A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 255

Chapter 48: Isaac (5)

Daejeon Branch….

Jun-hoo murmured inwardly.

The Daejeon Branch was a place of ill-fated connection for Jun-hoo.

The place where his colleague, Seong-ho, was last transferred.

The place where he was declared brain dead and donated his organs.

That place was none other than Shinwon University Hospital’s Daejeon Branch.

Perhaps that’s why Jun-hoo felt a pang in his heart whenever he thought of the Daejeon Branch.

But apart from the chilling memories, the Daejeon Branch was also the perfect place for Jun-hoo to train.

The Daejeon Branch was designated as a regional trauma center, and due to its nature, it had many emergency and trauma patients.

In other words, he could see more patients and enter the operating room more often than he does now.

“…….”

Jun-hoo couldn’t answer easily and studied Si-hoo’s expression.

Si-hoo, nicknamed ‘Smiling Angel,’ had a smile completely erased from his lips, unlike usual.

Jun-hoo seemed to know the hidden meaning of that expression.

“What are you two whispering about?”

A familiar voice, Min-kyung, approached the window.

Standing between Jun-hoo and Si-hoo, she created a triangular composition. The tense air flowing between Jun-hoo and Si-hoo eased somewhat.

“It’s nothing. We were talking about dispatch. I recommended the Daejeon Branch to Jun-hoo.”

“Well, it’s about time for dispatch. Jun-hoo, that’s great. Isn’t the Daejeon Branch your style?”

Min-kyung said in a congratulatory tone.

Obsessed with medical training…….

She knew Jun-hoo, who would wake up even in his sleep if he heard about patients.

“I don’t know.”

“You’re being uncharacteristically hesitant.”

Si-hoo frowned as if frustrated.

“The situation at the Daejeon Branch is serious right now. I heard that one of the second-year residents ‘deserted’ a few days ago. They’re clamoring for someone who’s good at their job to be sent.”

“…….”

“There’s no one in the department who can keep up with you in terms of general charting or procedures, let alone surgery. Of course, you have to go.”

“Then my answer is…….”

“Answer?”

“I refuse. I will stay in Seoul no matter what.”

Jun-hoo refused firmly.

His eyes were firm, and his voice was full of refusal.

The reason to go to Daejeon.

Conversely, the reason not to go to Daejeon.

When weighing the two.

The latter reason was overwhelming.

You thought I’d fall for your petty tricks?

Not even close.

I have 10 years of political experience in the Murim Alliance [a fictional martial arts world or community, often used in Korean fantasy novels].

“Wow! Amazing! Jun-hoo, are you serious? You’re turning down Daejeon?”

Min-kyung asked, startled.

From Min-kyung’s perspective, Jun-hoo’s choice was unexpected.

“Yes. I don’t want to go.”

“You seem to be mistaken about something. Strictly speaking, I’m not suggesting anything to you. I’m ordering you.”

Si-hoo crumpled his face.

He exuded an aura of displeasure with his whole body.

“Then can I tell Director or Professor Seo directly? That I don’t want to go to Daejeon.”

“You…… you little…….”

“I’m busy with work, so I’ll tell you the details later.”

Jun-hoo turned and started walking.

Thud. Thud.

The light footsteps were moving away from Si-hoo.

* * *

“Why is he being like that? Is he having a late adolescence?”

Si-hoo stared at Jun-hoo’s back with a dumbfounded expression.

It was an unexpected reaction.

And because it was a resistance that was not easy to deal with, Si-hoo was still stunned.

The density of reality was thin, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

“I was completely surprised too. I thought it was someone else, not Jun-hoo.”

Min-kyung continued to talk garrulously.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen him reject a request so openly.”

“Min-kyung, can you persuade him?”

“Me?”

“It’s obvious he won’t listen to me. But he’ll at least listen to you with one ear.”

“I’ll try my best for now.”

“Thank you. You’re the only one, Min-kyung.”

Si-hoo smiled and put his hand on Min-kyung’s shoulder.

Min-kyung’s cheeks flushed red.

Using Min-kyung was too easy for Si-hoo.

By the way, this is a bit unexpected?

I expected her to confess around last year.

Si-hoo was going to accept Min-kyung’s confession.

After dating Min-kyung, he would gaslight her.

