A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 228

Super Strength (3)

Screech.

As Jun-hoo entered the on-call room, Min-kyung and Kyung-soo, who were already there, turned to look at him.

“I heard you did something again today? You bent a cerebral aneurysm clip?”

“I almost fainted when I heard that. Jun-hoo, I thought you were changing careers to a stuntman.”

Kyung-soo spoke calmly, while Min-kyung was a bit more dramatic.

It seemed Jun-hoo’s actions during the cerebral aneurysm clipping had already spread.

“I just tried it out of curiosity, and it worked?”

Jun-hoo smiled awkwardly and sat down next to Min-kyung.

He had anticipated this situation from the moment he bent the clip with the Dragon Claw Hand [a martial arts technique focusing on grip strength].

There was no one in the world who could bend a medical clip with pure strength.

Not even a fitness trainer with bulging muscles.

Not even someone with innate super strength.

So, Jun-hoo’s feat was bound to become the talk of the hospital….

*I’ll probably hear about bending that clip a hundred times. My ears already feel like they’re burning.*

Jun-hoo was already tired of the predictable reactions, but he tried to stay positive.

*It’s a relief the patient and the fetus are safe.*

“I’ll have to be careful around Jun-hoo from now on.”

“Why suddenly?”

“He might break my arms, legs, or waist with that terrifying strength, like he did with the medical clip.”

Jun-hoo chuckled at Min-kyung’s joke.

“Come on, I’m not some monster or murderer from a horror movie. You’re exaggerating too much.”

“Will the news even report something like that? Do you want to go on TV?”

Kyung-soo joined in on the teasing.

After the hostage situation in the emergency room, Kyung-soo had warmed up to Jun-hoo and started joking with him more often.

“Jun-hoo, you could probably get at least two special episodes out of it.”

“Two episodes?”

“One about the man who doesn’t sleep, and another about the man who bends stainless steel with his bare hands.”

“That’s right. Come to think of it, Jun-hoo doesn’t sleep either? He’s really something else.”

Min-kyung nodded in agreement.

However, while talking with them, Jun-hoo had a brilliant idea that made his eyes light up.

What if he made a NewTube [Korean equivalent of YouTube] video about bending the medical clip?

Dance challenge videos imitating idols’ dances…

Videos of him studying quietly…

Jun-hoo’s videos mainly repeated these two themes, and he wanted to break that mold this time.

The world was now in the age of attention seekers.

And Jun-hoo had enough talent to become one, right?

“Sunbae [senior colleague]. I’m going to film a NewTube video now. Can you help me? Kyung-soo, you too.”

“I don’t mind as long as you blur my face.”

“I don’t need any blurring.”

Kyung-soo was the one who wanted a mosaic, and Min-kyung was fine without it.

Jun-hoo briefed them on his plan.

He placed his phone on the stand on the desk and pressed the record button.

“Hello, subscribers. Today, I’m going to introduce a unique talent that only I can do on Earth.”

“…….”

“That talent is… this.”

Jun-hoo took a 100-won coin [Korean currency, roughly equivalent to 10 US cents] from his gown pocket.

He always carried coins because he drank several cups of vending machine coffee every day.

“You’re probably wondering what I’m going to do with this coin, right? First, I’ll show you that this coin is real.”

Jun-hoo held the coin up to the phone.

He clearly showed the subscribers the front and back of the coin.

Clang!

He also dropped the coin on the floor to check the sound of the metal.

“You’re probably thinking, ‘Why is he taking so long to show us his talent?’ I’ll get straight to the point. I’m going to bend this coin with my bare strength.”

A faint smile appeared on Jun-hoo’s lips.

That’s right.

Jun-hoo was using his grip strength as content.

If a few people mentioned Jun-hoo’s grip strength, it would be simple gossip.

But if hundreds or even thousands of people talked about it, it could become a meme or a trend.

Jun-hoo was aiming for that.

“First, I’ll bring in my colleagues for the experiment. Please come out and say hello.”

“I’m Seo Kyung-soo from the neurosurgery department.”

“I’m Lee Min-kyung. Nice to meet you.”

The two who were out of frame came into view.

They each took a seat on either side of Jun-hoo.

“Would you two like to try bending the coin first?”

Jun-hoo handed the coin to them in turn.

Min-kyung and Kyung-soo took turns trying to bend the coin with all their might, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Okay. Now, I’ll try bending it. You saw earlier that it’s a normal, unprocessed coin, right?”

Jun-hoo received the coin from Kyung-soo with his right hand.

And he raised his left arm as if he had a question for the teacher, with his palm wide open.

This was to avoid suspicion that he was bending the coin with both hands, or that he was switching the original coin with a pre-bent coin he had been holding in one hand.

Jun-hoo held the coin with only his right thumb and middle finger.

Woo Woong.

Woo Woong.

He channeled the internal energy drawn from his dantian [energy center in the body, a concept from martial arts] into his fingers.

As a result, Jun-hoo’s fingers possessed the strength of a coin—no, more than a coin.

Dragon Claw Hand.

A skill that subdues the opponent with fingers as hard as steel.

Crack!

As easily as folding paper, Jun-hoo folded the coin in half.

The coin was neatly folded in half into a straight line by the terrifying strength of the Dragon Claw Hand.

“What? You really bent it? Are my eyes deceiving me?”

“You’re bending a coin that easily? With one hand, with just finger strength?”

Min-kyung and Kyung-soo exclaimed at the same time.

Jun-hoo chuckled as he saw their astonished expressions.

Jun-hoo hadn’t even used 1/100th of his abilities.

