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"Welcome to JackJack Red Cross Hospital, how may I help you?" the reception lady asked as soon as I entered the Hospital.
The smell of sanitary fill my nose while I explore the new environment looking around the surroundings trying to feel home.
"I'm the new psychologist in exchange of Mr. Wang," I introduced myself, sliding my ID on the cold desk towards her and led me to a room after typing on her desktop.
She pushed the door open to a spacious room with a small window behind my desk and a coffee table in front of it. She handed me a clipboard filled with different writings and signatures, "This is the names that is reserved to come by today, hope you do well on your first day!" she motivated me as I took my medical uniform from the hanger and wear it.
"Thank you," I replied with a small bow as the receptionist left the room while I comb my hair with my hand and tie it up. As a working student I often moved to different places so I've been used to this type of arrangement, replacing and adding equipment I will often use on my stay.
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"I'm Amy Kim, I'm a doctor from Kim's clinic and decided to move here after 4 years of experience in the medical field, I'm currently studying bachelor degree of architecture. I don't prioritize love nor marriage. While working full time as a psychologist, I expect full cooperation with my team. Nice to meet you all." I ended my speech in front of my team as they raise their hands asking questions.
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My assistant came to my room announcing my first patient. She explained fully about his condition and previous medical records.
A knocking was heard in the front door after a few minutes of discussing. My assistant led two tall boys in, one with extremely fashionable outfit and one with all black outfit. I quickly figured out the patient as soon as I read their body language, the taller boy had a vibrant personality and open minded attitude while the other was extremely dark, and secretive.
"Mr. Min, this is your new psychologist, Dr. Amy Kim, Mr. Wang has retired so you will often have your session with her." my assistant left us in my office as I let the two sat down.
"I believe you are Mr. Min Yoongi," I pointed at the person wearing all black, while I sat down on my spiny chair flipping through the papers about his conditions and old medical records once again.
"I'm sorry but he's kind of an anti social misfit, but he's good somewhere in there. I'm his friend but I consider him my brother. He's got depression after his parents forbid him from making music but now he's overworking since he's a producer, and rapper." Mr. Kim introduced the guy with black outfit and mask as they both sat down on the couch in front of my desk.
"That's very unfortunate to hear, from the way I see it, I can guess that Mr. Min's closet is full of dark clothes. I'm sorry I havent heard lyric music in awhile. I'm a very busy person." I explained as I wrote a few sentence on my paper.
"Well, you're quite a good guesser. Half of his closet has black hoodie and sweater." Mr. Kim responded with a small chuckle getting Mr. Min's attention.
"I'd like to have a talk with Mr. Min alone, please?" I directed Mr. Kim to go out of my office.
"Yoongi hyung don't be so annoyed I can see your glares." Mr. Kim whispered as he patted Mr. Min's shoulder and soon walked out of the room.
"Please remove your mask and hood, there is no paparazzi's here. I'd like to check up on you before our session starts." I took my stethoscope and put it around my neck walking forward the patient as he follows my directions hesitantly.
