A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 366

The Martial Surgeon – Episode 366

Chapter 71: Pop Quiz (1)

The next morning.

Raymond was strolling down the hospital ward hallway with his four cronies.

While the four walked side by side, Raymond was about two steps ahead.

He looked like a sharply protruding geometric figure.

“Raymond! Let’s go together. Why are you in such a hurry? The conference is still far away.”

“You guys can just walk faster.”

“Well, yeah, but…”

Anthony scratched his cheek, seemingly embarrassed by Raymond’s cold tone.

Russell, who had been silent, whispered to Anthony.

“You don’t know why Raymond is acting like that?”

“I don’t know. Would I be like this if I knew? Do you know why?”

“Of course, I know. Unlike some people.”

Russell’s lips curled up on both sides.

“If you know, tell me.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Sigh~ I’m a fool for expecting anything. Anyway, you always act like you know everything. Forget it, I won’t listen to you.”

“Don’t ignore me! I really know. Today is the day the pop quiz results come out. Raymond can’t help but be edgy.”

Anthony threw out bait and finally got the information he wanted.

But the question didn’t end there. There was one more question mark to solve.

“Raymond is going to get a good score anyway, so why is he so anxious about the results?”

“It’s because of Junhoo.”

“Junhoo?”

“He solved all the problems alone in an hour and left first.”

“Ah… I remember now.”

Anthony clapped his hands and answered.

“So, Raymond is worried that Junhoo’s pop quiz results will be better than his. He’s always been a top student.”

Russell nodded as if agreeing with Anthony’s summary.

“I’d rather Junhoo get a better grade.”

“Shh! Raymond will hear you.”

Russell was startled by Anthony’s bombshell.

Russell glanced at Raymond walking ahead and put his index finger to his lips, telling Anthony to be careful.

“This guy says everything he shouldn’t?”

“Did I say anything wrong? He has a good personality, good grades, and above all, he’s become a real person. Don’t you remember him saving patients in the library?”

“Still, it’s definitely more beneficial to hang out with Raymond. Think about who you’ll be working with longer.”

“I know, but honestly, it’s annoying to put up with Raymond’s temper. Aren’t you the same?”

Anthony glared at Raymond’s back.

Raymond was always arrogant.

He was the kind of person who lived for his own ego. They were friends in name only, and the group he hung out with was practically Raymond’s henchmen.

Perhaps that’s why.

Anthony was enjoying watching Raymond get beaten by Junhoo these days.

A kind of petty rebellion.

The group arrived at the bulletin board next to the conference room while chatting.

There were already three or four students gathered in front of the bulletin board.

The bulletin board had surgery schedules, department schedules, seminar schedules, and so on, but there was a noticeable notice.

It was the pop quiz results from a few days ago.

Anthony nervously scanned the notice from the bottom up.

“Everyone seems to have the basics down. No one failed.”

Anthony muttered with a sigh of relief.

The pop quiz cut-off was 60 points.

But not a single student scored below 60 points.

Anthony barely avoided failing with 63 points.

Feeling safe, Anthony raised his head a little more. He looked at the middle and upper parts of the report card.

Anthony’s eyes widened as he checked the 1st to 5th place range.

“What? Is that all there is to it?” [Referring to Raymond’s performance, implying it’s not as impressive as expected]

“I knew Raymond would do well. He’s the top resident at Mayhew. He can’t be compared to Junhoo.”

Several colleagues approached Raymond and began to flatter him.

The first place in this pop quiz was….

Raymond.

But why does my lower abdomen hurt?

“Anthony.”

Raymond looked at Anthony with his arms crossed. His eyes were as sharp as knives.

“Huh? Why?”

Anthony’s voice cracked with tension.

“Sorry for not meeting your expectations. It’s me, not Junhoo, who got first place.”

Anthony couldn’t answer and lowered his head.

He must have heard everything he said with Russell earlier.

Anthony’s stomach twisted uncomfortably at Raymond’s sarcastic words.

I’ve been marked by that vindictive bastard.

It’s going to be hard to have a comfortable time for a while.

* * *

“Hey, the exam results must be out already. I thought they would be out in the afternoon.”

Maxwell said, pointing to the bulletin board.

The trainees were swarming around there.

“I just hope I don’t fail.”

“I don’t want anything more than that either.”

Unlike the anxious duo, Junhoo was full of confidence.

At the time of the pop quiz.

Junhoo solved all the problems in an hour and left the conference room.

There was a flood of suspicion from the people around him that he had given up on the exam, but that couldn’t be the case.

He just solved it quickly because he knew all the problems.

“Junhoo is full of confidence again today.”

“It might sound cocky, but I did well on the exam.”

“That’s right, it’s cocky.”

Maxwell replied, practicing Crushing Finger Skill with both hands.

Crushing Finger Skill.

It is a training method of attaching and detaching the remaining fingers to the thumb in order.

Since Maxwell practiced Crushing Finger Skill all the time, people around him recently called Maxwell ‘Crazy Fingers’.

Junhoo’s group crossed the hallway and arrived at the bulletin board.

Raymond was staring at Junhoo without even saying hello.

