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[opening theme music playing]

THE TRAUMA CODE: HEROES ON CALL

[tense music playing]

[Jae-won screams]
No! I really can't do it.

Really, really, really, really.

[frightened screaming]

[adventurous music playing]

Whoa! What are you doing?

[Jae-won continues screaming]

You're not thinking
of jumping down, are you?

-See you down there.
-[Jae-won] Help me!

-Can anyone help me?
-Dr. Baek!

[screaming]

Are you sure that man's a doctor?

[Jae-won] Someone stop him!

[screams]

[whimpering]

[screaming]

Stop, Dr. Baek, you'll die!
That's a cliff face!

Don't go, Dr. Baek! No!

[distorted] No!

[grunts]

[Jae-won whimpering]

Take me with you!

[yelping]

[grunting, whimpering]

[screaming]

[whimpering]

Oh, no! Oh, no!

This is terrifying.

[whimpering]

Hold on! I need your help!

Who are you?

Oh, don't worry.
This is Dr. Baek Kang-hyuk.

Stethoscope now!

-Yes, sir. Right here!
-[Kang-hyuk] Quickly!

Here.

[wind whistling]

[enigmatic music plays]

No breathing sounds
on the upper lobe of the right lung.

What's that mean?

Uh, uh…

Um, it's pneumothorax!

[Kang-hyuk] I said
there are no breath sounds at all.

CONDITION WHERE A HOLE
IN THE LUNGS CAUSES AIR TO ACCUMULATE

-[Jae-won] Tension pneumothorax.
-[Kang-hyuk] Then what's next?

Air is trapped!

We need to extract it with centesis!

[Kang-hyuk] Hold tight!

[air hissing]

[low rumbling]

[Jae-won] Uh, uh, Dr. Baek!

The patient isn't conscious.

But if the trapped air is the cause,
by now--

He should be coughing.
Ask him where he is.

Pupils… are not responding, Dr. Baek.

It's papilledema.
He's hemorrhaged already.

[Jae-won] What?

[Kang-hyuk] Need to relieve
intracranial pressure now!

Can we do that?
Is that even safe to do here?

A decompression?

What's the patient's condition?

Let's get him in the air.

The helicopter can't stay here.

Let's get the patient secured.

Uh…

Raising the hoist now.

[motor whirring]

Get ready!

We're gonna crack the patient's skull!

What?

I'm telling you!

Huh? What?

-We're gonna crack his skull!
-[screams]

Okay?

Huh?

[Kang-hyuk] Snap out of it!
Gonna let your fear of heights get to you?

Focus on the patient. You hear me?

[monitor beeping]

Focus on the patient.

Let's start.

Make it a close shave.

Just a moment, Dr. Baek.
Are you really gonna do it here?

Yeah, we land in 15.

And another 15
between landing and surgery.

If we don't operate immediately,
this guy won't survive the flight.

Let's steady his breathing first.

We'll go with an incision
instead of intubation.

[air hissing]

Mr. An. Get the Ambu bag for me.

All right. I've got it.

[air hisses]

[helicopter rattling]

He's practically glowing.

But you said you wanted a close shave.

Yeah, it looks good.

[chuckles softly]

Disinfect with Betadine
and pull his scalp open.

Yes, sir.

Doctor, um,

is this even possible… in a helicopter?

Done it in worse places.

[Jae-won] Where?

Afghanistan.

-[ominous music playing]
-[automatic gunfire]

[automatic gunfire continues]

Hey, where's the tool kit?

The box is behind you!

[gunfire continues]

Whoa.

[monitor continues beeping]

We've dealt with
the fasciotomy and anesthesia.

What do we do about the hole?

-What? You didn't bring a hand drill?
-[Jae-won] Pardon?

-[Kang-hyuk sighs]
-Drill.

I guess a hand drill isn't standard
for a trauma kit.

What do you want it for?

-Pour it on.
-[Jae-won] Sir?

-Huh?
-[Kang-hyuk] Pour the disinfectant.

Pour… Yes, sir.

What…

-What are you gonna do with that?
-Would you quit running your mouth?

This has to be exact.

But, uh…

J… j… just wait, Dr. Baek!
This doesn't feel right.

