A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 57

Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts – Chapter 57

Chapter 10: Surgical Constitution (2)

After being seen off by Hanna and the elder,

Jun-hoo left the residential area with a refreshed feeling.

Fortunately, things went well with Ji-ae.

This was because Ji-ae’s agency fostered not only actors but also idols and entertainers.

-I’ll look into a private audition and get back to you.

-So, I can at least audition, right?

-What do you take me for? I can use that much influence for a friend. But whether you pass the audition is up to you.

-Thanks, Ji-ae. I’ll take good care of you if you come to our hospital for a check-up.

-No, thanks. I’m not old enough to get check-ups yet.

In any case, if Hanna can just get an audition, Jun-hoo was confident that she would pass.

…or so Jun-hoo believed.

Sound Master Kwak Seo-woo and Hanna had a lot in common.

Not only their vocalization but also their voices.

He had sharpened his hearing with internal energy and listened to the song.

The probability of misjudgment was low.

Jun-hoo sincerely hoped that Hanna would pass the audition.

He hoped she would discover her hidden talents and be recognized.

Even in an era where hope had become like torture, hope was still necessary.

Hope was both a lighthouse and a compass.

‘I still have plenty of time.’

He checked the time on his phone and it was 4 p.m.

Today was his day off, and he only had to return to the hospital by 5 a.m. tomorrow.

How should he spend his time until then?

After contemplating, Jun-hoo headed to the bookstore located at the nearest station.

-If I had your face and voice, Jun-hoo, I wouldn’t be a doctor. It’s such a waste of talent.

-If you’re not interested in the entertainment industry, try making NewTube videos from time to time. It might help you later.

Following the director’s advice during the hospital promotional shoot,

Jun-hoo decided to try NewTube [a fictional video-sharing platform, similar to YouTube].

If the number of subscribers and views increased,

Later, if he made a profit, he could use that money to help children in difficult circumstances like Hanna.

While heading to the bookstore,

Jun-hoo accessed NewTube and checked out other doctors’ videos.

Interns and residents mainly uploaded vlogs .

Vlogs were videos that captured daily life, showing them working, eating, and commuting.

There was no stimulating content.

But the comfort and familiarity of casual chatter was charming.

Specialists tended to upload videos that professionally explained their knowledge.

However, most channels run by doctors had few subscribers and low views.

They lagged behind in every aspect compared to content like music, animals, mukbang [eating broadcasts], and games.

The only channel doing well was Doctor Friendly.

There was no need to be too intimidated.

Let’s do what we can.

Encouraged, Jun-hoo bought books related to NewTube at the bookstore and returned home for the first time in a while.

He had a pleasant conversation with his parents.

After returning to his room, he devoured the NewTube-related books and created a NewTube channel.

The channel name was Doctor SeoTube.

Jun-hoo also tried filming with his phone as a test.

Due to the nature of his internship,

It would be impossible to film videos in a proper environment with a camera.

After transferring the 3-minute video to his computer, Jun-hoo also tried his hand at editing.

It was very basic editing, like adding subtitles, but he enjoyed it.

It was also a fresh stimulus.

As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and after creating a channel and filming a video, Jun-hoo became greedy for NewTube to succeed.

* * *

The next day, in the morning.

Jun-hoo, who had come to the emergency department, looked for his supervising professor after the conference.

He cautiously asked if he could film NewTube videos during breaks.

“Everyone is crazy about NewTube these days. I heard that interns from other departments are also making a fuss about filming NewTube videos.”

Jun-hoo was quite surprised by the professor’s answer.

He realized that there was another intern running NewTube besides him.

He was also curious about who that intern was.

“You can film as long as it doesn’t interfere with your work.”

“Thank you, Professor.”

“It may sound like a curse, but you won’t be able to do it for long.”

“May I ask why?”

“What popularity would bland medical videos have on NewTube, which has already become a red ocean [a hyper-competitive market]?”

“…….”

“You’ll probably upload about 20 videos at most and then quit. That’s what everyone else does.”

The supervising professor viewed doctors’ NewTube activities negatively, but Jun-hoo was even more motivated because of it.

If he didn’t give up.

He could get meaningful results even if he didn’t hit the jackpot.

“I’m confident that I can do well consistently. I’ll come back to see you later when I’m successful.”

“Please do. Good luck.”

Jun-hoo, who had received permission to film from his supervising professor, headed straight to the emergency room.

Three weeks had passed since then.

* * *

Emergency Department Station.

The evening shift was handing over work to the morning shift.

So-jin and Sung-min were on the receiving end, and Jun-hoo and Myung-hoon were on the handing-over end.

“It’s already the last day, just when we were starting to get attached.”

So-jin looked at Jun-hoo with regret.

“Are you really going to specialize in surgery later? Don’t you have even a tiny bit of attachment to the emergency department?”

“No.”

“You’re so cold. You could at least pretend to think about it.”

“I thought it would be better for the seniors if I didn’t have any lingering feelings.”

Jun-hoo smiled awkwardly.

His month-long training in the emergency department was ending today.

During that time, Jun-hoo had achieved feats such as learning how to treat and diagnose patients.

He also learned how to triage patients to the appropriate departments, and developed internal energy angiography.

Since he had no plans to specialize in emergency medicine, he had gained everything he needed.

It was now time to learn other knowledge in other departments.

“Jun-hoo and Myung-hoon, you both worked hard. Hand over the work well between the interns and work hard in other departments as well.”

“Thank you, Senior.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Jun-hoo bowed to the emergency department resident and left the station.

“Let’s grab a cup of coffee before we part ways. Go to the outdoor lounge first. I’ll go to the bathroom.”

“Okay.”

Jun-hoo nodded at Myung-hoon’s suggestion.

