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The winner is seated next to Minho. Followed by a description of Kim PD's concept of filming.

“Today I'm going to follow my third-year residents. Based on the experience you have had during the last three shoots, please be sure to be considerate in your position. ”

Minho raised his senses by touching the Braille watch while listening to the description. It was not easy to eavesdrop due to the large number of people from the recording steps to the patients coming out of the hospital, but I was able to catch the sound of communication coming out of the ears of the winner.

- What, it's a win. You called me here to follow a third-year resident? I guess we'll just have to call the fellows. No matter how good An is, he can only be our number one hospital in Seoul. If you're gonna give me an example, ask me to hire a specialist.

Beyond the communication was the doctor at Samwon Hospital who appeared to be familiar with the winner.

‘Isn't Samwon a very famous hospital on the Gangnam side? ’

Minho remembered the profile of the winner and remembered that he was undergoing a dental internship at Samwon Hospital.

A Hospital in Gangbuk and Samwon Hospital in Gangnam.

Suddenly, I thought this could be a problem where hospital versus hospital pride fights are at stake. If an intern majoring in dentistry had a specialty in a different hospital, that would be the only topic.

“Come on, I want you to work hard today. ”

At the end of Kim PD's remarks, the cast started moving to the Dongguan lobby.

I went inside and there were four men in doctor's gowns waiting. I came to Minho who was a gentle man with the name Lee Dong-jun.

“Hi, I'm Reggie Lee Gong-jun from Endocrine Medicine. ”

Lee Gong-jun looked a little stiff when he saw that there was one more VJ camera next to the other performer. Minho smiled and said to him, "Be comfortable with him."

“Take good care, Teacher Lee Gong-jun. Suddenly, there was one more experience. ”

As the winner bows his head, Minho hears another sound coming from the communicator in his ear.

- Endocrine? Aren't we done with the low blood sugar test?

Because diabetes and thyroid disease, examination of osteoporosis, and medication were mainly done in the past, long-term casual care is mainly done. It was neither as urgent as the emergency room, nor the treatment process was very special.

Minho understood this with the knowledge of Choi Im-hyuk, and instead of winning, he thought that this team's broadcast might be a miniature editorial.

‘That's what it costs. ’

After saying goodbye, Lee Gong-jun began walking to the medical endocrine clinic, which can be seen directly on the first floor.

- I don't think so. I need a fellow.No matter how much your agency pays, I can't stand the boredom. Call me when you see the surgery.

Minho was walking along Lee Gong-jun and found out about the doctor who was talking to the Winner before the Braille Clock's senses disappeared.

The diagnostic medicine department at Samwon Hospital was the best specialty for simply listening with your ears and sharing medical information.

‘Phew.’

The subsequent filming did not take place as Minho had expected. The first day of Lee Gong-jun was just to follow the instruction of the professor who was rounding the inpatient and follow it.

“There's nothing special about the other patients, so you take care of it yourself, Professor. Patient Kim Mun-sik in 906. Report to me as soon as you get the nodal biopsy. ”

“Yes, Professor. ”

The professor left the country, and the endocrine doctors started working. Lee Gong-jun turned his head to Minho and the Winner who were standing on one side.

“We just need to do 813 patients before we leave the hospital. ”

Minho was reminded of the patients in the hospital room and saw the winner's ears twitching. I did not use a Braille watch, so I did not hear the sound, but I think I was getting information.

Soon, the winner shined his eyes and asked Lee Gong-jun.

“Are you sure you want to TFT with ultrasound for patients who are on a high-frequency laser treatment? ”

“Oh, you know what? ”

“I will assist you properly on your behalf. ”

“Are you sure?”

Lee Gong-jun walked out, and the winner looked at Minho with a look of '1: 0' and then shrugged his shoulders.

Minho shakes his head.

813 There was a patient who was scheduled for a laser procedure to treat a nodule in the thyroid. The procedure itself was simple and it was okay to prepare for ultrasound and blood sampling to perform thyroid function tests.

‘Hey, Seunggi. It's not even on the air. ’

When I was a pilot, I heard a lot of chatter in the diagnostic and classroom, but I didn't have much of a broadcast. The focus was only on the story in the emergency room and the doctors and performers who were struggling in the process. Plus, the beauty of the intern's tattoos only increased in popularity.

Given the orientation of the program, which captures the real difficulties of real doctors, endocrine medicine is only a typical picture of medical work. It didn't take much time to reach the conclusion that Minho didn't need to be discouraged from the beginning because he didn't even have a love product.

