Medical Return

The police scoured the death of Professor Lee, who was the grandson of the first finance major group, but found nothing unusual.

A handwritten will was found and, most importantly, there was no suspicious circumstances at the time of death.

At the time of the incident, a potassium syringe with only his fingerprints on it was found alone in his room where no one came in.

Moreover, due to the complex circumstances within the face-to-face group family that cannot be disclosed externally, the group did not want a long-term investigation, and the case was soon closed to suicide.

And nearly half a year has passed.

Fortunately, Hye Mi found the previous figure.

However, I felt an invisible shade of sadness, whether I had forgotten it or not.

How can I forget? But I just don't give tea.

‘Good luck with your comedy. He doesn't have any tea out there, so he's a lot poorer than he looks. ’

The last thing Professor Lee said came to mind.

Whenever comedy appeared bright, her words came to mind and Jinhyeon was not happy.

“Don't overdo it. It's okay not to overdo it. ”

When Jinhyun said that one day, Hye Mi stayed a while and said,

“It's okay, really. I've never done anything like this before. So it's okay.”

It was as empty as it hurt.

She asked as she passed by.

“Jinhyun.”

“Huh?”

“Will you stay with me? ”

“Yeah, I'll stay by your side until you meet a nice guy and get married. ”

She laughed at him. It was a sore smile.

“You? You're not getting married later? ”

“Marriage is... there are no women. ”

He turns his head and looks out the window.

The wind touches her soft black hair.

“Thanks anyway. And……. ”

She muttered a word more.

But the murmur was so small that it did not reach Jinhyun's ear.

* * *

Hospital practice is now running towards the last minute, and graduation is just around the corner.

The last practice in Jinhyeon was dermatology.

After all dermatological practice, all formal undergraduate classes are finished and graduated after a doctoral notice.

‘Finally, dermatology. You have to be good. ’

Jinhyun made a commitment before turning to dermatological practice.

Everything he desperately tried after the regression was to enter Korean medical dermatology.

‘Unless there's a special side to it, I'll pass, but you have to show it to your superiors. ’

Jinhyun is not just the chief, but also the first semester. He was very good at practicing in the hospital and was very good at being polite.

Therefore, it will be okay to accept dermatology unless there is a bifurcation.

Dermatology residents really liked it.

“You aspire to our dermatology? ”

“Yes.”

“Yes, welcome. Good practice. I'll ask you later. ”

Residents have already treated Jinhyun as having passed dermatology.

Jinhyun also practiced hard to see only the eyes of future superiors.

It was a day that followed a smooth day with no such problems.

A senior woman in dermatology called out to Jinhyeon.

“Jinhyun, what are you doing? ”

“I'm preparing for the morning disinfection. ”

“Leave that. You're a student, so we have to. ”

“It's okay.”

“All right, come here and eat the doughnuts. ”

Sunbae grabbed Jinhyun's hand and dragged him to the conference room located in the corner.

Several dermatological residents were already sitting around in the conference room having coffee and doughnuts and sharing a blanket.

“So I said yesterday……. ”

“Oh, Jin-hyun is here too. Come here and eat the doughnuts. ”

I liked the relaxed look of Jinhyun.

‘Yeah, that's good. This is the life I want. ’

Certainly, the quality of life of dermatologists was different from other curricula.

There was no hospitalization, no surgery, only skin disease, so I couldn't afford to live.

Of course, it was not just skin disease and beauty, but it was clear that there was less work to be done than other branches.

And the atmosphere was also very soft because I could afford it.

Originally, the environment created a human personality, and other curricula said that if it was dull, it would be profound, and if it was greedy, the dermatologists were not good at making a dislike sound about finite personality.

With this ease, money is made much later than other branches.

It can't really be heaven.

"Plastic surgery makes more money than dermatology, but quality of life is the best dermatology. You have to live the life of a dermatologist. ’

It was time for Jinhyun to make that commitment again.

Someone knocked in a hurry outside the conference room.

“Sir, sir! Professor Kim Joo-hung is here! Come out quickly!! ”

“ ……! ”

At that time, the face of the dermatologists suddenly became blue.

“Oh, no? Why the sudden death of the former chief? You go up to the dean and you only see administration these days. You hardly see patient care, do you? What's going on?”

“I don't know. Let's get out of here. Professor Kim Joo-hung is really scared.... ”

Jin Hyeon glanced at him.

Kim Joo-hong? Dean Kim Joo-hong? ’

Residents went out and followed Jinhyun.

“Are you here?! ”

Residents froze stiff as soldiers greeted the general.

A middle-aged professor with sharp, skinny eyes looks down at them.

The moment I saw the professor's cold eyes, I was surprised that Jinhyun's heart was falling.

He knew that professor.

“I have a VIP patient to see. The infirmary is empty, isn't it? ”

“Yes, Dean. It's empty.”

Professor Kim Joo-hung is the name of the slender eye.

He was the Dean of Korean Medicine and the father of Pig Kim Gangmin, who had a previous existence and misfortune!

"Why did Dean Kim Joo-hung go to dermatology? Are you saying he was a dermatologist? ’

Jinhyun's head was lowered.

He did not know that Dean Kim was a professor of dermatology.

Kim Joo-hung's son, Pig Kang-min and he were not usually bad actors.

Of course, it was Kim Gangmin's fault unilaterally, but his son was paid for it.

