A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 477

Chapter 93: Grasp (3)

“Seriously, Chief. Aren’t you going too far?”

Choi Jin-gu’s voice was filled with agitation.

After the rounds, Jun-hoo and Choi Jin-gu were talking alone in the conference room.

The topic was about the patient Ahn Byeong-tae, who had received surgery from Choi Jin-gu.

“I’m going too far?”

“Yes! You crossed the line. The line!”

Choi Jin-gu couldn’t calm down. He was furious from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.

Okay.

Let’s say he didn’t diagnose the patient properly.

And the direction of the surgery was wrong.

Even so, he shouldn’t have targeted him in a public setting like the morning rounds.

In front of numerous professors.

In front of numerous patients.

Wasn’t his face crumpled like a scrap of paper?

Choi Jin-gu had been embarrassed to lift his head since earlier.

He felt like everyone was laughing at him inside.

“Why did you blow this up so much? Do you hate me? What did I do to you to retaliate like this?”

“…….”

“Say something…….”

Choi Jin-gu, who had been ranting like a machine gun, stopped talking.

Jun-hoo’s eyes were as fierce as a beast staring at its prey.

If he said even one more word…….

He felt like he would suffer even more humiliation than before.

“Professor Choi.”

“……Yes.”

“Do you know the idiom ‘putting the cart before the horse’? Is this really the situation for you to be raising your voice at me?”

Jun-hoo sternly rebuked Choi Jin-gu.

As if he had been hit by a switch.

Choi Jin-gu flinched.

Jun-hoo looked innocent and soft, but surprisingly, he knew how to get angry and had charisma.

Was that why?

Jun-hoo seemed like a rolling stone dislodging the embedded one.

“You should apologize if you’ve done something wrong. Are you complaining because I didn’t cover up your mistake? Is that something you should be doing?”

“No. That’s…… it could have been resolved amicably…….”

“Shut up.”

Jun-hoo’s words were firm.

Choi Jin-gu wasn’t the only one with horns on his head right now.

Jun-hoo felt the same way.

He was disgusted by Choi Jin-gu trying to secretly bury his diagnosis and surgical failure.

Wasn’t it because of surgeons like Choi Jin-gu that patients belittled some doctors as quacks or didn’t trust the transparency of surgeries?

“You should have been worried about the patient’s well-being, not your own reputation. You should have been thinking about how to fix the situation.”

“…….”

“But you called me in separately just to spout nonsense?”

Jun-hoo continued to criticize Choi Jin-gu’s attitude.

Whether he had a shred of conscience left.

Or maybe he just felt like he was giving in for now.

Choi Jin-gu kept his mouth shut and lowered his head. At least he pretended to reflect.

“I was careless. I sincerely apologize.”

“It’s like forcing an apology.”

“Don’t be so cynical. I’ll meet with the patient and their guardian and apologize separately before I go down to the outpatient clinic. But…….”

“But what?”

“What should we do with the patient going forward?”

Choi Jin-gu asked, sweating profusely.

The patient and guardian had found out about the misdiagnosis and surgical failure.

There was a risk of a medical lawsuit and a high probability of leaking the story to the media.

Both could deal a fatal blow to Choi Jin-gu as well as the neurosurgery department.

From now on, the situation was only going to get more twisted, and a big explosion was bound to happen.

“What do you mean what should we do? Of course, we have to do a second surgery.”

“We failed once, so will they willingly entrust us with a second surgery? I’d be lucky if I didn’t get slapped for even mentioning a second surgery!”

Choi Jin-gu’s voice was full of worry.

But Jun-hoo’s expression remained calm. It was an attitude that didn’t see the problem as a problem.

What on earth was Jun-hoo thinking?

Choi Jin-gu felt like jumping into Jun-hoo’s head.

“Don’t worry and apologize to the patient separately first. I’ll take responsibility.”

* * *

After grilling Choi Jin-gu, Jun-hoo returned to the chief’s office.

He plopped down on the sofa and leaned back.

The title of chief was definitely tiring.

He not only had to see patients but also manage people and take charge of various big and small tasks in the department.

There was another problem too.

Even if he could quickly overcome physical fatigue with his internal energy.

He couldn’t easily get rid of the mental fatigue that stemmed from department management and operations.

But this was a share that he had to bear as the chief.

If he wanted to avoid this pain.

He shouldn’t have worn the laurel of chief in the first place.

No matter how much martial arts I have.

There’s a limit to me running around alone.

I can’t operate on dozens of patients a day. From now on, managing people is more important.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Just in time, he heard a knock.

When he told them to come in, fellow [junior colleague] Yena entered the office.

“Chief. Aren’t you going to the professors’ tea time?”

“I can’t thoughtlessly join a gathering like that.”

“It might be uncomfortable right now, but shouldn’t you get closer to the professors?”

“It’s okay. I’m not going to go, but I’m going to make them come to me. In the very near future.”

A faint smile appeared on Jun-hoo’s lips.

“Wow! Your judgment is so bold.”

Yena also said with a smile.

Jun-hoo liked that Yena treated him without pretense.

Even if Yena seemed a bit rude, Jun-hoo knew that people like Yena wouldn’t stab you in the back.

“If you have time, sit down and talk for a bit before you go.”

“May I dare to do that?”

“I’m not a king, so why ‘dare’?”

When Jun-hoo pointed to the sofa, Yena sat down.

She seemed to like the fluffy sofa, touching it here and there.

“Chief. I have a question.”

“You’re a curiosity shop again.”

“Hehe. I’m so curious, what can I do?”

Yena stuck out her tongue cutely.

