A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 299

Chapter 57: Pioneer (4)

Click. Click.

Whirr.

The sounds of the mouse pointer clicking and the mouse wheel scrolling were loud.

In the office inside the gym, Kwon Hyuk was browsing Junhoo’s NewTube channel.

Kwon Hyuk’s eyes narrowed as he watched the video.

His face was almost touching the monitor.

“Ha… Son of a bitch. He really is a doctor.”

Kwon Hyuk muttered with a sigh.

Junhoo had left after filming, but the lingering feeling he left behind was still there.

The memory of being hit by all of Junhoo’s punches surged up, and Kwon Hyuk’s face instantly turned bright red.

He had never been so humiliated.

“How can a doctor swing a punch that even I can’t avoid? It doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t…”

As Kwon Hyuk was lamenting,

Two gym members entered the office.

Seo Hyun-soo and Park Shin-yeol.

Their martial arts skills were mediocre, but they were good with words and often appeared as guests on Kwon Hyuk’s channel.

“Sunbae [senior/mentor], can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

“Earlier, the punch the doctor threw, you deliberately took it, right?”

At Hyun-soo’s question, Kwon Hyuk frowned. *Are these bastards here to add fuel to the fire?*

“I’ve said it over and over again. I did it on purpose to get some NewTube content.”

“See? You idiot. Shin-yeol here was stubbornly insisting that Sunbae couldn’t avoid the doctor’s punch.”

“Park Shin-yeol.”

“Yes, Sunbae.”

Shin-yeol swallowed hard at Kwon Hyuk’s fierce gaze.

“Did you really think that? That the legendary Black Mamba couldn’t avoid a doctor’s punch?”

“Well… that’s…”

“Don’t stutter, just tell me straight, you bastard.”

“I think Sunbae was a little bit serious. Your eyes completely change when you’re serious. I saw that unique look.”

“…”

“But if that seriousness was about 30 percent, I thought you might not have been able to avoid the doctor’s punch. Hahaha.”

Shin-yeol laughed awkwardly after answering.

Shin-yeol’s eyes were accurate.

In reality, Kwon Hyuk had faced Junhoo with sincerity.

But he couldn’t reveal this to the outside world. He felt like he would die of embarrassment if he did.

“But, Sunbae.”

Shin-yeol quickly changed the subject.

“Why?”

“How should we edit the video we shot today? The hidden camera video and the punch-dodging video.”

“Upload the hidden camera video and delete the punch-dodging video.”

“Huh? Sunbae. Why delete it? You deliberately took the hit for the NewTube content, right?”

Hyun-soo, who had been silent, joined the conversation. He gently scratched Kwon Hyuk’s wounded pride.

“Wouldn’t people laugh and enjoy it? I think it’ll be a hit.”

“I don’t think it’ll be that fun.”

“No, trust me…”

“Seo Hyun-soo. Shut your mouth. Do you think I’m here to listen to your chatter?”

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Both of you, leave if you’re done here.”

After sending his juniors away, Kwon Hyuk leaned back in his chair.

He just wanted to be alone right now.

* * *

“Wow. Junhoo-sensei [teacher/master]. You were really cool earlier.”

While moving to the subway station after leaving the gym, Young-eun raised both thumbs towards Junhoo.

“Even the world-famous martial artist couldn’t avoid Junhoo-sensei’s punch? Totally awesome!”

“I was just playing along since we had a guest.”

“Considering you were just playing along, Kwon Hyuk’s expression was completely rotten. The atmosphere around him was also icy.”

Young-eun chattered like a baby bird.

Junhoo smiled instead of answering.

On the surface, it looked like Kwon Hyuk was putting on a show for Junhoo, but the reality was completely different.

It was Junhoo who was putting on a show, not Kwon Hyuk.

If Junhoo had been serious, he would have subdued Kwon Hyuk in just one second.

And people would probably never know.

That Junhoo, a surgeon and not a mixed martial arts champion or a boxing champion, was the strongest man in humanity.

“Um… what should we do with the video we took?”

“You have a separate video?”

Junhoo asked, tilting his head.

When filming as a guest,

It was common to receive the full version of the video from the other party and re-edit it.

“Of course. Those people might edit it like devils. Look at this.”

Young-eun held out her phone.

When Junhoo touched the screen, a video of about 30 minutes had been filmed.

The video included scenes of Junhoo wearing gloves and unilaterally beating up Kwon Hyuk.

“I have a feeling they’ll cut out this scene and upload it? I think it’s better if we strike first.”

“…”

“They even filmed a hidden camera video, so we should at least get this much revenge to break even.”

A faint smile lingered on Young-eun’s lips after she finished speaking.

As an editor and manager, Young-eun’s skills were extraordinary. Even Junhoo was amazed.

“Young-eun-ssi [Ms. Young-eun], you’re a scary person.”

“Of course. Anyone who messes with little Young-eun gets punished. So, Junhoo-ssaem [teacher], please send me the videos on time from now on. Got it?”

“…Yes.”

Junhoo parted ways with Young-eun at the subway station because they were going in different directions.

He moved to Seoul Station and boarded the KTX [Korean Train Express] train to Daejeon.

Since he had received Kwon Hyuk’s autograph and support video, today’s schedule was successfully completed.

Junhoo grabbed his phone to pass the time.

He put on his Bluetooth earphones and started watching randomly appearing NewTube videos.

Among them, there was a video that he was drawn to like fate….

It was a comedy program video that aired on the QBS channel.

[Comedy Festival Hit Program: The Master of Deception – 1 Hour Continuous Viewing]

The main premise was that a con artist appeared as a master, showing off his abilities, but later suffered a great humiliation.