Sh!

There has to be another way to do this.

All right, here it is.

[tense music plays and stops]

[contentedly sighs] Look at that.

Tea just always tastes better like this.

-[helicopter whirring]
-[cup rattling]

What on earth?

Earthquake.

It's an earthquake.

Wow. He actually transported
a patient here via helicopter.

I've never seen this happen before.

Oh, I've seen it about ten times.
I've five years' experience, so…

Ten times though?

Yes. When Dr. Kwon was here.

However, three of them died
during landing.

Really? Why?

It's a pretty hard location
to land, actually.

Each moment is critical.

Landing takes forever,
so we really have to hurry.

-Ah.
-Gosh.

[sighs]

Here we are. Clear to disembark.

[funky music playing]

[Jung-heon] One, two, three.

-To the OR immediately!
-[Jung-heon] Yes, sir.

-I need your help with admission!
-[Jung-heon] Understood.

-And you!
-Yes, sir!

Keep a tight grip on that gauze for me.

Okay. I'll keep pressure.

Let's go!

And push!

[all straining]

[suspenseful continues]

Let's go.

Dr. Baek. I'm trying
to call the anesthesiologist.

What?

-What's going on?
-Not responding?

[nurse] His shift's been extended,
so he should be on duty.

This guy… I mean, who does he think he is?

NURSE KIM SEONG-YUN
EMERGENCY ROOM, HNUH

[Dr. Hwang] Ten minutes.

Let's hold out for ten more minutes.
Just ten more minutes.

Okay, ten minutes.

Then I'll clock out.

Just a little bit longer.
Okay. Just ten more minutes.

[Kang-hyuk] So he wants to make sure
he gets off at 12:00?

Ah, Jesus! I wanna wring
that little fucker by the neck!

[grunts]

Killing him can wait.
Anesthesia's more important right now.

I'll track this guy down.

No. I don't need
assholes like him around here.

Find someone else.

Nobody else is available right now.
It's just Dr. Hwang Seon-u.

Wait. The one we had for
the thoracotomy earlier today.

Park, uh, Gyeong-won?

No, no, he's not ready.

-Why not?
-He's a fourth-year.

[sighs] Ah, whatever.
Call him right now for me.

[Jang-mi] Really, now?

Fourth-years are usually exempt
from hospital work

so they can prepare for their exams.

So it'd probably be a major inconvenience.

We don't have the luxury of being polite.

-Otherwise, we'd never save any patients.
-[Jang-mi scoffs]

[Kang-hyuk] Just call him right away.
Should I do it?

All right.

[phone buzzing]

NURSE CHEON JANG-MI

This is anesthesiology resident
Park Gyeong-won.

This is Dr. Baek Kang-hyuk
from trauma surgery.

I need you to come down here right now.

All right. What for?

[Kang-hyuk] Emergency surgery.

Huh?

-Are you there?
-Whoa, stop!

[Kang-hyuk] Why can't I… hear anything?
Hello?

Huh?

I can't hear anything.

[quietly] Are you crazy?

[clears throat]

Ah! Dr. Park. Hello.
I'm Nurse Cheon Jang-mi in trauma surgery.

[laughs] We need a fill-in
for Dr. Hwang Seon-u.

And the other doctors on call?

[Jang-mi] The office wants us
to wait another hour,

but the patient is in
really critical condition.

We need someone now. Hmm.

Ah, all right. Fine.

-[Jang-mi] Thank you so much.
-[disconnect tone]

[Jae-won] The patient's blood pressure.

[Kang-hyuk] Push two amps of
IV dexamethasone and up the mannitol.

-[Jang-mi] Yes, Doctor.
-Get me a central line.

[nurse] Yes, sir.

[monitor rapidly beeping]

[Jae-won] I'll prepare the ultrasound.

[uneasy music playing]

[Kang-hyuk] I can't get a pulse.

[Jae-won] Are you sticking him right now?
I'll get the ultrasound.

[Kang-hyuk] Patient'll die before.

[Jae-won] If you stick him blind,
you could hit an artery! Let me--

[Kang-hyuk] Hey, Anus.

Watch closely.

