Surgeon burnt out (470): abduction
cough (1)
Qingdao Airport, which was unable to take off and land for a while due to earthquake damage, resumed normal operation five days after the earthquake through quick recovery work.
Amidst the arrival of relief supplies from various places, Professor Hua Zheng of Beijing Medical University arrived at the Qingdao airport with a few others.
“It’s been a while, Mr. Association.”
Professor Hwa-jeong and his party were welcomed by Professor Cho-il and Professor Oh-gok of Cheongdo Medical University.
“I heard there are overflowing patients because of the earthquake, so why did you come all the way here to meet me?”
“No matter how busy you are, you have to come to meet the president of the association.”
“Doctor Han Jin-soo hasn’t returned to Korea yet, has he?”
“yes. He said he would be returning when the 2nd medical support team from Korea arrives this afternoon, so he will still be in the hospital.”
“Fortunately, it wasn’t too late. Then let’s go.”
“yes.”
After arriving at Qingdao University Hospital by car from the airport, Professor Hwa-jeong and his party greeted several people, including the hospital director, and went straight to the operating room where Han Jin-soo was operating.
Professor Hwajeong tilted her head as she headed towards the operating room.
“Director Sun. I think the Korean doctors said they were going back today, but are you still in the operating room?”
“yes. This will probably be the last operation.”
“So all the other doctors from Korea are doing surgery in the operating room?”
“no. Most of the other doctors checked out of the hotel and went out to tour the Beer Museum and Wutsu Square without returning to the hospital.”
A frown spread across Professor Hwajeong’s face.
“Other doctors… go on a tour, but operate alone?”
“I’m not alone, only the team at Agu University Hospital is doing the surgery.”
“Ho! That’s amazing. Their surgical skills are amazing, but they are doctors whose personalities are beyond reproach.”
“yes. They are really coveted doctors.”
Professor Hwa-jeong and his party waited for Han Jin-soo’s surgery to finish.
The director of the hospital said that if he waited in the observation room, he would send someone to bring Jin-soo Han, but Professor Hwa-jeong refused and waited in front of the operating room, where only those involved were allowed to enter.
As he was doing so in front of the operating room, the hospital director and other professors followed and watched Han Jin-soo’s operation.
“By the way, Professor Hwajeong.”
“Yes, the hospital director.”
“Acupuncture by a doctor… I heard that you learned from a professor, is that true?”
“no. I am seeing that Korean doctor for the first time today.”
“It is. I also did not think that the professor would have passed on the secret of acupuncture, which can be said to be a national treasure, to a doctor in another country.”
suddenly.
At that moment, Professor Choil interrupted the conversation between the two.
“But, Mr. Hospital. Professor Goh from Korea said that a doctor said that he had learned acupuncture from Professor Hwajeong of Beijing Medical University.”
“huh? Professor Ko?”
Professor Hwajeong tilted her head.
Professor Hwajeong also knew about Professor Ko Hyeon-jong of Agu University. He was clearly not one to say anything nonsensical.
Why did he say such a thing?
“well? I never taught Did he really say that?”
“Yes, I heard it directly from Professor Ko.”
“her! That’s weird. You are better at sleeping than me, so did you learn from me? Isn’t that something you don’t understand at all?”
At Professor Hwa-jeong’s words, not only Professor Cho-il, but also other acupuncture and acupuncture professors widened their eyes.
“yes? Are you saying you can sleep better than the professor?”
“Do you know how surprised I was when I opened the file Professor Cho sent me? That’s why I flew all the way here. But did that doctor really say he learned from me?”
“I’m sure I heard that…”
When Professor Choil made a confused expression, Professor Hwajeong shook her shoulders.
“You’ll know when you meet him. Apparently, the operation is almost over.”
Hearing Professor Hwa-jeong’s words, I turned my head to the operating room and saw Han Jin-soo taking off his mask and surgical gloves and washing his hands.
After a while, Han Jin-soo and Wang Da-wan came out through the disinfection room.
“The front of the operating room is off-limits. What are you all doing here?”
Jinsoo Han frowned as he looked at the hospital director and other professors.
When people were hanging around outside during the operation, it was inevitable that natural nerves would be bothered.
No matter how difficult the last operation was, it was not convincing that the director of the hospital would break the rules.
“There was someone who came from far away to see a doctor, so I was forced to wait. If I offended you, I apologize.”
When the hospital director apologized, Han Jin-soo tried to say more, but stopped.
In fact, it was similar in Korea that hospital officials were more likely to break hospital regulations.
“You came to see me? Who?”
“This is Professor Huazheng from Beijing Medical University who came to see a doctor. say hello.”
In an instant, Han Jin-soo’s eyes widened.
One day, when asked from whom he learned acupuncture, he moderately flirted with the result.
‘I thought I would never meet this person, but he came all the way here…..’
“Nice to meet you. This is Dr. Han Jin-soo.”
“Look! You said you saw it for the first time!”
Professor Hwajeong gave Professor Choil a face-off.
“Is this really the first time you saw it? Professor Ko Hyeon-jong said that a doctor learned acupuncture from Professor Hwa-jeong.”
“Oh, this is a nuisance for nothing. In fact, isn’t Professor Hwajeong very famous? That’s why I asked who I learned acupuncture from, so I moderated it. I’m sorry, Professor.”
“It wasn’t something I learned either. Then who did you learn from?”
“I learned it in Korea.”
“in korea? To whom?”
