139 Reading books gives you more experience! 139

139 times.

Walking around the hospital room, Jong-seok looked at his juniors and patients. Of course, you can't touch patients separately because you're in the second year of college, but it's helpful to look at the chart and see patients at least once.

Jong-seok's cell phone rang when he was walking around the hospital room like that.

"Youn-woo?"

My cell phone number was Kim Young-woo.

"What are you doing here?"

My brother's last year vacation came out.

"Already?"

It's already been three months since I saw you last.

"So where are you now?”

Your house.

"Why did you go to my house?”

Shouldn't you say hello to your mother?

"Are you robbing my refrigerator?"

What am I, Jean Valjean? I'll rob other people's homes.

"Looks like you're eating something?"

I'm just eating what my mother cooks for me. When are you coming?

"Well, if I leave now, about thirty minutes?"

Okay! Then I'll keep my seat. When you get there, call me.

Jong-seok, who hung up on it, looked back at his juniors.

"Let's make a quick turn."

Jong-seok hurried around the remaining hospital rooms to check the patient's condition and hurried back to the lab to change his clothes.

"Don't play without me and study Chinese characters."

"Yes."

Listening to his juniors' answers, Jong-seok hurried out of the lab.

After arriving home, Jong-seok backed up his car and called Kim Young-woo.

"Where are you?"

Cheongseokgol

"Okay, I'm coming. Three minutes."

Come quickly.

Jong-seok, who hung up the phone, ran quickly to 'Cheongseokgol'.

Cheongseokgol was a restaurant with an interior that looked like an old pub, but it was cheap and generous.

Dangling!

When I opened the door and entered, the owner welcomed me.

"Jongseok is here."

"Hello, is Youngwoo here?"

"Yes, it's in there. Oh! And we made a new menu this time, so please taste it."

"Free ramen."

"It's already on the Youngwoo table. You have to go eat and talk to her.”

"Yes."

Jong-seok smiled and lowered his head and sat at Kim Young-woo's table in the store.

"Late."

"I'm right here. But are you going to be discharged soon if you're on your last year vacation?"

"17 days left, precisely including vacation."

"I think it was yesterday that I was dragging my feet when I went to the army. Has it already been that?"

"You too go to the army quickly. And give me your car when you go."

"Crazy guy."

Jong-seok, who cursed in a small way, hit a glass with Kim Young-woo and drank.

"Crowl! Good."

Kim Young-woo, who ate a piece of food, told Jong-seok.

"By the way, my town has been so developed."

"The price of land has gone up a lot, too."

"He said yes."

When we talked with a smile, the boss approached us.

"How was it, did you try it?”

Jong-seok tried the snack with chopsticks as the boss said. And said after tasting for a while.

"You fried the pork with chili oil?”

There were many other spices and ingredients, but the point of this menu was chili oil.

"You know. How's it being roasted with Vietnamese chili oil?"

"Well, okay. It's easier to eat it with chili oil than with chili powder. People who like spicy food will like it."

Then Jong-seok said.

"It would be nice to grind some peanuts in here."

"Peanut?"

"Yes, it tastes good when it goes well with spicy and savory flavors.”

"Thank you."

As the boss entered the kitchen, there was a thump of something.

Then the boss brought me ground peanuts. Jongseok received the bowl, sprinkled peanuts on the side dish, and tasted it.

"It's definitely better."

At Jong-seok's words, the boss and Kim Young-woo also ate a piece of meat and laughed.

"Oh, it's delicious."

"I know. It sure tastes better with some peanuts. Plus, I feel good about the peanut chewing in my mouth."

Kim Young-woo said with a smile.

"Okay! I'll buy what I eat today. Eat as much as much as you like."

"Oh, my God! This is so much. Then our sake, too."

At Kim Young-woo's words, the boss laughed and beat him on the shoulder.

"A soldier who protects the country should have patriotism. I'll give you soju that tastes similar to sake."

Soju is 4,000 won, but sake is over 30,000 won and expensive is also 670 thousand won.

When the boss gave him soju and turned around, Kim Young-woo grumbled small.

"If your patriotism is so good, don't put sake in the store."

"I'd like to give the soldier a cow. "Is Sake kadangkii?"

"I'm drunk, but what about sake and soju?"

Kim Young-woo said, pouring drinks.

"But you were in a movie, too."

"Did you see?"