Seeing the color of the blood,
I've hit the right spot.

[Jae-won] Uh…

[Kang-hyuk] It's important to consider
the actual condition of a trauma patient

rather than just referring to
what you learned in a textbook.

'Cause if you don't,

you could end up killing a patient
who should have lived.

-Which you almost did.
-[syringe clatters]

Let's go with remifentanil
and ketamine as anesthetics.

The surgery will relieve
the intracranial pressure.

As for the blood pressure,

use inotropics if it gets too low.

The heart

will be okay.

[Jae-won] No.

It's not okay.

[tense instrumental music playing]

My heart is pounding.

What kind of miracle
is he going to work this time?

[music fades]

[Kang-hyuk] Let's begin surgery.

[Jae-won] Yes, Doctor.

Ugh! Jesus Christ! That psycho.

Huh?

First day he calls a helicopter? Huh?

Huh? Jae-hun.

Jae-hun. Jae-hun! You see the helicopter?
That Baek Kang-hyuk, he--

What's got you so worked up now?

I heard about it too.

Apparently, he was transporting a patient.

He got in the helicopter
with Yang Jae-won.

He's determined to run
this entire hospital into the ground.

Wait! Yang Jae-won too?

He's the doctor on call
with the Trauma Unit today.

Right now, as we speak,
they're in surgery.

Yang Jae-won rode along with

Baek Kang-hyuk?

-Now they're in surgery?
-[phone buzzes]

I have a bad feeling.

You don't suppose Baek Kang-hyuk
wants to steal my protégé, do you?

-Hold on.
-No, no, that's not it.

He wouldn't dare take the head
of general surgery's favorite student.

-The director wants me.
-There is a chance though.

Yang Jae-won is an impressive student.

[crowd cheering, applauding]

[breathing heavily]

Thank you so much.

HANKUK NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL
SCHOLARSHIP PRESENTATION CEREMONY

[Yu-rim] A full ride to Hankuk National
University Medical School.

The undisputed valedictorian.

[claps hands]

I won't let him go.

He's my protégé.

Ah!

Jae-hun?

[gasps]

Wait. What do you mean by that?

You're saying they did what now?

The person who introduced
Minister Kang to Dr. Baek

was Director Oh of Chilseong Hospital.

[gasping]

[sighs] I let myself
get completely blindsided.

Either way, this is all quite worrying.

Dr. Baek, they say
he is an incredibly talented surgeon.

He even saves patients
at the edge of death.

So I'm sure he's gonna pour money
into their treatment.

In that case,
for every life that he saves,

this hospital will keep bleeding money!

That's exactly what
Director Oh wanted, wasn't it?

[exhales sharply]

When he presented
the minister's recommendation,

we didn't really have
a valid reason to turn him away.

So I was thinking,

"Meet him and offer him such a low salary
that he would never wanna work here."

Right?

[enigmatic music playing]

[gentle piano music playing]

[woman] Wow. He's so handsome.

Oh. Mr. Baek Kang-hyuk?

Yes.

I'll accept
the attending surgeon position.

Uh…

You mean…

Just like that?

I've always wanted
to work at your hospital.

Uh, even so,
uh, at least hear the terms first.

What terms? Salary?

Salary's quite low, I'm guessing.

Shoes like these,
a suit like this, and watches like these,

I can already afford all this
with the money I have now.

And I'm not a doctor for the money.

But duty always calls.

-Hmm.
-[Jo-eun] You seem nice.

You don't need the cash,
and you have principles too.

What you don't have is manners.

It's no wonder that man's from Muhan.

I mean, the lowbrow just act like that.

Always so in-your-face! It's annoying!

[annoyed sigh]

Uh, Director Choi?

What do you think about the idea of

letting him go in our next assessment?

You can't be serious.

Forgive me. It was nothing.

The next assessment's too far away.

Honestly, we have to get rid of
this intruder much sooner.

[jaunty music playing]

UNKNOWN MALE
INTRACRANIAL DECOMPRESSION

[Kang-hyuk] Scalpel.

[monitor beeping]

[pensive music playing]

[Jae-won] This is crazy.

He shows no hesitation whatsoever.

[Kang-hyuk] Army.

