened in the conversation.
”A man? He's coming to the ward today.”
”Who?”
”Tom Brand.”
Dowook asked back at the sudden appearance of a foreigner’s name.
”Who?”
”Mr. Park, don't you know Jet America?”
”I know. It's a movie. I saw the trailer.”
”The main character there will visit Korea for a surprise visit to the ward. I think he’s going over to the pediatrics department, but because of that, the interns went crazy saying they would go over instead of working in the ward.”
It was now common for the main character of a Hollywood movie to visit Korea for promotion. In the meantime, it was rare to visit a hospital.
”The main character's name was Tom Brand. He’s totally handsome.”
”Insanely. His muscles are amazing, too.”
”Did you hear that, Hana? Today is the ward. I'm following all the professors' rounds. Since we're doing it, let's focus on Professor Choi's.”
”Senior.”
”Sorry.”
Dowook, who stepped down after receiving a glare for trying to pass the job secretly, sat at a public computer and checked his schedule first.
”Let's see. Monday, three. Tuesday and Wednesday, four…….”
Dowook’s gaze, which was looking at the table and contrasting with the reservation time for the operating room, returned to the schedule for today.
Two surgeries suddenly turned into one. Then, 0. It was deleted in real-time, leaving the entire space on December 25th empty.
”What's wrong with you?”
He thought it was a server error, so he logged in again and opened the schedule. Still, today's surgery did not appear.
”Hana, do I have any surgery today?”
”You told me to come in at 2 o'clock for vascular decompression surgery yesterday.”
”Right?”
There was only one person in neurosurgery who could wield the power of compulsory adjustment in this way.
”Oh, my. This is ominous.”’
Around the time when doubts were piling up.
Vrrrr.
He got a text message.
[Park Dowook. Run to the chief’s office after your rounds. There's a Christmas gift~]
Dowook knocked on the chief’s office.
”It’s Park Dowook.”
”Come on in.”
As soon as he opened the door, he tried to argue, but the timing was cut off thanks to another person sitting opposite Chief Ha.
As soon as he saw Dowook, a gentleman who looked about 40 stood up and gave out his business card.
”Hello, Dr. Park Dowook. I'm Shim Bo-hoon, the chief manager of KG Entertainment. Please call me Manager Shim.”
”What?”
Chief Ha smiled at Dowook, who sat down after receiving the business card in a hurry.
”I organized all of today's schedule. Professor Yeom's team will take charge of both your surgeries.”
”How can you do this without informing us?”
”The thing is. If you have complaints, you can be the department chief. The nerve, to have a temper when I reduce his work.”
”Now that you've reduced my work, can I get off work?”
Chief Ha raised his hand to calm him down.