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Doctor.

Dr. Kwak.

An ex situ liver resection is

the last treatment the patient can receive.

And you're going to refuse it?

I'm only trying to prevent the patient from dying on the table as a cadaver.

I know you care about him a lot,

but you have no right to decide.

The only person who can decide whether or not to get the operation is

the patient, Seol Jae-chan, himself.

What do you mean?

You heard me.

I do not want the operation.

You're making a rash decision.

Well, the operation itself

doesn't seem like a very safe decision either.

Did Dr. Kwak influence your decision?

Why do you ask?

If he emphasized only the negative,

I'd like to explain otherwise.

No.

He actually recommended the operation.

He wanted to trust you.

Then why?

I don't want to waste my time.

Ten years ago,

I lost my wife to cancer.

It was terminal.

In other words,

I know exactly what will happen to me

from now on.

Mr. Seol.

Mr. Seol,

this isn't right.

Let it go.

We gave up the operation, not the entire treatment.

Let's go to Seoul now. Please.

I don't want to. My students are waiting.

Mr. Seol.

The cancer had spread all over her body,

and the doctor still recommended an operation like you did.

Of course.

How can a warrior avoid a fight?

My wife didn't want the operation.

But I still forced her to get it.

We did everything the doctors told us to do,

including surgery and chemotherapy.

She didn't want it, but I--

Don't blame yourself.

As a guardian, you did what you could...

I mean, you did what you had to do.

-For your wife-- -No.

It wasn't for my wife.

I did it for myself.

Because I felt bad.

Every time she said her stomach hurt

I only gave her digestive medicine

instead of taking her to a hospital.

I regretted it so much.

I felt so sorry for doing that.

I was basically trying to make up for it...

I shouldn't have done so.

Do you know

how my wife was before she died?

She couldn't even swallow rice.

She said she preferred autumn leaves over flowers.

So she wished to see

the fall leaves one last time.

But...

I couldn't even grant her that much.

She couldn't even move an inch from her bed and remained a patient

until she died.

Hyeon.

I...

I don't want to end up dying like that.

You must feel dejected.

I heard the patient refused surgery.

The shock can cause a lapse in judgment.

As soon as he calms down, I'll--

You'll what? Try to persuade him?

Wake up.

His guardian is looking for other doctors.

That internal medicine doctor.

His father is the legendary surgeon, Dr. Kwak Seong.

I know that.

Then you must know how many connections he has.

He already contacted MD Anderson.

I think they'll recommend us.

You know we're ahead in hepatobiliary and pancreatic medicine than the States.

-Just get straight to the point and-- -Very soon,

Seol Jae-chan will choose us.

He hasn't given up on surgery.

He ran away because he couldn't trust a young female doctor from a rural hospital.

You should leave.

Let's make a deal.

I'll get the patient in our operating room.

You can pick any member of the team to scrub in.

If you need help from other specialists, I can get the best ones for you.

In return,

publish the thesis in my name.

You're in no position to refuse.

What do you mean?

Who do you think called me all the way to this shabby place?

Yes.

I was the one who called Dr. Kim over.

May I ask why?

I needed verification.

It's my job to select skilled doctors,

but it's also my job to protect patients from irrational ones.

I thought your teacher and mentor, Dr. Kim, would be

the perfect man to help me verify that.

Is there a problem with that?

-And your conclusion? -An ex situ liver resection is

a reckless operation, just as I'd thought.

Are you confident

you can persuade the patient?

I know it's a reckless operation,

but if it was impossible,

Dr. Kim wouldn't have rushed over here right away.

-Hi, Dr. Song. -Hi.

You will let her use our operating room?

Is there a reason I can't?

What if she succeeds? Dr. Song would leave our hospital immediately.

But the patient would live.

What if she fails?

Dr. Song will remain.

What do you think are the chances

of her pulling off the surgery?

I don't know.

Less than ten percent, and that's being generous.

Then the likelihood of her staying is...

over 90 percent.

