In April 2015, the third-year junior high school students imagined the high school life that was not far away; the newly debuted "little" idols were rejoicing for their first stage trophy; the "old" idols who were about to return were also ready to perform for their bank cards again. It seemed that it was a month without any new changes. If it continued like this, life for a period of time in the future would be foreseeable.

However, there will always be butterflies flapping their wings, and there will always be forests facing storms.

Ruge Hospital, a night that is about to be uneasy.

"What's wrong? I feel so unconscious and uncomfortable?"

The spacious and bright staff restaurant is beautifully decorated, and the board of directors is willing to spend money on staff dinners. It was just a day when I got paid, but Kim Ji-hoon, a resident of cardiothoracic surgery, looked a little worried. The plate on the table in front of him was full and he didn't move a bit.

"No, I've been pretty healthy lately."

He patted his cheek gently, Kim Ji-hoon picked up the fork and slowly flipped through the dish, trying to focus himself on eating.

"Why? Don't tell me you've been broken up again?"

The person sitting opposite Kim Ji-hoon was not polite. While waving the spoon, he poked Kim Ji-hoon's sad things two months ago.

"No! Nan Jiaen, can't you bully me once less?"

Looking at the beautiful face of the beautiful classmate and colleague opposite, Kim Ji-hoon couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Then what do you think are you worried about?"

Nam Jiae-eun put down the spoon and reached out to snap his fingers in front of Kim Ji-hoon.

When they were in school, the two of them were friends such as "friendly and quarrels" and "saying dad if they gave up", so they don't care about being polite in the workplace now.

"We don't have a section chief now, do you know that?"

I knew in my heart that Nam Jiaeen was caring for him. Kim Ji-hoon, who had recovered, calmed down and began to answer the other party's questions seriously.

"Professor Jiang is retired, everyone knows."

The eyelashes swayed gently, and Nam Jiaen thought for a while, suddenly understood why Kim Ji-hoon was worried.

The head of the Department of Cardiac Thoracic Surgery of Luge Hospital just retired half a month ago. It is inevitable that the department will add a new surgeon to complete the replacement. There is nothing to worry about.

However, each surgeon usually has two or three resident physicians of student nature, and the surgeons Kim Ji-hoon and Nam Jia-eon followed before was Professor Kang, who had just retired.

So, Kim Ji-hoon was almost certain that the "newcomer" would become the new teacher for both of them.

Is it easy to get along with new teachers, what kind of students do you like, and what style is it in the operating room...

In the past few days, Kim Ji-hoon has been thinking about these problems, every day.

Luge Hospital is a new type of private hospital that has risen rapidly in recent years. It has a good reputation and cardiothoracic surgery is the hospital's ace department. It is famous for its reputation. This upcoming "newcomer" is indeed very eye-catching.

"Hey, what do you want to do so much now? Look at me, I won't think about it much. I will talk about it when the new master comes. It's useless to think about it now."

I can't say I don't care at all, but before getting the exact news, Nan Jiaen decided not to torture herself.

"What's wrong with you two... Jihoon? His face looks so ugly."

A new voice joined, interrupting the conversation between Kim Ji-hoon and Nam Jia-eon.

"Sen Ji-eun."

"Jien unnie!"

Sitting next to Nam Jiae-eun, he waved his hand to let Kim Ji-hoon sit down, touched Nam Jiae-eun's head who was holding his arm, Yoo Ji-eun opened the wrapping paper and took out the sandwich inside.

"Unnie, do you have any new news? About the new surgeon in our department."

Looking at Yoo Ji-eun with his eyes shining, Nam Jia-eun stretched out his feet and kicked Kim Ji-hoon gently under the table.

The information in the surgical department has always been well-versed. Liu Zhien is not only an instrument nurse in the surgical department, but also a predecessor who is very popular among the younger generations. He has a good temper and is good at speaking. It is absolutely right to ask her about the news.

"Don't you two know yet? The dean has already gone to pick up people today. You will see them when you go to work tomorrow. They are a foreigner."

Liu Ji-eun slowly bit the sandwich. Thinking of the news that he had heard from the head nurse this morning, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, not paying attention to the subtle changes in the expressions of the two residents.

As part of the exchange between the two hospitals, Luge and Karolinska, the doctor named Lin Zengxian will work in the Department of Cardiac and Thoracic Surgery of Luge Hospital.

27 years old, a very young cardiothoracic surgeon, with surgical first aid qualifications.

There are three main surgery records of heart transplant surgery in the resume, and the survival rate of the transplant recipients has so far been 100%.

In the operation video sent by the other hospital, you can clearly feel that the young surgeon has an age-definition on the operating table. His skills are mature, his techniques are quick and smooth, without delay, and hesitation. He overcomes difficulties and on-site responses have also made the senior management of Luge Hospital give a high evaluation.

Moreover, the surgical style is not stereotyped and will take care of the team atmosphere. It is the type of doctor who is popular in the surgical department.

I heard that this person has published two articles in the Lancet magazine. Yoo Ji-eun is planning to find it out and take a look when he is fine at night.

What made her feel even more fortunate was that the foreigner's native language was Chinese, which was the same as his close aunt Feng Lu.

Because of that aunt, although she is not of high Chinese level, she can still do simple daily communication and some commonly used medical terms.

After all, the device nurse and the surgeon are team partners who need to work together, and it would be better if there is no obstacle to communication with each other.

Gudu…

The phone in my pocket issued a prompt sound.

[Unnie, you are on duty today and have a good meal tonight.]

It was a message from my sister.

[I know, don't worry, you've been recently]

Buzzing!

Before I finished writing the text I was about to reply, my phone vibrated violently.

"I am Yoo Ji-eun, please speak."

While answering the call, Yoo Ji-eun looked at the corridor outside the restaurant, and felt a bad intuition in his heart, as if the air in the corridor was restless and restless. Even the others who were eating in the cafeteria noticed something was wrong and began to exchange eyes everywhere.

"There was a serial traffic accident nearby, come to the hall immediately!"

The conversation ends immediately after the content of a sentence.

"Unnie! What happened?"

Seeing Yoo Ji-eun get up and run away, Nam Jia-eun shouted at her back.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yoo Ji-eun rushed out of the restaurant.

After taking a look at Kim Ji-hoon who was still confused, Nam Jia-eun pulled him and followed Yoo Ji-eun and ran out.

"Senior! I'm here!"

Running into the emergency hall where the number of injured people appeared was full of tension everywhere. Yoo Ji-eun didn't care about calming down his breath and hurried to the head nurse.

"I remember Ji-eun, you can speak Chinese, right?"

Without waiting for Liu Ji-eun to answer, the head nurse pulled her arm and trotted a few steps, and took her to the dean who had just returned from the door.

Next to the dean, a young man in a windbreaker stood.

Without saying anything, the dean nodded to the young man with a serious expression, and at the same time reached out to compare Liu Zhien.

"I am Lin Zengxian from the cardiothoracic surgery department. Please prepare for the surgery immediately."

The young man faced her and spoke Chinese with a straightforward Chinese.
Chapter completed!