INTERNAL MEDICINE NURSE JUNG DA-EUN
I'll start the IV for you.
Rest up while you get some fluids.
Did you need help?
My arm feels stiff and kind of hurts.
Oh, a lot of people experience some pain when getting fluids.
It's running well though.
Excuse me.
My arm kind of hurts.
Oh, some people do experience pain when getting fluids.
It seems like it's running well.
The flow might be a little fast. I'll slow it down a bit for you.
It's so annoying.
Is something bothering you?
My arm hurts a little.
Oh, some people...
Experience pain when they're getting fluids?
Yes.
And it seems to be running well.
- That's right. - That's what all the other nurses said.
I'm good. No need to bother with me.
Let me try switching out your needle.
People with weaker veins can experience more pain than others.
Let's try a child-size needle.
Child-size ones give less pressure.
I don't think the needle's the issue here.
How does that feel?
A lot better.
I'm glad this one fits you.
Thank you.
Don't mention it. Get some rest.
- Here. - Thank you.
No problem.
MYUNGSHIN UNIVERSITY MEDICAL CENTER
What took you so long?
You know, Mr. An Jeong-su in Room 712 has insomnia.
I didn't want to wake him up from his hard-earned sleep,
so I took some time to be careful.
Ms. Jung, do you know how many patients a nurse has to cover?
We can't help but wake the patients from their sleep when treating them
if we want to treat all of them.
We're not telling you off for being considerate.
It's just that the others have to cover for you.
Look at this.
We have a ton of work to do, and we're behind on everything.
I'm sorry. That never crossed my mind.
- Drink up. - Thank you.
The other nurses are having a hard time because of me, aren't they?
I've had some complaints.
I'll work more diligently from now on.
You're diligent enough as is.
- Ms. Jung. - Yes.
There's an opening in the psychiatry unit.
The psychiatry unit?
I think that would be a better fit for you.
What do you think?
I mean, you know how it is, Ms. Song.
Being a good nurse takes more than just being nice,
but that girl, she's just way too nice.
The patients seem to have taken a liking to her.
What use is being nice to the patients
when she's a nuisance to all the other nurses?
We were already neck-deep in work. She would be falling behind.
It meant that other nurses had to cover for her.
Anyways, Jung Da-eun,
I just don't think she's cut out to be a nurse.
Hurtful words have a way of hurting you, no matter the occasion.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Let me take care of it.
Oh God.
DAILY DOSE OF SUNSHINE
I'm back.
Welcome back, sweetie.
- Da-eun's here. - What?
Hey, what's with the beer?
I feel like getting drunk today.
Give it here.
What the heck?
I thought you wanted to get drunk. That should do the trick.
There. I'll hold the rest for you.
Right, great, thank you so much.
Hey, seriously...
Go easy, you hear?
That girl.
Jesus.
Yu-chan, Da-eun's out.
Okay.
She couldn't even finish that.
I want to see the ocean!
Then open your eyes and look around you.
From how you're acting, I guess something happened at the hospital again.
What was it this time?
Do you want to go to some other beach?
Will Sokcho or Yangyang do?
What about the hospital?
Just skip a day!
And what if I do? Are you going to put food on my table?
Can you put up with eating only chicken every day?
Forget the ocean!
Then just enjoy the fresh air. Hold on tight.
Mom, I'm off to work.
Hey.
Take this.
- What's this? - Mugwort rice cakes.
If they get cold, just microwave them for two minutes.
Mom, people these days don't like mugwort rice cakes.
- They've just never had them. - I won't take them.
Hey.
They'll love them once they try them.
Mom.
Sometimes you just need to step back and let people do what they want.
Should I bring it in myself? I might as well say hi and...
Okay, I'll take it.
Don't follow me out.
Hello again.
Oh, hello. You're the colorectal surgeon, right?
Yup. You must live in this neighborhood.
Well, I've seen you on the bus a couple of times.
- You've seen me? - Yup.
Seriously?
I smell mugwort.
Rice cakes, by any chance?
You've got the nose of a bloodhound.
I mean you have a great sense of smell.
- I've got the nose of a bloodhound. - Right.
Judging by the smell, it must be from a legit place.
Well, my mom made them with the mugworts she picked herself.
Of course.
That's why they smell so amazing.
Still warm, I see.
It smells like the mashed-up ones and not the mixed kind.
They smell slightly different.
Whether the mugworts have been mashed up or not can change the smell.
- This stop is… - Anyhow.
Man, they must be...
