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After a day off after meeting Heo Yul, they moved to the White Hall in the hotel where the conference was held the next morning.

The hotel where the group stayed and the hotel where the conference was held are the same.

When he moved to the White Hall, where the conference was held, Heo Yul greeted several Korean doctors.

"Good to see you, Professor Choi."

"Oh, my God! Oh, professor's here.”

"Grandfather!"

Some people greeted me warmly and others showed extreme courtesy.

Anyway, as we greeted each other and entered the White Hall, we could see the people already seated.

When Heo Yul, who greeted his acquaintances, sat down, Jong-seok and Hwang Hee-jin sat next to him.

And as we waited a moment, people came up to the platform. They were professors and researchers at the University of Oriental Medicine in Busan who published the paper.

"I'm Park Jong-pil of Busan Oriental Medicine University, who will present a paper on the effects of the acupuncture treatment on brain tumors. Our paper this time..."

With the professor's announcement, the results of the study were shot to the wall with a beam.

The contents of the paper presented by the professor were more detailed than those distributed in advance.

The three-hour-long paper contained the survival rate of the mice and their research results.

"I'll take your questions now."

People raised their hands to ask questions about the professor.

The professor answered and Heo Yul raised his hand.

"How do you plan to prescribe a tumor deep in your brain?”

"When we did experiments with mice, we found that cancerous tumors in the heart of the brain would cause a sharp drop in survival rates. The reason is..."

Heo Yul nodded at the professor's answer.

The story was long and lengthy, but the deeper the tumor is, the harder it is to inject medicine without damaging the brain.

When Heo Yul thought about it, Jong-seok raised his hand. Jong-seok opened his mouth when the professor pointed at him.

"Then does it increase the survival rate if you correctly inject the tumor without damaging the brain?”

"It's theoretically possible. In the case of brain tumors, treatment is difficult because it is difficult to treat without causing damage to the brain. We're currently working on that through collaboration."

Jong-seok was lost in thought by the professor's explanation. And a human body anatomy appeared before his eyes.

One was a model of a body in a school, and the other was a body that a madman himself had cut off and dissected humans.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the two anatomy, removed the body shape. It was helpful to think of a real body rather than a body model.

Then when I saw the side of the brain, my brain began to grow bigger.

Swoosh!

Jong-seok was lost in thought while looking at his enlarged brain.

'The location of the grandmother's tumor is here......'

When Jong-seok focused his mind, the center of the brain turned black. Jong-seok, who was looking at the tumor located in Im Ae-hee's brain, recalled his skull.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the skull, recalled blood that could be injected into the brain.

If you look at the location, this is the closest point to the back of the neck and the skull. But it's a place where nerves pass by in bundles... Can I put in saliva without touching any nerves?’

I think I can, but I can't. A nerve can kill or become a nuisance if you mess with one thing.

And even if you go over your nerves well, you have a brain. The moment you touch your brain with saliva, that's also a big problem.

What if I push him gently into the air?’

Jong-seok has the inner workings that modern medicine and oriental medicine cannot use.

But that's also a burden. I didn't even have a clue how delicate I should be with my airworthiness.

Besides, if the force is a little stronger when pushing or pulling the brain... There will be regrets for life.

'It's not easy.’

While Jong-seok was thinking, oriental medicine doctors began to ask questions to the professor.

Jong-seok stopped thinking and listened to the question and answer. They may tell stories that they didn't think of.

In the hall, which turned from a conference hall to a banquet hall that evening, oriental doctors were talking over simple drinks and food.

Heo Yul was also talking with other oriental doctors about today's paper.

And on the other side, Huang Hui-jin and Jong-seok were talking to young people.

Just as Heo Yul brought in Hwang Hee-jin, who can be called an assistant, professors from other universities also brought in assistant teachers.

Adults spend time talking to adults and young people talking to each other.

"The food in Jeolla-do is delicious, isn't it?"”

A man from a nuclear power plant in Iksan, North Jeolla Province, laughed at Hwang Hee-jin's remarks.

"When you go to a good restaurant, if you go to a bad restaurant, it's not going to be the same for everyone in the country."

The man continued to look at Jong-seok.

"And I think Chef Lee Jong-seok knows it better."

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at the man's words.

"That's right. These days, all the specialties are distributed all over the country, so it's an old saying where the ingredients are good."

"You mean the beginning of food comes from good ingredients?”

"Yes."

For the first time or even a few times today, Hwang Hee-jin and other assistants spent all their time talking nonsense.

Woooong! Woooong!

Jong-seok, who was talking about this and that, looked at his cell phone and wondered.

It had the name Choi Hyun on it.

'What's going on with Choi Hyun?'

Choi Hyun called me last year during a meeting of the traditional Confucian academy.

"Hello."

Jongseok... Izzie?

"Yes."

Do you remember who I am?

"Then I'll remember."

Choi Hyun, who had an uncomfortable tone of speaking, immediately relaxed his words when Jong-seok said he remembered.

That's a relief. I was worried if you don't remember, but why are you being so polite? We're supposed to be friends. Don't talk to me.

It was the first call since last year, so no matter how friendly Choi Hyun seemed to be able to speak up right away.

And so was Jong-seok.

