A competent doctor can cure everything

As I transitioned to the rehabilitation department, my patient management schedule became quite complicated.

In addition to assisting Shim Ji-seob with intern duties, I was also caring for Kim Jin-ah as her primary physician, focusing on muscle strength and sensory recovery.

Next week, I need to film a video for pro gamer Park Seok-jin’s wrist treatment.

I also have to go on-site to provide medical care for the women’s volleyball team.

However, what I need to accomplish this weekend morning is… ticketing for the Nahoonha concert.

‘It’s hard to be a good son…’

Right now, I’m nervously watching a website that shows the most accurate time down to the second on my phone.

On the computer screen, the ticket sales site for the Nahoonha concert is open.

I had already downloaded the payment-related software distributed by that site due to Min-hwa’s insistence.

Honestly, if it weren’t for Min-hwa, I wouldn’t have even thought about such a standard time site or the payment program.

After setting everything up on my computer, Min-hwa was attempting to buy tickets from his own room.

‘Why am I so nervous about this?’

Time steadily passed, and finally, the ticket release time was approaching.

‘3, 2, 1…!’

I quickly clicked the mouse to attempt to purchase the tickets.

‘Brother… even if the loading takes a long time, you absolutely must not click the button again…!’

Recalling Min-hwa’s advice, I barely suppressed the urge to double-click the button.

Finally, the loading screen ended, and I moved on to the seat selection screen. However….

As soon as I clicked, the remaining seats had already been taken by someone else and disappeared in an instant.

“!!”

I was pushed out of the competition without even reaching the payment window, feeling utterly defeated.

I clicked my tongue.

How can everyone be so quick on the draw?

Now, do I have to rely solely on Min-hwa…?

“Ah… no…!”

At that moment, I heard a loud cry from Min-hwa’s room across the hall, which was uncharacteristic of him.

Looks like he also failed…

Worried that he might be banging his head against the wall in self-blame, I rushed over.

“Brother… I’m sorry.”

As expected, when he saw me, he bowed his head with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

I was about to say it was okay when my eyes caught the computer screen behind Min-hwa.

‘?’

What’s this? It’s the ticket purchase confirmation screen.

“Min-hwa, didn’t you succeed?”

“Y-yeah, but it’s such a bad seat… I’m sorry, brother…!”

“Where is that? Thank you.”

“No, it’s… it’s almost like a defeat…!”

“Forget that, let’s hurry and go have lunch. The others will be waiting.”

“……!”

Indeed, nothing calms a crying Min-hwa like Purple Angel.

I quickly headed to the twins’ snack shop with the now-excited Min-hwa.

The shop was located not too far from both the hospital and my house.

“Hey, are you here?”

I knocked on the door with a “close” sign, and Wonil opened it as if it were his own place.

He was dressed in casual clothes that I don’t usually see him in, and it looked like he had put some product in his hair, making an effort with his appearance.

‘This guy….’

It’s youth. I smiled slightly and walked into the shop.

“Welcome~.”

The intern was wearing a white t-shirt with a red apron over light blue jeans.

Despite it being July, Dal-nim was still sticking to an all-black fashion style.

Mika was wearing a matching set of a zip-up from a sportswear brand and shorts.

“Hey! You know, it seems like you’re busier than me. Why were you late today?”

Seeing Mika greet me playfully despite looking a bit pouty, it seemed her mood had improved.

“I was busy booking tickets for the Nahoonha concert.”

“Really? Are your parents already at the age to go see Nahoonha concerts?”

When Mika opened up about my parents with wide eyes, I was momentarily at a loss for words.

Only a very few people around me know about my parents’ accident.

I hadn’t even told Wonil, who has been the person I’ve known the longest here.

But it was Min-hwa who stepped in first and answered.

“Um, his grandma asked him to do it…! But everyone must be hungry. Um, should we eat quickly?”

“…….”

Was it a coincidence? Or did he intentionally change the subject?

Since he’s a perceptive friend, he might have noticed something.

‘He’s a good kid.’

It’s understandable that he would be curious about my family situation, but I appreciated that he didn’t ask.

I hadn’t really had the opportunity to bring it up, and it wasn’t something I particularly wanted to discuss anyway.

Still, as we continue to live together, I believe the day will come when we can talk about it naturally.

“Everyone, please sit and wait a moment. How do you want the sundae’s intestines prepared?”

Haet-nim, wearing the red apron, asked with a smile.