The next stop is Myungshin University Medical Center.
Excuse me.
You seem totally normal today.
Sorry?
I've noticed you talking to your hand over the past few days.
Oh, that?
It's because I have a habit of cracking my knuckles.
It must be an OCD thing, so I was trying to stop it.
Christ.
I'm not cracking my knuckles. Since when though?
Are you talking to me?
I'm sorry?
I was talking to myself. I'm sorry.
Right.
You talk to yourself loud and clear.
Liking something isn't complicated.
Whatever gets you to stop cracking is what you like.
Is it because of the mugwort rice cakes?
Rice cakes are not allowed.
Another hospital had a rice cake-related incident recently.
I understand.
This is bad.
Do I have to finish them here before I go in?
There's a lot, right?
Let us hold on to them. You can ask for them on your way out.
That should do. Please take good care of them.
Sir. Don't eat those while we're not looking, okay?
Okay.
But what brings you to our unit? Do you have any business here?
Nope. What the heck am I doing here?
The smell of mugworts, love it.
Certainly doesn't look diligent at first glance.
Must have been exhausting for other people.
I hear the others had a really hard time cleaning up the mess.
I can't work with someone like that, to be honest.
Of course everyone's heard about me by now.
Watch your mouths! Don't go around badmouthing doctors.
There's enough division around here.
The doctor probably doesn't even know we're gossiping.
Sorry, ma'am.
We'll be careful.
See you later.
Ms. Min. Did you give the notice about Gi-uk?
I gave it early as he has outpatient treatment later.
Ms. Lee Won-mi didn't sleep well at night. I saw her in the hallway…
He had an episode at 8:00 p.m.
He slept in the seclusion room due to fall risk.
Mr. Kim Sung-sik is transferring
to a hospital outside the city. Did you know?
Yes. Staying here for more than two months would be difficult for him,
so he's going to a smaller hospital for long-term care.
Gather Mr. Kim's transfer paperwork.
Yes, the referral form, intake form, treatment records,
prescriptions, and his CT and MRI results.
Sedate him an hour before he gets in the ambulance.
Yes, ma'am.
Mr. Kim Sung-sik.
Did you sleep well?
Are you aware you're being transferred to a different hospital this afternoon?
How are you feeling? Is there anything I can help with?
No.
I'm sure you'll meet some wonderful people there as well.
You must like cats.
But I'll have to remove these now,
since sticking these on is against the rules.
Oh no, I'm sorry.
- I didn't know. Sorry, I'll get them off. - Oh, allow me...
Oh, I didn't know. I'm sorry. I'll take it off.
This won't do.
Just give me a reason, will you? Did I ask for a gun or a knife?
This is really grinding my gears. Why won't you allow it?
I told you during your admission. Should I explain it once more?
I don't care about all that, missy. Just get me a doctor.
Not "missy" but "nurse."
You can't act like this.
Writing implements like pens could be a danger to yourself or others...
I told you I'm done talking to you!
Get me a doctor, I say. I'm going to talk to a doctor.
So, you'd like to keep a journal?
Yes, Doctor.
It's not like I can use my fingers to write in one.
Could you help me out?
We can't make an exception for you.
We must think of what's fair.
Give it to him.
Excuse me?
See? He says it's fine.
Thank you.
Thank you, Doctor.
Doctor.
That patient is uncooperative as it is.
If you give him what he wants so easily, it puts us in a difficult position.
He's a patient with bipolar disorder who believes he's the son of God.
He also has hypothyroidism.
I thought it would help his treatment if he had an outlet of some sort.
I'd appreciate your cooperation.
Dr. Hwang seriously said that?
To look over him more?
Why not just ask you to move in with him?
I couldn't object since he said it'd help with treatment,
but I feel uncomfortable.
The doctor just has to give the order.
We're the ones keeping an eye on them.
That's exactly why the patients look down on us more.
They refer to us nurses as "missy," "woman," and "hey, you."
They call me "old lady."
Then they pull a complete one-eighty
and grovel at the doctors, going, "Doctor."
Aren't they so annoying?
It's always been this way. There's nothing we can do.
Don't let it get to your head. Let's just focus on our duties.
Times like this, I wish I were more like you.
You don't let your emotions get the better of you.
I let the smallest things get to me.
- No wonder you're the next head nurse. - Come on.
What are you talking about?
What? Everyone thinks so.
I see you're all working hard.
- Hello, Dr. Im. - Hello.
Mr. Kim Sung-sik transfers today, right?
