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Jong-seok thanked the rescuers in a fire truck standing in front of the hotel and jumped out of the car.

And as soon as I hurried into the hotel, the fire truck started to move away.

Jong-seok turned around watching the fire truck move away. And the staff rushed the towel to Jong-seok.

"Customer"

Jong-seok received the towel from the staff and wiped his face and hair off.

"I was worried about you running out of nowhere, but you're coming in a fire truck?"

"There's been an accident.

"Accident?"

Jong-seok shook his head with a smile as the employee looked out of the window in a strange way.

"You won't see it from here."

Then Jong-seok looked around.

"You haven't got the power yet, have you?"

"It's harder than I thought."

Jong-seok looked toward the casino at the employee's words. Through the open door, I could see light moving around in the casino.

"It looks like you're still playing games."

"No, he's not playing games right now. He's resting inside."

People at the casino didn't seem to go out waiting for the lights to turn on.

I'm going in with the right people.

As I walked to the room where Jong-seok muttered into my room, the staff hurried to say,

"The elevator is stopped now. Please use the emergency exit, if you'll be uncomfortable."

"Okay."

Nodding Jong-seok began to climb up through the emergency exit. It wasn't just the stone that climbed the stairs.

There were a lot of people going up the stairs, maybe because there were people going up from the casino.

As he strode past those people, Jong-seok could see a black grandmother crouching on one side of the stairs.

"Are you all right?"

At Jong-seok's question, Grandma glanced at him and shook her head quickly.

"It's okay."

Jong-seok looked at her and said, "I'm curious about Jong-seok's image of the old lady walking back and back."

"I'll help you."

My grandmother shook her head at Jong-seok's horse.

"It's okay."

Jong-seok's appetite was filled with the sight of his grandmother refusing so firmly.

'Is it because I'm Asian?'

He seemed to be on guard when an Asian who had never seen him before offered to help him.

Jong-seok shook his head and began to climb the stairs again, as excessive goodwill might be rude.

Then Jong-seok, who climbed to the sixth floor, came out through the emergency exit and entered the room.

Jong-seok tilted his head as he took out the card key and touched the door.

It's a blackout. Is the card key gonna work?'

But contrary to such worries, the card key worked.

Tiric!

At the sound of the door opening, Jong-seok entered the room.

And soon, Jong-seok smiled.

"You weren't rejected because you were an Asian."

The reflection of Jong-seok in the mirror was not a help but a help.

The clothes were soaked with rain, and the clothes were covered with blood.

The blood on his hands and face was washed away in the rain, but the blood on his clothes was still red.

So even the black grandmother must have been very surprised. An Asian with blood all over his body offered to help.

Perhaps the employee brought the towel right away so that the other guests wouldn't be surprised.

Jong-seok mumbled to him in the mirror.

"Who would you help if you were to help..."

Jong-seok, who shook his head, took off his clothes and turned on the water. There was no hot water because the electricity was out, but the water was still coming out.

After washing himself quickly, Jong-seok soaked his clothes and washed them clean.

The water in the bathtub began to spin and shake like a washing machine when I moved the flow of water using a dry ball.

Argh! Argh!

The laundry twisted and squeezed around in the bathtub water and began to vomit blood.

I could hear a vibration in Jong-seok's ear while doing the laundry.

Woooong! Woooong!

Jong-seok came out of the bathroom, taking out a towel to the vibration sound of his cell phone and wiping his body.

Jong-seok, who took out his cell phone while wiping his body, saw the caller.

It was an unknown number. He got Jong-seok's cell phone.

"Hello."

It's me.

Jong-seok opened his mouth after a while at the sound of a voice coming over the phone.

"A bird looking far away?"

That's right.

Jong-seok looked at his cell phone and put his phone back to his ear.

"What's the matter with you?"

Do you have any experience in medicine?

"Medical? Who's sick?"

I heard there are a lot of patients coming into town hospitals, but there seems to be a problem.

"Village hospital? Indian village?"

No, it's Todan.

"Why such a call to a bird looking far away from Tortan Hospital?"

I'm the president of Todan Hospital.

"Chairman?"

Where are you?

"Todan Hotel."

I'm the owner of that hotel.

The bird's words from afar said with surprised eyes.

"Is the hotel the chief's?"

It's not mine, it's our sky tribe's. And most of the buildings in the foundation, as well as the hotels, belong to our sky tribe.

Jong-seok's face was bewildered by the bird's words.

The Sky tribe owns the city.

And it's not a big city, but it's still a city owned by a tribe in the sky.

"So now you need a doctor at the hospital?"

That's right. So do you have any medical experience in medicine?

