A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 11

Martial Surgeon – Episode 11

Chapter 3: At School (1)

Saturday afternoon.

Neurosurgeon’s ward, Jewon University Hospital.

Junhoo was peeling an apple by his mother’s side.

The apples were a gift from relatives who had visited an hour earlier.

“Our son peels apples so beautifully. Much better than your mom, huh?”

“I take after you, Mom.”

Junhoo chuckled as he replied.

The peeled apple slices landed in the bowl.

The apple peel, thin as a strand of silk and unbroken, went into Junhoo’s mouth.

His experiences in the Murim world [a world of martial arts and cultivation] had been left as a legacy.

Junhoo had outstanding dexterity.

He was confident in anything that involved using his hands.

He could control his muscles and nerves at will.

Junhoo imagined the day he would hold a scalpel instead of a fruit knife, then offered the bowl to his mother.

Crunch!

His mother looked comfortable as she ate the apple.

The hospital room was peaceful and quiet.

Patients exhausted from their illnesses and caregivers worn out from nursing were taking naps.

‘It’s such a relief that she’s healthy.’

With a sigh of relief, Junhoo thought back to a week ago.

His mother, having successfully undergone surgery, was first moved to the intensive care unit.

After recovering in the ICU for two days, she returned to a general ward three days ago.

From Junhoo’s perspective, it was a bit unexpected.

His mother’s recovery period was too fast.

-Professor Park Jaehyun performed the surgery, so the recovery was probably faster. It’s also thanks to Junhoo that he brought his mother to the hospital in time.

That was the answer Junhoo received when he asked the attending physician.

Looking back now, it was a stroke of good fortune.

The fact that Junhoo had experienced the Murim world and retained its abilities.

What if Junhoo hadn’t known in advance through pulse diagnosis that his mother’s cerebral blood vessels were unstable?

What if Junhoo hadn’t somewhat forcefully requested a CT scan?

His mother would have been treated as an ordinary headache patient.

She would have been brought in an ambulance later.

Even if she had survived with a delayed surgery, she would have likely suffered significant aftereffects.

Come to think of it, the pressure points also played a significant role.

Pain relief using pressure points.

Stopping bleeding using pressure points.

Thanks to these two, his mother was able to endure without losing consciousness until the surgery.

Murtial arts and internal energy.

Experience and composure as a martial artist.

These two were unique to Junhoo on Earth.

And they were formidable weapons that would become Junhoo’s wings in the future.

“Now that I think about it, Mom didn’t say thank you?”

His mother looked at Junhoo and continued.

“Mom is alive because my son told me to go to a big hospital. Thank you, my son.”

“I’m the one who’s alive thanks to you, Mom. I’m grateful too, Mom.”

Junhoo replied reflexively.

Not only his mother, but also his father, had to live happily and long.

Junhoo vowed to make sure they did.

The tree desires stillness, but the wind never ceases.

A child wants to be filial, but the parents do not wait.

“You speak so beautifully.”

His mother smiled as brightly as a flower.

“Close your eyes and rest for a bit.”

Junhoo laid his mother down on the bed and held her hand tightly.

He slowly released the internal energy he had built up through the Chongmyeongtang [a medicinal concoction] and Qi circulation [energy circulation].

It was what was called Qi healing [energy healing] in the Murim world.

Qi healing had a great effect on enhancing immunity and recovery.

Junhoo had been giving his mother Qi healing for five days now.

The progress was so astonishing that even the doctors were amazed.

-Strangely, the patient’s recovery rate is several times faster than other patients. It seems like she won’t even need rehabilitation…

-If her condition remains stable, she can be discharged next Monday.

That’s what the professor had said during rounds this morning.

In addition, Junhoo also tried stimulating her acupoints on her head from time to time.

This was to dilate the cerebral blood vessels and normalize cerebral blood flow.

Thanks to that?

Subarachnoid hemorrhage usually requires about a month of hospitalization, but his mother’s hospitalization period was only about ten days.

The faster the recovery, the faster the return to daily life.

And the more he could save on hospital bills.

Even after becoming a doctor, Junhoo planned to occasionally give Qi healing to hospitalized patients.

Since his internal energy wasn’t abundant.

He would probably only use it on critically ill patients.

“Are you here?”

Junhoo said in a whisper, lost in thought, and turned his head.

His father, having finished his delivery work, was entering the hospital room.

“Our son is a psychic. How did you know Dad was coming?”

If you master martial arts, your senses will expand.

Junhoo resisted the urge to answer.

“I just had a feeling.”

“Mom will be watching, so go get some fresh air.”

At his father’s suggestion, Junhoo agreed and left the hospital building.

He started walking around the hospital.

After saving Yongjin with CPR and saving his mother through pulse diagnosis and pressure points.

Junhoo further solidified his goal of becoming a surgeon.

He also realized that he had the qualities to become a great surgeon.

Was that why?

He wanted to work in a university hospital like this as soon as possible.

He wanted to save the lives he couldn’t save in the Murim world with his own hands.

And that wasn’t all.

Neurosurgery, which deals with the brain.

Junhoo became more interested in neurosurgery.

* * *

The following Monday.

The decision to discharge his mother was made during the morning rounds.

This was because his mother’s condition had improved significantly, and the test results confirmed that there were no major abnormalities.

“Professor, can I talk to you for a moment?”

After the rounds, Junhoo spoke to Jaehyun, who had operated on his mother.

There was something he wanted to hear from Jaehyun.

“I have a surgery schedule, so I don’t think I can talk for long. Is that okay?”

“Yes. It’ll only take a moment.”

Junhoo hesitated before continuing.