Gosh, that's a great drawing.

Were you pretending to be sick?

Why would I pretend to be sick?

-I just had a broken heart. -Really?

-Yes. -A broken heart?

Then put on some Band-Aids on it.

I should.

Don't tell the kids.

Goodness. You're all great artists.

What's this? What a beautiful picture of the sea.

Teacher, I have some Band-Aids on you.

What? You call this Band-Aids?

I don't want them to worry about me.

Not the kids nor the islanders.

-Teacher. -Gosh, you kids.

Don't. Stop it, all of you.

Stop it.

-I'm next. -Oh no. Stop.

-Teacher, I'm not done yet. -Me neither.

-Hello? -Where are you?

At school.

Good.

How is that good?

You didn't exhaust the patient by taking him to other hospitals.

-That's good, but... -But what?

It's illogical to refuse surgery.

It's tough to be entirely logical about this.

It can be so for the patient.

-Dr. Song. -A doctor mustn't be like that.

Stop being Mr. Kwak the guardian,

and be the rational Dr. Kwak of Internal Medicine.

Just what do you consider rational?

I'll see you at the dorm later.

It looks so good.

-It's nice and ripe. -It looks amazing.

Let's eat. Oh my.

You're back early.

How's the rectal cancer patient?

Will he be operated on? When?

Will you let me watch? I'll scrub in--

What should I answer first?

Have some watermelon first.

-Where's Dr. Kwak? -He's not back yet. Why?

He will decide whether or not I operate.

What do you mean?

Mr. Seol Jae-chan is the patient.

Oh dear. This is terrible.

-What? -Have you heard?

-Heard what? -Mr. Seol has cancer.

Cancer?

See you.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Take care. -Thanks.

Gosh. Thank you.

Thank you.

How much do you think he gets in royalties?

I'm sure it's a lot. He's a famous poet after all.

He's childless. Who will it all go to?

You psychopath.

How can you talk about royalties when a man might die?

Well, it's because I wasn't born rich like you.

Hey.

Why did you study Korean medicine?

What do you mean?

If you had the grades for Korean medicine, you must've been pretty smart.

Why didn't you just go to medical school?

You can't inherit your dad's hospital anymore.

There was someone else to inherit it.

When I came first in my class,

he came first in the entire school, which made me hate him.

Who was that?

An older brother?

Why did you speak in past tense?

Did he quit medicine?

No. He died

in a car crash

while driving to the airport to pick me up.

Why do you talk like he's a total stranger?

How else should I say it?

Should I cry as well?

Forget it.

This is no fun. Let's go.

Let's talk about royalties.

Since he has no children--

Will you stop it?

Why does she look so down?

You are so desperate.

One would think you're waiting for your lover.

-Do you like making fun of everything? -Yes.

DR. SONG

Mr. Seol.

Are you almost done?

Almost. There's not much left.

Let's eat.

Okay, just a moment.

There.

I'm done.

-Here. -It smells great.

Only the smell might be good though.

The taste is even more incredible.

-It is? -Of course. Let's eat.

You must eat up.

Then take the last boat out.

I'm sleeping over.

Am I going to die tonight?

How could you say that?

Then why are you treating me like I'm already dead?

I have a pile of work to do.

You'll distract me,

and I won't be able to focus on my work.

Just one night. Let me stay for just one night.

What about the hospital ship?

Take me on the school boat.

We're working on Bam Island tomorrow.

Just one night then.

Okay.

You can't sleep?

No.

It happens when you're old.

Are you afraid?

It's my first time dying, so...

We can fight it.

You can go back to the hospital and get surgery,

or we can look for other doctors.

But there's one thing you must know.

Whatever you decide,

I'll be with you.

I'll stay with you all the way.

GEOJE 505

Where are you coming from?

Were you

with the patient last night?

Why didn't you answer your phone?

What does that snort mean?

You sound like a wife nagging her husband for not coming home.

I'm not in the mood for jokes.

The patient is okay, right?