Jun-hoo stood in front of the vending machine outside the emergency room. After pulling out two cans of coffee, he checked his phone.

Ha… it’s terrible.

A sigh escaped him as he checked his NewTube channel.

He had uploaded a total of nine daily life videos over the past three weeks, but the response from people was not good.

The average number of views was 200.

The number of subscribers was 40.

Considering that most of the subscribers were his classmates, the results were even more miserable and pathetic.

There were also few comments, most of which praised Jun-hoo’s appearance.

-Is this person really a doctor? Or an actor???

-Wow, so handsome! My eyes are blessed.

-I want to make up a disease and visit you ^^.

Looking at the comments, Jun-hoo fell into deep thought.

Should I rather shoot videos that highlight my appearance?

There are no other stories besides my appearance?

Jun-hoo felt deeply that a fundamental change in the direction of the channel was necessary.

At this rate, it seemed like it would be neither fish nor fowl [stuck in an unproductive middle ground].

“What? Are you looking at your NewTube again?”

“Well, yeah.”

Jun-hoo handed Myung-hoon a can of coffee and said.

“That world isn’t that easy. To become popular on NewTube, you need something really appealing.”

“What is that?”

“I don’t know either.”

Jun-hoo burst out laughing at Myung-hoon’s irresponsible remarks.

“By the way, let me see your phone. You haven’t subscribed to my channel yet, have you?”

“I… I did?”

“Oh, you don’t sound confident? Did you really do it?”

“Yes, I did! Why are you looking?”

Myung-hoon took a defensive stance and stepped back, and Jun-hoo knew what that meant.

“Tsk, never mind.”

“Ahem. By the way, how are you going to manage this month?”

Myung-hoon cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the subject.

“What do you mean?”

“Aren’t you in orthopedics this month? Orthopedics is the hardest.”

Myung-hoon’s voice was full of worry.

Jun-hoo was going to work in the orthopedic department this month.

Orthopedic work was harder than other departments because of the surgical assistance work.

Orthopedic surgery uses terrifying tools such as saws, hammers, chisels, and screws.

To use these, you need strong stamina and strength.

Not only residents but also interns.

“It’s so hard that they pay orthopedic interns 1 million won [approximately $800 USD] to stand in for them. That says it all.”

“I actually like it.”

“Huh? You like orthopedics? Am I hearing you right?”

“You heard me right.”

Jun-hoo replied confidently.

Jun-hoo, who had experienced the world of martial arts and accumulated internal energy, was already superhuman.

Even if he wanted to fall behind in orthopedic work, he couldn’t.

That wasn’t all.

The fact that he could finally work in surgery.

The fact that he could enter the operating room was also one of Jun-hoo’s joys.

No one else knew how long he had waited for this day.

“Jun-hoo, you’re really a weirdo. A weirdo.”

“Did you just realize that?”

“I knew it a long time ago, but I’ve engraved it in my bones today.”

“Myung-hoon, you said you were going to respiratory medicine?”

“Yeah. I’m destined to draw ABGA [Arterial Blood Gas Analysis] blood all day long. I’m afraid I’ll become a vampire.”

While chatting with Myung-hoon,

The interns who would be taking over the emergency department were approaching.

The main characters were Ah-young and Jung-chan.

“What are you talking about so sweetly? Let us listen too.”

“Jun-hoo, Myung-hoon. Hello.”

“You both came well.”

Jun-hoo handed over the intern work to the two as thoroughly as possible and told them the precautions.

After parting with Myung-hoon, who he had become fond of,

Jun-hoo headed to the 4th floor, where the orthopedic ward was located.

[Doctor SeoTube, 41 subscribers.]

Jun-hoo smiled bitterly as he suddenly checked his NewTube subscribers on his phone.

* * *

I’m so embarrassed, really.

While heading to the orthopedic ward,

Jun-hoo’s face suddenly turned red.

This was because his face was appearing on the hospital’s promotional monitor.

Of course, it wasn’t that he hadn’t anticipated this result.

But the feeling of facing what he had thought in his head in reality was different.

Jun-hoo overcame his embarrassing feelings and thought about orthopedics.

Orthopedics, along with plastic surgery, was one of the most popular departments in surgery.

First, it was good to leave the hospital and open a clinic.

Second, the prospects were good.

In an environment entering an era of longevity, the elderly cannot avoid musculoskeletal diseases.

In other words, they are destined to seek out orthopedics.

If pediatrics or obstetrics and gynecology were setting suns [declining fields], orthopedics was an unsetting sun [promising field].

“What? Is the hospital model teacher your partner intern?”

Jun-hoo turned around at the sarcastic voice.

An intern with a good physique like an athlete was approaching Jun-hoo.

Sun Woo-hyun.

He was one of Seung-beom’s gang who only caused accidents during medical school.

To think that his partner intern was that moron.

He had a bad feeling.

“I don’t know if you can endure orthopedic training with that weak body.”

“Thank you so much for worrying about me. I feel like I’m going to cry.”

“Bullshit. I still remember clearly that I got suspended because of you.”

Woo-hyun frowned.

Thick blood vessels even bulged in his neck.

“I don’t know anything about that. Rather, shouldn’t you be ashamed of posting a photo taken with a cadaver on SNS [Social Networking Service]?”

Jun-hoo returned the sarcasm he received from Woo-hyun intact.

Jun-hoo was the type of person who couldn’t stand being wronged, even in the world of martial arts.

“Anyway, you’re all talk. Just you wait. I’ll make sure you have a hellish time in orthopedics.”

Woo-hyun passed Jun-hoo and headed to the ward alone.

Jun-hoo watched Woo-hyun’s back and laughed as if he was pathetic.

Will I be the one seeing hell?

Or will it be you?