Chapter 13 : The World's Greatest Day Trading Competition (1)
Chapter 13 - The World's Greatest Day Trading Competition (1)
One week later.
“That company went bankrupt? You never know what's going to happen in this world.”
“Right? I thought it was a solid company...”
The patients holding meal trays in the central hall of the ward whispered as they watched TV.
‘It’s just like before.’
From the start of the market, Samgu Mulsan went straight to the lower limit.
Since there were many people wanting to sell and no one wanting to buy, there were almost no transactions.
Sell orders just kept piling up, and it looked as if a living hell was unfolding for the existing shareholders on the ask price window.
“I almost lost my entire fortune, but I was saved thanks to you.”
Kim Min-hong brushed over his startled chest.
“I’m glad. You almost had a big problem.”
“I listened to Dr. Cheon Si-hyeon last week and cleared everything at the upper limit. I had actually even taken out a loan to buy more.”
Kim Min-hong spoke with that characteristic expression of watching a fire from across the river after escaping the ant-trap.
“So, let’s have another cup of coffee today.”
It was Kim Min-hong’s superstitious belief that if he made a profit and bought coffee or food for those around him, a bigger profit would follow next time.
Looking back, he was truly a dopamine-driven human.
Take-out coffee cups and slices of cake were placed on the conference room table.
In an atmosphere more harmonious than ever, only Choi Ji-hoon’s expression was poor.
‘What’s with that look? Does he not care if his colleague goes bust?’
He looked extremely vexed that he couldn't give Sihyeon a piece of his mind, which he would have done if Sihyeon had been wrong.
“Ji-hoon, is something wrong?”
“It’s nothing. I’ll head out first.”
Kim Min-hong asked, but Choi Ji-hoon downed the rest of his coffee and simply avoided the spot.
‘I must not miss anything.’
A single trivial memory had changed the situation like this.
The fortunate thing was that even though four years had passed, he remembered the events of his first year quite in detail.
— Humans tend to store learned content along with the surrounding context.
The phrase he had read in a cognitive science book in the past came to mind.
Certainly, being placed in the same time and place as when the memories were formed made memories he thought he had forgotten come back to life.
It was the same on the day he returned to his first year.
As soon as he put on his on-call clothes and held the phone he used at that time in his hand, even memories from his internship days came back naturally, as if they had happened just a few days ago.
Anyway, there would be no more drinking soju with Kim Min-hong while he tore his hair out.
He had to make sure it stayed that way in the future.
……
At the same time, the Ward 9 nurse station of Sama University Hospital.
“Kyah! So refreshing! What’s the occasion today? The Chief bought coffee for the entire nursing office.”
Nurse Lee Seon-ji said, seemingly excited at the rare tea time.
“I guess his investments are going well lately.”
“Stock investing? Should I ask him to teach me too? I need to grow this pittance of a salary somehow...”
“Stop right there, you’ll get hurt. When I saw his account last time, it was all blue. I heard that the reason he made a lot of money this time was because 1st-year Dr. Cheon Si-hyeon told him?”
“Hehe. Then I should ask Dr. Sihyeon.”
Lee Seon-ji’s face brightened.
“By the way, did you hear the rumor about our 1st-year doctors?”
“What rumor?”
“There’s a new recruit in the ER, and I heard she almost got into big trouble during a blind date a while ago. Apparently, the guy tried to put some kind of drug in her glass. And our 1st-year doctors caught him.”
“Wow, crazy. So what happened?”
“What do you think? They called the police immediately and an investigation started. Anyway, it’s a rough world, so you guys be careful too.”
“Excuse me, what did our 1st-years do?”
Someone abruptly cut into the nurses' conversation.
“Ah, Dr. Ji-hoon. No. It’s nothing.”
Lee Seon-ji hurriedly left the spot.
The image of Choi Ji-hoon she remembered was only of him hounding and scolding junior years.
She was worried that she might get caught in the crossfire by speaking needlessly.
“If the handover is finished, you should head home quickly; why is there so much private chatter!”
“Yes, yes, Head Nurse, we’ll go first!”
At the sharp remark from the Head Nurse who appeared late, the nurses quickly finished the handover.