“That’s really… the part that’s not easy to say…”
Han Jin-soo scratched his head slightly, then turned his head and glanced at the operating room.
“Hey, Professor Hwajeong. This is in front of the operating room, so let’s go somewhere else and talk.”
“Hmm, that’s right. Move your seat. Anyway, you speak Korean very well. I don’t learn to be good at it, but I think I was born and raised.”
“I also had the opportunity to study Chinese since I was a child.”
“You go beyond what you can do with your studies? He has a bit of a dialect, but it’s enough to believe he’s Chinese.”
“Is that so?”
Han Jin-soo was pretending to be calm, but he was struggling with how to get over this.
Then, suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
“I heard that the person who taught me is from the countryside.”
“is it?”
Hwajeong nodded as if she understood.
If you’ve been learning Chinese since childhood, it’s not like you can’t understand it.
“Anyway, great. At his age, his surgical skills, Chinese acupuncture… I can only say that he is a truly amazing genius.”
“I can’t do anything else. I can’t even cook. Just do something good in the field you are interested in.”
“I saw a video of a doctor performing an operation. He was so great that there was no difference between him and the famous people in the world. I heard that you didn’t even get a professional qualification… How the hell did you study?”
“I just worked hard.”
“Whoa….. Yes, everyone works hard.”
Hwajeong smiled dejectedly and continued.
“By the way, let’s finish talking about coughing. Who did you learn from? Above all, it takes a lot of internal energy to perform coughing techniques to that extent. Since when did you learn naegong?”
“I have been practicing Oh Geum-hee since I was young.”
stop.
Professor Hwa-jeong, who was walking with her, stopped at the moment.
“Oh Geum-hee?”
Before Professor Hwajeong could ask another question, Jinsu Han spoke first.
“My grandfather, who taught me Chinese when I was young, taught me Oh Geum-hee and acupuncture. From then until now, I have been practicing Oh Geum-hee for more than an hour every day without a single day off.”
“What about his hamza?”
“The grandfather never gave me his name. He just taught Oh Geum-hee, saying that if you get close to each other through this or that relationship, you will become healthy if you learn it.”
Han Jin-soo smiled bitterly as he spoke.
It’s all made up, but somehow, the more lies, the more I feel.
“It would have been nice if I knew the name of the person who taught Dr. Han about Oh Geum-hee…”
Only then did Professor Hwa-jeong guess why Han Jin-soo was so special.
If you can perform a cough technique that blows internal forces into your saliva, the energy will also affect your brain, so your brain will be much smarter than normal people.
There is a brain breathing method among various branches of internal organs qigongsul because internal force affects the development of the brain.
The hospital director led the party to his office, the director’s office.
There was a sofa in the director’s office where several people could sit, but not everyone was able to sit down, and some stood and listened to the conversation between the two.
The director of the hospital ordered someone to serve tea for everyone to drink.
Professor Hwajeong took a sip of tea and opened her mouth.
“It’s amazing to see a doctor’s level of coughing. Can you show me how to move your saliva with your energy?”
“Professor Hwajeong seems to be able to do that too, but is there any reason why you want to show it?”
“It’s nothing special, I just wanted to check. Please.”
“Professor, show me moving the needle first. Then I will do it too.”
Han Jin-soo’s words could sound arrogant enough, but Hwa-jeong readily agreed.
“I will.”
Professor Hwajeong took out a needle tube from her waist and pulled out a long long needle. Then, after controlling his breathing for a moment, he focused his mind on the tip of his saliva.
slither.
Then an amazing thing happened.
The tip of the needle slowly bent and moved in various directions as if it were a living being.
“Oh oh! This is Professor Hwajeong’s cough technique! You are great.”
“As expected, Professor Hwajeong. It is a skill worthy of the president of the Acupuncture Association.”
“I can barely bend my needle a little, but the professor moves freely!”
“…..”
Not only the professors who majored in acupuncture and acupuncture, but also the professors who majored in Western medicine were busy in amazement, widening their eyes in amazement.
Professor Hwajeong let out a long sigh after moving her needle for about a minute.
It was only one minute, but Professor Hwajeong’s face was covered with sweat.
“Whoa! It’s like this. How is it?”
Professor Hwa-jeong looked at Han Jin-soo, wiping the sweat from her face with the handkerchief Eul Yeon-kyung handed her.
In fact, after watching several people, there was a side where the needle was moved excessively, but he pretended to be calm and did not vote.
In contrast, Han Jin-soo’s expression was calm.
Hwajeong….. No
matter how many years have passed, a lot has passed.
I thought that maybe this old man in front of me might be the blood of his brothers when he lived in Hwa-ta.
Grandson’s grandson’s grandson’s grandson…
As a result, regardless of his appearance, each and every wrinkle of his hand was cute and lovely.
Just acupuncture…
‘You’ve regressed a lot.’
As modern weapons develop, it is natural that martial arts decline.
After all, the era of an unarmed soldier who trained for 30 years being killed by a pistol he practiced for a day has passed.
Acupuncture would go through the same years.
With the development of modern medicine, there are technologies that can be easily handled, but how many people have trained this skill called coughing over several decades?
It was unfortunate, but also understandable.
“The method is similar to what I learned.”
“yes?”
Hwa-jung was pleased.
“Yes, but… I’m sorry, but I feel like my energy isn’t pure.”
Professor Hwajeong nodded, and the others were on the verge of getting angry enough to blush.
How dare you say that Professor Hwajeong, who is called the great master of acupuncture in China, is intellectual.
