At the corner of this elevator room, from Song Jong-hyuk's point of view, the entire corridor appears to be unobstructed.

It's late, but the exclusive floor of thoracic surgery is still bustling with people.

Lee Jae-kyung pushed Song Jong-hyuk's wheelchair and slowly walked through the corridor.

Song Jong-hyuk glanced at the people passing by, his eyes intent, very focused.

He trotted past him, holding tightly the escort who was supposed to be a list of test results or something.

Sitting on a chair by the wall, a family member of a patient pulling his hair in a dejected manner.

With crutches in his hand and the support of others, he slowly paced and walked around to recover his body.

There are also occasional white-clothed nurses who walk by in a hurry with a tired and stern face among these people.

In the midst of this bustling scene, the concept of a hospital suddenly became very three-dimensional and vivid in Song Jong-hyuk's mind.

Finally, the wheelchair traveled to the vicinity of the nurse's table, and the chaotic shouts inside also reached Song Jong-hyuk's ears.

"Nurse Liu, it's time for the patient in VIP room 5 to change their dressing."

"Okay head nurse, I'll go now."

"In-sook, the twelve-bed Kim Min-seok urgently called, you go and take a look."

"Yay, love for Smecta."

"Nurse Nim, I want to visit—"

"I'm sorry, it's not visitation time, could you please come back later?"

……

Looking at the orderly and hot work scene in the chaos, Song Jong-hyuk was a little moved and proud.

Himself, one of them, is a glorious doctor.

Finally, someone in the nurses' station saw Lee Jae-jing.

"Dr. Lee, you're finally back! Why can't I get through on my phone?! ”

A little girl, with a little grievance, muttered and complained quietly.

was counted out head-on, Li Zaijing was stunned for a moment, and said in wonder while taking out his mobile phone: "Is there one?" Didn't I hear that? ”

"A patient just came and needed surgery, and I couldn't contact you, so I had to wake up Enna Xi, who had just gone to sleep."

A hand was placed on the little nurse's shoulder and two comforting pats were given.

The not-so-young female nurse said this to Li Zaijing, with a little reproach in her words.

"Oh, why don't you call me! Enna has her fourth surgery today! Li Zaijing stomped his feet and said regretfully.

"It's okay, it's just acute appendicitis. At Ennaxi's level, it can be done in twenty minutes. ”

This is supposed to be the head nurse, not only does he look very dignified, but he also speaks with reason and convincing. Sure enough, Li Zaijing immediately quieted down, but he bit his lips tightly, still showing the slightest guilt he felt for that Ennaxi.

"Jingle bell", the phone in the nurse's desk rang. The head nurse was quick and immediately arrested.

"Thoracic Surgery Inpatient Unit - Two patients, the car accident caused a lung injury and need surgery - okay, I remember, I'll arrange it right away."

Putting down the phone, she looked up at Li Zaijing.

Li Zaijing couldn't hold it anymore, and said eagerly: "I'll go and prepare for surgery." Without saying anything, he turned and ran away.

Song Jong-hyuk was a little dumbfounded, and looked back at the back of the peerless horse.

The head nurse shook her head and smiled, only then did she notice Song Jong-hyuk, who had been sitting quietly in a wheelchair without making a sound.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, as if it felt familiar.

Tentatively asked, "Is there anything you need help with?" ”

"Ah, that, I'm just ......"

Song Jong-hyuk was a little embarrassed and stammered.

"Dr. Song???

Taking advantage of Song Jong-hyuk's head to speak, the head nurse saw his face clearly, and a trace of consternation flashed in her eyes, and she shouted in surprise.

“…… Look. Song Jong-hyuk's interrupted words were just finished, and looking at the nurses who rushed up, he touched his nose and didn't dare to open his mouth at all.

"Just kidding!"

"How is that possible? Without eyes and a parted head, how could this be Dr. Song?! ”

"That's it! But...... It's so handsome......"

The little nurses surrounded Song Jong-hyuk in the middle, bent down to look down at him, gossiping, and pointing at him from time to time.

Song Jong-hyuk only felt uncomfortable and wanted to break out of the encirclement, but his injured body was not strong enough. He could only peek his head out of the cracks, looking pitifully at the head nurse standing outside the crowd and asking her for help.

A smile flashed in the head nurse's eyes, and she coughed lightly twice and said, "Ahem, everyone disperse, don't freak out Dr. Song." ”

"So, is Dr. Song's amnesia true?"

"Nonsense, if Dr. Song hadn't lost his memory, we had been around for so long, and in the past, he would have scolded him with a poisonous tongue, okay?"

"Oh...... Then let's take advantage of the fact that we are now teasing a little more. ”

Seeing that the nurses didn't listen to their words one by one, they still gathered around Song Jong-hyuk, and the head nurse's face was pulled down.

She put her hands on her waist and shouted loudly: "Ah, Liu Zaixi, Zhao Shiqi, do you want to die??? ”

The little nurses who were teasing just now were silent, and hurriedly stood in a row obediently, bending their necks and waiting for the head nurse to get angry.

"Corey is so short of manpower, you guys are still in the mood to laugh one by one, why don't you hurry up and give me a job!"

"Love to Smecta!" The little girls collectively bowed ninety degrees and honestly returned to their respective posts, never daring to be distracted again.

"A bunch of unconscious, don't scare me and don't know how good I am."

The head nurse muttered, turned out of the nurse's table, and walked to Song Jong-hyuk's side.

"I'm sorry Dr. Song, but I made you see the joke."

The head nurse said this at any time, but the slightly hooked corners of her mouth completely exposed the bad taste in her heart.

"It's okay, it's just, it's too enthusiastic." Song Jong-hyuk smiled helplessly while fiddling with his hair, which had been touched several times and was a little messy.

The head nurse pursed her lips, walked behind Song Jong-hyuk, and held the wheelchair.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the office."

"Eh, me, my ward......"

A delicate wooden door with frosted glass to keep the outside world out of sight.

The head nurse took out the key, opened the door, and took a step back.

Song Jong-hyuk looked up at her suspiciously.

The head nurse smiled slightly: "This is your office, or you should open it yourself." I still have a job, so I'll go and get busy. ”

After that, she really turned around, ignored Song Jong-hyuk, and left directly.

"Wait a minute!" Song Jong-hyuk stretched out his hand to the head nurse's back in vain, but he couldn't call her back.

Turning around and looking at the door in front of him, Song Jong-hyuk only felt a huge headache.

In order to recover your memories as soon as possible, it is of course helpful to enter your own office.

However, for some reason, Song Jong-hyuk's heart was faintly resistant.

Is the memory of me still the present me?

He shook his head and shook the boring thought away. Song Jong-hyuk made up his mind, stretched out his hand, held the doorknob, and turned it slightly.

The door opened.