A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 75

The Great War (8)

“Hey, what’s with this punk? Are you not letting go?”

Dong-seok frowned and tried to shake off Jun-hoo’s hand.

But it didn’t work as he wanted.

It felt like a lump of iron was holding his hand.

Perhaps that’s why.

The more he tried to break free, the stronger the pressure on his wrist became.

The eyes of Jun-hoo, who he suddenly met, were as fierce as a beast.

Dong-seok had never encountered such eyes in his life.

He felt a chill for a moment.

His hair stood on end, but his pride wouldn’t allow him to back down here.

To be intimidated by a skinny guy with only a pretty face?

Absolutely not!

From Dong-seok’s point of view, Jun-hoo clearly just had a good grip.

Looking at his physique and strength.

Dong-seok’s victory was obvious if they engaged in a physical fight.

“Don’t make me say it three times. I clearly told you to let go.”

“If that’s your wish, I’ll let go.”

Jun-hoo replied in a cold voice and released Dong-seok.

Dong-seok checked his wrist with a tingling pain, and Jun-hoo’s handprints were clearly visible on his wrist.

Wow, did I just see a son of a bitch?

“Seo Jun-hoo, are you going crazy? Now you’re even using informal speech?”

“Now, even using polite language with you is a waste.”

“Is that so? I’m so scared.”

Dong-seok sneered and looked at Hyun-jin.

He had accumulated dissatisfaction with Hyun-jin, though not as much as with Jun-hoo.

He felt that Hyun-jin had been sticking to Jun-hoo since some point.

The person Hyun-jin should respect and follow is himself, not Jun-hoo.

“Hey, Kang Hyun-jin.”

“Yes, senior.”

“Seo Jun-hoo, hold him tight. Don’t let him run away.”

“Senior… that’s a bit…”

Hyun-jin bit his lip as if he was in trouble.

“Kang Hyun-jin, you’ve grown up a lot. Now my words don’t sound like words to you? Why? Do you think Jun-hoo will keep protecting you?”

“…”

“You idiot. I’m the one you keep seeing. Not Jun-hoo. Do you still not understand?”

Dong-seok increased the level of pressure on Hyun-jin.

Hyun-jin seemed to have his heart set on Jun-hoo because Jun-hoo had just blocked his slap.

But that was a terribly foolish idea.

It was a short-sighted judgment, like a mayfly looking only at today.

“I’ll say it one last time. Hold onto Jun-hoo tightly.”

“Senior. Just go outside.”

Jun-hoo, who had been silent, joined the conversation for the first time in a while.

“If I go out, you’re dead.”

“Go out. I can handle everything.”

Conflicting instructions,

Instructions with no gray area left Hyun-jin at a loss. Hyun-jin fidgeted and nodded as if he had made up his mind.

Hmph. There’s no way Hyun-jin would listen to an intern like you.

…or so Dong-seok thought, but that was a miscalculation.

Hyun-jin left the on-call room with his head down.

Hyun-jin had chosen Jun-hoo.

Leaving behind himself, a 3rd-year resident and the head of discipline.

Dong-seok clicked his tongue at the unbelievable situation.

Belated betrayal and anger.

I’ll deal with Jun-hoo, and then you’re next.

It won’t end with just a kick to the shin, will it? I’ll take this opportunity to set an example with a baseball bat.

Dong-seok’s face twisted fiercely.

“Today is the last day you can act up, relying only on your size. I’ll make sure you can never harass your juniors again.”

Jun-hoo growled.

“Everyone thinks like you. Until they get beaten by me.”

“Try it. If you can.”

Without responding to the provocation, Dong-seok strode towards Jun-hoo.

Words were no longer necessary.

What was needed was a conversation of bodies.

Whoosh.

Dong-seok threw a burly fist towards Jun-hoo’s face.

If that pretty face is ruined, he’ll wake up.

He’ll regret messing with the wrong person.

But what?

Jun-hoo slightly moved his head to avoid Dong-seok’s fist.

As if Dong-seok’s fist was ridiculous.

Wha… what is this guy?