INTERNAL MEDICINE OFFICE

-What is this? -It's the thesis I'm working on.

Though I haven't completed it yet.

And these are the results of the animal testing.

In some ways, animal testing is more difficult.

Dogs may seem stronger than humans,

but they are much weaker.

Conclusively, if one succeeds on a dog, a human--

Stop. That's enough.

What does that mean?

Do you think this will convince the patient?

The patient is afraid because it's the first time this surgery has been done.

-So we must give him assurance. -With animal testing data?

Do you remember the name of the first patient you operated on?

What was your first patient's name?

You don't remember, do you?

You can remember the surgery clearly as if it's a photograph,

but you don't know the patient's name,

appearance, or struggles before and after surgery, do you?

What's wrong with that?

That's why you come up with a means like this.

Do you even know what persuasion is?

It's about touching someone's heart,

not flaunting some data and just saying whatever you want.

You need to listen first.

What does this person want? What does he fear most?

You have no desire to know, do you?

Because to you, a patient is nothing

but a tool for your success.

Being a doctor is our job.

Fixing patients is our job.

We get paid to fix patients and become successful doing so.

Is that bad?

Fine. Let's say that I'm

a shallow person obsessed with success,

who cares about my career more than a patient's life.

Then what is it that you're doing, Dr. Kwak?

You can sugarcoat it all you want, but the bottom line is

that a patient is dying before your very eyes,

but you won't do anything about it.

-And you call yourself a doctor? -Doctor.

HOSPITAL SHIP DORMITORY

-Where do you think you're going? -And where do you think you're going?

Cohabitation means

that you need rules.

Especially you, Dr. Song.

We have been very patient since you were new and working in the ER.

But now, we'd like you to participate like the rest of us.

What do you mean?

HOSPITAL SHIP DORM RULES

PURPOSE, ROOM ASSIGNMENT, VISITOR ACCESS

What am I supposed to do?

Here.

Come now.

-Ladder game? -Yes, ladder game.

-That's how we always chose. -It's pure luck.

-Okay? -Number one.

-Nine. -Two.

-Four. -Six.

-Five. -Eight.

-Three. -Seven.

LUCKY WINNER

-Yes! -Gosh.

Anything but the bathroom.

BATHROOM DUTY

I have to clean the bathroom again?

I get to bathe Bong-gu.

Dr. Song got...

Shopping?

How lucky.

SHOPPING

Hyeon, you got shopping too?

-Switch with me. -No way.

Okay, get going now. No fighting.

Here, Dr. Kwak. Here's the shopping list.

No second turns.

Shopping list.

SHOPPING LIST

SHOPPING LIST

You memorized it all after reading it once

and got everything in ten minutes?

If you know the store layout, it's a piece of cake.

What's next?

Try this too.

I'll take this. Let me try it.

Isn't it good?

-Yes, this is good. -It's 20,000 won.

Give me a discount. I'm going to buy a lot.

What else are you getting?

-What fish is good for a spicy stew? -They're all good today.

Rockfish, roe, and fermented squid.

Fermented clams taste better.

Life doesn't always go as planned.

All right.

Don't you see this list?

Come now. Your husband is completely right.

-Ease up, missus. -I'm not a missus.

If you don't come to the car in five minutes, I'm leaving.

Do you have the car keys?

That little...

She's clearly your wife. Did you get into a fight?

She's just acting up, right?

I'll take this and a lot of that.

Goodness. Married life is so hard, isn't it?

-I'll give you a lot. -Thank you.

Hello...

Hey, you didn't take the food.

What's wrong?

Dr. Kwak.

-What is it? -The patient went missing.

RESTRICTED AREA

Who's there?

Sir.

Open the door. Sir.

What's worrying is

that a huge quantity of narcotic painkillers also disappeared.

Morphine?

Why do you need morphine?

Do you have to ask?

Are you planning to die?

Do you want me to kill you or something?

-I'm already dead. -Dad.

Do you...

think that I'm living?

