A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 472

Chapter 92: A Divine Move (3)

“Honey, it’ll be alright.”

Sohyun, sitting in the waiting room, tried to cover her husband’s hand with her own.

Thwack!

But the reaction she got was unexpected.

Her husband smacked her hand away roughly.

Then, he glared fiercely at Sohyun.

“Why are you doing this? I just wanted to…”

The husband didn’t answer.

He just stared at Sohyun for a long time before dropping his head.

His body was trembling faintly.

Could it be that the stress accumulated from work had exploded?

Or was he too shocked by the news that their child was hurt?

Or maybe…

Was he just on edge because he was so anxious about their daughter’s surgery?

Her husband’s behavior was definitely strange.

But it wasn’t something she couldn’t understand.

‘Well, it’s not like I love him anyway.’

Sohyun’s eyes turned to the entrance of the operating room.

It was almost time for the surgery to end.

She needed to start building up her emotions and prepare to act like an actress.

Sohyun repeated the words ‘sad thoughts, sad thoughts’ in her mind.

How much time had passed?

Clunk!

Finally, the operating room door opened.

The eyes of the guardians in the waiting room turned to it.

Fortunately, Sohyun was the one chosen this time. The doctors she had seen in the emergency room were pulling out a gurney.

Tada.

Sohyun hurriedly ran towards the doctors, putting on a show of being haggard, tired, and worried as she asked,

“How is my child… how did it go?”

“Your daughter…”

“Please tell me quickly. I’m burning up inside.”

“Your daughter… is safe. The surgery was successful. We’ll have to watch her progress in the intensive care unit [NICU], but it looks like she has a higher chance of recovering normally.”

The handsome male doctor, Junhoo’s words echoed in Sohyun’s ears.

What?

Her child was in that state, but she lived?

Even though she couldn’t get a blood transfusion?

Sohyun doubted her ears.

This wasn’t part of the plan.

The child had to die during surgery.

She had to die at the hands of the doctor, not Sohyun.

So she could get a hefty insurance payout.

Divorce her husband.

And start fresh with the ‘one’ she loved.

But her daughter surviving had completely ruined her rosy plan.

“Did I misunderstand? You look disappointed.”

Junhoo asked mockingly.

“Wh… what are you saying? I’m just so happy that I’m in shock. Thank you, Yeonji, for living after all.”

Sohyun looked at the gurney and said things she didn’t mean.

“Thank you so much, doctors, and thank you for your hard work. But…”

The look in Sohyun’s eyes flashed sharply.

“You kept the promise you made before the surgery, right?”

“Talk to your husband about the details. We’ll be on our way then.”

Junhoo and the staff disappeared, pulling the gurney.

You annoying people.

Why did you save Yeonji!

Sohyun barely managed to hold back the scream she wanted to let out.

“Honey, Yeonji is safe. Aren’t you happy?”

Sohyun approached her husband, who was still sitting on the bench. She acted exaggeratedly.

“Let’s go out and talk for a bit.”

Her pushover husband was putting on airs for once.

She had a bad feeling about this.

Come to think of it, Junhoo had told her to talk to her husband about the details.

Was there something between the two of them?

Dark storm clouds gathered in her mind.

A little later.

The two left the hospital completely and entered a nearby alley.

Click! Whoosh.

The husband took out a cigarette and lit it first. He blew white smoke into the sky.

“You… you quit smoking. Why all of a sudden…”

“I couldn’t help it.”

The husband coughed.

He staggered as if he was feeling dizzy. Sohyun tried to support him, but the husband coldly pushed her away.

“You’re acting so strange today. You’re cold to me, and you’re not even happy that Yeonji is safe.”

“…”

“Did something happen at the publishing house?”

“It’s not because of the publishing house, it’s because of you.”

The husband’s expression and tone suddenly changed coldly. He was always so kind and gentle, so the shock hit her even harder.

“So why are you doing this? Tell me why.”

“You already know.”

“I know? Me?”

“I’ve never hurt an ant in my life. But I can’t stand it today.”

Smack!

The husband suddenly swung his hand.

Sohyun’s head snapped to the side from the rough blow. Losing her balance, Sohyun collapsed on the spot.

Belatedly, her left cheek swelled up red.

But right now, she was more surprised than hurt.

Her gentle husband had hit her?

No way!

Did the sun rise in the south today?

“You did something really absurd.”

The husband continued, smoking 괴롭게 [bitterly].

“What? You told them not to give her a blood transfusion because she’s a follower of the Holy Spirit? Tell me honestly. You were planning to kill Yeonji, weren’t you?”

The husband’s immense anger washed over Sohyun.

Sohyun squeezed her eyes shut.

Everything was over now.

* * *

Neurosurgical Intensive Care Unit (NICU).

Junhoo placed a chair next to the bed and sat down. He was looking at Yeonji, who had finished surgery 30 minutes ago.

Yeonji was still unconscious.

She was sleeping like she was dead.

White steam formed on the ventilator she was wearing.

Her chest rose and fell regularly.

It was proof that Yeonji was alive.

Junhoo, who had been looking at Yeonji with pity, got up from his seat.

Shwaaa.

He drew the curtains around the bed.

After slightly removing the child’s patient gown, he examined her body.

There were dark blue bruises on her sides and thighs.

There were also traces of red pinches.

‘I should have known from the moment she mentioned the Holy Spirit.’

Junhoo’s face contorted.

Yeonji was a victim of child abuse.

This meant that she had been constantly harassed by Sohyun even before she fell from the balcony.

Whether it was in the Murim [martial arts world] or in modern times.