"Is there anyone who hasn't seen it lately? Besides, Mr.Jesu is coming out, and I went and saw him as soon as I came out on vacation

"How?"

"It was fun, and I haven't known for a long time that my wife is so pretty."

Jong-seok nodded, and Kim Young-woo said stealthily.

"Tell Mr.Jesus to come out, too. With a close actress."

Jong-seok smacked his lips with Kim Young-woo's words and poured alcohol into his mouth.

"Crowl! I haven't seen him lately either."

"Can't you see?"

"I'm busy and I have scandal issues. Ah! You shouldn't tell anyone you're dating me."

"It's not like you've talked to me once or twice, so would I? So we don't see each other often?"

"I'm only going to walk the flowery road to get started. So I'm refraining these days."

Kim Young-woo frowned at the words "restraint."

"Self-control? Refrain from what?"

"There's such a thing.”

"What's going on so far as to restrain yourself while I'm gone?"

"Shut up and drink."

"Oops! When am I dating a girlfriend?"

"First, discharge from the army."

"Then do you give me a blind date?"

As Kim Young-woo said, Jong-seok poured alcohol into the glass while looking at him.

"Let's get out of the army first."

Kim Young-woo relished Jong-seok's words and began to drink.

***

On Saturday morning Jong-seok was driving with Kim Young-woo.

"But when are you coming back?"

"Four days or so left."

"There's a lot left."

"There's only four days left, much left."

"Isn't he discharged three days after his return?"

"Still, every day of vacation is always precious."

Then Kim Young-woo laughed.

"Hey, you don't have fun playing with me?”

"It's fun. It's just a problem because I call my wife every day."

Kim played with Jong-seok every day after his vacation. Jong-seok also had fun playing with Kim Young-woo, but it was annoying to call him every day.

But I can't help but go out when my vacation friend calls me.

However, Kim Young-woo also had no choice. All of my peers are in the military and only Jongseok is left.

"Hey, this is all I've got."

"Powder?"

"When you go to the army, I play with you."

"When it's time for me to go to the army, you're graduating. Just study hard in Noryangjin. What are you playing with?”

Since he is a student of oriental medicine, he or she had to intern or resident at a training hospital like an oriental medicine hospital to go to a military doctor or health doctor if he or she got a license after completing two years of liberal arts and four years of liberal arts.

If you get a doctor's license like doctors, you don't become a military doctor right away.

So Jong-seok doesn't want to serve in the military, so he's going to a military doctor or a health doctor? Not even that.

Jong-seok wanted to go to the remote mountains or Nak-do as a health doctor. I think it will be more helpful to people than to serve in the military.

If you get an oriental medical license and just go to the army, you will receive general infantry or military service.

Then what happens? Receive positions such as a battalion commander's deputy or tennis janitor.

And he spends his time in the military, salivating and munching on battalion commanders and executives.

It was Jong-seok's idea that he would rather go to a health doctor if he was going to serve in the military.

"But they play."

Jong-seok, who shook his head at Kim Young-woo's words, was soon able to reach his destination.

It's a broadcasting station, ··.

Kim Young-woo contacted Kang Sung-soo to show him around the broadcasting station.

Jong-seok, who stopped the car at the station, soon went inside.

Entering the entrance, a 119 food rescue writer was waiting for the two.

"Have you come?"

"Sorry to bother you."

"No, come in."

The writer stamped his ID card and took two people into the station.

"The PD said he's going to watch the station and buy us dinner.”

"Dinner?"

"Yes."

"I like it."

"And..."

The author took out a piece of paper and put it out.

"It's a recording schedule today. Tell me if you have a show or celebrity you want to watch."

Jong-seok handed over the paper to Kim Young-woo right away.

"Where would you like to see?"

At Jong-seok's words, Kim Young-woo said while looking at the paper.

"Oh! It's a living thing today. I want to see this."

"Who's coming out?"

"Announcer."

When Jong-seok saw Kim Young-woo, who proudly calls him an announcer, smiled quietly and said,

"Follow me."

Then the writer took out his cell phone and called someone.

"Sister, me. Yes, it's nothing else. Lee Jong-seok wants to see us record 'Better Than Life.' Can I go? Yes. Thank you, sister."

Kim Young-woo said while looking at the paper when Jong-seok felt a little sorry for asking the writer to watch the show, rather than asking the writer to watch it.

"Hey."

When he saw Kim Young-woo whispering, he pointed to a piece of paper.

"I'm recording Sumi today."