Do I look alive to you?

I'm sorry. You know how to drive, right?

LOVE REHABILITATION CENTER

-Mr. Kwak! -Sir!

-Mr. Kwak! -Mr. Kwak!

-Dad! -Mr. Kwak!

-Dad! -Mr. Kwak!

-Mr. Kwak! -Mr. Kwak!

-Dad! -Mr. Kwak, where are you?

-Mr. Kwak. -Where are you?

-Mr. Kwak. -Where are you, Mr. Kwak?

Mr. Kwak.

-Mr. Kwak. -Dad.

-Mr. Kwak. -Wait.

Wait.

Someone may get hurt if we move too quickly.

The patient may harm himself too.

Calm down.

We aren't your enemy.

It's okay.

It's all right.

We aren't your enemy.

Who are you?

I'm a doctor.

I'm also a doctor.

I'll finish treating the patient.

So please

get some rest and continue with your treatment, Doctor.

Shall I?

Can I?

Thanks to you, Doctor,

I can get some rest.

The nurses will take you to a place to stay.

By the way,

what is

your name, Doctor?

Hyeon.

It's Kwak Hyeon, Doctor.

Kwak Hyeon?

Your last name is

the same as mine.

Please take care of the patient,

Dr. Kwak Hyeon.

Here.

This is a painkiller.

There was an air raid,

so they'll need a lot of it tonight.

My dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's

two years ago.

He managed to get out of Syria

and was diagnosed in Turkey.

But he hid it.

Wouldn't he have wanted to return?

Maybe he didn't want to be a burden.

As his condition worsened, he kept getting lost.

Then he got caught by the rebels.

They let him go for being a doctor, so he barely escaped.

But I guess everyone found out.

We got a call

to pick him up.

That was when...

the real battle began.

I think my dad's memory is frozen

to when he was on the rebel base.

Maybe Seoul felt like a huge rebel base.

He never stopped

trying to escape.

Dad.

Dad!

Darn it.

I was studying for my specialist exams, working the night shift,

and playing an exasperating game

of hide-and-seek with my dad every single day.

It's okay now, Dad.

I have injected the epinephrine.

Get me the oxygen and defibrillator.

Clear.

Hurry.

Then I messed up.

I made a mistake that no first-year resident

or even an intern makes.

Can you still call yourself a doctor?

Not even an intern makes that mistake.

Remember this.

The patient died because of you.

You're not a doctor.

From that day on,

my hands became useless.

Whenever my dad gets lucid every now and then,

he asks me for some morphine.

He wants to die.

Isn't that funny?

A doctor father wants

his doctor son to kill him.

My dad is the reason

why I didn't stop Mr. Seol.

I couldn't...

I didn't want to stop him.

Even if it isn't Alzheimer's like my father,

an illness can instantly make someone lose their identity, right?

Mr. Seol wants

to maintain his dignity.

He wants

to live out the rest of his life with dignity.

Maybe that's better.

Maybe that's better than living an extended life

with a broken identity like my dad.

You were right.

Maybe I do lack

the right to be a doctor.

What happened?

Have you still not persuaded Mr. Seol?

-No. -He was discharged a while ago.

What if you wait too long and miss the opportunity?

I guess it can't be helped. Don't be too upset.

You'll get plenty more shots

at completing your thesis in the future.

It's me. Does the offer...

still stand?

Who was it?

Eun-jae is becoming more and more amusing.

Thank you.

-Take care. -Okay.

Hello?

Who did you say you are?

Mr. Seol, I'm here.

Mr. Seol.

Mr. Seol.

Mr. Seol.

Mr. Seol.

Mr. Seol.

Do you know where you are?

Who--

Dr. Kwak brought you in.

He went out to make a call.

I see.

Thank you.

My stomach hurt so much.

I feel better now.

I'll be on my way.

Will you discharge yourself again?

This is just a temporary remedy.

Without the essential treatment,

things will only get worse.

-So-- -In November,

I will publish a book of poems.

