A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 503

The Martial Surgeon – Episode 503

Chapter 98: The Challenger (4)

While participating in the autograph session, Jun-hoo felt anew the love he received from so many people.

The attendees, with their bright eyes,

with their energetic voices,

and sometimes with trembling voices,

expressed their admiration for Jun-hoo.

Why are people so enthusiastic about me?

Throughout the meeting with fans,

that question lingered in his mind.

Perhaps it was due to his handsome appearance, his fluent speech, and his miraculous medical skills, among other things.

The reasons were diverse, but they didn’t seem to be the essence.

After deep contemplation, Jun-hoo came to this conclusion.

Perhaps people had been suffering from severe thirst for a long time.

Waiting for the emergence of a righteous doctor who sacrifices and dedicates himself to patients.

Since doctors are essentially professionals, it was natural for them to pursue personal gain.

It wasn’t a bad thing either.

However, unlike ordinary professions, doctors have the characteristic of directly dealing with human life.

As such,

patients must have long hoped that doctors would treat life with nobility and reverence.

There is no one who has never been sick in their life,

and there is no one who has not been treated like an object rather than a human being in clinics or hospitals.

Perhaps it was because he was alleviating that thirst, even if only a little, that people were sending him such overwhelming support and encouragement.

“Doctor, I have a question.”

A young man, who looked to be in his mid-20s, sat across from him.

It was when the autograph session was entering its second hour.

Perhaps he was in a hurry.

The young man didn’t even get his book signed and blurted out his question.

“Please, go ahead.”

“I’m actually a medical student. I’m in my fourth year, and next year I’ll take the medical licensing exam to become a doctor.”

The young man hesitated before continuing.

“I read your book, and I want to specialize in neurosurgery. Do you think it’s really okay?”

With just that one question,

Jun-hoo fully understood the *gomin* [agonies] the young man had been through.

‘PIANSEONG’ Jeong Jae-yeong.

Dermatology, Ophthalmology, Plastic Surgery.

Orthopedics, Rehabilitation Medicine, Radiology.

These were the so-called specialties where it was easy to make money, open a clinic, or have a good work-life balance.

If the young man had decided to specialize in such fields, he wouldn’t have had any *galdeung* [conflict].

He wouldn’t have needed to come to Jun-hoo and ask.

Choosing to specialize in neurosurgery was choosing a thorny path.

It meant wearing a crown of thorns instead of a *wanggwan* [crown].

“It won’t be okay. Definitely.”

“Yes? Why? You’re a neurosurgeon, aren’t you?”

The young man asked with wide eyes.

Perhaps because it was different from the answer he had expected, his mouth was slightly open like a fool.

“I know because I’ve been there. This field is not easy. Surgeons are basically enduring with a sense of *samyeonggam* [mission] or *uimugam* [duty].”

“But isn’t that *meotjin* [cool]?”

“It’s *meotjin* [cool] when you’re watching. But the reality on the ground is completely different. It’s much more *cheocham* [miserable] than you think.”

Jun-hoo splashed a bucket of cold water on the young man without hesitation.

The young man’s face was instantly filled with *silmanggam* [disappointment].

He probably came seeking encouragement.

From Jun-hoo’s perspective, it would have been advantageous to *kkeureodeurineun* [attract] the young man to neurosurgery.

However,

he had no intention of saying anything sweet.

Neurosurgery was not a place to be navigated with *nangman* [romanticism] alone.

If Jun-hoo recommended neurosurgery to the young man now,

perhaps in the distant future,

the young man might *wonmang* [resent] and *miwohage doeljido mollatda* [hate] Jun-hoo.

“It’s very different from what I expected. I thought you would praise me even if others discouraged me…….”

“I don’t want to give irresponsible encouragement.”

Jun-hoo continued calmly.

“It’s not too late to decide after doing an internship in neurosurgery. Let’s watch a little longer.”

“…….”

“If you do something that doesn’t suit you, only you will suffer.”

“Yes, Doctor. Thank you for your *hoechori* [strict] advice. But do you know what?”

“What is it?”

