A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 23

Martial Arts Surgeon – Episode 23

Chapter 5: Medical Student (3)

Ding-dong~

The bell rang, signaling the end of the college entrance exam.

Sighs erupted from all corners of the classroom, as if everyone had been waiting for this moment.

It was a sigh filled with various emotions and meanings.

Some sighed with a sense of accomplishment for having done well on the exam, while others sighed with regret for not having performed to their full potential.

Despite finishing the *suneung* [college entrance exam in South Korea], one of the major gateways to social life, Jun-hoo’s expression remained indifferent.

He packed his bag and headed to the entrance on the first floor of the exam building.

After waiting for a moment, a familiar face appeared.

It was Ah-young.

“Wow, that was seriously the hardest *suneung* ever. The competition will be fierce this time, don’t you think?”

Jun-hoo chuckled at Ah-young’s comment.

“Here you go again. I see your habit from high school carries over to the *suneung*?”

Ah-young’s signature move was to pretend she didn’t do well on the exam while actually acing it.

-I think I messed up this exam.

That’s what Ah-young said when she took the last practice exam of the year, and she ended up ranking second in the entire school.

So, Ah-young was an expert at complaining.

“I’m not just saying that, am I? Honestly, it was really difficult. Or was it not for you, Jun-hoo?”

“It was a bit difficult, but I was just okay.”

Jun-hoo shrugged his shoulders.

For other students, this *suneung* was likely to be a nightmare, but not for Jun-hoo.

He was confident he would get a perfect score, even without grading it.

First of all, there were no questions he didn’t know the answer to.

And he reviewed his answer sheet two or three times to prevent mistakes.

Jun-hoo walked with Ah-young, talking about the *suneung*.

Speaking of Ah-young.

She seemed to have done well on the exam despite experiencing hyperventilation syndrome.

It was thanks to Jun-hoo visiting Ah-young’s classroom during breaks to comfort her with words and even using acupressure.

If Ah-young had failed the exam, she wouldn’t have been able to chatter like this.

As they arrived in the neighborhood while chatting, Jun-hoo finally realized it.

That the *suneung* was over.

That entering medical school, the first step towards becoming a surgeon, was within reach.

“If you’re okay with it, do you want to talk a bit more? I did well on the exam thanks to you, so I want to repay you somehow.”

Ah-young suggested before they parted ways.

Jun-hoo nodded in agreement.

The place they found was a neighborhood bakery that had tables for dining and also sold drinks.

“You must like bread?”

Jun-hoo asked, looking at the bread on the table.

The tray was full of bread that Ah-young had brought.

It was enough for those *mukbang* BJs [Broadcast Jockeys who do eating broadcasts] who are popular these days.

“Yeah. I love it. I can live without rice, but I can’t live without bread. This place has delicious egg tarts. Try the tart first.”

Ah-young smiled brightly and offered the tart, and Jun-hoo took a bite.

The outside was crispy, and the inside was moist, with a savory and rich aroma of cream and eggs that was captivating.

“It’s delicious.”

“Right? Eat a lot. You’ve been through a lot because of me.”

The conversation about the *suneung* continued even at the bakery.

Perhaps the media, as well as the test takers, would be talking about the *suneung* until they were sick of it for the time being.

The next topic was Jun-hoo’s treatment.

Ah-young was curious about Jun-hoo’s extensive medical knowledge and miraculous treatment methods.

“Actually, I’m experiencing a place called Murim [a world of martial arts and cultivation].

So, I can exhibit superpowers that others don’t have.”

…Since I couldn’t say that, Jun-hoo vaguely glossed over it.

He said that he usually watched videos related to medicine because he dreamed of becoming a surgeon.

Ah-young nodded and quickly understood.

“Which medical school are you applying to, Ah-young?”

Jun-hoo changed the subject.

Everyone in the same class knew that Ah-young’s goal was also medical school, just like Jun-hoo.

“I’ll have to see my grades, but Shinwon University would be good, right? Shinwon University’s medical school is the best in the country.”

“Wow, if things go well, I’ll be able to go to college with you?”

“I really hope so.”

“Why do you want to go to medical school?”

“My father passed away from a heart disease. Since then, I’ve vaguely had the idea that I should become a doctor.”

Ah-young’s expression turned solemn.

She seemed to be thinking of her deceased father.

In Ah-young’s appearance, Jun-hoo found himself.

Jun-hoo was the same.

Although he didn’t lose anyone precious in modern times, he lost countless precious people in Murim.

He was dreaming of becoming a surgeon to overcome the wounds and pain of that time.

“Your father will surely be cheering you on from heaven. Hoping that you will become a good doctor.”

“…….”

“I’ll cheer you on too.”

Jun-hoo said with sincerity.

Because Ah-young’s goal was not money and fame, although becoming a doctor for money and goals is not necessarily bad, Ah-young will surely become a wonderful doctor who can think from the patient’s perspective.

“Thank you.”

Ah-young, who received Jun-hoo’s support, forced a smile.

Jun-hoo had a private conversation with Ah-young and then parted ways.

He was proud to have successfully completed the *suneung*.

He felt rewarded for helping Ah-young take the exam safely.

It was a beneficial day to learn more about Ah-young.

Jun-hoo returned home with the sunset’s farewell.

He talked to his mother about the *suneung* and soon talked to his father, who had come home from work.

Tonight, there was a pork belly dinner out for the first time in a while.

It was the best dinner for Jun-hoo.

The happy expressions his parents made when he told them he had done well on the *suneung* were the best feast for Jun-hoo.

One month later.

The school distributed the *suneung* report cards.

As expected, Jun-hoo received a perfect score.

He also obtained the glorious title of being the only perfect scorer in this difficult *suneung*.