Yes, he does.
I've been treating him since he was an outpatient.
Oh, really?
He's probably getting ready in his room as we speak.
I see. I'll just say goodbye before I go. Please take good care of him.
Yes, Doctor. I'll do my best.
REFERRAL FORM
Patient name, Kim Sung-sik. Male, age 40.
First hospital visit due to a reduced desire to sleep.
He believes it is due to stress from having too much work.
I've been having a hard time falling asleep recently.
Perhaps you could try taking on less work?
I'm afraid I can't exactly afford to do that.
If it's enough to cause insomnia, you shouldn't take it lightly.
The thing is,
one of my bosses at work takes a lot out on me.
Oh no.
But he was actually getting bullied by a new boss at work.
Maybe it's because I've never worked with him before.
Maybe I just need to figure out what makes him tick.
I'd really like to nail my current project if possible.
It's very important to me.
So,
for the time being, please focus on helping me sleep well.
Seems to be a classic case of gaslighting.
ORAL MEDICATION
The term gaslighting was first introduced in a play called Gas Light.
A man approaches the protagonist, Paula, to take advantage of her,
GASLIGHTING
proceeds to dim the gas lights in the house,
then goes on to deny and chastise Paula
whenever she says the house has gotten darker.
Subjected to repeated abuse,
Paula begins to doubt her cognitive functions,
therefore losing her sense of judgment,
and eventually ends up depending on the man.
I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking straight, sir.
I don't need your excuses.
Why can't you make results?
- I'll do better... - Just let Mr. Yang take care of it.
Some team leader you are, letting your subordinates upstage you.
I'm sorry, sir.
Are you a freeloader?
You're stealing from the company.
In my day, you'd get a beating for that.
And you'd have to thank them for teaching you a lesson.
I'm really sorry, sir.
Thus, the mental abuse continues
until the victim deems themselves unworthy.
Don't worry, sir.
Kim will take care of everything.
The boss already had
a psychological stranglehold on the patient.
Second,
an experience-based educational community complex for kids.
With an experience-based facility,
we have designed the complex to be centered around kids,
which is highly valued by our main target residents,
working couples in their 30s and 40s.
Third.
The third is…
The waterside…
The…
The waterside…
The…
"The waterside" what?
I'm sorry, everyone.
What's the third thing?
Could I go to the restroom?
May I continue after I go to the restroom?
Hey, Kim.
Have you lost it?
You did that on purpose, didn't you?
No, sir.
You tanked it on purpose to screw me over, right?
No, sir.
I'm really sorry, sir.
Don't use the restroom at work anymore.
I'll kill you if I ever catch you.
The social phobia he developed worsened by the day…
and his depression became more advanced.
I've been minimizing my water intake recently
because I'm anxious about the restroom.
I mean,
even when I'm dying to take a leak…
nothing will come out once I go to the bathroom.
But the thing is, I keep getting these urges to go
because I keep restraining myself. Even now.
Oh, that's right.
And I've developed a strange habit.
OPEN 24 HOURS, CLEAN, FIRST FLOOR
What's this?
I've compiled a map
listing all the restrooms on my way to work.
He began showing obsessive and compulsive behaviors
surrounding restrooms.
Mr. Kim, what do you like?
They've all had owners at one point.
Such pretty cats get abandoned too?
I know, right?
Anyway, I'd like to thank you again.
- You're doing them a world of good. - I should be thanking you.
The thing is, recently, I've been...
Oh goodness.
What's gotten into you, Captain Hook?
- Captain Hook? - Yup.
He has a medical condition.
When we found him, he had lost vision in one eye.
We suspected abuse by some terrible person
since he never approaches anyone unless it's our staff.
Come here, what a good boy.
Would it be okay if I tried holding him?
Oh, yes, of course.
There, on you go.
That's right. Good boy. It's okay.
Goodness.
How would you like this guy?
It would seem the Captain himself has handpicked you
to be his first mate, Mr. Kim.
Hey there, Captain Hook.
That's right. I'm your daddy now.
Wow, Captain Hook, good thing Mr. Kim came along, huh?
We have no use for a useless idiot like you, you bastard!
HANLIM ARCHITECTURE NEW EMPLOYEE WELCOMING
Why do you go on living?
To annoy the hell out of me?
I'm sorry, sir.
Just quit.
Okay?
The company will be fine without a guy like you.
The victim…
- I'm sorry, sir. - This won't do.