“Wow~, Haet-nim! When you say that, you really sound like the owner of this place!”

“Ha ha, I used to help my parents out at the store often.”

Listening to Wonil’s excited voice, I couldn’t help but picture Dal-nim expressionlessly chopping the sundae’s intestines.

“Sister! Did you close the store today because of me?”

“No, Mika. Sundays are usually closed, so don’t worry about it.”

A delicious-looking spread of bright red tteokbokki, yellow fried snacks, and glistening sundae was soon laid out on the table.

“Wow, look at the presentation! It’s amazing. Hey! Don’t touch it yet!”

Mika busily took photos of the food from various angles.

Finally, after her permission was granted, we could bring our chopsticks to the food.

“Wow. Have the guys been starving for a few days?”

Especially Wonil and Min-hwa were devouring the food at an astonishing speed.

Dal-nim watched them with curiosity and asked in her usual chic tone.

“Oh~. Isn’t the portion at the hospital cafeteria too small? I’m always hungry since I started my internship. Is it okay for the girls?”

“To be honest… it is small… I especially think there aren’t enough meat dishes…”

Wonil awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, and Min-hwa added gloomily.

“Right? But the lady who serves the meat has such a scary expression that I can’t ask for more.”

“Um, it’s probably best not to.”

“What? Why, hyung?”

“The lady doesn’t give more even when you ask. I’ve seen it.”

“Oh, I knew it! That person has an extraordinary aura~.”

We enjoyed a delicious meal while chatting about trivial matters.

“Hehe. I’m so happy right now. Eating tteokbokki at a snack bar with friends! My wish has come true~.”

Suddenly, Mika stretched her arms out into the air and happily stretched.

“Wow. Mika, are you going to be friends with us? That would be an honor for our family!”

“Of course! If we eat delicious food and chat, aren’t we friends? Whenever I watch my favorite American sitcom, I think it would be great to have friends like that. It’s even better since there are exactly three guys and three girls!”

“Tch… friends…”

Wonil amicably accepted Mika’s words, while Min-hwa wore a look of heartfelt emotion, as if he had no regrets even if he died.

“In that sense, shall we take a group selfie?”

Mika took out her phone and raised her arm to capture everyone in the frame.

Everyone struck different poses, either doing peace signs or resting their hands on their chins.

After thinking about my pose for a moment, I simply smiled slightly and looked at the lens.

“Oh my, the photo turned out great! It’s been a while since our Dal-nim smiled so brightly, hasn’t it?”

The intern manager exclaimed with satisfaction after checking the photo.

To me, it looked like a rotten smile with only the corners of her mouth turned up, but perhaps it looked different to her sister…

Suddenly, I realized that for the first time in a while, no chaotic thoughts were swirling in my mind.

Guilt, regret, anger, revenge plans…

My long-time friends always occupied a corner of my mind, gnawing away at my mental energy.

‘Sometimes, it’s nice to take a break and not think about anything.’

While I was enjoying this clear-headed feeling, Mika poked me.

“And you all can talk informally with me! You’re all older siblings to me, right? You’re getting tangled up in the family tree.”

“No thanks.” I shook my head quickly.

“I’m comfortable as it is.”

“Oh? We’re not strangers, so why keep your distance?”

“I’m not keeping my distance…”

At that moment, Wonil’s phone made a notification sound.

He checked it and raised his voice.

“Oh! It’s finally up!”

“What’s up?”

“The promotional video for the hospital that Joon filmed!”

“……!!”

Damn it.

I froze while bringing the cup filled with a drink to my mouth.

Why did it have to be uploaded at this moment?

“Why did you even set a notification for that?”

As I gritted my teeth and muttered, he playfully teased me.

“Hyung~ why are you being so scary? It’s your video, so of course, we should watch it.”

“Ha ha ha, which channel is it on?”

“Should we just watch it together on the store TV?”

Haet-nim, even you…

Min-hwa was also giving off vibes that he was secretly excited. No one was on my side.

Why did this store have to install a smart TV that could connect to YouTube?

“Can’t we all just watch it at home?”

My shout faded into the air emptily.

In an instant, the Hanbit University Hospital YouTube channel appeared on the store TV.

“Pfft!!”

“Wow, the title isn’t joking around, is it? You can tell the promotional team really put effort into this.”

-Doctor, please heal me…! (Why is Rocky here?)