“Hyo-sun, what do you think? Of the new first-year doctors?”
After the night shift nurses left, the Head Nurse asked the nurse who had just started the day shift.
Ward 9 nurse, Park Hyo-sun.
She was the nurse who almost got attacked by a patient during the first rounds.
“I don't know about Dr. Hwang Jin-ho yet, but Dr. Cheon Si-hyeon is... how should I put it... he seems experienced, unlike a first-year. He doesn't seem flustered at all.”
“Really?”
“But Head Nurse, did you mention to anyone else that I’m pregnant?”
“No, I haven't told anyone yet?”
The Head Nurse answered with a puzzled expression.
‘Then how did he know?’
Park Hyo-sun tilted her head slightly and continued entering the nursing records.
……
The next day’s rounds.
“Alright, everyone worked hard today, and let's diligently see the patients today as we—”
“Chief, wait a moment.”
Choi Ji-hoon stopped Kim Min-hong, who was about to stand up.
“I’ve been hearing some strange rumors about the first-years; have you gone outside recently?”
“…….”
At the sudden question, Sihyeon and Hwang Jin-ho couldn't answer immediately.
“We have eaten near the hospital.”
“And? What else?”
At Hwang Jin-ho’s answer, Choi Ji-hoon urged him to speak more.
They had tried so hard to go far from the hospital.
It seemed he had seen them go out for their day off a while ago.
Or perhaps someone had told him.
The hospital world is truly small.
“A drink... and also the police station...”
Hwang Jin-ho answered in a voice that trailed off.
“Drinking on duty? Police station? What kind of trouble are you punks getting into!”
Choi Ji-hoon raised his voice.
‘Anyone listening would think we’re shameless people who drink while on duty.’
Sihyeon frowned.
In fact, the only one on official duty was the second-year, Kim Seok-yong.
The first-years staying at the hospital was more for learning than official duty, and they had no official work at night unless Kim Seok-yong called them separately.
“Doctor, at that time, I told them to go out...”
“I’m sorry. We were short-sighted.”
When Kim Seok-yong tried to defend the two, Sihyeon bowed his head first.
“How many times do I have to tell you to look after the first-years properly? It’s still March. How did you manage them that they drink and wander outside the hospital at will during the 100-day on-call period? How will other departments look at our department?”
“I’m sorry. We will be careful.”
Kim Seok-yong and Kwon Jin-eun answered.
“Dr. Cheon Si-hyeon and Dr. Hwang Jin-ho, as a penalty, review 20 of the latest papers each and make a PPT. The topic is Social Anxiety Disorder.”
“…….”
Hwang Jin-ho’s jaw dropped.
Even if it were Sihyeon, in Hwang Jin-ho’s case, it was a time when he wouldn't be familiar with psychiatric papers since it was the early stage of the first year.
It was a task that might or might not be possible even if he spent all day on it.
‘I thought as much.’
Sihyeon gave a bitter smile internally.
Summarizing 20 of the latest papers each on Social Anxiety Disorder, for a total of 40 papers.
At first glance, it might look like a punishment given to first-years who left the hospital without permission in the evening, but there was an intention of its own.
‘It wouldn't be so annoying if he just asked for help.’
Choi Ji-hoon is scheduled to give an oral presentation as a resident at the spring academic conference in April.
Even if they are just summaries, if he goes in having reviewed about 40 of the latest papers, it’s certain he’ll be evaluated as having prepared well.
“I’ll check them early next week, so prepare them properly by the weekend! Dr. Kim Seok-yong, report to me separately after the outpatient clinic later.”
Slam.
Choi Ji-hoon left the conference room irritably.
Though he might be smiling outside the door.
“Seok-yong, didn't you send them too far when you should have just let them out briefly?”
In the somber atmosphere, Kim Min-hong said with a laugh.
Unexpectedly, Kim Min-hong seemed to know that Kim Seok-yong had told the first-years to go out for a bit.
“Let’s go have a cup of coffee.”
“You treated us yesterday, and today too?”
“It’s fine. I have plenty of money.”
Kim Min-hong said, patting Kim Seok-yong on the shoulder.
……
Cafe Gustav.