…as well as the abuser…
- I'll have to beat some sense into you. - Sir.
…seem to have grown desensitized to the violence.
While enduring continuous abuse,
he reached his breaking point.
Having been completely oppressed,
he gave up on himself.
- Are you crying, Ms. Jung? - Oh, not at all.
Something got in my eye. That's all.
Come on, you were totally crying.
Tell me what it's about, and I'll recommend...
Making random patients again?
- Mr. Kim's transferring out today? - Yes, he is, Dr. Cha.
- Dr. Im's patient with social anxiety? - Yup.
Does social anxiety disorder make it difficult to maintain a social life?
It does.
They tend to fear and avoid social interaction with others.
They feel as if strangers are watching them closely.
And they're afraid others might talk behind their back?
Yup.
More than anything, they dread others badmouthing them or judging them.
One can't help but wonder how it feels.
That kind of anxiety.
As if you're trapped in a see-through cage.
As if everyone's watching me as they would a spectacle on display,
even those that don't know me.
It's probably nerve-racking, suffocating,
and embarrassing.
How do you understand the condition so well?
Huh? Oh, I figured it might be something like that.
But the problem is,
patients with social anxiety don't know that they have it
or don't seek help.
Yup, that's right.
They tend to write it off as them being shy or introverted by nature.
Moms used to send kids like that
off to speech and acting lessons to fix their personalities.
I used to go to one too.
Really? Do you tend to worry about things a lot?
Me? A little?
One of the three symptoms of social anxiety is worrying.
It's fretting the little things.
The second symptom is
maintaining the nervous state brought on by said worries.
And the third symptom is
the nervous state causing headaches, chest pains, and even indigestion.
If you get tested at a hospital for said symptoms,
and the tests show up negative,
then you can assume social anxiety disorder's at play.
Aren't you impressed by how much I know?
I feel like I'm all set to treat
all the social anxiety disorders in the world.
You have a Mongolian spot.
Come again?
Oh, right.
I thought it would go away once I grew up, but it didn't.
Oh, right, well…
your Mongolian spot
looks just like a mugwort rice cake.
- What? - Oh, I'm sorry. I got carried away.
Your surgery went well.
CONSULTATION ROOM DONG GO-YUN
- Mr. Ji Hong-ju, see you in a month. - Right, thank you.
Have a nice day.
Mugwort rice cakes this time?
Last time, it was…
Injeolmi, rice cakes coated in sponge cake instead of bean powder.
My friend runs a rice cake store. I'll check if they have any.
Seriously? Thank you.
You haven't cracked your knuckles today.
I know, right?
My mind's at ease even without the knuckle cracking.
Squat down, then get back up.
Please participate.
Let's stretch those arms out. Come on, stretch.
Mr. Kim Jae-hwan, is something bothering you?
My stomach feels bloated. It hurts a lot.
Wait here for a moment.
Dr. Hwang.
Yes?
Could you take a look at Mr. Kim Jae-hwan? He says his stomach hurts.
- Oh, right now? - Yes.
His stomach? How does it hurt?
Dr. Kong, he's Dr. Hwang's patient.
Come on, there's no need
for such distinction when it comes to patients.
They're all our patients.
You're the most serious patient here.
Isn't it obvious?
She's fully aware my thesis kept me up last night.
She's asking me on purpose.
Is that what this is?
I already gave him the prescribed digestive meds.
You should see him, and decide if he needs other tests.
Mr. Kim Jae-hwan…
bring him to me.
I'll do that.
Ms. Min, let's go eat.
For once, we're actually eating on time.
You're right.
Oh, Ms. Min.
This is Mr. Kim Jae-hwan's aunt.
Sorry?
This is her first time visiting our unit.
- I'm Jae-hwan's aunt. - Oh, his aunt?
Closed unit visits are for direct family only
and with a physician's approval.
Oh, I allowed it.
I'm his attending physician.
She has a lot of questions, so please give her a detailed rundown.
So, you've been with her this whole time?
He's trying to screw me over, isn't he? He totally is.
Looks like he already has.
I thought Mr. Kim Jae-hwan normally got his visits from his mother.
His close relatives will be taking turns visiting him for now.
Problem is,
I have to explain his condition every time someone new visits.
- Can't Dr. Hwang just do it himself? - You know how it is.
Patients accept short explanations from doctors
and expect the nurses to explain in detail.
True. We're more approachable.
There was no mistaking it.
He told me to give her a rundown with a smirk.
She has a lot of questions, so give her
a detailed rundown.
