A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 244

Chapter 46: The Mogen (4)

The fine microscope repair concluded in the blink of an eye.

It was over in just five minutes.

The orange wire connecting the microscope lens to the main unit was damaged, so all that was needed was to replace it.

After the repair,

Jun-hoo received an extra orange wire from Young-hoon separately.

The orange wire in his hand felt reassuring.

The task of replacing the wire wasn’t difficult.

If the same incident occurred, he could easily handle it.

Only then did Jun-hoo feel at ease.

“Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader.”

“The teachers did all the hard work. I can only imagine how difficult and frustrating it must have been when the microscope broke down during surgery.”

“…….”

“And in the future, when conducting regular check-ups on medical equipment, we will pay special attention.”

“Yes, please.”

Zzzzzz.

Jun-hoo left operating room number 4 with Young-hoon, a room filled with mixed feelings.

He quickly took off his surgical gown and came out of the operating room.

He immediately grabbed his phone because there was something he wanted to confirm.

The other party answered the phone right away.

– Hello?

“Hello, this is Seo Jun-hoo, a neurosurgery resident at Shinwon University Hospital.”

– Ah, yes. This is Na Chan-young from Lidian Bio. But what brings you here, Doctor…….”

Jun-hoo’s call was with a new employee of the company that had most recently serviced the fine microscope in operating room 4.

“You heard the news that the fine microscope broke down during surgery today, right?”

– I’m sorry. I have no excuse.

Chan-young’s voice sank heavily.

“I’ve received plenty of apologies thanks to the Team Leader. More than that, I called because I was curious about something.”

– Yes. Please, ask anything.

“When you were servicing the microscope a few months ago, was there anyone beside you?”

– Someone beside me…….

Chan-young trailed off.

Jun-hoo waited for Chan-young’s answer.

If the fine microscope had been intentionally damaged, someone had to have approached Chan-young.

Wasn’t Jun-hoo the same?

While watching Young-hoon’s repair, he gained some knowledge about the fine microscope.

He learned the location of important wires and how to repair them.

If there was a culprit, it was highly likely that the culprit used the same method as Jun-hoo.

– Come to think of it, I think about two people watched me repair it.

“Do you remember who those people were? By any chance, was there someone short with a round face among them?”

Jun-hoo’s voice rose slightly as he described Si-ho’s appearance.

If Chan-young said ‘yes’ here, he could solidify his suspicion of Si-ho into a conviction.

If he had a conviction, he could look for concrete evidence.

– That’s…… I’m sorry. It was a long time ago. The doctors were wearing surgical gowns, and I was so nervous…….

Chan-young said, as if making excuses.

“Ah, I see. Sorry to bother you when you’re busy. Goodbye then.”

Jun-hoo ended the call with a disappointed voice.

The thread leading to the culprit had been cut at an important point.

Then where should he look for clues now?

Serious consideration was needed.

“Doctor, do you still think someone intentionally broke the fine microscope?”

Young-hoon, who had been watching Jun-hoo, wore a fed-up expression.

He shook his head.

“I’m worried you’ve been watching too many mystery novels or movies.”

“I guess from the Team Leader’s perspective, I might seem like a conspiracy theorist. But I have a valid reason.”

“What reason is that?”

“It’s an internal matter, so I can’t tell you everything. Just think of it as there’s a villain.”

“No, even if there’s a villain. As I said before……,”

Chan-young continued rapidly.

“There’s no benefit to be gained from breaking the fine microscope, is there? What benefit is there for a doctor to ruin a surgery?”

“Excuse me, Team Leader?”

“Yes.”

“There are people in the world who have completely different ways of thinking from ordinary people. You just haven’t met such a person yet.”

Jun-hoo said as if warning him.

Having experienced the Murim world [martial arts world], Jun-hoo had encountered very diverse villains.

Cruel and brutal guys.

Hypocrites.

People who seduce others with words.

Villains who seduce and ruin people, and so on.

If you don’t understand the spectrum of villains, you’re bound to become a victim of villains.

Whenever Jun-hoo saw evil people, he felt intense anger and disgust, so he always took the initiative to eradicate them.