“I want to become a great surgeon like you, Professor. What should I do to become a surgeon like you?”

Junhoo asked boldly.

From what Junhoo had gathered, Jaehyun was one of the top three neurosurgeons in Korea.

Junhoo wanted to know the secrets to Jaehyun’s growth and recognition.

That way, Junhoo could become a surgeon like Jaehyun too.

Jaehyun, upon receiving Junhoo’s question, simply smiled.

What was so funny?

“The fact that you can ask such a question is proof that you can become a good surgeon. Usually, people don’t ask such questions.”

“…”

“The desire to think about what a good surgeon is. You don’t need anything else besides that.”

“I appreciate your words, but they feel too abstract.”

Junhoo didn’t back down easily.

Then Jaehyun stroked his chin with a troubled expression.

He stared at Junhoo intently for a long time.

“With your determination and talent, you’ll probably become a surgeon who surpasses me without much difficulty.”

Jaehyun continued calmly.

“If I had to add something… it would be knowledge, right?”

“Knowledge?”

“Yes. Knowledge.”

Jaehyun emphasized the need for medical knowledge.

The world is changing, and medical technology is developing.

To become an outstanding surgeon, one must not fall behind on new medical technologies and new surgical methods, he said.

“In all things, you can only see as much as you know, and you can only handle as much as you know.”

“…”

“Study hard. A doctor is one of the few professions where you can study and give to others.”

Junhoo quickly understood Jaehyun’s answer.

The physical abilities (martial arts and internal energy) he had acquired in the Murim world.

If combined with extensive knowledge of modern medicine, there would be nothing to fear.

He could really become a complete surgeon.

“Thank you, Professor. It was a great help.”

“I’m the one who’s proud. It seems like I’ll have a great colleague in the future.”

Jaehyun continued.

He also offered to send Junhoo the medical books he had studied during his medical school days if he was okay with it.

When Junhoo replied that he would gratefully accept, Jaehyun wrote down Junhoo’s address on his phone.

“As I said before, don’t forget this feeling. And always ask yourself. What kind of surgeon is a good surgeon?”

Jaehyun put his hand on Junhoo’s shoulder and left.

Junhoo watched Jaehyun’s back in a daze.

A grateful person, a wonderful person.

Jaehyun was more than qualified to be Junhoo’s role model.

After the conversation, Junhoo returned to the hospital room.

He spent time with his mother, packed his belongings, and left the ward.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but the biggest event was yet to come.

It was the hospital bill settlement.

“Mom. I’ll help with the hospital bill.”

Junhoo stepped forward while waiting in line to pay in front of the cashier.

“What are you talking about? What money does my son have?”

“I told Dad in advance. I recently participated in a CPR competition and won a prize.”

“…”

“I’ll use that money for the hospital bill.”

“Mom has real-life insurance [insurance that covers living expenses]. You can get some money back later.”

“Please accept it anyway. It’s my birthday present.”

Junhoo mentioned his mother’s birthday.

Junhoo thought that helping with the hospital bill was the most certain birthday present.

He was convinced that it was the most valuable thing to do.

“My son should use the money he earned. Mom can’t do that.”

“Dad said the same thing.”

Junhoo chuckled and continued.

He directly conveyed the words of gratitude that he would have written in a letter to his mother, and also said that his mother should definitely accept the hospital bill.

“Junhoo.”

His mother suddenly sobbed.

“I’m sorry and thank you.”

Junhoo’s nose tingled and his eyes welled up at his mother’s reaction.

Emotion and sadness were contagious.

Junhoo silently hugged his mother and patted her back.

He vowed that if his mother cried in the future, it would definitely be tears of joy.

“Customer number 106.”

The mother and son moved to the cashier’s desk at the call of the cashier.

The hospital bill was 5 million won [approximately $4,000 USD].

Because the hospitalization period was so short, the hospital bill was more than twice as low as that of a typical subarachnoid hemorrhage patient.

Early surgery due to Junhoo’s pulse diagnosis.

Jaehyun’s perfect surgery.

Junhoo’s Qi healing and acupoint stimulation.

These three things together created the result.

After paying the hospital bill, the sun was shining brightly outside.

The sky was blue and clear, and cumulus clouds floated around.

It was a good day to return to everyday life.

* * *

After being discharged from the hospital, his mother’s condition improved even more.

This was thanks to his mother taking enough rest at home and receiving Qi healing and acupoint stimulation from Junhoo.

Junhoo, who returned home, returned to his normal daily life.

He took Chongmyeongtang twice a day, morning and evening.

He devoted himself to studying all day long and sometimes visited the mineral spring to practice martial arts.

Of course, he didn’t forget to help his father with his delivery work twice a week.

In the meantime, his father underwent a health checkup at Junhoo’s suggestion.

His father was confident in his health and refused the checkup, but eventually couldn’t overcome Junhoo’s suggestion.

His mother was usually healthy, but she collapsed due to a cerebral hemorrhage.

The results of his father’s health checkup were generally good.

Except that his liver count was higher than that of an average person.

After the health checkup, his father reduced his alcohol consumption. He reduced his usual consumption of one and a half bottles to one bottle.

The house was in turmoil for a while due to his mother’s hospitalization and surgery, but the chaos was quickly resolved.

Because Junhoo was playing the role of a pillar.

One day, while studying hard to become the top student in medical school.

Junhoo received a message.

[You know that school starts soon, right? Make sure to bring 1 million won [approximately $800 USD] to school. Unless you want to get beaten up on a rainy day. LOL]

Junhoo just chuckled at the message.

Is the person who’s really going to get beaten up on a rainy day really me?

Or is it you?