He's doing this because I sent a patient his way.
Dr. Kong, you shouldn't be going around eating things.
I've already told you this countless times.
I'll hide it the moment someone sees me.
Dr. Kong? Hello?
Shrug it off.
I see you've finished your lunch.
Please go back to your room. I'll bring you your after-lunch meds.
Okay.
Are they talking about me?
God, I'm pathetic.
I bet you're hungry.
I…
Stashed some snacks...
Kong Cheol-woo. It's him.
He was munching on my snacks, right?
God, I'm so hungry.
I'm starving.
Guys.
Do you like rice cakes?
- Are they good? - Yes.
- Who will you throw your bouquet to? - Ms. Jung, come on.
Yeah.
You know Ms. Jung, right?
Of course. We worked together for three years in internal medicine.
I hope you're doing better here.
Have some macarons with us.
Didn't you say you brought some rice cakes?
- Oh, right. - Is that it?
- Yeah. - It's even wrapped up.
What's all this?
Oh, they're mugwort rice cakes. My mom picked them herself.
They look great.
- So sweet. - Great, right?
I'll start with these too. Gotta get that sugar boost.
I mean, are they the ones that are busy and tired?
They dump their work on us.
I know, right? They wouldn't last a week if they were spread thin like us.
Wow, I guess it's the same in every unit.
I don't want to go to the team dinner. I just want to be done.
We always grill all the meat, too, while they stuff their faces.
- I'll get going. Thank you. - Bye.
I should get going too. Aren't you going, Ms. Jung?
I just need to pack up the leftovers.
Hurry along now.
Thanks for the snacks.
People can be uncomfortable with those.
You brought those when you started at internal medicine.
But do people nowadays even like rice cakes?
They're so good.
They sure taste better than the store-bought ones.
They even smell better.
Did you try them? So good!
I'm good. I stuffed myself full of macarons.
"Maca" what?
Macarons.
Oh, macarons.
Macarons and rice cakes are apples to oranges.
Mugwort's really good for you.
Come on, have a bite.
- Delicious, isn't it? - Yes, well, it's good.
Right?
I told you, didn't I? And the level of chewiness is on point.
Is this made with wet rice powder, Ms. Jung?
Ms. Jung, let's get Mr. Kim Sung-sik ready for his transfer.
- He might express aversion to the shot. - Right.
Explain that we're sedating him to make him feel comfortable on his ride.
- Okay. - You got this, right?
- Yes. - Right, then.
Mr. Kim Sung-sik.
The ambulance will be here to transfer you soon.
Do you feel ready?
Mr. Kim Sung-sik, why are you shaking so much?
Ma'am…
do you think I can get better?
You have to.
The world would be better off…
without trash like me lying around.
Get lost, you prick.
I'm not going to hit you, I won't.
What good would come from beating up a lowlife like you?
I wish you'd just get lost forever.
Despite the continued use of medicine and therapy,
the patient's condition did not improve.
That must have been… very hard on you.
I can handle my boss well enough now.
Then what troubles you now?
People.
Their collective gazes.
All of them
fixed on me.
Everyone talking behind my back.
Did you actually hear them talking about you?
Or is that just how you feel?
I feel like everyone is.
Thoughts like that can hurt us deeply.
It's not about how painful it is.
I just feel like everyone despises me.
Mom.
I'll give you a shot.
It'll help you relax on your way there.
Do I really have to go there?
I'm sorry?
That hospital,
it's far from my home.
I'm worried about Captain Hook too.
By Captain Hook, do you mean your cat?
I left him with an acquaintance, but I'm so nervous and worried about him.
I can't go.
I'm sure he's doing great. Don't worry about him too much.
He only eats well
when I feed him.
Please let me see him once before I go.
I'm afraid pets aren't allowed in the hospital.
I know that, but…
I know it's against the rules, but just this once.
I'm begging you.
I'm begging you, please. Just this once.
UNCONTROLLED CALLER
How are you doing? Feeling better?
Should I send you a video of the ocean waves?
CONTACT INFO FOR GUARDIANS OF CLOSED UNIT PATIENTS
Hello, is this Mr. Kim Sung-sik's guardian?
Here. I heard it's all in here.
Is Sung-sik doing okay?
He is. He'll get better in no time.
See? He's fine and healthy.
He is.
His coat looks silky, and his nose is shiny too.
Thank you so much, ma'am.
Apparently, he rubs up on their legs when mealtime comes around.