In my photo, I was given angel wings and a halo that looked like something out of a game.

The scene where the patient was clutching his wrist was cut out and combined into a single shot.

It looked like a thumbnail you would see on a variety show.

Compared to the other thumbnails where professors sat with serious expressions…

‘It’s so out of place that I wonder if it was mistakenly uploaded to the wrong channel.’

As I stared blankly at the ridiculous thumbnail, Wonil excitedly shouted.

“No way, Hyung! That wrist patient was ‘Rocky’? Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Is he famous? No one mentioned that.”

“Would he really say, ‘I’m a famous pro gamer’? If it’s Rocky, he’s a first-string player! Sure, he’s on a team that’s always the runner-up… but next time, get me an autograph.”

Hmm. At the time, I didn’t know, so everyone had a muted reaction, but it seems he was quite famous.

Then again, everyone except me was a bit older for gaming, and I didn’t have an interest in it.

Soon, Mika’s reprimand flew in.

“Hey! Please turn off the local broadcast~!”

“Yes.”

Wonil quickly closed his mouth and turned his gaze to the TV. I also turned my anxious gaze toward the screen.

The beginning of the video intentionally portrayed me as a funny character.

During the introduction, there were clips where I looked at the wrong place instead of the camera or where my pronunciation was so off that I messed up, and they didn’t discard any of those cuts.

Even the successful cuts were captioned with lines like ‘I will introduce the Department of Rehabilitation Medicine,’ making my speech sound robotic and stiff.

In a cut where I was walking down the hallway, they blatantly superimposed a robot graphic over me…

‘Did they make me look too foolish?’

Sigh. Everyone was laughing so hard, but I couldn’t find it funny at all.

After that, when Seok-jin appeared, the part introducing how famous a pro gamer he is made a strong impact.

It emphasized that he is the cousin of the gaming YouTuber ‘Zerogen,’ who came for an introduction.

Subtly, it also mentioned the video of Zerogen that I had filmed previously.

‘They emphasized that it wasn’t a casting call but a chance meeting. They probably wanted to draw attention from Zerogen’s subscribers.’

The diagnosis segment was edited to look like a mystery thriller.

As I solved the case through clues, it intertwined with the patient’s surprised reactions.

The subtitles even referred to me as ‘Sherlock Seon’ and gave me a detective character.

‘Still, it’s a hospital channel, so isn’t it too funny and lighthearted?’

Just when I started to worry about that, the promotional team seemed to sense it and attempted to change the mood.

For example, they inserted high-quality footage for the ‘Palen Test’ to help viewers understand.

The treatment section also shifted to a serious atmosphere, removing the entertainment vibe.

In particular, the situation where Seok-jin refused to receive acupuncture was edited to look very serious.

Ye Wonil, who was overly immersed in the video, screamed at that scene.

“Gasp, why?!”

The fact that Seok-jin developed aftereffects from receiving illegal acupuncture was also highlighted seriously and without any comedic tone.

Then… the problematic scene appeared.

– “Please receive acupuncture from a licensed acupuncturist!”

This scene zoomed in on my face and added animation-like emphasis effects.

The subtitles were also displayed in large red Gungsuh font.

The serious atmosphere flipped back around in an instant.

“Ahaha! Oh, my stomach! Is this a public service announcement or what?”

“Oppa, did the promotional team come up with that?”

“…….”

Surprisingly, the fact that I said it myself is something I must keep secret for the rest of my life.

However, contrary to expectations that she would laugh the loudest, Mika was surprisingly focused on watching the video.

She rested her chin on her hand and occasionally nodded, saying “Oh” in response.

The background of the video had now changed to a treatment room.

The scene where I said I would treat both the nerve and the wrist without acupuncture was edited to provoke curiosity.

“Oh my, is that the Hyeopcheok point?”

“Wow, to think of using it like that. This guy is a genius!”

Both Dal-nim and Mika, who aren’t well-versed in traditional medicine, as well as the other interns who are acupuncturists, were impressed.

The video ended with me saying that next week, I would provide a special treatment to release the nerve entrapment in the wrist, building anticipation.

“Great video~!”

“It was more fun than I expected!”

“Yeah, it doesn’t feel like a hospital channel; it’s different…!”

As everyone gave their overall impressions, Mika just tapped her lips with her finger.

“Hm. Based on my monitoring results, about this video…”

Then she finally spoke up.

“If it goes well, it could really take off, you know?”