“The fact that you disagree with my opinion actually makes me trust you more.”

“…….”

“I felt your sincerity in truly caring for me.”

The two laughed, as if they had agreed to do so.

The conversation ended warmly.

Even as he left, the young man expressed his determination to specialize in neurosurgery once more.

So Jun-hoo signed the young man’s book, ‘To Tae-min, who dreams of specializing in neurosurgery.’

As the next attendee sat down,

Jun-hoo suddenly made eye contact with the man who was next in line.

The eyes of the man, who appeared to be in his early 30s, were filled with anger and hostility that could not be expressed in words.

* * *

Gyu-hong had been unemployed for nearly a year.

For the previous few years, he had roamed the *bamgeori* [night streets] of Noryangjin as if it were his own home, under the pretext of preparing for the civil service exam.

Playing pool,

playing games at PC cafes,

and *giurimyeo* [lingering] around *suljip* [bars] where neon signs flashed like *bulnabang* [moths].

Since he didn’t study, he naturally failed the exam every time.

Then he worked at a *gongjang* [factory] run by his father’s acquaintance for about a year.

The *gongjang* [factory] work was *jigyeowotda* [tedious].

It didn’t make much money either.

Above all, he was *goerowotda* [distressed] by the fact that his *changchanghan* [promising] youth was rotting away in a *gongjang* [factory] with no *gamang* [hope].

As Gyuhong *peojilleo* [laid] around at home,

his parents poured out *seonghwa* [nagging] and *jansori* [complaints].

His father, frustrated, even *dudeuridaga* [patted] his own chest before *meogieotkkaji haetda* [flicking] Gyuhong’s forehead.

Gyu-hong *jeonjeonhaetda* [drifted] from one *areubaiteu* [part-time job] to another. Most of them *jamsureul tassda* [disappeared] without *beotiji mothago* [lasting] a week.

Convenience store *alba* [part-time job], *seobing* [serving], etc.

*Heodeuretil* [Menial work] didn’t suit him.

Gyu-hong lived as a *cheondeokkulreomi* [nuisance] son at home

and as an *ireun geot eomneun* [accomplishment] *muneungnyeokja* [incompetent] outside.

Then one day, he heard news about Jun-hoo.

A handsome appearance that rivaled *baeoo* [actors].

A surgeon who graduated from the best medical school in the country and was recognized overseas.

People looked up to Jun-hoo.

Gyu-hong also became interested and looked into Jun-hoo.

The more he did, the more one corner of his heart became *bipteureojigo* [twisted], *baebae kkoigo* [contorted], and *amheuge muldeureogatda* [darkened].

What the hell is that *saekki* [bastard]?

He has everything I don’t have?

Yeah. The world is so *bulgongpyeonghae* [unfair].

Something is wrong.

I have to step up and *baro jabayah hae* [correct] social justice.

Gyu-hong suddenly opened his eyes to a *jeongui로운* [righteous] *samyeonggam* [mission]. He was seized by a *hwangholhan* [ecstatic] feeling as if he had become *jandareukeu* [Joan of Arc].

So he secretly prepared for the *geosa* [uprising].

And the day to carry out the *geosa* [uprising] was today.

Gyu-hong arrived at the bookstore early and stood in line.

He *dol 돌 malara* [rolled] the *miri junbihae dun* [prepared] sashimi in newspaper and hid it in his *pum* [chest].

As the line got closer, his heart *kongdakgeoryeotda* [thumped]. As the sweat *sigeumyeonseo* [cooled], his fingers *chagawojyeotda* [became cold].

Am I doing something *gwaenhan jit* [unnecessary]?

Should I *gwanduneun ge joeulkka* [quit] now?

A *magwi* [devil] like *soksagim* [whisper] *gyesokhaeseo maemdolatda* [lingered] in his ear.

But Gyuhong *jikyeotda* [stayed] his *jarireul* [place] in the end.

He was simply *naeril* [delivering] *jeonguiui chamsu* [just beheading] to the *gideukgwon* [privileged] that others could not *jeohanghaji mothaneun* [resist].