Captain Hook behaves so wonderfully that they want to adopt him themselves.
If you're done watching, it's time for your shot.
Wait, Captain Hook's taken a liking to that person?
Yup.
That can't be right. Captain Hook only likes his daddy.
- How could that be? - I'm sorry?
He would only eat when I fed him. He would only drink when I gave him water.
He only listened to me!
If not for that, what else am I good for?
- I mean... - I become useless. Okay?
- No, that's not what I... - No way!
I have to go there right now and get my Captain Hook back.
- You really have to get your shot now. - Out of the way!
You can't do this.
Let me go home right now!
- Damn it! That's enough! - Stay out of his way, please, sir!
- Get off of me! - Mr. Kim.
Stay in your rooms, please. Get inside.
- Please calm down! - Let go of me!
- Please calm down! - Let me go!
- Mr. Yoon! - No, Mr. Kim.
- Right, please calm down. - Let go. Let me go home.
You'd like to go home? Mr. Yoon.
- Please calm down, Mr. Kim. - Please calm down.
Please let me go home just once!
I have to go home!
- It's okay. - Please hold him down.
- It's okay, Mr. Kim. - We'll move him to the seclusion room.
I'll inform them.
- Just once. Can I go home, please? - Please hold down his legs.
- I have to go home. - Please calm down.
- Okay. - Oh, Captain Hook!
It's okay. Yes.
He's calmed down for now,
but I'm afraid we won't be able to transfer him today.
That hospital won't take him after today.
That nurse said we needed to show him photos of his cat!
I'm sorry, sir.
I sincerely apologize on behalf of the nursing staff.
I only told you to give him a shot. What the heck were you thinking?
I'm sorry, I wanted to do what I could for Mr. Kim Sung-sik.
Regardless of your intentions, you got the patient so worked up
he couldn't get his shot, canceling his transfer.
He even lost his spot at that hospital, and we have to take all responsibility!
I'll hand over Mr. Kim's case to the night shift.
You guys go to the team dinner.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm sorry.
I heard about what happened with Mr. Kim.
She's still learning the ropes,
so I'd like to ask her seniors to help her learn.
Let's wash away our woes with some drinks. Please fill your glasses.
What? You had too much to drink?
A soju bomb.
All right, cheers!
- Cheers! - Cheers!
Ms. Hong, aren't you the grill master? You're sitting this one out today.
Like you, we enjoy eating more than grilling.
Huh? I didn't mean it like that.
We're just burnt out from taking care of patients
and consulting their guardians all day.
We hope you don't dump this on us too.
You sounded a bit passive-aggressive just now.
It's great you got that. I was afraid you wouldn't notice.
What are Mr. Kim's family doing about him losing his hospital spot?
It'll be a hassle if they blame us.
That one's on Ms. Jung, is it not?
Yes, we know.
I don't want to pin the blame on anyone, but it'd be better to clarify things now.
And shouldn't Ms. Jung go through her orientation again?
How could she make a mistake like this?
Yes, the nursing staff will handle it.
As you should.
Stop it, okay? Ms. Jung's right there.
Ms. Song, do you remember?
Back when I was a rookie, the doctors were amazing.
If we were being beaten up by a patient acting out,
they'd jump in and help us out.
- That's right. - That they did, back then.
But, Ms. Song, doctors don't have that grit these days.
- Exactly. - Right?
They're getting paler and scrawnier.
Their hair's never been grabbed, so it's full.
When Mr. Kim was acting out, it was total chaos.
Dr. Cha just stood there with her arms crossed.
- Wait, that was because... - And Dr. Kong.
Yes?
I didn't want to bring this up, but please stop stealing our snacks.
- Oh my. - I'm sorry?
We pool our money to buy those.
The doctors get plenty of funding, sponsorships, and gifts!
But the doctor's station is far away!
How can I go back and forth every time I want a snack? Seriously?
Those snacks? I had some too. What of it?
Dr. Im. That's just not right.
The nurses bought those with their own money.
It's clearly a problem if doctors just help themselves.
Let's resolve this dispute with a time-honored tradition.
- Go, Ms. Song! - Go, Hyeok-soo!
- You've got this, Ms. Song! - Go, Dr. Im!
- Go, Ms. Song! - Go, Dr. Im!
- Go, Ms. Song! - Drink!
- Dr. Im! Go, Hyeok-soo! - Let's go! Go!
You're the worst, Hyo-sin.
Now!
Dr. Hwang, since Ms. Song bested Dr. Im,
the doctors will pay for the nurses' snacks
till the hospital shuts down.