Beasts in human skin existed everywhere.

Junhoo barely suppressed his anger towards Sohyun.

He recalled the tense moment.

Whether to give a blood transfusion or not.

Standing at a crossroads in his life, Junhoo briefly left the operating room and came out into the operating room corridor.

Like an insect shedding its skin.

He threw the surgical gown he was wearing into the medical waste container.

“Doctor. Is the surgery already over?”

A passing nurse asked Junhoo.

“No. I’m in the middle of surgery. There’s something I want to check briefly.”

“What is it?”

“It’s about the Yeonji patient who is currently undergoing surgery. Do you have the surgical consent form?”

“Yes. But I haven’t scanned it yet.”

“It’s okay. Can you get it for me when you have time?”

The nurse who received Junhoo’s request moved to the station. She handed Yeonji’s surgical consent form to Junhoo.

“Wow! This child had a bloodless surgery? She looked like she was in a very serious condition.”

“I’m having a hard time as it is.”

Junhoo smiled bitterly and looked at the bottom of the second page of the consent form.

The item contained not only Sohyun’s contact information but also her husband’s contact information.

Junhoo immediately called her husband.

Her husband was Junhoo’s hope.

He was a hole that would spring up in the collapsed sky.

-Hello.

“Hello. I’m Seo Junhoo, the surgeon who is currently operating on your daughter.”

-Yes. Doctor. I was on my way to the hospital after receiving a call from my wife.

Loud honking sounds were heard over the phone. It seemed like he was driving roughly to the hospital by car.

-How is Yeonji? I heard she fell while playing on the balcony. Is it serious?

“To be honest, it’s serious.”

-Ah….

A sigh flowed from the husband’s mouth.

“That doesn’t necessarily mean that we can’t save the child. And I want to talk about that part from now on.”

Before getting to the point, Junhoo took a deep breath.

The success or failure of this surgery depended on what came next. What would the husband answer?

The hand holding the phone tightened.

“I’ll ask you directly. Are you a follower of the Holy Spirit?”

-Huh? The Holy Spirit? Isn’t that a cult? Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden?

The guardian asked back with a puzzled voice.

It worked.

What he had expected was true.

Junhoo’s guess was this.

Even if his wife was a follower of the ‘Holy Spirit,’ her husband might not be a follower of the ‘Holy Spirit.’

If so.

He could discard his wife’s consent form.

If he received a new consent form from her husband, he could proceed with a normal blood transfusion surgery as usual.

Junhoo explained the situation.

The husband was 황당하다 [dumbfounded] again.

-What? My wife is a follower of the Holy Spirit? My wife doesn’t have a religion?

“She clearly told our staff that she was a follower of the Holy Spirit. She said that if she got a blood transfusion, she would die and go to hell, so please avoid giving her a blood transfusion.”

This time, Junhoo was even more surprised.

He never knew that his wife wasn’t a follower of the ‘Holy Spirit.’

It was even more shocking because it was the first time Junhoo had ever experienced a guardian making up a religion as a lie.

But he quickly grasped the situation.

His wife just wanted to kill Yeonji somehow.

That’s why she pretended to be a follower of the Holy Spirit and insisted on bloodless surgery.

Junhoo conveyed his thoughts directly to her husband.

Her husband couldn’t speak.

He was probably feeling unspeakable anger towards his heartless wife.

He felt sorry for her husband’s situation, but the truth was the priority now, and Yeonji’s life was the priority.

“Once you arrive at the hospital, come into the operating room. I’ll give you a heads up in advance.”

-….

“Sign the consent form. Let’s save the child first and then talk about the details.”

-…I understand.

The call ended like that.

Junhoo re-scrubbed, put on his surgical gown, and returned to operating room number 4.

His steps were as light as a feather.

If he could give a blood transfusion, there was nothing to fear. Everything that had happened so far was because he couldn’t give a proper blood transfusion.

“Give her a blood transfusion and continue the surgery. I’ll take all the responsibility.”

Junhoo shouted confidently upon his return.

Red blood was injected into Yeonji’s body instead of a blood substitute.

Junhoo, who had gained a great army, finished the surgery in an instant.

That was the whole story of this incident.

Junhoo, who had finished reminiscing, gently wrapped Yeonji’s hand.

Woo woong. Woo woong.

He sent internal energy [qi] to Yeonji to help her recover. Internal energy had the effect of increasing natural healing power.

Internal energy would be a good restorative for Yeonji, who had undergone brain surgery and spinal surgery one after another.

Junhoo kept vigil (a doctor nurses the patient 1:1 by the patient’s side) for a full hour.

After confirming that her vital signs, electrocardiogram, electroencephalogram, etc. were stable, he left the intensive care unit.

It pained him to think about the storm that would come to Yeonji and her husband in the future, but there was nothing he could do.

No. Depending on the interpretation, it might have been a good thing.

If this incident hadn’t happened like this, Yeonji’s heart might have festered and rotted even more.

The first surgery I did after taking over as head was no joke.

What kind of surgeries will be waiting for me in the future?

Junhoo felt like his future was not so bright.

But it didn’t matter.

Junhoo had the power to overcome all hardships and adversities.

Junhoo will take over the neurosurgery department as quickly as possible.

Using neurosurgery as a stepping stone.

He will kick out the hospital director and swallow that position himself.

Someone might say it’s impossible.

Someone might say it’s reckless to Junhoo.

But the ones who don’t know what’s going on are them.

The achievements Junhoo has made so far. Each and every one of them was reckless and impossible.

Just like Yeonji’s surgery.