‘The E.R. will be fine. ’

If Choi Im Hyuk's favorite product is the time to shine, it can make him feel like no matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to keep up. Minho chose to wait casually rather than exhausted with broadcast greed. 24 hours is a long time.

Minho, who left the country and arrived at the elevator to 813, saw Hanchol, a cardio surgeon, standing next to him.

Biceps.

Minho's expression was compassionate because he was one of the five people holding stethoscope at A Hospital.

‘I should have gone to a doctor like that. ’

Hanchol turned his head to see if he could feel Minho staring. He scans through the VJs filming and greets you.

“Are you filming a 24-hour medical shoot? ”

“Yes.”

“Don't come to my cardio later. I could throw up blood because I'm too tired. Once you start the surgery, 10 hours is standard. ”

“Still, I'd love to go. ”

Ding-dong.

Lee Gong-jun and the winner boarded the elevator and followed the VJ and the writers. Min-ho, who lost his conversation, had no choice but to follow him.

“Phew, it's full. I'll get another one. ”

Han7 waved his hand and walked to the elevator next to him. Minho begged me to meet him the next time.

Upon arriving in room 813, a simple ultrasound was performed on the patient.

After helping Lee Gong-jun skillfully with her job, the VJ and the writers who were watching behind her looked amazed.

“Seung Gi seems to know more than any other intern. ”

“Different disciplines, but I have studied and will continue to do so. ”

“Were you a doctor?”

Lee Gong-jun looked surprised. The winner looks at Minho and smiles. He looks at 2: 0.

“Well done, Seunggi. ”

“Don't do this. Hehe.”

Minho had just applied the ultrasonic jelly himself, and as if it were a big deal, he had lost his words for the climax of showing off the muscles in his forearms. Computational behavior was enough to see that he was conscious of VJ's camera and took a glance at it.

"I was wearing tights on purpose. ’

Minho thought that he had to find something else to do, but he touched the Braille watch to check what the winner was listening to.

- Ask for an FNA. I want you to stab him to see if he's positive or negative.

The fellow was speaking instead of the doctor I was telling you about. The winner tilts his head, not knowing what an FNA is. However, I couldn't ask it to the air, so I was a little worried.

Minho kicked his tongue.

“Teacher Lee Gong-jun. ”

“Yes?”

“Did you finish her FNA? ”

“Yes, I did it yesterday. ”

Using a common syringe, it was very painful for the patient to collect and examine cells by stabbing into the nodes of the neck. A doctor from the Samwon Hospital who suggested it carelessly asked him to listen on purpose, Minho made it clear.

“I think there was a microhemorrhage. You must have been very sick. Any toothache or back ear pain? ”

The patient looks at Minho and points to his ear.

“It hurts a little bit here. ”

“Don't worry too much. It's a neurodistribution phenomenon, not a side effect. ”

Lee Dong-jun was surprised to see Minho this time.

“Did you know that at first sight? ”

“It's weird not to see. He's a thyroid patient with blunt bruising on his neck. ”

It was no problem for Choi Hyuk to look at the wound and judge it.

- That was close. Mr. Jeong Seung Gi, make sure you report the situation. The sound of conversations can be a mistake. Is that all you got? Who are you talking to, by the way? You seem like a pretty good doctor. Do you have any other residents?

After praising Minho, the winner's complexion turned red and blue. With this, Minho felt that ‘2: 1' was enough. Yeah, but it's not gonna be on the air.

We were in the middle of a conversation with the routine tests on patients in room 816. Suddenly, a number appeared on Lee Gong-jun's pager informing him of the emergency.

“Oops.”

Lee Gong-jun changed his face.

“906, quickly! ”

“What's going on? ”

Minho and Eli ran out along Lee Gong-jun rushing to the stairs.

In room 906, the first responders to the caregiver's cry were taking action.

One of the interns with endocrine medicine told Lee Gong-jun who had just come in.

“Munsik Kim collapsed during a convulsion. ”

“What about my brother-in-law? He's in charge.”

“Because of the histology……. ”

Lee Gong-jun identified that his doctor had gone to the oncology department for the histology and examined the patient first. The convulsion was fading with a pale complexion.

“You haven't figured out if it's a malignant nodule yet, have you? I think we should call the professor. Page me."

“Yes, sir. ”

The intern went out of the hall.

Minho came in late and saw the patient convulsing. The chief's knowledge of emergencies had been told that it was never due to normal thyroiditis.

What is it?

Turning away, you see the winner turning off the broadcast microphone and reporting something quickly. I focused my hearing because I was curious what the fellow in diagnostic medicine said.