Arrogance was overflowing from his eyes.

“Something good happen?”

“Of course. I can make someone realize their place.”

“Are you talking about yourself?”

“No. You.”

Raymond pointed to the report card on the bulletin board with his chin.

Of course, Junhoo looked at the first place first.

But what?

He frowned at the unexpected name.

Raymond 83 points.

The first place was Raymond, not Junhoo.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at the score again, but nothing had changed.

“Don’t mess with me. No matter what you do, you’re under my feet.”

Raymond laughed and left with his group.

Until then, Junhoo was shocked and frozen like a stone.

This was absurd.

Junhoo’s solution was perfect.

He memorized the textbook and wrote it down, and some problems reflected the latest surgical trends.

Whether you look at it upside down.

Whether you look at it while doing a somersault.

Junhoo should have gotten a perfect score.

“Why are you so shocked? Isn’t 3rd place great? You solved the problem alone in an hour and came out.”

Maxwell patted Junhoo on the shoulder as if to comfort him.

“By the way, Oliver, I’m disappointed in you.”

Maxwell’s gaze shifted to Oliver.

Oliver, who met Maxwell’s eyes, smiled awkwardly.

“Would you like to explain this properly?”

Maxwell pointed to the report card with his index finger. Surprisingly, Oliver was in 2nd place on the pop quiz.

“You said you weren’t good at studying, you made a big mistake, you didn’t have enough time. You put on a whole show and got 2nd place?”

“Was I just… lucky?”

“Can you solve exam questions with luck? Do you want to be beaten by my fist?”

Maxwell, feeling betrayed, punched the air.

“Calm down. Thanks to Junhoo’s massage, I did better than my skills. But is Junhoo okay?”

Oliver was also worried about Junhoo late.

Junhoo had a blank expression unlike usual.

“Huh? Uh.”

“I guess he hasn’t come to his senses yet?”

“You two go to the conference room first. I’ll ask about the score processing.”

Junhoo only said what he had to say and left the spot.

He headed to the office at the end of the hallway.

Mayhew Clinic had separate offices for each department to professionally manage patients and doctors.

* * *

Knock. Knock. Knock.

A voice was heard to come in after knocking.

Junhoo entered the office without hesitation. Office worker Beverly was sitting at her desk working.

“Beverly. I have a question.”

“Huh? What is it?”

“Was the pop quiz grading done correctly? Was there an error?”

Junhoo asked in an excited voice.

Unless there was a mistake in the grading or there was external pressure that he didn’t know about, the score couldn’t have come out like that.

Junhoo had to be in first place.

“I graded it according to the answer sheet? I did it myself, not someone else.”

Beverly said confidently.

She was doing office work, but Beverly was also a doctor with a medical license.

She was an otolaryngologist [ear, nose, and throat doctor] who was temporarily taking a break from research as a researcher.

“Is there no possibility that the grading was wrong?”

“No. I looked at it once, twice, three times. You don’t like your score?”

Beverly smiled, grasping Junhoo’s intentions.

“There’s definitely something wrong. My score is much lower than I expected.”

Junhoo complained unfairly.

He checked the multiple-choice questions several times.

Due to the nature of subjective questions, it was almost impossible to make mistakes.

If there were errors or problems, they had to be corrected.

“Junhoo. Listen to my story for a second.”

“What story?”

“I understand how you feel. It’s hard to accept right away. The fact that you’re not the best.”

“…….”

“But the Boost Up program is a place where the best of the best are gathered. It’s not easy to be the best there.”

Beverly said as if coaxing a child.

She seemed to be mistaken that Junhoo couldn’t accept the exam results because of his pride.

But that wasn’t it for Junhoo.

Distorting reality to protect his pride was not Junhoo’s style.

That was a defense mechanism used by self-loving people like Raymond to protect themselves.

Junhoo was open.

He didn’t put up any shields.

If there was someone better than him, Junhoo would try to learn more from them.

So what Junhoo wants now is just the truth.

He wanted to find out why the score that should have been perfect dropped to 77 points.

Is she acting well?

Or is she sincere?

Junhoo tilted his head, listening to Beverly’s comfort that wasn’t comforting.

If the exam score was wrong, Beverly was likely the culprit.

Beverly was the one who graded it.

If you guess the reason why the score was manipulated.

It was highly likely that Beverly was close to Raymond or was a racist.

But why?

Why doesn’t it feel like Beverly is lying?

The case was getting deeper and deeper into the fog.

“3rd place is good enough. Be proud of yourself.”

“No. I’m supposed to be in 1st place.”

“Ha… you’re so frustrating.”

Beverly shook her head and continued.

“Mayhew is not that easy. Cheating is not allowed and exam scores are thoroughly managed.”

“…….”

“Stop acting stubborn and please come to your senses. How long are you going to live in a sense of defeat?”

Beverly’s voice rose, but Junhoo did not back down.

If I back down here….

I’ll be branded as a really pathetic human being.

Above all, as a righteous person, I couldn’t just let this injustice pass.

“No matter what Beverly says, I can’t just back down.”

“Then what are you going to do?”

“There is a way to satisfy each other. That method is….”