A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 37

Martial Surgeon – Episode 37

Chapter 7: Main Course (7)

The two men with sturdy builds who came to find Jun-hoo were detectives.

They seemed to have come to Jun-hoo to confirm the facts after receiving a report from the anatomy professor the previous day.

Because Jun-hoo was the first to raise suspicions.

Jun-hoo told the detectives, who asked about the situation, only the facts, clearly and concisely.

What he saw.

And only what the medical truth indicated.

“A main course student knows a lot and found something strange during the first practice session,” the detective with glasses said, impressed.

But the other detective’s reaction was different.

The detective with the buzz cut had his arms crossed, as if Jun-hoo’s claim was suspicious.

“Did you see it properly? It’s not like you didn’t see the burns on the lungs, did you?” the buzz cut asked in a sarcastic voice.

He was honestly not happy with the medical school’s report.

Because cases where a cadaver is revealed to be a homicide during practice were, at least in his experience and knowledge, nonexistent.

So he was assuming that the medical school had made some kind of mistake.

“I saw it properly. I wasn’t the only one who checked the body; the professor checked it with me,” Jun-hoo said confidently.

Jun-hoo’s dynamic visual acuity was unmatched.

His eyesight was originally good, and he had trained in Angong [a martial art focused on eye training] in the Murim [martial arts world].

By injecting internal energy into his eyes, he could adjust the visual magnification as if he were wearing loupes [surgical magnifying glasses] without actually wearing them.

There was no way he could be mistaken.

“Maybe even the professor didn’t see it properly?”

“At this point, it sounds like you’re insulting our medical school. Please be moderate,” a coldness was evident in Jun-hoo’s voice.

He could accept criticism directed at himself as a main course student, but he couldn’t stand the detective looking down on the professor, especially since he didn’t know that Jun-hoo’s medical knowledge was at the doctor level.

“Are you too lazy to investigate, detective? You sound like you want the deceased to have made an extreme choice [committed suicide].”

“Hey. That’s too harsh, student?”

“You crossed the line first. You disparaged me and the professor together.”

“Senior, let’s stop. We can go down together and check,” the detective with glasses stepped in to mediate.

Only then did the tense war of nerves between Jun-hoo and the buzz cut end.

After finishing the conversation, the three people immediately moved to the anatomy lab.

They put on gowns, opened the surgical drape, and examined the body.

“Ah…….”

“Ah…….”

The two detectives sighed at the same time.

The lungs of the deceased, who they thought had died from inhaling briquette smoke, were clean.

So the deceased did not die from smoke suffocation.

Not only that.

The wound on the neck, which they thought was evidence of attempted suicide, was the real cause of death for the deceased.

There were fractures in the hyoid bone and thyroid cartilage.

“Wait, but didn’t the student make this while dissecting?” the detective with the buzz cut raised a question.

Is this person originally suspicious?

Or does he really want to finish the investigation carelessly?

If it’s the latter, the buzz cut must have covered up the deceased’s case.

However, Jun-hoo had already anticipated this scenario and left evidence.

“What do we gain from manipulating the body?”

“That’s something we’ll find out slowly.”

“Well, I thought you’d say that, so I took a video. Check it out yourself,” Jun-hoo showed the detectives the video on his phone.

It was a video of the professor dissecting the deceased’s neck and Jun-hoo filming it.

When they checked the video, which was perfect evidence, the detectives were speechless.

Now they couldn’t doubt it anymore.

The fact that the deceased was murdered unjustly, not suicide.

The fact that even death was desecrated by the perpetrator.

“Are you relieved now?”

“You’re right. This is a clear murder case. In that sense, this cadaver should undergo a thorough autopsy at the National Forensic Service,” the detective with glasses nodded.

“Please proceed according to the procedure.”

Jun-hoo’s gaze lingered on the body for a moment.

He was glad that he could help the deceased restore his honor even a little.

Jun-hoo finally felt relieved.

Now all that was left was for the real culprit to be caught and pay for his crimes.

“But senior, what about the suicide note? There was definitely a handwritten suicide note at the scene,” the detective with glasses looked at the detective with the buzz cut and continued.