“Seizures, headaches and dizziness. ”

I said thyroid. Sounds like hypotension caused by hormone secretion abnormalities, but let's see if it's not arteriosclerosis. Is your complexion pale and you're complaining of sensory anomalies?

“Your complexion is pale. ”

Lee Gong-jun checked that the patient had found rest and approached Minho and the winner.

“You were surprised, right? ”

“Princess, by the way. ”

The winner steps forward and spits out what he heard through the communicator.

“… so it's hypotension? If your thyroid function is severely compromised, you should also suspect arteriosclerosis and memory impairment. ”

“I can't rule out the possibility. Wow, Mr. Seunggi is a hundred times better at talking than our interns. ”

“If you heard the intern, you'd be cursing. Haha.”

The winner glared at Minho with a surprising look.

"Hypotension causes tachycardia, not that kind of muscle spasms. ’

Minho looked at the patient suffering from cold sweat and thought about one thing. Even though the head of endocrine medicine was coming, he had to intervene to embarrass the winner who was sending the eyes of '3: 1'.

Min Ho turned his head out the door and was startled to see a professor coming.

A cynical smile with a sharp look. Not the professor of endocrine medicine I encountered earlier, but an unexpected person walked in.

“Hypotension?”

“Professor Ha! ”

Lee Gong-jun changed his face and ran to the door. Lee Dong-jun was very nervous because he was the head of the diagnostic medicine department and the house boats rumored to be the weirdest in the hospital.

Professor Hausun glanced at Lee Dong-jun and said.

“Glad Reggie's in endocrine medicine. ”

Lee Dong-jun smiled as if he thought he had received a compliment suddenly. Then, he had to bow his head to the next professor.

“A donor angel who gives a lot of insurance money for misdiagnosing a patient. We don't have the budget. We can't even try. Excellent.”

Professor Ha's appearance embarrassed Lee Gong-jun as well as the Winner and his partner in his ear.

- Huh, Professor Howsen? Seung Gi, don't even talk to me. Stay back. If I get it wrong, I'm an idiot.

‘There are rumors going around in other hospitals. ’

Minho smiled and looked at Professor Ha's gaze toward the urinary tract next to the patient. "Ah!” I got the realization.

Professor Ha looked back at Minho.

“Young man, it's been a long time. ”

“Good morning, Professor Hauson. ”

“Why do you think I'm here? ”

“Well…. ”

Minho totally agreed with the fellow who was advising the winner in this situation.

‘If I swing it wrong, I'll be a fool. ’

This was not Professor Ha's love space, but the situation had to be investigated first.

“Let's see if the young man's skills haven't rusted. Door intern, come here. ”

Professor Ha pointed back with a playful smile. Minho was surprised to see another person outside the door.

Chae Eun? ’

Mun gave her eyes filled with guilt towards Minho. When I joined her, the room was crowded. Professor Ha pointed to patient Kim Mun-sik and asked.

“That donor just diagnosed hypotension with a complication of a thyroid patient. What do you think?”

After reviewing the chart, this was the answer.

“There are similar symptoms, but there are other symptoms. Addison's?”

“Beep. No pigmentation. ”

“Liver cirrhosis…… oh, my aminotransferase levels are normal. ”

“Does the young man have any opinion? ”

Minho made a commitment not to shake his head. Professor Ha turned his head toward Lee Gong-jun.

“Where's the donor angel? ”

“Professor Ha... ”

Lee Gong-jun became depressed. Professor Ha's gaze was on the winning plane.

“What about this intern? What are you, an intern? ”

“It's called the Elite Winner. ”

“Yes, Newface. Don't you think hypotension was your idea? ”

“That……. ”

Minho couldn't eavesdrop because the Braille Clock was gone, but the Fellow's words were roughly predictable. He advises us not to answer, but to keep silence.

“Door intern. Recite more.”

He couldn't answer. It was difficult for a good intern to immediately identify the symptoms and make a new diagnosis, even if he was not the patient in charge.

“Above hormonal, erythrocytosis is……. ”

“Beep. There's only interns at the door. ”

Min Ho felt sorry for seeing her at professor Ha's roots.

“Your urine is slightly diluted. ”

The ruby turns its head.

“Urine?”

“You mean you can't purify the blood in the kidney for some reason. It accumulates toxins in the body. Thinking about this in reverse.... ”

“Oh, that explains the muscle spasms. ”

He turned to Professor Ha with a thankful expression.

“It's hyponatremia.”

Professor Ha just nodded.