* * *

A year passed in an instant, and many things happened during that time.

Jun-hoo, who received a perfect score on the *suneung*, became the pride of the school and the pride of his parents and relatives.

A banner of Jun-hoo was hung at the school, and Jun-hoo’s cheeks flushed every time he saw the banner.

[Congratulations! 3rd Grade Seo Jun-hoo Perfect Score on the College Entrance Exam!]

He wondered if he had to make such a fuss just because he did well on the *suneung*.

Jun-hoo, who had been humble since he was in Murim, cringed every time he saw the banner.

On weekends, he had to deal with relatives who came to visit his house.

All the relatives looked up to Jun-hoo.

The adults spared no praise and admiration, and the cousins ​​looked at him with admiration.

However, Jun-hoo calmly accepted the fuss around him.

First of all, a perfect score on the *suneung* does not mean a perfect life.

The life as a surgeon will begin in earnest after graduating from medical school.

Immediately after the report card distribution was over.

Jun-hoo also looked into Hyung-tae.

The devilish guy who sent thugs to make Jun-hoo ruin the *suneung* on the preliminary meeting day.

According to what he found out, Hyung-tae couldn’t take the *suneung*.

His fingers were crushed by the thugs he hired, so he couldn’t mark the answers.

It was self-inflicted, so Jun-hoo didn’t feel guilty about Hyung-tae.

Pity, sympathy, and goodwill.

Isn’t it not enough to show these to ordinary and good people?

Using such emotions on the villain Hyung-tae was a serious waste.

Once, he happened to run into Hyung-tae in the neighborhood.

As soon as Hyung-tae found Jun-hoo, he was startled and hid in the alley.

After being hit three times, Hyung-tae seemed to realize it.

The simple truth that the more he tried to retaliate against Jun-hoo, the more he would bleed.

Even while applying to medical school and waiting for admission, Jun-hoo had to spend busy days.

Interview requests poured in from various media outlets.

Why isn’t there such a thing?

An interview asking what kind of person the perfect scorer on the *suneung* is and how they studied.

Jun-hoo had interviews with a total of three media outlets.

He gave a somewhat obvious answer that he mainly studied textbooks and EBS [Educational Broadcasting System, a Korean educational channel and resource].

I wish the interest would have subsided around that time…

The world did not leave Jun-hoo alone.

The emergency treatment video that Jun-hoo performed on Ah-young was released on the Internet.

The video spread widely through NewTube and news.

Thanks to that, Jun-hoo had to be talked about by people in the world once again.

Some scholarship foundations, impressed by Jun-hoo’s good deeds, sponsored Jun-hoo with a scholarship worth 10 million won.

Not only that.

Jun-hoo also earned the glorious (?) title of Plastic Bag Man.

Because he handed Ah-young a plastic bag.

And that plastic bag played a big role in calming Ah-young down.

Anyway, Jun-hoo was fed up with the world’s hot interest around that time.

The actions Jun-hoo had taken were not to be recognized by others.

It came from his own conscience, judgment, and values.

Was that why?

Jun-hoo didn’t like the feeling that his sincerity was being consumed as gossip by others.

Fortunately, the world’s interest quickly faded.

There were too many issues to heat up the world besides Jun-hoo.

As time passed and the announcement of successful candidates was just around the corner.

Jun-hoo, who did not go to school and only occasionally helped his father’s delivery, achieved several accomplishments.

One was obtaining a driver’s license.

Since his birthday was in January, he was able to take the exam because he met the age requirements to obtain a license.

Driving was also a type of physical area, so the license exam was not difficult.

Jun-hoo became a Class 1 license holder.

Occasionally, he drove the van instead of his father.

The second achievement was related to medicine.

He hasn’t even entered medical school yet.

He had perfectly mastered the medical knowledge of a 4th year medical student.

Of course, behind that was the brain nutrition supplement and breath control.

The help of nerve stimulation was great.

After finishing the main course, Jun-hoo tried to solve last year’s medical exam questions like a real exam.

What was the result?

As expected, a perfect score came out.

Jun-hoo was as good as a doctor, except that he didn’t have a medical license.

‘There is no such thing as advanced learning like this.’

Jun-hoo burst into laughter as he looked down at the test paper.

Even he was dumbfounded by his own achievements.

He wondered if it would make sense to go to medical school at this rate, but that wasn’t necessarily the case.

In medical school, he will be able to meet colleagues who will work together as doctors in the future.

Finding someone he can lean on.

Because finding someone who relies on him will also be rewarding enough.

Not only that.

He will learn various knowledge and experiences from professors that cannot be learned from textbooks.

Through anatomy practice, he will learn about real bodies, not just pictures.

He will improve his English skills in his spare time.

He will try to combine internal energy and modern medicine a little more.

He should study papers while he’s at it.

As with everything in the world, there was no end to learning.

Medical school life will surely be a stepping stone for Jun-hoo’s growth.

Some time later, the Shinwon University Medical School announced the successful candidates, and Jun-hoo proudly took the top spot.

He even got the full semester scholarship he had dreamed of.

So, his parents didn’t have to break their backs paying for Jun-hoo’s expensive medical school tuition.

He had already received a separate scholarship of 10 million won, so he didn’t have to worry too much about pocket money.

On the day of the long-awaited entrance ceremony.

Jun-hoo was selected as the representative of the new students of Shinwon University and took the oath.

He took his first step as an adult and a member of society, not a minor.

Jun-hoo’s heart was pounding on this day.

After the entrance ceremony, Jun-hoo walked around the campus with his parents and had lunch nearby.

A grand dream of becoming the world’s best surgeon.

He finally got one step closer to that dream.