This was not a *beomjoe* [crime].

It was the *silhyeon* [realization] of *sahoe jeongui* [social justice].

He believed that even if it wasn’t now, someday people would recognize his *yonggi* [courage] and *chingsonghal nari ol georago* [praise him].

‘ *Gaejashik* [Son of a bitch], *hahahoho* [laughing merrily] *shinnatne* [having fun].’

Gyu-hong glared at Jun-hoo from afar.

Jun-hoo was *binggeure* [smiling] while talking to a fan.

Well, how could he not enjoy every day, no, every minute and second, when he lived such a *hwaryeohan* [glamorous] life?

Those who *assaganeun* [take away] Gyuhong’s *haengbok* [happiness] were all guys like that.

Guys who have a lot but try to *gajiryeogo haneun nomdeul* [take] more!

Because of guys like you, the *chongnyang* [total amount] of *haengbok* [happiness] is *jureodeundago* [decreasing]!

Finally, Gyuhong’s *charye* [turn] came.

Gyu-hong *jinjeongsikimyeo* [calmed] his *tteolrineun* [trembling] *maeum* [heart] and sat down.

He *manjijakreotda* [fiddled] with the *hoekal* [sashimi knife] handle he had put in his *otsomae* [sleeve] to *hwagin cha* [check].

“You must be a *Tae yangin* [Solar type]. Wearing a coat in this summer?”

Jun-hoo *geonneotda* [offered] a *nongdam* [joke] first.

Gyu-hong *musihhaetda* [ignored] without *daedap* [answering].

“You’re a doctor, right? You’ve seen a lot of people *jukneun geol* [dying], haven’t you?”

“Yes. I’ve seen a lot. And it’s *goeropjyo* [painful] every time I watch.”

“But have you ever *haebosyeosseoyo* [thought] about it?”

“What *saenggak* [thought] would that be?”

“The *saenggak* [thought] that you could *jugeul sudo ittaneun* [die].”

Gyu-hong *beoltteok ireonatda* [jumped up] from his *jarie* [seat].

As the time came to *silhaenge 옮gil* [carry out] the *geosa* [uprising], a *bulgateun* [fiery] *giun* [energy] *hwieo gamatda* [enveloped] his *jeonsin* [whole body].

Gyu-hong *kkeonaetda* [took out] the *hoekal* [sashimi knife] he had *sumgyeodueotteon* [hidden] in his *koteu* [coat] *jumeoni* [pocket].

He *seodulleo beoseugyeonaetda* [hurriedly removed] the *sinmunji* [newspaper] that was *gamssago itteon* [covering] the *kalnal* [blade].

“꺄아아악(Aaaaaah)! That person has a *kal* [knife]!”

“Doctor, *josimhaseyo* [be careful]! It’s a *goehan* [stranger]!”

“*Gadeu* [Guard]! Look over there! You have to *mallyeoyah haeyo* [stop him] *ppalli* [quickly]!!!”

A few *paen* [fans] who discovered Gyuhong *jilleotda* [screamed] *bimyeong* [screams] and *goham* [shouts].

The *sainhoejang* [autograph session venue] *bunwigi* [atmosphere] *sapsigane* [instantly] *muldeureotda* [became] with *gongpo* [fear].

Meanwhile, the *jubyeon* [surrounding] *soran* [commotion] *deouk jageukhaetda* [stimulated] Gyuhong.

Through the *nalseon* [sharp] *baneung* [reaction], he was able to *dasigeum hwagin* [once again confirm] that he was *wollae* [originally] a *daedanhan* [great] *saram* [person].

“*Jugeora* [Die], *wiseonja* [hypocrite]!”

Gyu-hong *jjilleotda* [stabbed] the *hoekal* [sashimi knife] toward Jun-hoo’s *bokbu* [abdomen].

‘으(Eugh)…… *akkapda* [too bad].’

Gyu-hong *kkaemuneun* [bit] his *ipsul* [lip] *jilkkeun* [tightly].