Currently, Jun-hoo is focusing on two people.

One is Si-ho.

The other is the Chief.

Jun-hoo was grinding his teeth at the two of them. He was planning to crush them to pieces when the right time came.

“Wow! Doctor, your eyes just now were so creepy!”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it. Thank you for your hard work, and I hope to see you again if I have the chance.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

Jun-hoo received Young-hoon’s business card and ended the conversation.

He immediately returned to the on-call room.

“What? You’re back sooner than I thought?”

Kyung-soo tilted his head, looking at Jun-hoo.

“It ended sooner than I thought. It was over after replacing just one wire.”

“That’s good. Then keep your promise.”

“Of course. Wouldn’t I be Seo Jun-hoo if I didn’t keep my promises?”

Jun-hoo went behind Kyung-soo.

He loosened Kyung-soo’s neck and head using the Secret Art of Muscle Manipulation [a specialized massage technique].

With his internal energy-filled index finger, he gently rubbed the jade pillow acupoint, the celestial pillar acupoint, and the wrist bone acupoint [specific pressure points on the body].

There was no better technique for loosening stiff muscles and nerves and improving blood circulation.

Crack!

Crack!

Jun-hoo also increased the range of motion of Kyung-soo’s neck joints by turning them 90 degrees to the left and right.

“Wow! I feel like I’m alive! Your massage is always a heavenly massage. It’s so refreshing that I don’t feel any weight in my neck and head.”

After about five minutes of massage,

Kyung-soo said with a blissful expression.

Jun-hoo chuckled.

It would have been strange if it wasn’t refreshing when a master of Harmonious Realm [a high level of skill] massaged him with the Secret Art of Muscle Manipulation.

In any case, Jun-hoo often felt proud of giving massages to his colleagues.

Jun-hoo in his past life……,

Jun-hoo in the Murim world……,

Wasn’t like this.

He lived as a vengeful spirit to avenge the Seo family’s head and the enemy who killed his father, Jeok Il-do.

There was no concept of colleagues.

He didn’t even know that colleagues were precious.

It wasn’t long ago that he realized the importance of colleagues.

During a critical mission when he was poisoned as a warrior of the Murim Alliance [a group of martial artists] and fell into a trap set by the Demonic Cult [an evil group of martial artists],

He barely survived thanks to the sacrifice of Dang So-yoon from the Sichuan Tang family [a family known for their martial arts skills and poison].

– Have you ever thought about what it means to live?

Dang So-yoon asked while evading the Demonic Cult’s pursuit.

– No. Why should I answer such a pointless question?

– Because it’s fun.

– You pursue such trivial fun. That’s why your nickname is the Prodigal Young Master.

– In my opinion, living is about owing debts to others and repaying those debts.

Dang So-yoon only said what he wanted to say.

– I don’t owe you anything. Nor do I owe anyone else.

– I knew you’d say that. You’re very smart in some ways, but you’re like a fool in others.

– …….

– From now on, please pay attention to the people around you. Okay? Don’t think you’re the only one in the world.

– Sigh…… To think that my companion on the road to the afterlife is a chatterbox like you…… I’m already afraid of the afterlife. My ears hurt.

– You won’t die. It’s enough for me to die alone.

After finishing his words, Dang So-yoon instantly sealed Jun-hoo’s blood points [pressure points that can paralyze or kill].

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

Jun-hoo couldn’t react to the unexpected attack.

He collapsed to the ground like a straw bale.

– What the hell are you doing…….

– If I use the Tang family’s deadly poison, the Myriad Sky Poison, I can kill all the Demonic Cult bastards who are chasing us. The problem is, there’s only one antidote.

– Then you drink it. Don’t give it to me.

– You can’t even move, yet you’re still running your mouth.

Dang So-yoon chuckled.

He took out the antidote from his robe pocket and put it in Jun-hoo’s mouth.

Gurgle.

The clear liquid went down Jun-hoo’s throat.

– Didn’t you say you couldn’t die until you avenged Jeok Il-do? So you can’t die here.