Moreover, Professor Kim Joo-hong didn't seem to have the usual powers in dermatology.

Of course, former head of dermatology and current dean of medicine, Professor Kim Joo Hung, is the key authority within five fingers of the hospital, and the current head of dermatology was just under him.

At that time, Professor Kim Joo-hung turned his gaze and looked at Jinhyun.

His eyes caught his eye.

“Hmm? Kim Jin-hyun's student. How are you?”

“Yes.”

Jinhyun lowered his head.

“Are you practicing dermatology? ”

“Yes.”

“Good practice. I'm studying hard. I'm counting on you, number one. ”

Professor Kim Joo-hung smiled. And as soon as I saw that smile, Jin Hyeon's heart sat down.

Unlike the warm virtues, it was a snake-like tribute to Professor Kim Joo-hung's mouth.

* * *

After the practice, Jinhyun returned to his room and pondered.

‘What do we do? ’

After the regression, I've lived really hard.

I desperately studied proficiency since mid-thirties, and since I entered medical school, I've also had my undergraduate studies bleed out.

And the only reason I tried so hard was to go to Korean medical dermatology and live a comfortable and happy life.

Now the time has come for the effort to be rewarded, but Kim Gangmin's father is a dermatologist!

It is not a young and powerless professor. He is the most powerful dermatologist in the world.

‘What do we do? ’

Professor Kim Joo-hung is not Hoin.

Hoyne's a big, power-giving snake.

I almost had my mind on what I did before.

‘Even if Professor Kim Joo-hong coughs, I can't go to dermatology. Shit, it's not my fault. ’

What happened then was entirely the fault of Kim Joo-hong's son, Kang Min.

But in this filthy world, that doesn't really matter.

"Shit."

Suddenly, annoyance came.

In my previous life, the time came for me to compete for a surgical professor position at the Great Hospital.

Even then, he was pushed out of the competition despite his skills, his paper performance, and his dominance over his opponents in all respects.

It's all because of the dirty world.

‘Let's think, Kim Jin-hyun. You can't miss dermatology like this. ’

Jinhyun repeatedly pondered.

The world can't change the filth anyway.

All an individual can do is live in a filthy world to the best of his ability.

* * *

When Jinhyun thought about how to do that, the ceremony was held.

A big ceremony attended by all the professors of dermatology gave Professor Kim Joo-hung a good look at his busy work at the hospital.

At a fine beef house in Jongno, dermatologists shared a drink.

Jinhyun looked at him with a drink from a dermatologist.

‘I'd rather be good. Let's talk about it when we see the opportunity. ’

I've been thinking about it for days, but I haven't had a clear plan.

At this point, it would be better to have a frontal breakthrough, so I decided to have a good talk with a drink.

No matter how furry you are, you may change your mind if you show the truth.

I had a chance to eat some meat and have a drink while everyone was roaming the car.

Seeing Professor Kim Joo-hung sitting alone, Jin-hyun went to him with a glass of wine.

“Huh? Are you Kim Jin-hyun's student? ”

“Yes, I'm here to say hello. ”

“Have a seat.”

Professor Kim Joo-hung followed Soju to Jin-hyun's cup.

“Yes, did you say you aspire to dermatology? ”

Jinhyun didn't even bring up the story, but he opened the door first.

Jinhyun nodded with a nervous heart.

“Yes.”

Kim Joo-hung said with a gentle smile.

“Are you kidding me? ”

Unlike his gentle smile, his eyes were limitless cold.

“ ……! ”

Jinhyun's hand trembled after receiving the drink.

“I don't think I can talk about dermatology if I were you. You're joking.”

Professor Kim Joo-hung took out a cigarette and asked.

“A talented man like you needs a major course to save a life like a doctor or a surgeon. Not a minor fruit like our skin. ”

And Kim Joo-hong's eyes held this meaning.

How dare you?

“ ……. ”

“Do you understand what I'm saying? If you understand, don't just stand there, have a drink and go. ”

“... Yes. ”

After that, I don't know how the ceremony went. When I woke up, I was in my tracks.

“Ha……. ”

Jinhyun burst into laughter.

“Haha..... ”

I put up with something that was about to explode.

“Damn it.”

It was the worst.

* * *

Profit!!

A burning red sports car stops in front of Hannam East Mansion.

The door opens upward and the ideal descends.

“Are you here, Master? ”

The bodyguard hit him. This attitude is more polite than ever.

“What about my father?”

“You're waiting inside. ”

After passing through a garden spread out like a forest, a middle-aged man with a human face was waiting for the ideal.

He and Hye Mi's father, Samnam of the Fiscal Great Group, and Lee Jong-gyun, director of the Great Hospital.

“Welcome. Have you eaten?”

“Not yet.”

“Yeah? You can't have a meal. Listen to something."

The idealist smiled at the worries that didn't suit him.

With no heart.

“It's okay. I don't think so. ”

“Yes.”

His father, Lee Jong-myung, was no longer encouraged.

“What did you call it? ”

They never meet unless they have a necessity. And it was often unpleasant.

“I have a few things to say to you. ”

“What is it?”

“Are you getting ready for graduation? ”

“Do you have anything to prepare for? When you're ready, you do it. ”

Lee Jong-myung frowned on the suspicious answer.

His loving smile disappeared from his mouth.

“That's how you do it, so you just keep doing second place. You pathetic bastard. ”

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