A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 441

Chapter 86: Bitter Cold (2)

A sedan was traveling down a national highway.

The fields beside the road were dyed pure white from the recent snowfall. The mountains stretching out in front were equally white.

The gently rising and falling mountain ridges resembled waves of snow.

Jun-hoo’s car, returning to the base after providing field medical support, was empty of soldiers.

Jun-hoo always used his sedan to transport patients during field medical services.

Thanks to this, he was able to handle the backlog of field service patients efficiently.

“Did I push him too hard?”

Jun-hoo muttered to himself, furrowing his brow.

The news of Sang-beom’s suicide, which he heard in Kyung-wook’s hospital room, was shocking.

The reason he took his own life must have been…

…the pressure.

Now that Kyung-wook had woken up, it was only a matter of time before Sang-beom’s heinous crimes were revealed.

But after hearing the news,

Jun-hoo felt strangely heavy-hearted.

It felt like he had done something terrible to Sang-beom.

It could be interpreted in different ways, but.

Jun-hoo could be seen as having orchestrated a sting operation against Sang-beom.

Knowing that Sang-beom would harm Kyung-wook, he had been waiting in the intensive care unit.

After catching him in the act,

He drove Sang-beom to the edge of a cliff.

The shock of that moment must have contributed to Sang-beom taking his own life.

Seriously. What am I even thinking?

Seo Jun-hoo, the great.

You’ve become too soft.

Jun-hoo smiled bitterly and shook off the guilt that had been enveloping him.

What kind of person was Sang-beom?

He sexually harassed a squad member and then silenced him.

He pulled the trigger on Kyung-wook.

He even infiltrated the intensive care unit with a sinister method and tried to strangle Kyung-wook to death.

He was, in other words, a guy who deserved to die.

If this were the Murim [martial arts world], Sang-beom would have died at Jun-hoo’s hands before he could take his own life.

I guess living as a doctor who saves people in modern times has dulled my resolve to punish evildoers.

Could it be because it’s been a while since I’ve been involved in a crime?

While the car was stopped at a light,

Jun-hoo looked back on the incidents in his life where he had been involved in crime.

Most recently, there was the episode of being caught up in a gun incident at the library during his time at Mayo.

And going back further into the past…

Going back further into the past?

The moment he recalled that incident, which had been buried deep in his memory,

Jun-hoo’s hair stood on end.

A chill ran down his spine.

Goosebumps rose on his arms.

Why did I only remember that person now?

The incident that struck Jun-hoo’s mind, or rather, the person, was Si-ho.

Jun-hoo’s two-year senior and a psychopath surgeon.

Si-ho was a devil to the core, a human who became a doctor to kill people.

Si-ho had been killing patients by deliberately botching surgeries or subtly administering fentanyl.

Then, Jun-hoo found out about it, and Si-ho was driven into a corner, eventually storming into the cardiothoracic surgery department with a scalpel to kill Ah-young himself.

But Si-ho’s ambitious attempt burst like a bubble.

Because Jun-hoo noticed Si-ho’s plan and evacuated Ah-young.

Si-ho’s medical career ended when he was arrested by the police for wielding a knife at the scene.

Come to think of it, it’s been over 10 years already.

That means…

…he might have been released after serving his sentence?

As soon as the thought reached that point, even the great Jun-hoo couldn’t help but tremble with fear.

Of course, Jun-hoo wasn’t afraid of Si-ho.

Not only Si-ho, but no one could harm Jun-hoo.

Even if they came at him with a knife.

Even if they tried to run him over with a car.

Even if they used a gun, the result would be the same.

Jun-hoo, from the Murim world, was invincible.

Then why did he feel fear?

It was because of the people he loved.

Because of his parents, Ah-young, and his acquaintances.

Jun-hoo was invincible, but the people he loved were not.

Jun-hoo only had one body.

It was impossible to protect them anytime, anywhere.

If Si-ho had been released, there was a very high probability that he would try to harm the people Jun-hoo loved.

Would a devil like Si-ho be reformed?

That was impossible even in movies or dramas.

Arriving at the base, Jun-hoo parked his car in the parking lot and rushed into the company commander’s office.

He inquired about Si-ho’s release.

Si-ho was a person whose personal information had been made public, and Jun-hoo was a victim of the incident, so it was not difficult to find out the information itself.

“Yes. Yes.”

-…….

“I understand.”

Even after hanging up, Jun-hoo stared blankly at his phone for a while. Then he let out a deep, long sigh.

As a result of inquiring at the detention center,

Si-ho was released six months ago.

A terrible beast had been unleashed upon the world.

* * *

As Kyung-wook, who had been unconscious for over three weeks, woke up, the media was turned upside down once again.

Despite numerous allegations, it was known to the public that Kyung-wook’s gunshot wound was self-inflicted.

Why?

Because the Truth Investigation Committee stubbornly pushed for it!

However, their poor investigation.

The investigation, which drew conclusions and then fit the process to them, was quickly criticized by public opinion.

This time, Kyung-wook’s testimony became the trigger.

Kyung-wook confessed to Sang-beom’s corruption.

A soldier who had been sexually harassed by Sang-beom supported this.

The whole story was turned upside down in an instant, like flipping a coin.

Although Sang-beom took his own life, making it impossible to properly punish him,

While the media was hot every day,

There was one more man who was newly heating up…

…Min-seok.

Min-seok was officially the surgeon who operated on Kyung-wook’s gunshot wound.