“That’s why we treated the case as a suicide because of the suicide note. The suicide note still doesn’t make sense,” the detective with glasses changed the subject in a frustrated voice.

“That’s what I’m saying. If he was forced to write a suicide note, the victim’s hands were free, and he could have resisted the suspect with those hands.”

“I think I know the reason,” Jun-hoo, who was listening to the detectives’ conversation in confusion, stepped forward.

He had experienced a similar incident in the Murim Alliance [a governing body in the martial arts world]. He never thought he would receive help from the Murim even in this situation.

“The student knows the secret of the suicide note?”

“Yes.”

Jun-hoo nodded and continued.

“What was at the scene was not a suicide note. It’s probably a part of a diary.”

“…….”

“A very close acquaintance who knows that the deceased writes a diary tore a page from it and disguised it as a suicide note.”

Jun-hoo also told the detectives to recall the contents of the suicide note well.

Wasn’t the content a bit strange for a suicide note?

“And ask the bereaved family whether the deceased was writing a diary and whether there are any torn parts in the diary.”

Was it because the truth of the case was revealed thanks to Jun-hoo’s efforts?

The detectives no longer suspected Jun-hoo.

They immediately called the bereaved family.

The shocking news came a moment later.

The bereaved family was keeping a diary that the deceased used to write in.

After carefully checking the diary, they found out that one page was neatly cut out and missing.

Jun-hoo was right this time too.

“Seriously, was the student a detective in his previous life? To reveal an unjust death and even guess the method of murder.”

The buzz cut asked with an absurd expression.

If he was a first-year main course student, he was only 22 years old.

Even if he went to medical school, his medical knowledge was naturally less than that of a general detective.

But Jun-hoo was different.

He didn’t just dissect the cadaver but carefully observed it and found contradictions.

He left the dissection video as evidence.

He even revealed the secret of the suicide note.

He was only in his 20s on the outside, but he was like a decades-old sly fox on the inside.

“The truth is revealed when you have knowledge, doubt, and ask questions.”

The buzz cut shook his head at Jun-hoo’s clear answer.

It was a complete defeat.

“I’m sorry for suspecting you earlier, student. It’s all an occupational hazard…….”

The buzz cut, who apologized to Jun-hoo, left the practice room with his junior.

In fact, the moment he realized that the deceased had been murdered.

There was one suspect that came to mind.

* * *

That evening.

After school, Jun-hoo visited the anatomy professor Boseong’s lab.

And he told him in detail about what happened when he met the detectives.

Because Boseong contacted Jun-hoo and said he wanted to hear about the progress of the case.

“I see. I was worried that the case might be buried again. There’s no need to worry about that,” Boseong nodded, as if satisfied.

“It’s all thanks to you, Jun-hoo. The deceased and the bereaved family can now relieve their burden even a little.”

“It’s also thanks to the professor for believing in me.”

Jun-hoo gave the credit to Boseong.

Boseong could have ignored Jun-hoo’s claim.

He could have scolded Jun-hoo, saying, ‘What does a guy who’s just doing anatomy practice in his first year of main course know?’

But he didn’t.

He listened to Jun-hoo’s words and stepped up to confirm them.

Jun-hoo was greatly impressed by Boseong’s anti-authoritarian and open attitude.

Was that why?

Jun-hoo wanted to become an open-minded person like Boseong when he got older.

“Anyway, our role is unfortunately over here. It’s up to the detectives to find the real culprit and punish them.”

“Yes, Professor. But I have something important to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I want to learn anatomy and forensic medicine in detail under the professor.”

Jun-hoo revealed his ambition.

He realized through this case that the work of relieving the grudges of the dead is as important as the work of treating the living.

And he felt a desire to delve into anatomy and explore the mysteries of the human body more deeply.

Boseong was proficient in both anatomy and forensic medicine and had a great personality.

Boseong would be a good teacher for Jun-hoo.

“Huh. Aren’t you too greedy to study?” Boseong smiled and continued.

“It’s a tough time to study the main course, but you want to learn anatomy and forensic medicine separately?”