“I briefly attended the tea time and eavesdropped on the professors’ conversation. They were all busy cursing you.”

“No wonder my ears have been itching since earlier.”

“Everyone seemed like they were about to revolt because you publicly humiliated Professor Choi during the rounds earlier.”

Yena seriously worried about Jun-hoo and told him what she had overheard.

But what?

Jun-hoo, the person involved, didn’t even raise an eyebrow.

“Aren’t you worried?”

“The professors who are busy trying to protect their own positions are the ones who should be worried.”

“Still, they’re all people who have been in the department for a long time. I’m afraid you’ll become isolated if you alienate them too much.”

“You’ll get hair loss if you worry about me too much, Yena.”

Jun-hoo joked.

“Not hair loss, but I think I’m getting gray hair.”

Yena calmly accepted Jun-hoo’s joke.

“But Professor. Is there a reason why you publicly revealed Professor Choi’s misdiagnosis during the rounds?”

“Of course, there is.”

Jun-hoo nodded.

There was a meticulous intention hidden in that action.

1) If you make a mistake, I will never cover it up.

2) I will not tolerate you trying to hide your mistakes.

3) I don’t have the slightest intention of looking out for your convenience or face.

4) As the top graduate of the Meiyu Boost-Up Program, I am proficient in all subjects.

The message Jun-hoo conveyed to the professors while confronting Choi Jin-gu in the rounds was exactly these things.

“Since it’s my first day, I needed to let them know what kind of person I am. In a way, it’s fortunate that an incident happened.”

“…….”

“It wouldn’t look good to tell these things directly to the professors.”

“You’re really bold, Chief.”

Yena admired sincerely.

A department full of professors older than her.

An ordinary chief would try hard to harmonize with them or cater to their tastes.

But Jun-hoo was different.

He tried to suppress the professors with his skills and power and make them his allies.

I don’t know if that will work well in the future…….

“I’ll be going now. Here, have this.”

Yena took out a canned coffee from her gown pocket, put it on the table, and left the office.

Jun-hoo immediately opened the canned coffee and took a sip.

The coffee was sweet and bitter.

‘Then shall we solve the next problem?’

Jun-hoo took out his cell phone.

* * *

“Yes. Chief. I’m asking for a favor. Thank you.”

Jun-hoo sighed in relief as he pressed the end call button.

The person he just spoke to was Dong-hoon.

He was a professor who had performed pianist awakening surgery with Jun-hoo when Jun-hoo was a snot-nosed resident, and now he was the chief of the Seoul main hospital.

The content of the call was simple.

It was to send one resident from the Seoul main hospital to Busan.

(The Seoul main hospital naturally has the most neurosurgery residents.)

Residents have a work arrangement called dispatch duty [a temporary assignment].

It was a duty to train at another hospital in the same system for about 6 months to 1 year.

Even though it worked out well.

This is just a stopgap measure…….

Jun-hoo frowned and stroked his chin with one hand.

The Busan neurosurgery department’s resident T.O. [Table of Organization, referring to the number of approved positions] was still short by 3 people.

Even if a resident was dispatched from Seoul, it would still be short by 2 people.

When the dispatch duty period ended and the resident returned to Seoul, the T.O. would return to 3 people again.

A more fundamental solution was needed.

After much deliberation, Jun-hoo came up with a brilliant idea.

Snap!

He flicked his fingers cheerfully.

He didn’t know if it would work or not.

But he decided to try it anyway.

Jun-hoo checked the internal phone directory and immediately called the personnel department.

The personnel department employee answered the phone.

Jun-hoo identified himself and asked to be connected to the head of personnel.

-Yes. This is the head of personnel.

“This is Seo Jun-hoo, the chief of neurosurgery.”

-Huh…… this is rare. Usually, the clinical departments don’t contact us first.

The head of personnel laughed dryly.

“I’ll get straight to the point to save you time.”

-Please do.

“Is it possible for our department to recruit additional new residents?”

-Let’s see…… there doesn’t seem to be a problem with the T.O. It’s a bit late for the recruitment period, but it would be possible in the form of a separate recruitment…….

The head of personnel dragged out the end of his sentence.

Somehow, he had a bad feeling.

-Even if we put out an announcement, would anyone come?

The head of personnel’s tone was full of doubt.

Jun-hoo didn’t know, but the head of personnel did.

That there was only one applicant for neurosurgery resident this year.

That because there was only one, they barely even did an interview and picked him up right away.

He later heard that it was due to connections.

That the resident who was currently in his second year of neurosurgery had coaxed a junior he knew.

So, under normal circumstances.

It was safe to say that there were no applicants for neurosurgery resident this year.

-Since the normal recruitment period has passed, I doubt anyone would apply for neurosurgery with a separate recruitment.”

“So, you’re saying it’s not impossible anyway, right?”

-Yes. It’s procedurally possible.

“That’s what I wanted to hear.”

-I think you’ll only be greatly disappointed if you put out an announcement, do you have a special plan?

“Of course, I do.”

Jun-hoo explained the plan to the head of personnel in a calm voice.

The head of personnel only made humming sounds throughout the listening. He never said whether it was good or bad.

“There’s no problem with this procedurally either, right?”

-That’s right, but it’s too unconventional. We’ve never put out an announcement like this before.

“You know the situation in neurosurgery, right? Please be considerate.”

-Sigh. Okay. Let’s push forward with your plan. But don’t get your hopes up too much.”

“Thank you.”

After finishing the call with the head of personnel, Jun-hoo immediately executed the plan.

The resident recruitment announcement method that the head of personnel was worried about and unfamiliar with was as follows.