Hand drill.

[Jae-won] Wow, look.
Look at him handling the drill.

[Kang-hyuk] Okay, EVD.

[Jae-won] Uh… oh…

Oh… Oh!

I can't believe how good he is.

Uh…

[Kang-hyuk] All right. The head is done.

Next is his lung.

[clock ticking]

UNKNOWN MALE
INTRACRANIAL DECOMPRESSION

PARTIAL LUNG RESECTION

[quirky music playing]

[Jae-won] First, we cut the artery
in the right lower lobe.

This is to reduce the amount of bleeding.

Next, we cut the bronchus to make sure air
doesn't leak into the damaged region.

Last is the vein.

Then the right lower lobe
comes away with ease.

And the cause of
the patient's pain… is removed.

[Kang-hyuk] All right. Done.

-Send it to the lab.
-[Jae-won] Yes, sir.

-[Kang-hyuk] Anus.
-Yes, sir?

[Kang-hyuk] Let's close the chest cavity.

[Jae-won] In two hours, he performed
a decompression of intracranial pressure

and a partial lung resection.

[Kang-hyuk] Hey!

[Jae-won yelping and gasping]

[Jang-mi] Sending the specimen out.

[Kang-hyuk scoffs]

-You're staring.
-What?

Are you in awe of my surgical skills?

Uh, what? Why would I? I…

You're pretty good.

How would you know?

Got plans for next year?

Can't spend two years
studying colorectal surgery.

Aren't you being dismissive of
other specialties?

What's wrong with colorectal?

Well, you're the one being
dismissive and condescending.

You have this cushy position,
all while you wait for something to fall

right into your lap. That the plan?

-No, it's not.
-[chuckles]

Really?

Then allow me to introduce you
to a specialty with a great opening.

Trauma surgery fellow.

Fellow, you say?

[screams]

Is that really your reaction?

[sighs] I'm not saying I don't want it.

So it's settled.

Uh, this is all so sudden.
I need more time to think this over.

Why? Why can't you do it?

I would like to hear your reasoning.
Go ahead. Come on.

It's just that…
Well, it's not so much that I can't.

It's more that it's just a really
consequential life decision.

You have three seconds to tell me,
or it's a yes.

It's just that my adviser wants me to be

a second-year fellow
in colorectal surgery next year--

-What kind of reason is that?
-Um…

Huh? You decide what you want, right?

Well…

Right? Think your adviser's always
gonna be there for you?

-Uh…
-They promise to make you an attending?

They didn't?
Then why are you so loyal to them?

[sighs] This isn't about grand gestures.

This is an education. It's really simple.

"I will teach you if you want it."

-[groans] Yep.
-Ah. My ID.

Oh, right, Dr. Baek.

-Thank you.
-Yep.

I'm offering you a really great deal.
I'm the best mentor you could ask for.

You know that.

I understand what you're saying.

Ah! There's just no way.
My adviser won't--

-Your damn adviser again?
-[whimpers]

You're saying that this adviser guy
calls the shots, right?

Okay.

Where are you going?

[enigmatic music playing]

Who could it be? Huh?

Who decided
to put all these boxes right here?

Who put Dr. Baek's stuff here?
Who the hell did this? Confess!

Seriously? The man's been working here
one day, and he's already a nuisance!

This is ridiculous.
I'm the head of general surgery,

and he hasn't even stopped by
to introduce himself,

even though I'm right next door.

-[Kang-hyuk] Talking about me?
-Ah!

What are you doing?

I came to introduce myself
since we're neighbors.

[scoffs]

Ah, well… So you let yourself in
without asking permission?

Come on, take a seat.
It's an urgent matter.

It's my office!
You don't get to tell me to--

You prefer to stand?

Whatever suits you.

[scoffs] All right, let's talk.

Dammit.

All right. [groans]

What's so urgent?

You have a fellow working for you called
Yang Jae-won, isn't that right?

Yes, I do.

Real whiz kid. My protégé.

All right, well, uh,
I'd like to teach him for a change.

[scoffs]

Didn't they teach you etiquette
at your university?

-[chuckles]
-Now, look here, Dr. Baek.