"Mal... let go?"

Yeah, talk to me."

"Okay."

But in Busan... Oh! I go to oriental medical school.

"What do you mean?"

Choi Hyun smiled and said as Jong-seok spoke awkwardly.

I'm looking at you now.

At Choi Hyun's words, Jong-seok looked around. And I could see Choi Hyun coming, waving from one side.

When I hung up on him, Choi Hyun smiled and said,

"It's been a year since I saw you around this time last year."

"Yes... well. How have you been?”

"Make yourself at home. Make yourself at home."

"Still... you'll get used to it.”

"Let's see each other often, familiarly. I've asked you to come and see me now."

Hwang Hee-jin looked alternately at Jong-seok and Choi Hyun.

Just by looking at it, Choi was wearing a luxurious suit, and he looked in his late twenties.

However, it is strange to talk informally to Jong-seok.

"Who?"

"Ah! Last year I dated... He's my friend. This is my senior."

Choi Hyun reached out to Jong-seok's horse.

"This is Choi Hyun."

"Hwanghee... this is Jean."

Choi Hyun tilted his head at Hwang Hee-jin's words, which clouded the tip of his words.

"What did Hwang Hee say?”

It sounded so small that I couldn't hear it well. Hwang Hee-jin smacked his lips and took Choi Hyun's hand.

"This is Hwang Hee-jin. By the way... if Jong-seok is a friend, 23?"

Hwang Hee-jin couldn't talk down easily because he was never seen at 23.

Choi smiled at Hwang Hee-jin's words.

"It'sir.

“28? 28?”

Hwang Hee-jin said surprisedly while looking at Choi Hyun.

"You're in the middle of your age at 28, so why Jong-seok and your friend?"

"Because I like to make friends."

"No matter how good a friend is... Do you make friends with your five-year-old brother?"

"What does age matter if people are good?"

"Ha... that's a very respectful mind.

Jong-seok asked when the two were talking.

"But why are you here?”

It is strange that Choi Hyun came to the gathering of oriental medical doctors.

"Our company is funding for this paper."

"At your company?"

"Yes, I came because my grandfather asked me to go and meet the professor and encourage me to get results."

Seeing him patting his chest with words of encouragement, he seemed to have brought a bonus.

"Your company supports this kind of research?”

"My grandfather's corporate beliefs are business for people."

"Good idea."

"People travel when they're good, and logistics when they're good. In other words, when people are doing well, the company naturally grows."

That's right because it's a shipping business. Making money by shipping logistics and people.

"But who's better?”

"Who's all right?"

"A wonderful Chinese doctor who is good at helping people."

"Me?"

"You're still a student. Let's talk after we get our license."

"But why would you ask that?”

When asked by Jong-seok, Choi Hyun said, looking at the oriental doctors around him.

"Do you know the hospital ship?"

"Hospital... Sun?"

"The ship that goes to very Nakdo, where there's no health center, is a hospital ship.”

"By the way?"

"Because of the nature of the pear, there is always a shortage of doctors, perhaps because it is a little harder than anywhere else."

"It must be hard to get on a boat?"

"To ride a boat?"

Choi Hyun smiled and shook his head at Jong-seok's words.

"I'm on a boat, but... You don't just ride it, you eat and sleep on the boat and treat on the ship.”

"Eat, sleep, and treat on a boat?"

Choi Hyun took out her cell phone and showed her a picture.

"Great!"

The boat in the picture was big. I thought it was a hospital ship that was supposed to transport doctors by Nakdo and supply drugs... Big.

It wasn't that big.

***

The next morning, Jong-seok saw Heo Yul and Hwang Hee-jin off at Busan Station and headed for a dock in Busan with Choi Hyun.

I came here because I wanted to see for myself what it was like to be a hospital ship that Choi Hyun said.

"It's big."

Choi Hyun said to Jong-seok's admiration.

"It's nothing compared to foreign countries, because it's only 250 tons."

When Jong-seok was surprised by a hospital ship that looked like a Han River cruise ship, Choi Hyun said, walking toward the ship.

"This ship has converted our ferry into a hospital ship. It's a bit old, but it's the largest hospital ship in our country. The facilities are the best."

"But isn't it hard to anchor on the island when the ship is this big?"

"There are a lot of places that can't be fixed. So take patients and residents to the hospital ship on a small boat and treat them."

"I see."

"We have a total of five hospital ships in our country. The other ships are about 160 tons and our ships are only 250 tons. The other ships are run directly by the state, and we can say they are government-civilian joint hospital ships.”

"What's the difference?"

"It's about the size of a ship and support. Usually, the hospital ship has four doctors, three nurses, and eight crew members, and we have about 15 more people on board than that's more than that. Ah! And there's a facility for simple surgical operations on the island where helicopters can't get off.

The patient's on our boat and we do surgery."

A middle-aged man approached me as I climbed up to explain about the boat.

"Are you here?"

"Our Busan 511, Captain Byun Dae-sik."

Jong-seok bowed to Choi Hyun's words.

"Hello."

"Nice to meet you. I'd like to work with you on our ship later."

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at Byun Dae-sik's words.

"I'd love to, too."

Byun Dae-sik, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, began to show the hospital ship.

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