"Doctor Song? Who's that? ”

To Song Jong Hyuk's surprise, it was not Song Hyuk who he thought came in, but another strange doctor.

He was tall, quite straight, and looked to be twenty-three or fourteen years old, with an uninhibited smile on his face. Wearing a white coat, he can't hide his handsomeness at all.

The visitor didn't see it, walked straight to Song Jong-hyuk's bedside, and reached out to open the quilt.

Song Jong-hyuk was so frightened that he hurriedly pressed the edge of the quilt with his hand, wrapping his body tightly so that he would not show a little.

He looked up, puzzled and panicked.

"Mo, why is this happening?" This life was also a little embarrassed by Song Jong-hyuk's reaction, and retracted his hand in a curt: "I just want to see if your legs are better or not......"

"......" Song Jong-hyuk lowered his head and saluted hastily, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

"I heard that you have amnesia, I still don't believe it, it seems to be true?"

With that, the doctor sat down in a chair beside the bed.

Song Jong-hyuk's pupils shrank when he heard this, and then he found that he had handed a hand in front of him.

He looked up at the doctor and smiled kindly, "I guess you don't remember me either." Let's get acquainted again. Lee Jae-kyung, your colleague. ”

"Oh, hello, I'm Song Jong-hyuk." Song Jong-hyuk hesitated and shook Lee Jae-kyung's hand.

The other party's hand is very wide and large, and there are many thick calluses left on the fingertips, which are warm and dry.

With a slight grip and a quick release, Song Jong-hyuk lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers silently, while Lee Jae-kyung cautiously and secretly looked at Song Jong-hyuk. The two of them fell into the embarrassing situation of having nothing to say.

After a while, it was Li Zaijing who started the conversation first.

"How's your body doing?"

Song Jonghyuk paused for a moment and replied, "Well, when I went for a check-up before, the doctor said that I was recovering well, and it is estimated that I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days." ”

"Really? That's good. Li Zaijing confirmed the news, as if he had unloaded some burden, and felt relieved, and his body completely leaned on the back of the chair and relaxed.

"What's the matter?" Song Jong-hyuk let go of the strangeness in his heart and asked curiously.

"You don't know, since Section Chief Nim went to the United States to hold an academic conference, you have always been in charge of Corey's affairs. As soon as you had a car accident, several seniors were unwilling to take care of things and pushed me and Enna down. ”

Li Zaijing scratched his head, looking helpless and impatient.

With full expectations and please, he looked at Song Jong-hyuk: "So, hurry up and get better, come back to work, we really need you." ”

"Yes, yes?"

Song Jong-hyuk felt very flattered and grinned not reservedly enough.

"But, but, I have amnesia now, and I can't remember the memory of being a doctor at all, what should I do?"

Song Jong-hyuk suddenly thought of this and asked Lee Jae-kyung blankly.

Li Zaijing was also stunned, and then waved his hand indifferently: "Hey, this kind of thing, you won't lose your memory forever, you will recover after all." ”

"Oh......"

Song Jong-hyuk replied thoughtfully, but his frown never let go.

"Let's go, I'll take you to our department for a walk."

Lee Jae-jing was interested, and suddenly he was about to pull Song Jong-hyuk out of bed.

"Eh???"

Sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed forward by Lee Jae-kyung, Song Jong-hyuk helplessly listened to the nagging sound coming from behind him.

"Our Department of Thoracic Surgery has always been the dominant department of the hospital. Not only is it equipped with state-of-the-art medical equipment, but the staffing is also the best. Several seniors have graduated from the medical departments of Seoul University, Yonsei University, and Korea University, and you and the section chief are both doctoral students from Johns Hopkins University. Enna and I are slightly worse, just Cheng dù of the domestic general medical university. Saying this, Lee Jae-kyung did not forget to stare at Song Jong-hyuk with envy...... The back of the head.

“…… Your spit splashed the back of my head. Feeling the chill coming from the back of his head, Song Jong-hyuk sneered helplessly.

The elevator door opened, and Song Jong-hyuk didn't wait for Lee Jae-kyung to reach out to push the wheelchair, so he hurried in and hid in the corner. Li Zaijing paused for a moment, followed up, and stood aside and continued to talk.

"In the past few years, our department has been the best and best in the hospital in terms of clinical technology and medical quality. The average daily outpatient volume, annual hospitalization, in-hospital mortality rate, and patient satisfaction have also been brittle bones. ”

"Our patients, are there a lot?" Song Jong-hyuk couldn't help but interject and asked.

"Of course!" Lee Jae-kyung glanced at Song Jong-hyuk: "Modern people don't pay attention to protecting their bodies, and they come to the hospital whenever they are sick." Thoracic surgery is particularly common. Recently, the section chief went to a meeting abroad, and there was already a shortage of manpower. At this juncture, you have another car accident, and you are even more stretched, and you can't wait for one person to be used for two. ”

With a "ding", the elevator stopped. Song Jong-hyuk glanced at the buttons, it was thirteen floors.

Lee Jae-ching walked over and grabbed the two grips behind the wheelchair.

Song Jong-hyuk was nervous and curious, looking forward to what he was about to see.

The elevator door opened, and Lee Jae-kyung pushed Song Jong-hyuk and walked outside.

"Welcome to our kingdom, MyKing!"