He is my fellow! Got it? My fellow!

[sighs] Yours? Oh, come on now.
Don't be like that.

I would argue that
this is a decision only he can make.

[scoffs]

Oh really?

Well, did he say that he would choose
trauma surgery if we let him decide?

He and I go way back, you understand?

No way that he would do
something like that.

You mean… you're not worried?

Not even a little?
Like, what if he rejects you?

Are you serious? Not at all.

So… in that case,
let's let Yang Jae-won decide.

Deal?

Deal.

Okay.

The three of us should meet
at four o'clock to discuss it together.

[door opens]

-[door closes]
-Somehow, I feel cheated.

[Jae-won] Take the offer.

Don't take it.

Take the offer.

Don't take it.

Take the offer?

Don't take it.

There is my answer. No deal.

[man] There you are!

The great Dr. Yang Jae-dong.

So what brings you to the roof?

Dr. Yang Jae-dong,

the man who got an offer
to join the trauma surgery department.

[sighs]

You know, something's off about you.

It's your expression.

Like you're deep in thought.

It's just that if… if I had received
that offer yesterday,

I would've rejected it.

-Yeah?
-And yet…

I can't avoid having
these strange thoughts.

"If I join trauma surgery,
could I become like Dr. Baek?" You know?

What? No! You're nothing alike.

Wh… why?

I heard about the helicopter.

And that… you rappelled down.

Well, can you keep doing things like that?

[mysterious music playing]

[screaming]

-Ah!
-Eh?

Yeah, yeah, I couldn't do that.

Jae-won.

Do you possess a powerful sense of duty?

-You mean like--
-Yeah.

Or like

are you a risk-taker?

No, I'm the most ordinary person I know.

That's right!

Only risk-takers with a sense of duty
can survive in the trauma department.

Just like…

like Dr. Baek.

Hmm?

[quirky jazz music playing]

See you down there.

[grunts]

[sighs]

A risk-taker with a sense of duty.

[music stops]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're… you're right. I agree.

You made it all make sense.

-I appreciate that. See you later. Yeah.
-'Kay.

[phone chimes]

[Jae-won] Dr. Baek.
Thank you for the offer.

But I've decided to dedicate my life
to colorectal surgery.

Oh, come on.

[Kang-hyuk] Four o'clock. My office.

[phone chimes]

Hey, Gangster.

-Oh, hey, boss.
-Huh?

Ah. Well, you call me "Gangster,"
so it's only right you're my boss.

You're wearing a white coat today.
You look like a real doctor now.

Enough of that.

I need to know how to win someone over.

Win someone over?

I heard you with the anesthesiologist.
You were convincing.

I didn't have to win him over.
I was asking him for a favor.

Yeah, well, it was effective.

Give me some tips, will ya?

I don't want to.

Yang Jae-won.

What if he worked as a fellow in here?

Who?

Yang Jae-won.

Jae-won, huh?

Well, I will say that Jae-won is liked
by all the Trauma Unit nurses here.

Oh, I'm sure he is.
A soft-hearted guy like that.

Ah, it's just that

he's saying he doesn't want it.

How sad for you.

Listen to me.

As someone who's worked here
for five years,

you don't want the Trauma Unit
to be completely dissolved, right?

'Cause we're in the same boat now.

And I want another person to row with us.

-Yeah?
-One more, hmm.

[jaunty music playing]

We should talk in private.

No, no, no!

No! That's not what I'm saying here.

[frustrated sigh]

Jae-won is a compassionate guy.

Try being a little more compassionate.

[tuts] Gonna be difficult
since I'm known for being an asshole,

and you're saying be compassionate.

Be compassionate, huh? Like how?

You know.
Why did you want to become a doctor?

Me? 'Cause of my father.

Oh, that's perfect! Ooh!

Have a sit-down where you exchange stories
like that back and forth.

Ah! Using my own story like that, huh?

Yeah, you're not lying or anything.

Just have a conversation
with him, Dr. Baek.

Don't all personal connections
begin with conversation?

-Eh…
-[sighs]

Seriously. You don't have time for this.

It looks like Dr. Han already got to work.

What?

I called about removing a patient
from the ICU,

and they told me
Jae-won got a call from Dr. Han.