He was going to use her like his own slave.

But the development went against expectations.

Min-kyung never confessed, even though she had feelings for him.

Well, it didn’t matter much.

Even if she wasn’t his lover, Min-kyung was a resource with many uses.

“But, senior. I have a question.”

“Yeah. Tell me.”

“What if Jun-hoo refuses to go on dispatch until the end?”

“What can I do? I have to tell the director.”

“Does Jun-hoo ‘have’ to go to Daejeon?”

“Definitely!”

Si-hoo emphasized with force.

Si-hoo could give more than 100 reasons why Jun-hoo had to go to Daejeon.

He was that serious about getting rid of Jun-hoo.

If Jun-hoo disappeared from his sight, Si-hoo was even prepared to take off his underwear and dance wildly in the hallway.

“The weather is really nice. I wish I could quit being a doctor and go to the Han River [a major river in South Korea, often a popular spot for recreation] on a day like this.”

“I agree. It’s too bad to be in the hospital on such a nice day.”

“Shall we go on a date sometime this month when we have a day off?”

“A…… a date?”

“Why are you thinking so hard? If a man and a woman meet, it’s a date. So, is that a promise?”

“……Yes. Senior.”

“Let’s go.”

Si-hoo left the window with Min-kyung.

The plan had to proceed as planned.

Absolutely!

* * *

Until noon, when the sun was at the top of the sky.

Jun-hoo spent a busy time.

First, he took care of In-cheol, a first-year resident, like a baby.

He checked the orders In-cheol put in, and watched the procedures such as inserting urinary catheters and nasogastric tubes, giving helpful advice.

In return, In-cheol gave Jun-hoo a ‘double thumbs up’ as a sign of gratitude.

Jun-hoo occasionally answered the nurses’ calls from the ward and added notifications.

There was a time when C.A (Cardiac Arrest, sudden cardiac arrest) broke out in the ward, and he urgently performed CPR.

Jun-hoo rushed to the scene before anyone else.

He resuscitated the patient with ‘Internal Energy Art’ chest compressions that protected the ribs.

He also discovered a patient who was walking around the ward for rehabilitation about to collapse due to sudden dizziness and supported the patient by stepping on ‘Light Body Skill’.

The patient bowed 90 degrees.

The hospital is a place where the ‘landmine’ of ‘death’ could explode at any time.

Jun-hoo was sharpening the blade of tension sharply, and thanks to that, he was able to perform fiercely anytime, anywhere.

“Hoo.”

After finishing the emergency room treatment, Jun-hoo returned to the on-call room.

He sat on the chair and stretched coolly.

The emergency room patient he had just treated was a concussion patient.

An elderly man in his 60s with particularly bright age spots on his face fell while riding a bicycle.

It is difficult to confirm with a head X-ray and basic tests (blood test, urine test, electrocardiogram).

A cerebral hemorrhage is suspected.

Jun-hoo performed ‘Internal Energy Cerebral Angiography’.

Perhaps thanks to Fine Hair Needle Technique.

The time it took for the test results to come out was only 1 minute.

Considering that the total time required for general cerebral angiography is 1 hour, it was a miraculous speed.

Fortunately, there was no damage to the patient’s blood vessels.

Since the elderly man only complained of a headache, Jun-hoo prescribed A.A.P (acetaminophen) for 3 days and sent him home.

The elderly man smiled brightly like a flower, saying thank you for saying there was nothing wrong.

The age spots seemed to be the fertilizer for that innocent smile.

The old man’s age spots looked healthier, like fertilizer for the soil, rather than ugly.

Jun-hoo was alone in the on-call room.

Kyung-soo, who went into the first scrub [preparation for surgery] of the morning, had not shown his face yet.

In-cheol also went into the operating room 30 minutes ago.

Jun-hoo’s surgery schedule was concentrated in the afternoon.

First, in 1 hour.

He would learn cerebral angiography from Min-kyung.

After a short break, he would assist in the cerebral aneurysm coiling embolization performed by Professor Min-seok, who specializes in cerebral blood vessels.

It’s time for me to show my true colors.

Just wait a little bit.

I have a gift prepared for you too.

Jun-hoo gritted his teeth, thinking of Si-hoo.