I'm still a few poems short,

so I need to keep writing.

Mr. Seol.

I've been writing a column for over ten years.

I can't suddenly stop.

That's no way to treat my readers.

More importantly,

I have an upcoming autumn picnic with the kids.

You have six months.

You may love to teach and write,

but you can only do that for six more months.

-If you're unlucky-- -Three months.

I'll have three months.

That's a long time.

If I were to die on the table,

those are three months I would never get back.

He wants to leave

as soon as possible.

He must catch the first boat

to make it to class on time.

Are you still

reluctant to persuade him?

I'm not saying his dignity isn't important.

But...

is that more important than his life?

They're the same blue sky and sea,

but they're different from yesterday.

They're so very different.

If I were a doctor,

if I'm to call myself one,

I shouldn't be leaving with you.

If I can't persuade you, I must abduct you

and get you into the operating room.

Hyeon.

A doctor fights instead of giving in.

Death is a failure.

Whatever people say,

death is a failure.

That's why as a doctor...

If I were a real doctor,

I shouldn't accept failure so readily.

I shouldn't give in. I must fight.

Why do you think death is a failure?

Death comes to everyone equally when their time comes.

How is that a failure?

Death is a conclusion, not a failure.

That's just the conclusion I chose.

Gosh.

I can't say I'm not scared at all,

but I'm okay.

My wife has been

waiting for me for ten years.

She was always shy and had trouble making friends.

She must be so lonely.

I want to...

go and see her.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, but thank you.

Your eyes are

always looking at me, worrying about me,

and at times, hurting more for me.

Because of those eyes, I didn't feel like I was sick.

You know,

Hyeon, I think

those eyes of yours

and your utmost sympathy for patients will be

the best medical treatment

that you can provide to patients.

Every day,

when the sun sets, I walk to the trees.

Every day,

when the sun sets, I walk to the river.

Every day,

when the sun sets, I walk to the mountain.

Get it.

It is beautiful to walk

-to the trees, mountain, and river -I got it.

-She caught it. -when the sun sets.

When the sun sets, I long for my love.

And as I walk towards my love

like a shadow by a mountain, nothing in this world feels

more beautiful than that.

What are you doing?

They're poetry books. Do you read poems often?

Not for the past 14 years and 8 months.

I see they're all Mr. Seol's poems.

Someone said

that if I want to persuade someone,

I must understand them first.

-What do you think? -It's moving.

But it isn't more moving than life.

Where are you going?

I told you.

It isn't more moving than life.

Leave him alone.

No, I can't do that.

Why do you want to operate so badly?

Why are you so obsessed?

Does a doctor need a reason

to save a patient's life?

No. There's another reason.

What do you want me to say? Aren't you sick of this yet?

-You have another reason. -Fine, I'm shallow.

I'm shallow and obsessed with going back to Seoul.

-I'm trying to fill my thesis-- -Stop lying.

If the thesis was so important, why did you offer it to Dr. Kim Do-hun?

I heard you'll let him keep your thesis

if he lets you operate

and gives you the best staff possible.

Why are you willing to go so far just to operate on him?

My mom died...

because I wasn't there.

But I'm here for this patient.

She could've lived.

She could've lived, but I...

I cut off

the opportunity

for my mom to live.

I won't repeat that.

The patient is still alive,

and there's hope for as long as he's alive.

So I can't give up. I won't give up.

Giving up means...

It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

Mr. Seol asked me to give this to you.

What is it?

A pledge to donate his body.

He wants to donate it to you.

He apologizes for not getting the surgery,

but he wants to contribute to the research.

Mr. Seol Jae-chan told me

that death is

not a failure, but a conclusion.

What do you think?

I'm not sure yet.

It's too difficult a problem.

It's also a question

that we'll keep facing as doctors.

-Goodness. -Hello.

Thank you for coming all the way here.

Gosh.

-We should've gone to the village hall. -Thank you for coming.

-Yes. -But his knee is too weak.

Does it hurt a lot?