It was a cafe located on the terrace of Sama University Hospital.
In weather that was warm for March, patients, guardians, and residents from other departments were out for coffee.
“I don't know why Ji-hoon is being so prickly.”
Kim Min-hong shook his head.
“It’s customary for first-years to go out for a meal once in a while when a second-year is on duty.”
“That’s right. You did the same for us back then.”
The two third-years chimed in.
“In my heart, I want to just let it slide without a penalty, but I can't stop him when his eyes flip like that.”
“It’s alright. I’ll take it as a sign to study hard and work diligently.”
Sihyeon said, as if telling them not to worry.
‘And I can do my daily quest as well.’
Papers were something he had seen countless times over the four years.
Now that he had secured plenty of sleep time with the Deep Sleep Potion.
It wouldn't take much time at all to summarize them to the level Choi Ji-hoon needed.
‘The problem is Jin-ho...’
To be told to summarize papers at a time when he already lacked sleep due to full on-call duties.
This was no different from being told to work without sleeping.
“I’m also fine. Doctor, I guess your stock investing is going well lately? You’re buying coffee frequently.”
Unexpectedly, Hwang Jin-ho also seemed spirited.
“Of course! It’s going very well. I also know of a jackpot stock.”
Kim Min-hong looked triumphant.
“Really? Doctor, please tell me too.”
Hwang Jin-ho showed immediate interest at his words.
“I don’t tell this to just anyone... it’s a company called Danaa Life Science, and they have patents related to immunotherapy.”
‘Danaa Life Science!’
Sihyeon’s eyes widened at Kim Min-hong’s words.
“You know Min-guk from Neurosurgery, my medical school classmate, right? The cousin of someone he knows is a researcher at that company...”
Kim Min-hong spoke with great passion.
It was something I had heard until my ears were calloused during my first year before the regression.
It seemed he had already looked up all the latest papers on the anticancer drug Danaa Life Science was researching.
“Ah, really? Then I should even open a negative margin account to buy some!”
Hwang Jin-ho nodded repeatedly with a look of being possessed by Kim Min-hong’s explanation.
“But that new drug is still in the clinical stage and won’t generate immediate sales, so I think we should approach it cautiously.”
Third-year Ha Do-yeong spoke up.
As a taciturn and cautious person, his investment strategy also tended toward being safety-oriented.
“True. That’s why I’m only planning to put in a little bit.”
Kim Min-hong said, as if telling them to be at ease.
‘Up to here, it’s the same as before...’
The problem was Kim Min-hong’s investment method.
The so-called “upper limit price chasing.”
As much as one could expect high returns due to the high volatility, the possibility of an epic failure was also high.
It was enough to make people use the term “Han River Express.”
In the past, contrary to what he told the other residents, Kim Min-hong made excessive additional purchases following unexpected profits.
And over the next few days of a seesaw market, he repeated additional buying and loss cutting, eventually suffering heavy losses.
‘They say that if you trade stocks like you're gambling, it can certainly become gambling.’
That saying was perfectly suited for Kim Min-hong.
Cheon Si-hyeon, who had been listening silently to the conversation, became lost in complex thoughts.
“Sihyeon, what do you think?”
Kim Min-hong asked just then.
Since he had avoided a huge loss thanks to what Sihyeon had told him last time, his trust was already at its peak.
‘If I use this well...’
After long deliberation, Sihyeon spoke.
“Doctor, I just checked as well, and it seems like a really good company. The pipeline is solid. I think it would be good to buy a bit more.”
“Right? I was thinking the same thing!”
Kim Min-hong seemed to really like what Sihyeon said.
“Jin-ho, let’s go open accounts together during lunch break. The Chief told us about a good stock. Doctor, would you like to come with us too?”
This time, he decided to encourage Kim Min-hong instead. And the other residents as well, while he was at it.
“S... Shall we?”
Hwang Jin-ho and Kim Seok-yong were the steady types who didn't look for lucky breaks, but this time they followed along, feeling like they were joining a friend on a trip.
‘This time, I’ll be the one giving out penalties.’
Sihyeon showed a triumphant smile.
For now, he had to make sure they gathered as many shares as possible until the next Monday morning rounds.