- Till it shuts down! - Till it shuts down!
Deal.
Thank you for the snacks, Ms. Song.
Oh, right, I'm sorry.
Mommy's going to be late today, so go to bed with Daddy, okay?
All right. Sweetie, good night.
Bye.
It's me. Did you get the coffee I sent for the night shift?
Oh, yes, we did.
God, I'm so sorry. One of our nurses made a mistake.
I know it's busy as it is.
No biggie. We have different shifts for a reason.
"It's okay if you didn't finish something. The next shift will cover it."
That was the first lesson I learned from my preceptor.
Just promise you'll take care of whatever mistakes we make.
Of course, I've got your back.
Thank you so much for doing this. Right…
good luck.
- Ms. Park. - Oh, hey.
- I have to ask you something. - Sure.
Can I go back to the hospital?
Right now? What for?
It's Mr. Kim Sung-sik.
I want to help him find a hospital right away.
That's already been passed on to the night shift.
You won't have much to do even if you go back right now.
- But if I lent them a hand... - Ms. Jung.
I get why the head nurse of internal medicine sent you here.
We're hosting a welcome party for you right now.
What will the others say if you just leave to take responsibility?
You know they'll talk about you if you do?
You'll become the office jerk.
I won't be able to help you with that.
Still,
I think it's the right thing to do.
Go if you want. I don't think it's a good idea though.
Great meat today, wasn't it?
I'm more of a pork jowl guy,
but it turns out pork belly was pretty nice as well.
Having it with the green onion...
Did you ask to see me to tell me the green onion salad was good?
Well, no, that's not it.
Then please get to the point.
I feel like you kind of know where this is going already.
What I want to say is...
I know.
You do?
You told me last time that you liked me.
Since you didn't answer me last time, I just wanted to check.
I don't like you.
I had a hunch.
But if you could give me a proper explanation...
If you date me, it'd be like landing in a pile of crap.
Why would you speak of yourself that way?
Well, compared to someone like you, I kind of am.
Your father is a cardiothoracic surgeon at our hospital, right?
And your mother is a doctor in nephrology.
All your siblings are doctors too.
You think a thing like me would be a good match
for the youngest son of such a family?
What kind of nonsense is that?
Ms. Min, this is the 21st century.
Social hierarchy will always be here whether it's the 21st or the 31st century.
If you're too naive to know that, that's even worse.
So, my answer is "no."
Dr. Kong, you burned all the meat.
I'm trying my best, you know.
Ms. Song, are you in there?
Ms. Song?
Here, I'll do the grilling. You make another soju bomb.
Oh God.
Ms. Song, let me come in real quick.
Oh God, Ms. Song.
Are you all right?
Dear God, why did you go that far just to prove a point?
I put everything on the line to cheer you up.
You saw the doctors' faces, right?
Man, that was some sweet-ass justice.
By the way, where did Jung Da-eun go off to?
She went over to look up a hospital for Mr. Kim.
What?
I get that it's her fault, but we're throwing her a welcome party.
I can't believe she'd leave with all this going on.
I get that she's nice.
She's nice,
but she's just so pigheaded.
It's a lot to work with.
- Soo-yeon. - Yes.
Is missing a team dinner
with all the doctors and senior staff really that much of a faux pas?
I'm sorry?
Should being a tactful colleague matter more than taking care of our patients?
Do you know the name of Mr. Kim Sung-sik's cat?
Not really. Why do you ask?
It's Captain Hook.
I only found out today.
Jung Da-eun's probably the only person in our hospital
that went so far as to remember the name of Mr. Kim's cat.
Watching her reminds me of us back in the day.
Back when we put our patients' feelings ahead of all the rules and regulations.
It feels like the daily grind made us lose track of that.
Come on, you used to be just like that.
You used to latch onto a patient and cry.
Jesus, why would you bring that up? That was ages ago.
She's got what it takes.
She made a mistake because she didn't know how to help.
Let's not scold her for her intentions.
Okay.
MYUNGSHIN UNIVERSITY MEDICAL CENTER
I feel bad about making the healer come all the way out here for me.
Thank you. You didn't have to come.
Truth be told, leaving this space makes me feel
as though my HP and MP are getting drained.
It's fine.
- I'll see you at the next joint treatment. - Huh?
Are we done here?
- Shall we go? - All right.
Let's have you pull down that shirt.
Hello, this is Nurse Jung Da-eun at Myungshin's psychiatry unit.