What? Oh shit.

[gentle piano music playing]

[Yu-rim] This teacup.

It's a Goryeo celadon.

It's a beautiful thing.
It adds something special to the tea.

[laughs]

Oh, yes. Drink, drink.

[chuckles]

-Mmm.
-That's hot.

You and I graduated
from Hankuk National University.

Which lends a certain credibility
to what we say. Hmm?

Going forward, you should follow my lead.

I promise it'll be smooth sailing.

You struggling under the supervision
of that Muhan University grad

would be a tragedy.

And I don't want that for you.

-Mmm.
-Uh, Dr. Han.

Oh, yes?

If this is about
Dr. Baek Kang-hyuk's offer, I apologize.

[Yu-rim laughs]

You know,
I wanted to see you because I recalled

that when my mentor left,
he gave me this teacup as a gift.

He said that one day,
I would find a protégé worthy of it.

And I think I've finally realized
who that is.

You have?

You.

[elevator bell dings]

[rousing music playing]

[Yu-rim] Oh, it's no big deal.

-What the--
-Dr. Baek.

What are… what are you doing?

What are you doing? Wait!
Whoa! What the hell?

-The hell? Have you completely lost it?
-Wait, wait!

What are you doing barging in like this?

[exhales sharply]
I believe the three of us should talk now.

We said four o'clock earlier.

And that we would meet
to talk about it together.

But… it's only 3:20 right now.

Oh yeah? We don't have to wait until then.
Let's talk about it right now.

Yes, let's do it.

-[groans]
-Hey now!

This is great. Take a seat.

Always so disrespectful.

So tell me.

Yes?

Are you choosing colorectal surgery
or trauma surgery?

[uncomfortable sigh]

The thing is…

[Yu-rim] Of course
it's colorectal surgery.

I've already taught him all the basics.

He'll start writing his own papers
next year and soon become an attending.

[gasps]

Attending?

You know that's never happening.

He wants you to do grunt work
for two years

in exchange for making you a specialist.

Excuse me. Why do you have to put
such a terrible spin on things?

Hold on. You're saying you have
an attending position ready to go?

An attending isn't something
you can just offer.

When one becomes available,

only those who are ready
will be able to take it. Understand?

Right. And that's exactly what
I want to explain to him right now.

I can prepare him for that as well. Huh?
Under my supervision, in just…

In five years, I promise you

he'll be able to do
a quarter of what I can.

Five years…

Gee. I wonder why such a talented man
ended up studying at Muhan University.

Ha! You think doctors
save people's lives with their degrees?

Baek Kang-hyuk, level with me.

Why are you working here, hmm?
You're here to polish your résumé

after graduating from such
an embarrassment of a university!

-[Jae-won] Take it easy, Dr. Baek.
-Shut it!

-Are you done talking now?
-What the--

Say it again!

Yeah? Well, I wasn't finished talking!

You were the one who started
talking smack, huh?

All while you keep
going on about your skills.

Guess what?

Those credentials everyone respects,
I have those.

That's right.
I went to Hankuk National University

and obtained a subspecialty
in colorectal surgery.

-Yeah? What else?
-A subspecialty in colonoscopy.

A Ministry of Health and Welfare
certified colorectal specialist.

A specialist in colorectal medicine.

Lifetime member, Korean Surgical Society.

Clinical instructor,
Hankuk National University.

[rapid voice]
Colombian Colorectal Society.

Korean Society for Vascular Surgery.

[rapidly talking indistinctly]

[rapid talking continues]

MUHAN UNIVERSITY GRADUATE
FIRST ATTENDING SURGEON ROLE

[Jang-mi] So, will he choose
the credentials of Han Yu-rim

or the skills of Baek Kang-hyuk?

[moans] That's gotta be a headache
for Dr. Yang. He has to choose one.

Does that mean, if we're lucky,
Dr. Yang will work with us?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Obviously, it's no contest.

The head of general surgery
has more clout than some newbie.

Right.

Dr. Baek will just end up like Dr. Kwon,
fighting tooth and nail all on his own.

That would be my guess.

Bet on it?

Hmm?

Eh.

How much?