Hiding his embarrassment, Dong-seok continued his attack.

He rained down both fists like a shower.

But Jun-hoo moved only his upper body and easily dodged the fists.

His movements were light, as if he had learned boxing in his school days.

“Keuh…”

Thud!

The balance of his lower body collapsed in an instant. Jun-hoo kicked the back of Dong-seok’s ankle.

Dong-seok fell on his butt in a pathetic manner.

This can’t be happening?

Dong-seok found it hard to accept the fact that he had fallen so easily.

“Are you going to end it so easily? Get up and keep going.”

“You son of a bitch.”

Dong-seok got up and ran towards Jun-hoo like a rugby player.

He seemed to have played some sports in his younger days, but it didn’t matter.

If he crushed him with his overwhelming physique, Jun-hoo wouldn’t be able to do anything.

Grab!

He boldly attempted a tackle, but.

In a lowered posture, he hugged Jun-hoo’s waist with both hands and tried to knock Jun-hoo down, but.

Jun-hoo didn’t budge.

His firmness was like an iron pillar.

“I don’t want to have skinship with you. Let go.”

Thwack!

Jun-hoo’s elbow struck Dong-seok’s back.

Feeling a tingling pain in his back, Dong-seok collapsed on the spot.

What, is he really human?

This is a monster.

Dong-seok, who had consistently looked down on Jun-hoo, felt fear for the first time.

He felt that he couldn’t beat Jun-hoo no matter what he did.

No way.

I can’t give up.

If I got beaten while training, you should get beaten too.

I can’t let our orthopedic department’s discipline collapse here.

Dong-seok’s eyes rolled over.

The white of his eyes, filled with madness, dominated his pupils.

He switched to the mad dog mode he sometimes showed when beating his juniors to a pulp.

Dong-seok completely lost his reason and got up again.

He ran away from Jun-hoo.

He took out the baseball bat he had hidden under the bed and held it in his hand.

“Seo Jun-hoo, today is your memorial day.”

“You’re really hopeless, aren’t you?”

Jun-hoo shook his head and glared at Dong-seok.

“From now on, I’ll judge you as a beast, no, as trash, and won’t treat you as anything else.”

“Heh heh heh. What a load of crap. You moron.”

Thud thud thud.

It was Jun-hoo, not Dong-seok, who took the lead. Jun-hoo quickly closed the distance with Dong-seok.

Whoosh.

Dong-seok swung the baseball bat with all his might towards Jun-hoo’s head, but the bat cut through the air.

By the time he came to his senses, Jun-hoo was already right in front of him.

I… impossible.

Thud!

Dong-seok fell on his butt again. He dropped the baseball bat from his hand due to the impact.

Pow pow pow.

Before Dong-seok could regain his balance.

Jun-hoo’s index finger poked every corner of Dong-seok’s body.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Dong-seok couldn’t move a single finger.

Not only that.

-What the hell are you doing!

Even though he was clearly making a sound, no sound came out.

It felt like his throat was locked like a faucet.

“The price for harassing your juniors. Accept it willingly.”

Pow pow pow.

Jun-hoo’s index finger poked Dong-seok’s body mercilessly again.

But this time it was a little different.

The muscles were twisted.

The muscles cramped.

An extreme pain, as if the bones were dislocating, came.

Dong-seok’s body was already flushed red.

Sweat poured down his face like rain.

The blood vessels all over his body stood out clearly.

An unbearable pain.

Dong-seok foamed at the mouth and fainted.

* * *

Orthopedic on-call room.

Jun-hoo was talking to Hyun-jin.

“Wow. You really took care of Senior Dong-seok? I was worried that you would be helpless.”

Hyun-jin said with admiration.

Hyun-jin’s judgment was not wrong.

If Jun-hoo and Dong-seok had a physical fight, people would have predicted Dong-seok’s victory one hundred out of one hundred times.

But Jun-hoo was not an ordinary person.

He was a person who had entered the realm of superhuman after experiencing the Murim [martial arts world].

Based on the Murim standards.