– Isn’t your life more precious than mine? Why are you doing this…….

Jun-hoo asked with an incomprehensible expression.

Everyone’s life was the most precious thing in the world.

But Dang So-yoon was trying to save Jun-hoo’s life, not his own.

It was an unbelievable choice.

If Jun-hoo was Dang So-yoon……,

He would never have done such a foolish thing.

– That’s why I told you to listen to people. What did I say earlier? I said that living is about owing debts to others and repaying those debts, right?

– So?

– You may not know it, but I also owe you a big debt.

– I don’t remember that?

– Think about it carefully later. You’ll definitely remember. And then you’ll realize another truth. That you didn’t become strong just because you were good, but because you owed it to many other people.

– Stop talking nonsense and release my blood points!

– No can do~.

Dang So-yoon sneered and hugged Jun-hoo with both arms.

He went into a nearby cave and laid Jun-hoo on the floor.

– I’ve finally repaid the debt I owed you today. And you’ve incurred a new debt to me.

– …….

– This is the cycle of debt.

– …….

– Well, don’t think too badly of debt. This debt symbolizes the weight of life. The more weight you carry, the stronger you can become.

– …….

– But still, your life is too heavy.

– Dang So-yoon, do you really want to see me explode? Do you want to die at my hands before the Demonic Cult elders?

Even with Jun-hoo’s fierce remarks, Dang So-yoon didn’t even blink an eye.

It was the determination of someone who had resigned himself to death.

– So I’ll tell you how you can repay the debt you owe me. Please live happily. Revenge is important, but revenge isn’t everything in life.

Flash!

Dang So-yoon bent down and sealed Jun-hoo’s blood points once again.

Jun-hoo lost consciousness.

Later, when he regained consciousness and went outside the cave,

A purple mist was swirling around the area. Dozens of Demonic Cult corpses were scattered around.

Dang So-yoon was dead, having been hacked to pieces by the Demonic Cult members.

– Ah…….

Jun-hoo knelt down and wept.

He cried when he was born.

He cried when he lost his father.

It was the first time in nearly 20 years that he was crying again.

Eventually, Jun-hoo cried until he fainted.

After gaining a new life thanks to So-yoon’s sacrifice,

Jun-hoo’s values changed greatly.

From a personality that was as cold as ice to the people around him, he changed into a personality that cared for the people around him to a terrible extent.

Because that was the way to repay the debt he owed to Dang So-yoon.

Also, since So-yoon’s debt was his life, Jun-hoo also decided to serve others until he died.

“Seo Jun-hoo. What’s wrong? Are you crying suddenly?”

Jun-hoo came to his senses at Kyung-soo’s remark.

Because of the heartbreaking memories, thick tears were flowing down his cheeks.

“I suddenly remembered something from the past.”

Jun-hoo wiped away his tears with the back of his hand and answered.

“What kind of memory makes you cry so sadly? Tell me. I’ll listen.”

“It’s okay. It’s also something that’s hard to talk about.”

“Keeping it inside will make you sick? Tell me everything.”

Kyung-soo urged Jun-hoo to answer.

It was hard to believe that this was Kyung-soo, who had been wary and hated Jun-hoo just a few months ago.

Just as So-yoon had changed Jun-hoo, Jun-hoo had also changed Kyung-soo.

Jun-hoo felt like he was finally understanding the cycle of ‘debt’ that So-yoon had talked about.

‘Debt’ meant the traces that another person had deeply etched in his heart.

Ring~.

The phone rang at that moment.

Jun-hoo immediately moved to his desk and answered the phone.

“Yes. Yes. I understand.”

The call wasn’t long.

Jun-hoo quickly hung up the phone.

“It’s an emergency room call. I’ll go.”

“A guy who was crying until just now is going to see patients? I’ll go, so you rest.”

“It’s already too late.”

Jun-hoo left the on-call room before Kyung-soo.

Thump. Thump.

While walking quickly towards the emergency room,

Jun-hoo looked at the blue sky visible through the window.

So-yoon,

And Sung-ho hyung [older brother/friend].

Am I doing well?