“The door intern. I like having a relationship with young people. Donator, did you hear that? Tell Professor Yoon-suk well. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

Due to hypothyroidism, sodium levels in the body were lowered, resulting in hyponatremia and muscle spasms with headache and nausea. Minho understood this through Professor Ha's gaze earlier. What was scary was that Professor Ha came into the room and found this out in just a second.

‘Definitely the most prestigious diagnostic authority. Wait, but why are you here? ’

While I was wondering why Minho couldn't figure it out, Professor Ha said.

“Young man, you recommended a patient earlier. ”

“Me?”

Then I remembered that I had chosen a case for Moon Yin.

“You're an episodic seizure patient, right? Is there a problem with him? ”

“You know, it's an interesting symptom. ”

Seeing Professor Ha's eyes sparkle, Minho did not look at all.

“I told the PD or something. My door intern is coming out again, so I put my hands together and welcomed him. ”

“That means……. ”

“Come along, young man. ”

Professor Ha went out. Minho turned his eyes to the writer standing next to VJ. The writer holding his cell phone to his ear nodded.

"Oops."

I have a situation that I need to move to. The door that caused this came to Minho's side and apologized in a voice that crawled in.

“I'm sorry, Minho. All the cases the other seniors brought in were a mess, so this was voted out. He asked me how I knew, and I carried on with Minho's words... ”

“Door intern. Young man, what are you doing? The patient's on the 11th floor. ”

Like this, Professor Ha went out to the other side of the hall. Moon Jae-eun hurriedly followed Professor Ha. The instruction of the professor at the top was absolutely unavoidable.

‘Oh, it's like this. ’

Minho said hello to Lee Gong-jun and followed him immediately, considering that it would be better to visit Professor Ha's love space one more time if he couldn't use his love products anyway.

“Hey, Kang Minho. ”

Minho out of the corridor was summoned by the winner.

“Professor Ha's personality. You want to come with me where it doesn't look like a joke? ”

“No more discussions with the PD. ”

“Then I……. ”

“You should come with me. For now.”

“Wait a minute.”

The winner goes to the corner and starts pretending to pick up the phone. Minho heard the words, "Please call back the professor."

Oh, and by the way, that was diagnostic medicine, right? ’

Minho headed to the 11th floor, worrying about how things might get bigger before the E.R. time.

* * *

Room 1103.

Min Ho in front of the private hospital room with the name Yoo Sang-bum opened the door. In a wide corner of the room stood Professor Ha, fellow Three Musketeers of Diagnostics, and Munchae.

Professor Ha raised his hand to Minho.

“This way, young man. ”

Minho cautiously approached and greeted Lee Hee-cheol and two fellows called the Three Musketeers.

“Welcome. ”

Lee Hee-cheol pitied Min-ho who was forcibly brought in. He secretly patted her back.

“Huh? New Face is here. ”

After Minho, the winner erased his embarrassment and bowed his head to Professor Ha.

“I didn't know the diagnostic medicine maestro before. Please take good care of him today, Professor Hauson. ”

“I don't think Newface is good enough. What do you know about infectious potatoes? ”

“I hope I'm not interrupting. ”

“We'll see about that. ”

Professor Ha stood up to Minho for a short time.

“Young man, can you repeat what you said when you picked that patient to Hee-cheol, who's always wasting his time without working?" ”

“I see……. ”

Min Ho looked sorry towards Lee Hee-cheol who took offense for no reason. Then I turned my head to the sleeping patient, Yooseong Bum.

“Huh?"

Minho had to doubt his eyes. In the early forties, the idolater had a lovely light on the object in his hand.

"Favorite!"

A one-handed machine that looks like an electronic device. There was a hole, like a beam, that was old, but it seemed like a curious used bird object.

“Chae Eun. What's his occupation? ”

“I heard you were a weatherman. ”

I didn't think Minho's gaze would fall from his hands.

Is that an infrared thermometer? I think it's a weather station from the way you hold the thermometer. ’

This is more like fate. At the time of the morning, Minho couldn't help but get excited because he realized that the person he didn't know had a love product and had never experienced a job before.

If you can't use a doctor's favorite, don't use a patient's favorite!

"Uh-huh."

A smile was drawn on my mouth by myself.

Whether or not the winning streak dispensed with lethal numbers, Min Ho's chances of a proud battle between the diagnostic medicine department of AN Hospital and the diagnostic medicine department of Three-way Hospital had nothing to do with it.

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It's too late this week. I apologize again.

Three times a week, it's easy, but in episodes with a lot of things to worry about, the hours are unpredictable. apart from fun. [nonsense response]

I'll try to do it by next week, and if I don't feel right, I'll change the cycle.