-I have never felt pain in my life. When the doctor spanks my butt when I was born, I didn’t even cry then.

-Excuse me, Master. Can you remember that time?

-Of course. I have a good memory.

-Anyway, you’ve never felt pain in your life.

-Try anything. There’s a wooden stick over there. Hit my arm with it.

Junhoo, who was watching the Painless Master episode, shuddered.

A flash of realization swept through his mind.

Among the Demonic Arts, there was a martial art called the Thousand Shadows of Black Night. It was a terrifying martial art that completely blocked the user’s pain.

So, in the past, Junhoo had a hard time dealing with the demons who had mastered the Thousand Shadows of Black Night.

Because they didn’t feel any impact even when hit, they charged in like zombies.

*Wait a minute.*

If I can reproduce the Thousand Shadows of Black Night…?

Could I save Joo-won-ssi, who is suffering from complex regional pain syndrome [CRPS]?

That thought flashed through Junhoo’s mind.

Of course, a life without feeling pain was not a happy one.

Pain also had a reason for existence.

If you couldn’t feel the heat even when burned, the human body would be cooked like barbecue.

But still.

In Joo-won’s case, he was unable to live a normal life due to extreme pain.

There was a risk of becoming addicted to painkillers if he continued to suppress the pain with narcotic analgesics.

Maybe that’s why.

In Junhoo’s judgment….

Only the Thousand Shadows of Black Night seemed to be Joo-won’s hope.

It would be 100 times better to manage his leg without pain than to suffer from CRPS.

‘The problem is the method?’

Junhoo’s hand gently stroked his chin.

He only knew of the existence of the Thousand Shadows of Black Night.

Junhoo did not know the actual martial arts operation method.

Junhoo, who came from a righteous sect, could only perfectly perform the Tendon Severing and Bone Displacement Technique among the unorthodox martial arts.

Still, for Joo-won’s sake.

He had to find a way, no matter what.

The NewTube screen disappeared from the phone screen, and an anatomy photo took its place.

Junhoo’s eyes, examining the lower extremity structure in the anatomy chart he had received in the past, were serious.

The answer was to solve rare diseases that could not be solved with modern medicine with martial arts.

* * *

Time flowed by.

Junhoo’s daily life was still hectic.

Managing the ward, assisting in the operating room, managing the intensive care unit, treating patients in the emergency room, and so on.

It wasn’t too overwhelming to handle the work.

Junhoo had a reliable assistant called martial arts.

He didn’t know fatigue with nutritional supplements and Qi [life force/energy flow] circulation.

He memorized Master Jaehyun’s thesis and had extensive medical and surgical knowledge.

It wasn’t like his treatment skills were lacking….

That couldn’t be.

Junhoo’s hand movements, who had mastered Yangsoo Gourd Art and Howol Twelve Hands to the 8th level, were already comparable to those of most professors.

The longer Junhoo spent in the Daejeon medical community, the more he was becoming an untouchable resident.

The history of the Daejeon medical community was about to be divided into before and after Junhoo.

Even while handling his daily tasks, Junhoo’s interest was always focused on how to reproduce the Thousand Shadows of Black Night.

There wasn’t much time left until Joo-won’s discharge.

Since the nerve block had not been very successful, there was no more treatment that neurosurgery could provide.

The same was true for the Department of Anesthesiology and Pain Medicine.

Diseases that could be treated were not incurable.

“Wow. Sensei, thank you so much. For accepting all of this.”

The day Junhoo handed Kwon Hyuk’s autograph to Joo-won and showed him the video.

Joo-won smiled brightly like a child.

It was a moment when he felt the reward of taking a separate day off from his schedule.

Happiness was contagious.

Meanwhile, Junhoo’s NewTube channel was experiencing another heyday.

The video uploaded by Kwon Hyuk’s side reached 700,000 views, and soon after, the unreleased video uploaded by Young-eun’s skill (?) rose to today’s popular video and drew an explosive response.

The number of subscribers, which had stagnated after 1 million, suddenly increased by another 50,000.

[No, you can’t upload such videos without our permission. What are we going to be?]

[You also uploaded a hidden camera video that you took without permission. Isn’t that tit for tat?]

[The hidden camera video was well received. Because it contained Junhoo-sensei’s righteous appearance. Isn’t the content completely different?]

[What’s different about the content? Kwon Hyuk-nim [Mr. Kwon Hyuk] also became popular with our video. A new image of a clumsy fighter was created.]

[My nickname was Black Mamba, do you think a clumsy image suits me? Your words are too much.]

[I didn’t manipulate the video and uploaded the facts as they were, so I don’t know what the problem is. I have nothing more to say.]

One day, Young-eun sent Junhoo the entire messenger conversation she had with Kwon Hyuk.

Junhoo just laughed after reading the contents.

*What a fool.*

Anyone who messes with little Young-eun gets punished.

As time passed, one evening arrived.

Junhoo visited Joo-won’s hospital room with a determined expression.

Joo-won was looking at something on his phone.

“Joo-won-ssi, what are you looking at?”

“Ah. Sensei. Hello. I was reading a martial arts novel.”

“Do you like martial arts novels? Young people these days don’t read them often.”

“I like the stylish expressions and the power struggles unique to martial arts novels.”

“How’s your leg?”

“It’s… okay now. But I don’t know when another seizure will start.”

A bitter smile hung on Joo-won’s lips. *But that smile will be the last one today.*

“Joo-won-ssi, can you walk for a moment?”

“Yes. But why?”

“Let me see you for a moment.”

Junhoo took Joo-won out of the hospital room.