As Kim Young-woo said, Jong-seok turned to paper, and Lee Soo-mi's name was in the cast of an entertainment program.

"What time is it?"

"Four o'clock."

"More than a living?”

"One o'clock."

"Then let's watch it and go see an entertainment show."

Kim Young-woo nodded at Jong-seok's words and walked to see Shin Sang-jeongbo.

"Beyond Life" was a program that showed the scenery of restaurants and rural areas across the country.

There was something similar to 119 in the restaurant program.

And perhaps that's the effect, Jong-seok was talking on stage at the call of the MCs.

In fact, when Jong-seok was told that he was watching rather than being vivid, the writer asked for a simple interview.

"Chef Lee Jong-seok, do you like our program?"

When asked by a pretty female announcer, Jong-seok smiled and said.

"Of course. I'm here to watch you film like this because I like you."

"And you're famous for your ending video these days, and I didn't know Chef Lee Jong-seok was so good at martial arts."

"Because I like to exercise."

"Then how did you end up martial arts in the movie?"

"It's a movie that Jung-jin does, so I went to watch it, and somehow I was doing martial arts."

"I see. But Chef Lee Jong-seok is the best cook. But if you look at this food, you won't know how to save it, no matter how much Lee Jong-seok is a chef Lee Jong-seok.”

"Why?"

"The food is so delicious that there is no reason and no need to rescue it. Now! Let's take a look at Jeonju's Chicken Intestined Gopchang Hot Pot.”

With the announcer's words, the screen came on, and a video began to appear about "Jeonju Chicken Built-in Gopchang Hot Pot."

A female announcer shook hands with thanks for today's broadcast.

Then Jong-seok felt the paper coming between his palms and smiled and held it in his hand.

Maybe it's a note with the announcer's phone number on it. I don't want to contact him, but given the number, I put Jong-seok in my pocket.

"It's fun today."

"It'll be more fun next time.”

When I saw the announcer with a smile on her eyes, the PD approached me.

"Jongseok, thank you for helping me on today's broadcast."

"It's me who came to see you."

"Today's paycheck, I'll ask Kang for an account and send it to you."

"Do you also give out fuel?"

"Of course. If you're on the show, you should pay for it. However, it's not much."

"It's good for me to come here and make money."

"Okay, let's do it together next time."

And when the PD went down at the end of the screen, Jongseok announcer and I talked about how delicious the food would be and came down from the stage.

After watching "Shim Saengjeongbo," Jong-seok and Kim Young-woo left the set as they approached four o'clock.

Kim Young-woo looked around as Jong-seok, who was somewhat familiar with the broadcasting station's geography, went to the entertainment studio.

"Hey, where's the bathroom?"

"That way."

"Let's go fast."

Kim Young-woo looked at Jong-seok as he guided him to the bathroom.

"You're not going in?"

"Are we women? You go to some bathroom with me."

"Then wait. I get caught because I'm big."

At Kim Young-woo's words, Jong-seok nodded and stood back in the bathroom.

And Kim Young-woo did not come out even after a long time, as if the word "taking a long time" was not a lie.

'When's he coming out?'

Two men enter the bathroom, brushing Jong-seok's teeth when he thinks of such things.

'Yes! It's not a familiar place, it's not coming out well.’

In the bathroom, Kim Young-woo was giving strength.

"Hey, isn't that Lee Jong-seok outside?"

"Who?"

"I think it's Lee Jong-seok who was standing in front of the bathroom."

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Kim Young-woo laughed at Jong-seok's story.

'My friend is famous.'

It is interesting that there are people who are amazed by Jong-seok in broadcasting stations.

"By the way, did you hear that story?”

"What?"

"That up-and-coming kid, Lee Soo-mi."

"Why Lee Sumi?"

"She's having a hard time with Lee Jong-seok."

"Are you dating?"

"You seem to be peeing, but one 119 writer said that. I heard that you came to the studio from time to time and watched it. Well, then, you're done talking."

Chef Lee Jong-seok is amazing. Lee Soo-mi was fine."

"I guess he's just good.”

"Why don't you ask for one?"

"Shall we?"

Kim Young-woo kicked the door with his foot as he heard the outside.

Bang!

A heavy sound broke one side of the door and fell.

Thud! Thud!

Two men peeing at the sudden breaking of the bathroom door looked back in amazement.

Kim Young-woo glared at them while sitting on the toilet.

an end

c Shape standard