"Doctor Han... I have an experience here called a bedding man."

How much experience do you have?

"160,000."

No more birds were asked to see far into Jong-seok's words. With 160,000 experience in medicine, a bird could guess how good it was.

160,000 is a lot more than a bird's life experience.

I'll call the hospital. Can you go help me?

"I'll help you."

Jong-seok, who hung up on it, changed his clothes and took his handbag out of his bag.

Inside the handbag were alcohol cotton, disposable saliva, and personal saliva used by Jong-seok.

Jong-seok, who packed his handbag, came down to the lobby quickly on the emergency stairs.

Tata! Tata!

Jong-seok in the lobby looked out the window.

Whiz!

Watching the wind blowing hard, Jong-seok took out his cell phone and searched for a map.

Then I checked the location of the hospital.

"Where are you..."

Jong-seok's cell phone rang while checking its location.

Whoo-woo-ooh!

Jong-seok's hand moved to the sudden echo and he answered the phone right away.

I'm Jameson, director of Todan Hospital. Is this Dr. Lee?

A bird in the distance must have called.

said Jong-seok, muttering to himself.

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

The chief said Dr. Lee could help.

"I'm a bedclotheser."

Bedding... I got it. We just sent an ambulance to Tortan Hotel, so you can take it.

"But what's the problem?"

Many emergency patients came in as the typhoon destroyed houses and damaged them.

The word "emergency patient" reminded me of the accident patients.

"I gave three car accident patients first aid earlier..."

When Jong-seok talked about the patients he looked at, Jameson said as if he knew.

Oh! Dr. Lee took care of those patients.

"Have you started brain surgery on a bleeding patient?"

Well... the craniotomy isn't something we can do at the hospital.

"You're not operating now?"

I don't have any intention of doing brain surgery.

"Then what do I do?"

Normally, we fly helicopters and transport them. We can't fly a helicopter because of the typhoon. Fortunately, the bleeding in the brain is not severe and the pressure in the brain is stable, so I'm taking care of it with medicine.

Jong-seok frowned at Jameson's words. The brain hemorrhage isn't severe because the tumor's mucous and stopped the bleeding.

Once the blood is released, it will bleed again and the situation will be bad.

"My saliva stopped the bleeding, but if you leave it for a long time, it'll bleed again."

The saliva's bleeding into the brain. Did you say you caught him?

"If the acupuncture is less effective, the bleeding will start again cerebral hemorrhage.

Jameson, who had not spoken for a while, spoke.

I'll send you an ambulance first.

"I can go."

The wind is strong right now, so small cars are dangerous.

Jameson's words made my mouth water.

'I think it's faster to run...'

But Jong-seok nodded as it seemed so strange.

"Okay."

Jong-seok hung up looked out the window. Soon after, when the ambulance stood at the entrance of the hotel, Jong-seok left the lobby and got into the car.

Soon after Jong-seok got on, the ambulance began to move slowly.

The last stone in the car asked the rescue worker.

"Are there many patients in the hospital?"

"We don't usually have a lot of patients, but the typhoon brought in a lot of accident patients."

Jong-seok looked out the window at the rescue worker's words. With the strong wind, I could see the trash cans blowing away in the wind.

In addition, the body was shaking so much that it looked very dangerous.

"It's so windy that an ambulance is in danger."

"If the wind gets worse, we'll have to move to the fire truck instead of the ambulance."

The ambulance we were talking about could soon stand in front of the hospital.

While I was looking at the hospital, Jong-seok saw a paramedic.

"Is there only one hospital here?"

"There are several private hospitals, but this is the largest."

Jong-seok nodded to the paramedics and got out of the car and went to the hospital.

Whiz!

The rain-soaked Jong-seok opened the door and entered the hospital in that short time.

The lights were on in the hospital, but they were in places, so it was a little dark.

Is the power out here, too?'

A middle-aged doctor approached me as I murmured into Jong-seok.

"Dr. Lee?"

At the doctor's call, Jong-seok nodded and looked at him.

It's the indian Doctor.

Jong-seok reached out his hand to the doctor.

"Dr. Jameson?"

"That's right. Thank you for coming to help."

Jameson, who shook hands with Jong-seok, moved quickly.

"Come this way, please.

Jong-seok followed Jameson's hurried move. And Jong-seok's face hardened when he entered the place where it said emergency room.

The emergency room was full of patients.

"The patients..."

"A lot. That's why I asked the chief. Please come this way."

As he followed Jameson, Jong-seok asked.

"You seem to have a lot of faith in you, sir."

"If I hadn't trusted you, would I leave our patients to Dr. Lee?"