The reason why he wanted to be dispatched to the Daejeon Branch but refused, unlike his true feelings.

The reason was simple.

Jun-hoo was worried that Si-hoo would commit ‘murderous acts’ as if he had been waiting for it if Jun-hoo went down to Daejeon.

Si-hoo touches patients and guardians.

What if he even extends his devil’s hand to Ah-young?

Just imagining that made Jun-hoo feel unbearable anger.

But it was time to slowly end the ill-fated relationship with Si-hoo.

For the past 4 months.

Jun-hoo secretly followed Si-hoo. He searched passionately for evidence to reveal Si-hoo’s various crimes.

He went through the charts of patients that Si-hoo had seen since he was a fresh first-year resident.

It was like finding a pearl on a sandy beach.

Jun-hoo gritted his teeth.

He turned on the lights and carefully read through the charts.

He also met and interviewed nurses who were not in the ward now but had contact with Si-hoo in the past.

Why are you asking about that?

The nurses were wary with tense expressions, but Jun-hoo dealt with it calmly.

He made excuses that he was curious about the old days of the person he respected.

And that was it if he smiled once.

The handsome guy strategy was always effective.

Times that seemed like hitting a rock with an egg.

Fortunately, there were results.

The tail was long, so it was stepped on [idiom meaning his misdeeds were eventually discovered].

Jun-hoo revealed Si-hoo’s murder pattern in detail.

The method was largely divided into three types and was subtle.

It was like a shadow murder that did not expose himself.

1) Si-hoo enjoyed using ‘Fentanyl’.

Fentanyl was a powerful narcotic analgesic that has recently emerged.

Infiltrating the intensive care unit, Si-hoo secretly administered fentanyl to the patient in the intensive care unit. The patient had a seizure and died quickly.

The death of an intensive care patient was not treated as important.

Not only the guardians but also the staff reacted as if someone who was going to die had died.

Jun-hoo discovered through chart analysis that Si-hoo had an unusually high number of fentanyl prescriptions.

The reason did not need to be spoken out loud.

2) Si-hoo forced ‘unnecessary surgery’.

Brain dead patients or vegetative state patients.

These critically ill patients were impossible to recover.

So, they usually don’t get surgery, but Si-hoo appealed to the guardians for hope and forced the surgery.

This was a method used by 3rd year residents with some experience.

The target was emergency patients.

Since the condition that there should be no professor available for surgery had to be met.

There were not many cases of forced surgery.

Jun-hoo found the case while looking through Si-hoo’s surgical records until his eyes fell out.

3) Si-hoo performed ‘shoddy surgery’.

When there was a history of surgery at another hospital.

Or when the patient seemed naive.

Si-hoo deliberately made mistakes in surgery.

Si-hoo must have felt pleasure watching patients suffering from post-operative sequelae.

Jun-hoo had direct experience with shoddy surgery cases.

Immediately after meeting Si-hoo.

He had cervical disc surgery together.

At that time, Si-hoo was trying to grind away even the strict nerves, so Jun-hoo stopped him.

In addition, there were three more minor misdeeds of Si-hoo.

Then that’s it.

Doesn’t that mean there are more misdeeds that Jun-hoo hasn’t uncovered?

Therefore, Jun-hoo could never forgive Si-hoo.

He was disgusted by the fact that he was spending the same time in the same place as the villain.

Before you send me on dispatch.

I’ll send you to the police.

While hardening his fierce determination, the on-call room door opened with a creak.

Kyung-soo, who looked tired, sat next to Jun-hoo.

“The surgery was tough, right?”

“Don’t even mention it. My legs hurt, my back hurts, my hands hurt. I’m about to die.”

“Why are you asking me to give you a massage so indirectly between us?”

“Was I caught?”

Jun-hoo gave Kyung-soo a massage using acupressure.

Kyung-soo quickly perked up.

His complexion returned and the atmosphere brightened.

While chatting with Kyung-soo, Jun-hoo brought up the main point. It was the story of being dispatched to the Daejeon Branch.

“Kyung-soo. I don’t usually ask for favors, right? Let’s just ask for one favor this time.”

“What is it?”

Kyung-soo raised his eyes as if curious.

Jun-hoo parted his lips calmly.

“You go. Daejeon Branch.”