As Kyung-wook regained consciousness, he received all the attention he had not received before.

Who performed the difficult intracranial gunshot wound surgery?

How did you perform the surgery, etc.

Public opinion needed a new protagonist, and Min-seok became that protagonist.

In fact, the real surgeon was Jun-hoo, who was a shadow surgeon, so Min-seok was embarrassed by the public’s attention.

He refused all the interview requests that poured in like a tide.

But that developed in a funny direction again.

He was being portrayed as a humble surgeon who hides his skills.

[Dr. Seo, I’m dying these days. People are already treating me like a master doctor? I’m afraid my skills will be exposed ㅠㅠ]

One day, Min-seok sent Jun-hoo this message.

Jun-hoo smiled and replied.

[You are a master doctor. You can work hard to acquire skills worthy of your reputation in the future. LOL]

[Are you laughing now? This is all because of you!!!!!]

It was just a simple message.

But it sounded like Min-seok’s desperate cry.

There were many twists and turns, but the incident ended with a happy ending.

With the truth revealed to the world,

Kyung-wook was recovering healthily.

Jun-hoo obtained a new treatment called ‘Brain Blood Point Technique’.

But there could be no complete happy ending in the world.

The end always brings a new starting point, and Jun-hoo was already facing an incident that made him want to shout ‘starting point’.

Even in the near future.

Another starting point was waiting for Jun-hoo.

* * *

7 a.m.

The regimental barracks were bustling with noise.

Normally, it was time to wake up in the morning and slowly do morning roll call, but today the scenery was completely different.

The soldiers were fully dressed in combat uniforms and packing their military gear busily.

“Hey. They’re doing a gear inspection, so pack it according to FM [Field Manual – regulations]. If you get caught messing around, I won’t let you off.”

“Yes! I understand.”

‘Everyone’s busy.’

Medical Private Jung-min came out of the bathroom and looked around the other living quarters. Everyone seemed to be busy except for the medical unit.

Today was the day of winter training.

Winter training.

Along with commando training, it was one of the army’s two major devil training exercises.

If commando training is conducted in the summer, winter training is conducted in the winter.

As the name suggests,

It was a training to measure soldiers’ survival skills and combat power in the harsh cold.

“Hey guys. Please turn off the TV. You’re in training.”

Jung-min went into the medical unit’s ward and gave the inpatients a piece of his mind.

The patients grumbled and turned off the TV.

During winter training,

Two members of the standing medical unit remain in the medical unit.

Of course, both were sergeants.

The patients in the ward were also excluded from training.

It was no coincidence that soldiers’ bodies suddenly became ill or sick a few weeks before winter training.

Of course, some of them were real patients.

Jung-min also looked around the medical unit’s living quarters.

Privates and junior privates who were not senior were packing their military gear diligently.

While other soldiers were wondering what to take out of their military gear,

Medical soldiers filled their military gear with all sorts of supplies.

Why?

Medical soldiers did not carry military gear.

What the medical soldiers carried was a light first aid kit.

If they marched with military gear like regular soldiers, their stamina would be exhausted, and if their stamina was exhausted, they would not be able to provide proper treatment in emergency situations.

Some medical soldiers were even exempt from marching.

While sitting in the back seat of an ambulance,

They moved leisurely at the rear of the marching column.

That was also a kind of ’emergency standby’.

That’s why many soldiers envied the medical soldiers.

They were excluded from all training and didn’t have much to do during work hours.

Jung-min returned to the treatment room and packed his training supplies.

He filled the first aid kits of the medical soldiers dispatched to the company and also filled the first aid kits to be used at the training ground.

He also packed mess kits and water bottles.

“Is everything ready?”

Sergeant Tae-won, who was practically the one in charge, came into the treatment room and asked.

His breath reeked of strong cigarettes, as if he had just smoked.

“Yes. Would you like to take a look?”

“Okay. If our smart guy touched it, there won’t be anything wrong.”

Tae-won sat on the sofa in the treatment room and leaned back.

There was no tension to be found even if you looked closely.

Ah…….

Is this what it means to be a medical soldier?

“Why are you so nervous?”

“I think it’s because it’s my first time doing winter training. I’m nervous because I feel like something’s going to happen.”

Jung-min’s gaze turned to the window.

Unfortunately, the weather became harsh from the day of training.

I heard it was -10 degrees Celsius even during the day.

I went outside for a while earlier, and the wind was blowing hard. The wind felt like it had blades, and my face felt like it was being cut.

If we arrive at the mountain training ground,

The temperature will definitely be lower.

It will be even lower at night.

“Winter training is definitely tough. For soldiers other than us.”

Tae-won chuckled, as if he was having a good time.

“I always feel like something big is going to happen, but nothing actually happens.”

“Have you ever done winter training?”

“Yes. This is my second time. I did it when I was a private right after I joined the unit. It was a relief that I was a medical soldier, otherwise… Ugh… I don’t even want to imagine it.”

Tae-won shuddered and shook his head.

“Which is harder, winter training or commando training?”

“It’s hard to say which is better because they’re so close. If I had to choose, I’d say commando training, but the two give a slightly different feeling.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Jung-min asked, his eyes shining.

“If commando training gives you the feeling of ‘I want to die,’ winter training gives you the feeling of ‘I want to live.'”

“I think they’re both the worst.”

“Yeah, they’re the worst.”

Tae-won stretched and changed the subject.

“The company commander is a little late? Does he know it’s winter training today?”