Dr. Shin Seonhan: The Doctor Who Sees The Future [EN]: Chapter 111

“Sew the orange peel?”

“That’s right.”

At my question, Teacher Jang Pung smiled and crossed his arms.

“You said you wanted to learn the Hand of Healing from me, right? This is Jang Pung’s special training method. It will dramatically improve your Hand of Healing ability in a short period.”

My eyes widened, and Teacher Pung added,

“Why? Do you doubt it?”

“No, it’s just…….”

“Since it’s your first time, use 3-0 nylon, simple interrupted suture, with 1-centimeter intervals.”

I looked at the orange in my hand with a dubious expression.

Of course, I didn’t expect Teacher Pung to teach me techniques in a conventional way.

But even so, this is…….

Unheard of.

Usually, suture practice involves using specialized tools made of medical silicone.

If you use a slightly unusual method, at most, you might use a doll or a pillow.

But an orange?

Beyond imagination.

“Hey. Teacher Pung is lying again.”

“What kind of training is that? This isn’t some comic book.”

My colleagues next to me tried to laugh it off.

Just peel an orange in front of you and then suddenly suture it back to its original state.

It sounded like a joke to anyone who heard it.

Then, Teacher Jang Pung suddenly lowered his voice seriously.

“What do you think it takes to become first-class?”

“……?”

“If you keep up with others, you’ll only remain second-class forever. But the moment you step onto a path that others don’t take, you can gauge your own potential to become first-class.”

After saying that, he suddenly touched his forehead and fell into self-admiration.

“Oh, I said it myself, but it was so cool.”

Teacher Pung walked into the on-call room, savoring his own words.

We stared at each other with dumbfounded expressions.

Only Geun-uk looked at Teacher Pung’s back with a captivated expression.

“Cool…… that’s a man.”

It seemed like Geun-uk saw a glow emanating from Teacher Pung’s figure.

“You idiot, what’s so cool about it? It’s obviously just a bluff.”

Sodam scolded him.

Meanwhile, I was lost in thought, looking at the orange in my hand.

What should I do with this?

Should I just try it, even if it feels like I’m being tricked?

As I was seriously contemplating, Yeonseo laughed.

“Hey. Why do you take Teacher Jang Pung’s words so seriously? He probably just threw out some random words as usual.”

At that moment, Sodam suddenly held out her phone screen.

“But when I searched the internet, it actually exists. Videos of fruit suturing.”

“Really?”

“That really exists?”

We all stared at the screen Sodam showed us.

“It’s a video of suturing a sliced banana.”

“There are others too.”

“Wow…… this person is suturing a grape skin.”

“They’re so good?”

They were mostly overseas videos.

Videos demonstrating the suturing of fruit peel cuts.

Seeing those things, sewing an orange peel didn’t seem so absurd.

“……That looks fun.”

I muttered to myself without realizing it.

Then, my colleagues looked at me as if I were crazy.

“Seonhan, are you really going to do it?”

“It seems like a waste of time.”

“Hey, leave him alone. Once his competitive spirit is ignited, no one can stop him.”

I chuckled.

Geun-uk was right.

I’m particularly weak to things like this.

Once I’m given a mission to challenge, I can’t stand not clearing it.

‘Okay, let’s do it!’

It’s not like I’m losing anything.

I have plenty of time anyway.

When it’s a work day, I’m busy from morning till night, but when it’s off, I have all day to myself.

I decided to master Teacher Pung’s suture practice method in the remaining time.

* * *

And the next day.

I learned the limits of human patience.

“Argh, damn it!”

Thwack!

I threw down the needle holder.

When I actually tried it, there were so many difficulties.

First, fixation.

The orange peel was flimsy and wouldn’t stay in place.

No matter how much I tried to fix it with forceps [surgical instrument used for grasping or holding objects], the orange peel just remained loose.

I wasn’t familiar with the needle holder, and the orange peel was flimsy, so it was very difficult to insert the needle exactly where I wanted it.

Second, tying.

The orange peel kept tearing during the tie stage.

The moment I managed to insert the needle well and tried to make a knot, part of the orange peel would tear off due to my failure to control my strength.

In short, it was the worst situation for suturing.

‘It would be easier if it were a fruit with a thicker peel like a banana…… this is too difficult!’

Oh, whatever!

Thud.

I lay down on the bed and thought.

Am I the only one seriously thinking about Teacher Pung’s joke?

No, it’s still too early to give up.

I have my pride!

I’ve always been good at doing things with my hands since I was young.

I can do well this time too.

“Okay. Let’s try again!”

I jumped up.

And sat back at my desk, grabbing a new orange.

Starting over from the beginning.

This time, let’s precisely reattach the orange peel without damaging it!

And that evening.

“……Finally, I succeeded!”

I was finally able to complete a perfectly spherical orange peel.

The next day, I proudly handed Teacher Pung the orange I had recreated.

However, Teacher Pung’s reaction was cold when he checked it.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Yes?”

“This is just a shape. Look at the holes between the peels. Even the old woman next door could do better than this, you idiot!”

Ugh…….

Fact violence.

Is this what it’s like to be beaten with words?