[Yu-rim] You know, the number of plaques
I've received from these societies

for my exemplary work
is as many as my age.

Jae-won, commit yourself to your work,

and one day, you can reach
the same heights that I have. Understand?

[Kang-hyuk] You don't have
a single picture taken with a patient.

What's that?

Is this a difficult choice?

Yes.

Why?

To be honest,

I'm not confident with trauma surgery.

Not confident.

[plaque clatters]

Yang Jae-won.

It's time for you to decide. Huh?

Colorectal or trauma surgery?

Uh…

Is it me or Baek Kang-hyuk?

I think, Dr. Han, um…

-[Kang-hyuk] It's me, isn't it? Isn't it?
-Uh…

-Well…
-Forget it.

I said forget it.

[sighs]

Kids like you who weigh the odds,
you can't save lives.

You'll lose patients hesitating like that.

[Yu-rim] Don't worry about him.

[door closes]

-Yang Jae-won.
-Uh, Dr. Baek.

-Hold on! Yang Jae-won.
-Just wait!

-Yang Jae-won.
-[door closes]

[blows]

[Jae-won] Just a minute.

Dr. Baek. [panting]

The thing is…

What I meant was…

What I was thinking was…
what I could even do as a trauma surgeon?

[Kang-hyuk] Isn't it obvious?

The things that happened today
will continue to happen.

And over time,

eventually, you'll be able to
save lives all on your own.

[Kang-hyuk sighs]

[Jae-won] All of those people.

Are they all patients you've saved?

Rania.

She suffered so much brain damage
after a bombing

that the surgery took eight whole hours.

Bombs were falling, and we were
running low on blood to transfuse.

[Kang-hyuk] Well done.

It was a tough battle
for that young child.

Did she survive?

Yeah. She wants to be a doctor.

[emotional music playing]

[sobbing]

That old guy over there is… Masoud.

He flat-out refused to be treated
by any other doctor. I was the only one.

[in Arabic] I don't trust him.
Bring me a Muslim doctor.

[in English] Jesus, old man.
You're a stubborn one.

Your blood pressure's dropping. Quiet!

[in Arabic] What is that?

[in English] Ah. Finally, some quiet.

[Kang-hyuk] He kept talking about
wanting me to be his son-in-law.

He considered you part of his family.

[music fades]

[Jang-mi] Jae-won is a compassionate guy.

Try being a little more compassionate.

So…

[gentle piano music playing]

…why did you wanna become a doctor?

Do you think that…

like me,
it's because you wanted to save lives?

Yang Jae-won! Yang Jae-won!

Dr. Yang.

Son of a bitch.

I said I'd give you this. Look!
Why can't you see how I feel?

I want you to have this!

[Jae-won breathes heavily]

Dr. Han.

I don't think that I

want that teacup anymore.

-[uplifting music playing]
-[Yu-rim] Huh?

This is from the Goryeo dynasty.
It's Goryeo celadon.

Haven't you heard of Goryeo celadons?

I will…

join the trauma surgery department.

-[Kang-hyuk chuckles]
-You don't understand.

Fellows, you know?
They don't choose the field they're in.

They do what they're told to do.

Hey, hey!
Didn't you say his decision was final?

-No, no. That was--
-Right, let's get to work.

-[Yu-rim] No. Wait.
-Uh…

-[Yu-rim] Wait a minute!
-I'm sorry, but--

-Yang Jae-won!
-I'm sorry, sir!

-Please stay healthy, sir!
-Yang Jae-won!

You better let go of me! Let go!
Don't touch me. Get off!

-You son of a bitch.
-You can't be serious.

That right there is just a knock-off.

You have no clue
what you're talking about.

No, I'm pretty good at that sort of thing.

Goryeo celadons…
aren't typically decorated this way.

[exclaims]

You should get it… Go get it appraised.

What the hell do you know?

Knock-off.

-Knock-off?
-[shattering]

[angrily huffing]

Yang Jae-won.

You're my enemy from now on.

As a fellow alumnus,
I took good care of you.

But now he's a traitor!

He dares reject me? Traitor!

Yang Jae-won.

[tense percussive music playing]

Traitor.

