Boss, It's My First Time Being Your Resident - Chapter 7

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Episode 7. Not a Prison Cell, but an Operating Room

“The EpiPen here, quick!”

Tae Heon didn’t hesitate, reaching out urgently with one hand.

“What’s the situation? That woman running over there specifically asked us to stop him from doing something…….”

The paramedic faltered, trailing off.

“I’m a doctor! Anaphylactic shock, airway closure! Hurry!”
“State your affiliation, please!”
“Sain Medical Center Trauma Center, Tae Heon! The patient is dying! The EpiPen, now!”
“Yes! Right away, I’ll prepare it immediately!”

Only then did the paramedic hastily pull out the portable epinephrine syringe from the emergency kit.

Before they could hand it over, Tae Heon snatched the syringe and plunged it without hesitation into the patient’s thigh.

Now it was just a matter of waiting for the drug to spread through the patient’s system.

“Hhhhh…….”

A faint breath escaped between the patient’s teeth. Only three minutes had passed.

“Thank you, Doctor. We’ll transport the patient to the nearest hospital right away!”
“Yes, I’m grateful for your help.”

The mountain fell silent after the commotion faded.

Tae Heon watched the paramedics’ receding figures intently.

Yet for some reason, his mind kept replaying the image of that strange woman with her long hair streaming behind her as she ran away.

You’re going back into prison right after getting out?
Right after getting out of prison
…….

Prison, prison, prison
…….

Her words echoed in his ears like a refrain.

Do I really look that much like a criminal?

As if it were absurd, Tae Heon laughed sharply and swept his hair back.

The place where I spent seven years
was not a prison cell—it was an operating room.

He wished he could have told her that much.

***

It was the fastest she’d ever run in her life.

As A Gang rounded the descending path, the rescue workers she encountered felt like saviors sent down from the heavens. The orange stretcher seemed like a beacon discovered in an endless sea.

It was a relief. The patient would live.

“The patient is over there! Oh, and that man next to him—no matter what he tries to do, stop him! He’s dangerous!”

She raced all the way back to Baekun Temple’s lodging.

Part of her wanted to run straight to Seoul, but there was something she had to do first.

A Gang gazed down at the telephone on the nightstand and paused to catch her breath.

Soon, as if she’d made up her mind, she picked up the receiver.

— This is 112. How can I help you?
“Hello. I’m calling from Cheonghwa Mountain. There’s a man here trying to stab someone with a knife…….”

She spoke in a hushed voice, aware of her surroundings, relaying the situation to the police.

— Hello? I can’t hear you very well!
“Can you hear me now?”
— Yes, please don’t panic. Take a deep breath and tell me again slowly.
“There’s this man, and it seems he just got released from prison after seven years of imprisonment. He’s holding a knife and just, just… waving it around wildly, so I took it from him!”

A Gang’s words tumbled out in a rush.

— Did you say a recently released prisoner?
“Ah, well…… from what he told me. He said he’d been locked up in a cramped space for seven years.”
— Please continue.

The rapid sound of typing came through the receiver.

“He said he came to Baekun Temple to atone for stabbing someone in the past! He’s probably coming down the mountain now.”
— We’ll dispatch officers immediately!
“Ah, my life’s at stake too. Please keep the informant’s identity absolutely confidential! Please!”

Hastily gathering her things, A Gang bowed deeply to the monk who had just finished evening prayers.

“Thank you so much for everything! I’ll be back next time. Something urgent just came up today.”
“Of course. Come back when you’re able. You’re always welcome.”
“Ah, Monk! That tall man from yesterday…… please be very careful of him!”
“Tae Heon? What about him?”
“I don’t think he’s finished atoning yet…….”
“Atoning?”

The monk looked bewildered.

“Well then, I’d better go! If that man happens to ask about me, please say you haven’t seen me! Stay well!”

The monk’s smile was serene, as always.

Without looking back, A Gang made her way down the mountain.

It was the last Saturday of February—a day of perfect peace.

***

It was early morning.