Teacher Pung’s words felt painful to me, who had pride in my hand skills.

“Is it that bad?”

“Look closely. It’s loosening here, right? If it’s like this, it’s no use sewing it.”

I realized my mistake.

I used less force when tying to prevent the orange peel from tearing.

As a result, there were loosely knotted parts.

“Imagine if a doctor sewed your body like this. This is a medical malpractice lawsuit.”

No…….

Listening to him, I felt a bit wronged.

I said defensively.

“Um…… the orange peel is weaker than skin, so I couldn’t help it. When actually sewing skin, it’s more solid, so I can apply more force, right?”

Then, Teacher Pung scoffed as if it were ridiculous.

“Yes, the skin may be more solid. But what do you think the blood vessels will be like?”

“……!”

Blood vessels?

I hadn’t thought of that.

As I lost my words, Teacher Pung said with a rare serious expression.

“I don’t know which department you’ll go to, but let’s say you go to the Department of Thoracic Surgery [surgery on the organs inside the chest]. Then there will be situations where you have to do much more difficult suturing.”

“…….”

“What happens if the gaps in the blood vessels widen or the blood vessel tissue tears? You’ll go straight to the afterlife due to excessive bleeding.”

“…….”

“Are you going to whine that you couldn’t help it then too?”

His words were heavy.

It was different from usual.

I bowed my head to Teacher Pung’s teachings.

“I’ll do it again.”

“Okay.”

I left the on-call room.

Teacher Pung’s criticism heavily struck my heart.

I had been thinking too lightly about becoming the best surgeon.

‘But I never thought an emergency medicine doctor would suddenly talk about blood vessel suturing…….’

What is that person’s identity?

I’m getting more and more curious.

And my desire to challenge is growing.

I’ll get Teacher Pung’s approval within this month!

* * *

Meanwhile, in the on-call room.

After Seonhan disappeared.

Teacher Jang Pung picked up the discarded orange peel and examined it.

“Wow, he actually did it. Is he crazy?”

It’s exactly as he ordered.

Exactly 1-centimeter intervals.

He had deliberately found shortcomings and nitpicked a little while ago, but the completeness is high.

Even if he asked all the doctors in the country to do the same thing, he would be in the top 5 percent.

“That kid, he’s more skilled than I thought.”

Teacher Pung’s lips curled up.

He had roughly guessed that Seonhan had good hands.

But when he actually saw it with his own eyes, he was more unusual than he thought.

“Interesting, interesting. Young guys have to come up like this for the old guys to enjoy life.”

Teacher Pung laughed heartily.

It’s fun to torment talented and motivated young sprouts.

And it seemed fun to watch those juniors grow.

“……Come to think of it, was that how that person felt when he rolled me around?”

Suddenly, he remembered the old days.

A Spartan environment.

A time when scolding would fall even with the slightest mistake.

Just thinking about the fierce eyes glaring at him made him feel traumatized.

“Ugh, I don’t even want to think about it. That damn old man. I wonder what he’s doing now.”

As if he was getting chills just thinking about it, Teacher Pung shook his head vigorously.

#Surfers (1)

Week 2.

My suturing skills were gradually improving.

Swoosh―

Snip―

At the position I want, at the correct angle.

I grab the needle with the needle holder and pass it through the orange peel.

And I finely adjust the strength of both hands to make a knot.

It’s still not easy.

But there is one encouraging fact.

That is that the needle holder is starting to stick to my hand little by little.

Now I can handle it quite skillfully.

‘Alright!’

I clenched my fist as I looked at the completed orange peel.

It’s much better than the first day.

‘At this rate, Teacher Pung will give me a passing score, right?’

And, meanwhile.

Geun-uk was also doing some strange special training in his own way.

A spectacle unfolded at the station every time it was time for the morning shift change.

“What are you guys doing?”

“Geun-uk is training to make eye contact with women.”

“What?”

He’s doing all sorts of things.

Yeonseo and Sodam were sitting Geun-uk in a chair and making eye contact with him.

What the heck is that?

It’s not like they’re torturing him.

“Hmph……!”

Geun-uk stares at the two with determination in his eyes.

But he couldn’t last 3 seconds.

He quickly lowered his head and his ears turned red.

Then, Yeonseo burst out laughing.

“Puhaha, is it that hard to make eye contact with women?”

“Yeah. It’s harder than 200 burpees [a full body exercise] in a proper posture.”

“Oh, that’s so funny.”

Yeonseo giggled.

Sodam shook her head as if she was pathetic.

“Hey. I can understand why you can’t make eye contact with Yeonseo because she’s pretty, but why can’t you make eye contact with me, who has an average appearance?”

“No. You look cute when you’re still.”

“What?”

It was Sodam’s turn to turn red at Geun-uk’s casual words.

“What are you saying? Die.”

Thwack.

Sodam kicked Geun-uk’s leg.

They’re going to fall for each other like that.

I chuckled and said.

“Hey, let’s hurry up and finish the handover. Aren’t you guys sleepy? Quickly finish the patient handover and go get some sleep.”

Thinking that, I headed to the station to check the charts, but Yeonseo suddenly grabbed my sleeve and said.

“To wake up, do you want to make a bet with me?”