[exhales sharply]

[maniacal chuckle]

[huffing]

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEND THE EMAIL?
YES

-[phones chime]
-Huh? What is this?

[man 2] What on earth?

Seriously?

[phones chiming]

[doctors murmuring]

[phones continue chiming]

[gasps]

[all murmuring]

[tense percussive music continues]

[music stops]

Ah!

All right, all right, all right.
Tell me. Spit it out.

Let's start off with some deep breaths.
You remember Lamaze breathing?

[rhythmic breathing]

Ugh. Would you just tell me?
I don't have time for all this.

Hey! The fellows are freaking out.

Dr. Han Yu-rim sent an email to everybody.

So what was it about? What? What?

"From now on--"
Ugh. Here. It's right here.

-Let's see. C'mon. What?
-I can't bring myself to read it out loud.

"Starting today,
all Trauma Unit on-call duties

are reassigned to Dr. Yang Jae-won."

[enigmatic music playing]

ALL TRAUMA TEAM ON-CALL DUTIES
ARE ASSIGNED TO YANG JAE-WON

[screams]

Hey. Just apologize. Get on your knees
and grovel for dear life.

[screams] I can't, I can't, I can't.
I won't, I won't.

You take all these on-call shifts,
you'll be in deep shit.

[screaming]

TRAUMA TEAM: YANG JAE-WON, YANG JAE-WON,
YANG JAE-WON, YANG JAE-WON, YANG JAE-WON

[Kang-hyuk] Pushing him
off the cliff, huh?

-[phone buzzing]
-[sighs]

Yes, Doctor?

[Kang-hyuk] What's with your voice?
Did someone die? Are you crying?

No, it's just

I'm in deep shit now.

It appears Dr. Han Yu-rim
has assigned all on-call duties

to me for the Trauma Unit.

So what?

Trauma department
is always on call anyway.

[Jae-won] Ah.

In Korea, one specialist handles
all trauma patients

24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Hey.

Don't tell me you didn't consider that
when you agreed to join trauma surgery.

-[Jae-won groans]
-Huh?

You just… haven't found your place yet.

Hey, I'm right here.

Ah, Jesus. Dr. Baek.

Don't worry.

You won't have to work those shifts
on your own for now.

Can't let you go around killing people.

[gentle piano music playing]

In a way, this is actually good for you.

You need to be on call anyway.

At least the whole hospital
knows about it now

and that we're working our asses off.

I think it's always good when everybody
else knows what you're going through.

Hmm?

Let's go. We should check on the ICU.

So, uh,

why pick me of all people, anyway?

Easy.

I saw how you run.

[poignant music playing]

Every single time I saw you…
you were running.

Off to save a patient.

Then I'll work hard…

so you don't… regret your choice.

Well, I'm gonna make sure
that you… regret your choice.

[music intensifies]

[Jae-won] By the way, Dr. Baek,
weren't you on the Syria team

as part of
the Doctors for International Peace?

[Kang-hyuk] Yes. Why?

[Jae-won] But didn't you say
you were in Afghanistan?

[Kang-hyuk] Never mind that.

Why don't you just go reply
to Dr. Han's email?

[poignant music continues]

[Jae-won] Hello, Dr. Han.
This is Yang Jae-won.

Dr. Baek has asked me
to pass on a message.

He says that the teacup is Goryeo celadon.

[grunts and screams]

Baek Kang-hyuk!

[Kang-hyuk] "Trauma Center."
It has a nice ring to it.

Now, Anus, you just follow my lead.

-Yes, Dr. Baek.
-Congratulations!

[all cheering]

[laughter]

[gasps]

-Aah. I love the smell of cash.
-[chuckles]

[sighs] I wonder
if Jae-won is gonna last though.

We'll see.

Double or nothing?

You're on!

[Jae-won] Today, I finally accepted
what Dr. Baek was trying to tell me.

That if I continue to follow him,
to learn from him just as I am now,

then one day,
I will be that kind of doctor,

the kind that saves lives.

And this is only the beginning,
not just for the Trauma Center,

but for my life as a doctor too.

[siren wailing]

[funky music playing]

[music stops]

[poignant instrumental music playing]

[music fades]