“Yes. I can do it.”

Jun-hoo’s voice was full of confidence.

Jun-hoo already had medical knowledge that was as good as having a medical license even before entering medical school.

He had more time than just studying the main course.

“I guess you’re too busy to teach me separately?”

“I’ll be busy. But that doesn’t matter much. It’ll be fun to raise a smart kid like you.”

“Then you’ll accept me…….”

“Let’s do a test first. I want to check if you have the ability to do both the main course and my personal classes.”

Boseong, who got up from his seat, took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Jun-hoo.

[Functional Anatomy for Anatomy Majors.]

“Memorize up to page 30 of this book and come.”

“What’s the deadline?”

“Tomorrow. Give up if you’re not confident.”

There was a clear sign of provocation in Boseong’s eyes.

It seemed like he was saying that he didn’t deserve to be his disciple if he couldn’t even do this much.

Jun-hoo laughed for no reason because it was like taking the Murim Alliance’s entrance exam.

The Murim Alliance entrance exam was quite difficult.

“If it’s okay, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Jun-hoo, who came out of the lab, went straight to the library.

After taking brain nutrients [supplements to enhance cognitive function] in the lounge, he sat in a reading room chair and did breathing exercises for about 30 minutes.

As the effects of the nutrients kicked in, he felt like a storm was blowing in his head.

Jun-hoo began to study the anatomy book he received from Boseong.

Referring to the contents of the main course anatomy textbook if there were any parts he didn’t know.

In fact, Jun-hoo had been feeling bored with college life lately.

Because he had already learned everything he needed to learn in advance.

But the new task of studying advanced anatomy and forensic medicine was enough to stimulate Jun-hoo.

Increase understanding of the human body through advanced anatomy.

Relieve the grudges of the unjustly deceased through forensic knowledge.

His soul was burning with that desire.

Jun-hoo went home only after studying until midnight.

And the next morning.

He succeeded in becoming Boseong’s unofficial disciple by passing Boseong’s pop quiz with a perfect score.

* * *

As soon as he came up to the main course, Jun-hoo faced various incidents.

One was the case of revealing that the cadaver in practice had died from homicide, not suicide.

The second was the case of punishing Seungbeom for posting photos of the cadaver on SNS [social networking service].

Thanks to Jun-hoo’s great performance, both incidents had just and happy endings.

First of all, in the first case, the suspect was arrested in a week.

The suspect was the victim’s co-worker.

The victim was trying to expose internal corruption, and the suspect was trying to stop it.

In the process, the suspect systematically murdered the victim and disguised it as a suicide.

It was the content that the police confessed directly after cornering the suspect with CCTV footage and phone call records.

The work of punishing Seungbeom also flowed smoothly.

As reporter Taehwan wrote an article about Seungbeom, the news spread like wildfire.

Everyone who saw the article pointed fingers at Seungbeom.

How can a human being who cannot respect people, even if they are deceased, become a doctor?

As the incident grew, the head of the department, who was trying to cover up this incident, could not just keep his mouth shut.

In the end, the head of the department made an excuse-like explanation and gave Seungbeom a one-month suspension.

“You bastard, did you plan all this?” That’s what Seungbeom said to Jun-hoo on the day he received his suspension.

“I don’t know?”

“Don’t lie. You shameless bastard. Who else would do this but you?”

“I really don’t know.”

Jun-hoo remained ignorant until the end. That was better for teasing Seungbeom.

It’s not something to be angry about, you idiot.

You’re just reaping what you sowed.

Jun-hoo was just mocking Seungbeom in his heart.

“Can you get out of here without suspecting innocent people?”

“X-bal [a Korean curse word]. I’m not going to let you go. Just get caught. I’ll smash you.”

“Yeah. You can tell your great father this time too. Right?”

Jun-hoo, who gave Seungbeom a blow, returned to his normal school life.

He received perfect scores on every main course pop quiz and perfectly followed Boseong’s anatomy and forensic medicine personal classes.

Three years and nine months have passed since then.

Finally, graduation season is approaching.