-Yes. -I'll give you some medicine.

HOSPITAL SHIP: ON-LAND CLINIC

All right.

-Welcome, everyone. -Hello.

-Long time no see. -Hello. Are you okay?

-Careful. -Hi there.

-Have you eaten? -Hello.

-Take your time. -Hello.

-Please walk slowly. -Exhale.

-That's what happened. -I see.

When did you start having those symptoms?

-Here you go. -Thank you.

-Drink it up. -Okay.

Please come in.

-I've been worn out these days. -I see.

-Why are you here? -My back hurts.

Doctor, we're going on a picnic.

-The entire bus can go on the boat. -Nice.

We're going to take this all the way to Seoul.

Lucky you.

You're going on the picnic as planned.

How do you feel?

Dr. Kwak comes frequently to take care of me.

No, I'm already on the bus.

Yes, I'm on my way.

What?

Mr. Chu already left.

Doctor? Dr. Song?

What's going on?

Dr. Song.

Hurry. Please hurry, Nurse Pyo.

Run.

-Hurry. -Run.

-This way. -Over there.

Come out, Min. It's okay.

It's okay.

Dr. Song, please take her.

Okay. It's okay.

Oh my gosh.

-Mommy. -It's okay.

-Oh no. -What's going on?

-Where does it hurt? -Here.

Take a deep breath.

Good.

NUMBER 11, IMMEDIATE

Okay. Hang in there.

Take a deep breath. Where does it hurt?

You'll be okay.

-Mr. Seol. Are you okay? -Hey.

Yes, I'm fine. Go treat the kids.

Go on. Hurry.

Dr. Song.

-Where's the Coast Guard? -The helicopter is 30 minutes away.

The boat is an hour away.

The triage is almost complete.

Luckily, there aren't many in critical condition.

Nurse Yoo, get neck braces for patients five, seven, and eight.

-Yes, Doctor. -Dr. Kwak...

What's wrong? What is it?

It's nothing. I think it's dislocated.

-We need to pop it back in. -Check on patients two and three first.

He says it's hard to breathe. Hopefully, it's not pneumothorax.

PNEUMOTHORAX: COLLAPSED LUNG

Go on.

Let me look at your arm.

-Treat the patients first. -You're a patient right now too.

If the dislocation interrupts your blood supply,

you may lose the use of your arm.

You don't trust me?

-Have you done it before? -Many times.

-Then-- -It'll hurt.

I said I've done it many times.

Oh my gosh.

Over here!

-Come here! -Okay.

Be careful.

-Over here. -Sir, where does it hurt?

Sir.

I feel like my insides are all jumbled up.

I feel like vomiting.

-Doctor. -What's going on here?

Dr. Song, your arm...

-Let's lay you down slowly. Help me. -Hold on.

-Here. -Let me.

Hurry.

It's okay. Let me see your mouth.

Milk.

Nurse Yang, check every bag and see if there's any milk.

Okay.

There.

-Unbutton his shirt. -Okay.

-Oh my goodness. -Captain.

What?

What's wrong with my stomach?

What happened?

-Is there a problem? -Yes.

-Is it serious? -I can't say it isn't.

Doctor.

Then will I die?

Will I?

No, you will not. Saline.

Saving patients is what we doctors do.

Right?

Sir, you are extremely lucky.

We have a top surgeon here. Take a deep breath.

Okay, shall we begin?

How can I help?

We'll make an abdominal silo. You know what I mean, right?

Let's begin.

Hang in there.

Hang in there.

Here, Doctor.

-Hold the gauze. -Okay.

Tape it down.

Hang in there.

One more.

Give him IV fluids, and move him on the first transport.

Okay.

Hey. Bring the stretcher here!

Have you seen San?

I can't find San.

Hurry. That way.

Hyeon.

-Yes? -He's not here. San isn't here.

-San isn't here? -No.

San. Kang San.

San.

-No! -Oh my gosh.

Subtitle translation by Lexi Lee