Jong-seok nodded at Jameson. Only a bird in the distance knows that he is very good.

Nevertheless, Jameson only hears the recommendation of a bird from afar and guides himself to the E.R.

Jameson, who took Jong-seok, soon stood in front of a patient. The patient was the brain hemorrhage saved by Jong-seok.

"I'm putting you to sleep on medication."

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok choked on the speaker and nodded in a momentarily.

"I'm going to use the saliva to get the bleeders."

Jong-seok took out acupuncture and began to give acupuncture treatment to several patients. Jong-seok said while giving the hour hand.

"Did the power go out here, too?"

"We're making emergency progress now."

"The hospital's got a lot of electricity to use."

"That's why we're limiting power."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Jameson, coughed in the patient's body and looked around.

"What about the child and the woman who were with him?"

They're both in the hospital room.

"She was in shock."

"I'm fine now."

Then Jameson checked the patient's eyes and heart rates.

"So what happened to the bleeding?"

"I'll be fine by tomorrow."

At Jong-seok's words, Jameson took him to the other patients. There were patients of various races in the emergency room.

Among those patients, Jameson quickly began to take care of the patients he pointed at.

Jameson nodded as he watched Jong-seok treat the patients.

He's definitely good.

Jameson is the director of the hospital, even if he is small. He doesn't stick to the emergency room and watch his patients.

But the reason I'm stuck here was to see Jong-seok's skills.

I do believe in you, but I'm relieved to check Jong-seok's skills with my own eyes.

And we can leave Jong-seok in the E.R. to make sure that the patients he saw. Jameson, who had an idea, saw the last stone.

Jong-seok was looking at another patient in the meantime. An Indian-looking grandmother lay in bed.

"Grandma..."

"What?"

"How are you feeling?"

"It hurts here and there."

Older people's answers, though of different races, were similar. Jong-seok grabbed his grandmother by the wrist.

Grandmother gave him her wrist comfortably. I saw what Jong-seok was doing to the patients next to me.

"Hmm, that's a wind."

It was a place where the lower half of the body was paralyzed due to the wind. Jong-seok took out his sleeping bag.

Then he looked at Grandma and said,

"Have you ever been hit?"

"I've been hit once."

"Then I'm going to apply some acupuncture now."

When Grandma nodded at Jong-seok's words, Jong-seok pulled the curtain next to the bed.

Argh!

As the curtain fell, Jong-seok began to put on his grandmother's legs, her cherry blossoms, and saliva.

Shake it!

When Jong-seok drooled, Jameson opened the curtain and came inside.

"What are you doing?"

At Jameson's question, Jong-seok said,

"Grandma's lower body and wind... I'm letting you go because I'm paralyzed."

"Lower paralysis? You mean you can use saliva to burn the lower body paralysis?"

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok nodded, put a few more needles, and began to turn or bounce.

"Crowl!"

A small groan came out of the grandmother's mouth as Jong-seok tried to spit.

"It's tingling."

"Yes"

Jameson was surprised at Jong-seok and his grandmother's words.

"Is Charlotte's lower body thrilling?"

"Yes"

Jameson saw a moving saliva on Jong-seok's hand with a surprised look at her grandmother's words.

Does the paraplegic feel anything?'

Jameson saw the last stone at him.

"Is it healing?"

"Yes"

Then Jong-seok slowly took out his saliva and began to rub his lower body with his hands.

"Hug! Oh, cool!"

The sight of Charlotte groaning surprised Jameson again.

You won't feel it because you're paralyzed, but Jong-seok said it's cool when he cuts his legs.

Jameson took out his pen and pressed Charlotte's toe.

Flinch!

And as Charlotte's toes wriggled, Jameson's face was in shock.

"The nerve is... alive."

It was a surprise for Jameson, who was a tribe of heaven and a physician.

Jameson rushed to the last stone to him.

"How on earth?"

"Because of the wind..."

Fa'at!

The sight of the stalactites, which I was trying to explain by putting them in the saliva, suddenly darkened.

I was surprised to see Jameson.

"It looks like the emergency generator is out."

At Jong-seok's words, Jameson rushed out of the curtain. At the sight, Jong-seok hurried out after him.

There's electricity in the hospital. It's life.'

It's just uncomfortable to leave the hotel without electricity. But electricity in the hospital is like Sam-young.

All the life support devices in critical patients are powered by electricity.

That's why there is an emergency generator for power outages. Jong-seok, who was following in Jameson's footsteps, was caught off guard.

And so is the hotel. The hospital and the emergency generator for a power outage are all in trouble?'