A Gang came to a stop before an enormous building.

Even tilting her head back completely, she couldn’t take in the full height and grandeur of the structure.

Blue glass windows reflected the sunlight, gleaming like crystal.

Her eyes hurt from the brightness.
The stature of the Sain Medical Foundation suddenly felt monumental.

Fifteenth floor, Plastic Surgery Department.

As she carefully opened the door, the eyes of four classmates who had already arrived immediately fixed on her.

Next came the sharp gaze of a young professor she’d never seen before, piercing down from above.

“Hello! It’s my first time meeting you. I’m A Gang.”

A professor she hadn’t seen at orientation…….

As she paused in thought, the professor studied her carefully before tossing out a remark.

“Ah, from Chunwoo University?”
“Yes!”
“So you screwed up over there?”
“I… what?”

A Gang swallowed hard.

“Otherwise there’d be no reason to leave your hospital and come to ours, right? Don’t you think?”
“…….”
“Sain and Chunwoo—we can’t stand each other, after all.”

More like they couldn’t kill each other fast enough.

The two pillars of South Korean medical education. The strongest rivals.

A Gang looked up at Professor Park Do Jun, whose lips curved in a slanted smile, and bit her lower lip.

“It’s not that I screwed up…….”

The nightmare of that day came flooding back into her mind.

She’d never imagined her one and only internship would end in such an absurd disaster.

It wasn’t even a graceful conclusion—it was a historical fiasco.

With a deep sigh, A Gang shook her head.

It happened during her final two-month rotation in Thoracic Surgery at Chunwoo University.

“Oh! Here it comes again!”

Nurse Jung giggled, pointing at the monitor.

Her colleagues instantly swarmed to that spot. The Thoracic Surgery station erupted in chaos.

“Everyone, quiet down!”

Nurse Jung, clearing her throat a couple of times, began reading the post on the praise board aloud with careful enunciation.

“Title! My Diagnosis Is Love.”
“Read it louder! Can’t hear!”
“Oh no!”

Flustered, A Gang stomped her feet and tried to cover the enormous monitor with her palm, but it was no use.

The monotonous hospital routine had found its entertainment, and her colleagues’ eager eyes were already trained on the screen.

[Dr. A Gang, can love be a cure?]

Nurse Jung rolled her eyes dramatically and made a silly face, prompting giggles from all around.

[You were the first to hold my hand warmly, and you were light to me. The moment I saw you, I knew for certain. Ah! My heart has been waiting for every moment for this beautiful woman!]

“This is insane! Snap a photo before it gets deleted!”

A fellow intern jostled A Gang aside and mischievously held up his phone right in front of the monitor.

[Every time you draw near, my heart rate spirals out of control. You broke my heart.
My only doctor is you, A Gang, and you alone.

A patient suffering from the disease called love, Oh Deok Ho.]

Nurse Jung read the final line with solemn finality.

Laughter erupted, followed by more. Her colleagues were crying from laughing so hard.

“How many has he posted? One, two, three… already twenty as of today!”

Her classmates’ hands were busy counting the posts from the account AgangLove.

“Wow! A Gang’s got fans! You could debut right now.”
“Our A Gang is seriously beautiful, though. Lovable, cute, fresh-looking, and the body—don’t even get me started. When I first saw her, I wondered why someone so TV-ready was working at a hospital.”
“Right? If it were me, I’d thank my parents for making me this way and go become a celebrity and make serious money.”

Amused by the sight of A Gang’s face turning red as an apple while she gnawed on her lip, her mischievous classmates piled on.

“What if that patient tries to propose tomorrow? He was asking around the hospital where the flower shop was earlier.”

That comment turned out to be prophetic.

The very next day, patient 809 actually went down on one knee and proposed, sending the entire hospital into uproar.

Heart-shaped balloons from who knows where, LED candles, and a pink initial garland dripping with glitter everywhere.

All because she’d been kind…….

A Gang had become a hospital celebrity overnight.

And as an intern who had supposedly flirted with a patient.

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