He had secretly performed cerebral angiography with internal energy and excised brain tumors in surgically impossible areas with internal energy.

If they were to find out about that, wouldn’t they faint?

“That’s it for today’s video. Goodbye, then.”

Immediately after finishing the video, Jun-hoo also filmed a NewTube Shorts video.

It was called the Choi Bae-dal Challenge [referencing a famous Korean martial artist known for breaking objects with his bare hands].

A short video showing him bending a coin with his fingers.

Jun-hoo uploaded the video right away.

That evening, the NewTube server was buzzing. A huge commotion broke out on social media, especially among young people.

Jun-hoo’s video instantly grabbed the attention of tens of thousands of people.

It was thanks to additional promotion on social media and being selected as today’s hot video.

The Choi Bae-dal Challenge Shorts video had also surpassed 1 million views, so Jun-hoo’s attention-seeking operation was a great success.

Good. Good.

The number of subscribers also jumped from 700,000 to 750,000 at once. *I can expect a good NewTube income this month too.*

Jun-hoo smiled brightly.

However, Jun-hoo’s joy wasn’t the kind that came from becoming famous and earning a lot of money.

It was the joy that he could help more patients from families with difficult financial situations with the increased NewTube income.

Money and fame weren’t that important to Jun-hoo.

Having the power to help others—that was Jun-hoo’s fundamental joy.

His criteria for happiness had changed as he lost many colleagues in the Murim world [martial arts world] and Sung-ho in the modern world.

Screech.

Screech.

Jun-hoo scrolled down with the mouse wheel and checked the comments on the video.

[Even a blind man would open his eyes wide at the mysterious talent of a neurosurgeon. Is he a doctor? Or a stuntman?]

Jun-hoo chuckled as he read the video title he had personally created.

It seemed like he had already become a NewTuber.

He was able to come up with stimulating titles that attracted people’s attention.

The response to the video was explosive.

It had only been 6 hours since it was uploaded, but the number of views had already surpassed 500,000.

It was thanks to additional promotion on social media and being selected as today’s hot video.

The Choi Bae-dal Challenge Shorts video had also surpassed 1 million views, so Jun-hoo’s attention-seeking operation was a great success.

Good. Good.

The number of subscribers also jumped from 700,000 to 750,000 at once. *I can expect a good NewTube income this month too.*

Jun-hoo smiled brightly.

However, Jun-hoo’s joy wasn’t the kind that came from becoming famous and earning a lot of money.

It was the joy that he could help more patients from families with difficult financial situations with the increased NewTube income.

Money and fame weren’t that important to Jun-hoo.

Having the power to help others—that was Jun-hoo’s fundamental joy.

His criteria for happiness had changed as he lost many colleagues in the Murim world and Sung-ho in the modern world.

Screech.

Screech.

Jun-hoo scrolled down with the mouse wheel and checked the comments on the video.

-Wow. That’s amazing. How can you bend a coin with just your finger strength? Are your fingers made of steel?

-If you show this video to a difficult patient, they’ll shut their mouths immediately. LOL.

-Please bend something other than a coin!!!!

While there were favorable comments, there were also quite a few that doubted Jun-hoo.

-Isn’t he using a fake plastic coin? How can you bend a coin with your fingers?

-This is 100% a spliced video. There are quite a few videos like this. Don’t be fooled.

Even though Jun-hoo filmed the video in one take, and he bent the coin with only one hand to prove that it was a normal coin and that he didn’t switch it, more than 50 percent of the comments doubted him.

But that was understandable.

Jun-hoo’s abilities far exceeded common sense.

But Jun-hoo wasn’t particularly upset.

Even the fact that opinions were fiercely divided between fake and real was beneficial to him, because that’s all attention, and it’s connected to views.

Jun-hoo just had to sit back and enjoy the ride.

*Wow, it’s so sweet.*

*Should I film more videos that attract attention with martial arts in the future? The reaction is so hot.*

Jun-hoo, who had discovered a new continent of NewTube content and was savoring its potential, suddenly noticed a comment.

It was a comment with quite a few likes.

When he refreshed the page, the number of likes increased from 100 to 300.

-This is Kim Jin-guk, a fake video detector. I received a request to check whether the popular coin-bending video is fake. If you want to check the video, please come here.

The comment included a hyperlink to the channel.

Curious, Jun-hoo immediately went to Kim Jin-guk’s NewTube channel.

After watching a few videos, he saw that Kim Jin-guk was a fairly trusted fake video detector.

He had a history of stopping the activities of various fake creators by exposing their lies, such as a mukbang [eating broadcast] streamer who spit out food while eating, and a YouTuber who did a back advertisement [secretly promoting a product without disclosing it].

How would Kim Jin-guk evaluate Jun-hoo’s video?

The curiosity began to build.

Click.

Jun-hoo clicked on the fake video detector’s video that was uploaded 3 hours ago.

The title of the video was:

[No, you’re bending a coin with your fingers? If you get caught lying, your hand will be cut off?]

A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]

A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]

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Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Haunted by vivid dreams of a life lived in a world of martial arts, Seo Jun-hoo finds himself at a crossroads. Is he the martial arts master of his dreams, or the high school student of the present day? The answer is both. He discovers he can cultivate internal energy even in the modern world, a power he never imagined possible. Torn between two lives, Seo Jun-hoo seeks a path that blends his extraordinary abilities with a desire to help others. Leaving the sword behind, he chooses the scalpel, aiming to save lives instead of taking them. Witness the rise of a doctor unlike any other, a healer wielding the power of martial arts. Could this be the destiny he was always meant for?

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