The *hoekal* [sashimi knife] *aseulaseulhage* [narrowly] *seuchyeo jinagatda* [grazed] Jun-hoo’s *yeopguri* [side].

But it wasn’t without *sodeuk* [gain].

The *oenjjok* [left] *yeopguri* [side] *bubeun* [part] of Jun-hoo’s *waisyeocheu* [dress shirt] was *gilge jjijeojyeotda* [torn]. *Bulgeun* [Red] *pi* [blood] was *saeeo nago isseotda* [seeping] through the *jjijeojin* [torn] *teum* [gap].

“*Dadeul* [Everyone] *gakkai oji maseyo* [don’t come close]. *Jega hae gyeolhagessseumnida* [I’ll handle it]. *Gadeu* [Guards] *bundeuldo* [too] *gamanhi gyeseyo* [stay still]. He’s *deulgo isseumnida* [holding] a *hyunggi* [weapon]. *Hamburo* [Recklessly] *jeopgeunhaetdagan* [approaching], *yeoreobunkkaji* [even you] *dachyeoyo* [will get hurt].”

Even though Gyuhong was *deulgo* [holding] a *hoekal* [sashimi knife] and *nuneul sipeureohge tteugo* [glaring], Jun-hoo was *chimchakhagiman haetda* [calm].

Gyu-hong was *yeol batatda* [more angry] because of that.

“*Gakkai ojima* [Don’t come close]. *Dagaomyeon* [If you come closer], *i saekki* [this bastard] *boda* [than] *meonjeo* [first] *hwangcheongillo ganeun geoya* [will go to the afterlife].”

Huuuung [Whoosh].

Gyu-hong *nandojil haetda* [hacked] the *hoekal* [sashimi knife] in the *heogong* [air] to *wihyeophagi wihae* [threaten] the *jubyeon* [surrounding] *e inneun saramdeureul* [people].

The *geobe jillin* [terrified] *saramdeureun* [people] *chama* [couldn’t] *dagaoji mothaetda* [come close].

They were *janteuk eoreobuteun chae* [frozen] *jikil* [staying] *jejarireul* [in place].

Gyu-hong *geodeochatda* [kicked] the *sainhoe* [autograph session] *jeonyong* [exclusive] *teibeul* [table].

The *teibeul* [table] *neomeojyeotda* [fell] *udangtang* [with a crash].

The *jangae mul* [obstacle] *sarajyeotgo* [disappeared] Jun-hoo was *mollyeo isseotda* [cornered] against the *byeok* [wall].

The *geim* [game] was *kkeutnan geosina dareumeopseotda* [as good as over].

“*Yueon* [Last words] *eun eopseo* [don’t you have]?”

“*Yueon* [Last words] *eun nega namgyeoyah hal geot gateunde* [you’ll be the one leaving]. *Ne insaeng* [Your life] *eun oneul* [today] *i jarireseo* [in this place] *jongchyeosseo* [is over].”

“*Yeombyeonghane* [Bullshit]. *Jejudo moreugo* [Not knowing your place].”

Gyu-hong *deombyeodeureotda* [pounced] at Jun-hoo.

He *hwidulleotda* [swung] the *hoekal* [sashimi knife] *geochilge* [violently] with the *saenggak* [intention] of *jinjja jugil* [really killing].

Sseeaeeek [Swoosh]!

But *waeilkka* [why].

The *hoekal* [sashimi knife] *namgil* [left] *saengchae gireul* [scratches] on Jun-hoo, but *juji mothaetda* [couldn’t give] a *gyeoljeongjeogin* [decisive] *taryeok* [blow].

‘ *Bireomeogeul* [Damn it]!’

Gyu-hong *galsurok* [increasingly] *jogeophaejyeotda* [became impatient].

Even if he *makneundago haedo* [stopped] the *gadeudeul* [guards], the *iyagiga dallajyeotda* [story would be different] if the *gyeongchal* [police] *omyeon* [came].

“*Geuman jom jugeorago* [Just die already]!”

* * *

An hour later.

Ah-young was *ilkgo isseotda* [reading] Jun-hoo’s *esei* [essay] in the *hyungbuaegwa* [thoracic surgery] *dangjiksil* [on-call room].