Dong-seok was not even a third-rate thug.

“I did some sports in high school. Senior Dong-seok is easy to deal with.”

Jun-hoo made an excuse and shrugged his shoulders.

The fight with Dong-seok was actually so bland that there was nothing to review.

If he had to recall, it was about using Cheongeunchoo [a technique to conceal one’s presence]?

That was because he was afraid that the on-call room’s fixtures would be damaged if he dodged Dong-seok, who was rushing in recklessly, so he deliberately accepted it.

If he had to pick out any other special features, it would be about using Bunguenchalgolsool [a type of torture technique]?

Bunguenchalgolsool was a type of torture technique used in the Demonic Sect.

It was a technique that stimulated the blood vessels to make one taste the pain of twisted muscles and bones.

Jun-hoo learned Bunguenchalgolsool while dealing with the Demonic Sect.

He used to return it to the Demonic Sect as it was.

Because if there was something to receive, there should be something to give.

He deserved to be treated like that.

Jun-hoo did not regret using Bunguenchalgolsool on Dong-seok even by a fingernail.

The unrestrained hand that he swung at his juniors regardless of the place.

The violence of using a baseball bat as a weapon.

Considering the depth of the evil deeds Dong-seok had committed, Bunguenchalgolsool was not enough.

“By the way, I’m sorry earlier.”

“About what?”

“For not being able to help you. I should have fought Senior Dong-seok with you, but I just avoided the situation. Later, I felt like I was being a coward.”

Hyun-jin confessed with his head down.

“No. Senior was brave.”

“Huh? Me? I ran away?”

“You didn’t listen to Senior Dong-seok’s words until the end. I think that alone is amazing.”

Jun-hoo actually thought that Hyun-jin would take Dong-seok’s side.

The fear he had suffered from Dong-seok.

The pressure about the time he would spend with Dong-seok in the future must have been severe.

So, even if Hyun-jin took Dong-seok’s side, he wasn’t going to be disappointed.

But Hyun-jin unexpectedly took Jun-hoo’s side.

That alone was enough to prove Hyun-jin’s bravery.

“To be honest, I thought, ‘What’s done is done, let it be’.”

“…”

“If you, Jun-hoo, beat Senior Dong-seok, that’s a good thing. If not, I just thought I’d get beaten to death as usual.”

“But senior. Are there any other seniors who hit besides Senior Dong-seok?”

As Jun-hoo changed the subject, Hyun-jin began to explain.

It was true that the orthopedic department had stricter discipline by year and rank compared to other departments.

However, violence disguised as discipline was gradually decreasing.

The problem was that Dong-seok had revived the evil practice of violence.

“I heard that hitting with a baseball bat disappeared since the chief, but Senior Dong-seok is using it again.”

Hyun-jin shook his head and continued.

“Senior Dong-seok. He was a bit strange. He seemed to get excited while hitting his juniors.”

“There are many perverted guys like that in the world.”

Jun-hoo nodded silently.

There have always been people who feel pleasure and superiority while suppressing others with force, regardless of East or West.

In the Murim, Jun-hoo had been dealing with such people all along.

“Oh, by the way, how is Senior Dong-seok?”

“He fainted and I laid him down in the on-call room. It’ll take about an hour for him to wake up.”

“That’s cool. Seo Jun-hoo. Didn’t you run into the chief earlier? What did you say then?”

“I made up an excuse that he seemed to be in bad condition.”

Jun-hoo said with a nonchalant expression.

The fact that he took care of Dong-seok will not turn into a big problem.

In preparation for the worst, he didn’t leave even a speck of a trace of injury.

In other words, even if Dong-seok claimed that he was beaten by Jun-hoo, there was no evidence.

In the first place, considering Dong-seok’s personality, he would be too embarrassed to even bring it up.

“I feel relieved, but on the other hand, I’m worried.”

“About what?”

“When your training is over, Senior will probably harass me to death again.”

Jun-hoo just smiled at Hyun-jin’s worried words.

“Don’t worry. Senior Dong-seok won’t be able to touch even one of your fingers in the future.”