I'm sorry for calling you at such a late hour.
Do you happen to have an empty spot at your hospital?
- Couldn't we work something out? - Hard at work.
Yes, I understand.
PSYCHIATRY INPATIENT UNIT
You're so pathetic.
Ms. Park, what brings you here?
What else? I'm here to help our troublemaker junior.
I'm sorry.
Ms. Song gave me an earful for scolding you like that.
I really won't make any more mistakes going forward.
We all make mistakes. Just don't make the same mistake twice.
I won't.
- Ms. Park. - Yeah.
You don't ever make any mistakes, do you?
Gosh, why wouldn't I?
Back when I was a rookie, I went into a room,
and the patient wasn't breathing.
I was so surprised that I called for emergency and started CPR right away,
but he just had sleep apnea.
Seriously?
Ms. Song was my preceptor at the time.
She was pure terror back then.
I was so scared of getting scolded by her
that I pretended not to notice and continued CPR.
I even made eye contact with the patient but looked away.
- Think that's funny? - Huh? No, ma'am.
Really? The others were rolling on the floor laughing.
Now then, let's have you look up some hospitals, Ms. Jung.
Meanwhile, I'll call up some contacts.
Yes, ma'am.
I think you'll fit right in here.
- I wonder if this nurse still works there. - Didn't expect to see you here, Ms. Park.
Oh my, hey.
Huh? Looks like we're all gathered here.
Oh my goodness, guys.
You said you were going home.
- This stuff is delicious. - Yes.
I should've gone for these earlier.
Me, I've always preferred rice cakes over macarons.
You look uncomfortable, Ms. Jung. Why aren't you eating?
I just feel bad. You're all putting off rest because of me.
Times like this call for expressions of gratitude, not apology.
- Right, that's a nice way to put it. - That's good.
- How many have you had? - I'm on my third one.
- You're going to get indigestion. - Nope.
Dr. Dong?
- Hello. - Hello.
Oh, it's the psychiatry team.
- You didn't go home yet? - I had to treat Mr. Kim Seo-wan.
Oh, Mr. Kim.
- I left something here, but it's too dark. - Dr. Dong, have some rice cakes!
Come have some. They're so good.
- Sandwiches. - Dr. Dong.
You grabbed two? You must be really hungry.
Yes, well.
Grabbing a sandwich for her was a little overboard.
- Hello. - Hello.
You haven't left yet. Did the bus not come?
It seems to be running late today.
Oh, I see.
So it's not because of the mugwort rice cakes?
You looked into hospitals I could transfer to?
Yes. It's a nice place, and they have an empty spot too.
You're going to love it.
I put you through so much, didn't I?
Oh gosh, not at all.
You didn't do anything wrong, Mr. Kim.
I'm to blame for not administering that shot.
No.
It's all my fault.
Please don't shoulder the blame for others' mistakes.
I hope you can love yourself a little more.
I feel so bad that only good people seem to come here.
I guess
that's why you're here, huh?
Sorry?
You said
only good people come here.
What we probably need right now
is the courage to be disliked.
And yet, our need to be loved,
and our need for others' approval
make us take a knife to our very souls,
to sculpt an idealized version of ourselves.
And that is why
we are always unhappy and in pain.
Man, I'm beat.
We got another delivery. Ocean Park Building B, Room 611.
What?
Unbelievable.
Lightning-fast delivery.
- Chan's Chicken is the best indeed. - Sir.
We're in the same building. You can come down.
Isn't that up to the customer to decide?
A ride down the elevator is all it takes.
A ride up the elevator is all it takes.
Toodles.
I'm missing a drumstick.
Goddamn it.
Yo, Song Yu-chan. Where's the drumstick?
I got hungry on the way there, so I had one.
You got a death wish?
Come on, you can't spare that for your junior?
You're not my junior. You're not a doctor.
We went to the same school. I'm your junior.
Forget that. You stay right there.
Freaking…
Welcome!
Fried chicken now? Aren't you full?
Gotta have fried chicken for a team dinner.
Right?
- One fried chicken and whelk noodles? - Sounds good.
Is that you, Song Yu-chan?
Long time no see.
- There, what would you like? - Right.
Someone you know?
Oh, he's my coworker.
I mean, he was my coworker.
- Let's order, then. Which one? - Right.
What we talked about earlier.
Garlic? All right.
- One garlic chicken and one whelk noodle. - All right.
Pissing me off. The drumsticks are the best part.
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