Weeeeee [Weeeeee].

The *jeonhwabeol* [phone bell] *ullineun* [rang] at that moment.

After *hwagin* [checking] the *beonho* [number], it was a *uidae* [medical school] *donggi* [classmate].

“*Yun-seona*, *museun iriya* [what’s wrong]?”

-너(You) *moksoriga* [voice] *wae ireohge* [why so] *pyeonanhae* [comfortable]? *Ne nampyeon* [Your husband] *hante* [to] *museun iri* [something] *ireonanneunji* [happened] *molla* [don’t you know]?

Yun-seon *tteoreotda* [was 떨었다(trembling)] *hodeulgab* [fuss] as if the *naeil* [tomorrow] *jiguga* [earth] *myeolmanghal* [destroyed] *geotcheoreom* [like].

“*Wae geureoneunde* [Why are you like this]. *Na* [I’m] *dokseo* [reading] *jungira* [because] *bappa* [busy].”

-*Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *ga Seoul* [Seoul] *ollagaseo* [went up] *sainhoe* [autograph session] *hago itjanha* [doing]. *Geogiseo* [There] *kalburim* [stabbing] *i natdae* [happened].

“*Geurae* [Really]? *Geugeon* [That’s] *jom* [a bit] *uiwoene* [unexpected].”

Ah-young *eusseukgeorigo* [shrugged] *malatda* [said].

-*Geunyang* [Just] *kalburim* [stabbing] *i heujibuji* [vaguely] *kkeutnan geotdo anigo* [not ended] *simjieo* [even] *Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *ga dachyeotdan* [injured] *mariya* [saying]!

Yun-seon *jilleotda* [shouted] *beoreok* [angrily].

“*Gwi* [Ears] *an meogeotgeodeun* [not deaf]. *Joyonghi* [Quietly] *malhaedo* [speaking] *da* [all] *aradeureo* [understand].”

-*Neodapji anhge* [Unlike you] *wae geurae* [why are you like this]. *Neohui dul* [You two] *syowindo bubu* [show window couple] *yeosseo* [were]? *Nampyeon* [Husband] *i kalburim* [stabbing] *e hwimallyeonneunde* [involved] *eojjeom geureohge* [how so] *naengjeonghani* [cold]?”

“…….”

-*Kalburim* [Stabbing] *i heujibuji* [vaguely] *kkeutnan geotdo anigo* [not ended] *simjieo* [even] *Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *ga dachyeotdan* [injured] *mariya* [saying]!

Yun-seon *deullyeojueotjiman* [told] *deo guchejeogin* [more specific] *sosigeul* [news], Ah-young *yeojeonhi* [still] *byeoldareun* [not much] *gamheung* [feeling] *eul neukkiji mothaetda* [didn’t feel].

Ah-young *algo isseotda* [knew].

*Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *ga murim* [martial arts world] *chulsiniraneun* [from] *geoseul* [that].

*Kal* [Knife] *eun mulroniyo* [of course] *chong* [gun] *eurodo gamhi* [dare] *Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *reul haechil suga eopdaneun* [can’t harm] *geoseul* [that].

*Manyak* [If] *Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *ga dachyeotdamyeon* [injured] *ilbureo* [on purpose] *dachyeosseul geosida* [injured].

*Chimyeongjeogin* [Fatal] *sangcheo* [wound] *neun ilbureo* [on purpose] *pihae gamyeonseo* [avoiding].

“*Arasseo* [Okay]. *Naega* [I’ll] *Jun-hoo* [Jun-hoo] *hante* [to] *yeonlakhae bol ge* [contact]. *Singyeong sseojwoseo* [Caring] *gomawo* [thank you].”

윤선(Yun-seon)과의 통화를 끊고(ended) 아영(Ah-young)은 계속해서(continued) 책을 읽었다(reading).

사실(Actually) 아주 조금(a little) 궁금하긴 했다(curious).

준후(Jun-hoo)가 일부러(on purpose) 다친(injured) 이유(reason) 정도는(at least).