The plague of the village doctor, the persistence of the country's medical difficulties, has brought a new direction.

In the old clinic at the village entrance, young doctors roll up their sleeves for the village women, the most beautiful widow in the village pushes in in a tattered dress, and she's a cold-looking woman who went back to town to take shelter, and she suddenly stops breathing while she's down in the woods, with her fingertips on her wrists, and it's getting closer and closer to her wrists, and the air is lit, and Soo-hyun whispers in his ear, and says, "Don't close at night, and the night lights are just one more. In front of the medicine cabinet, Su-eun went around his waist with his lips almost covered with his neck, his demonic village doctor, and the persistence of rural medicine led to a new direction.