Team Saber (3)
Choi Ki-seok sat down as recommended.
“Actually, the reason I asked to see Mr. Choi was because of what happened yesterday.”
“What happened yesterday?”
“I understand that you helped a woman give birth outside of the hospital… right?”
“How do you do that…”
“Aren’t I a professional reporter for Uijin University? I came here with a story from an informant.”
“Then I guess you came to write my article.”
Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.
“Honestly, it’s embarrassing for an article to be published on something like this. It’s not like I did anything great…” “If
helping a life be born isn’t a big deal, then what’s the big deal? And there’s something that Teacher Choi doesn’t know.”
“….”
“It’s not necessarily just huge, big events that make it into the news. Sometimes, things become great because they get published.”
“is that so?”
Choi Ki-seok scratched the back of his head with a embarrassed expression.
“As I said last time, thoracic surgery needs a star doctor to survive. Professor Song Myeong-jin, who was at Medical College in the past, was a good model, but he was too rigid and had many enemies.”
“That’s it…”
“Professor Choi, who was Professor Song’s student, would know better than anyone else.”
Park Kwang-soo intercepted Choi Ki-seok’s words.
Jiyiing.
The vibrating bell rang and Park Kwang-soo brought coffee from the counter.
In response to Park Gwang-soo’s criticism from his teacher, Choi Ki-seok just sucked at a straw. As for his teacher’s political behavior, even he, as a disciple, had no excuse.
“It seems that your intention to make me a star doctor has not changed.”
“of course.”
“In my personal opinion, I think Professor Hyukpil Jang will live up to the reporter’s expectations better than me.”
“Ah… Professor Jang?”
Park Kwang-soo snorted.
“Professor Jang is a good person, but he has inherent limitations.”
“It’s a natural limitation… I’ve never heard of anyone talking about it.”
Choi Ki-seok’s eyes lit up with curiosity.
What are Jang Hyuk-pil’s inherent limitations that Park Kwang-soo talks about?
The medical reporter was clearly seeing something he couldn’t see.
“It sounds good, but it’s a very simple question. What goals does Dr. Choi have as a doctor?”
“I want to become a skilled doctor and treat patients with any disease.”
“Then let me ask you again. What goals does Professor Jang Hyuk-pil have as a doctor?”
Choi Ki-seok could not easily answer Park Kwang-soo’s question.
“Professor Jang, whom I know, treats patients for the sake of success. That means he is different from the starting point from Professor Choi, whose goal is patients. In some ways, he is no different from Manager Jo Ji-hwan.”
“No matter what, isn’t it going too far to compare yourself to the manager?”
Choi Ki-seok started a rebuttal.
Both of them have high political power and if they want something, they will do whatever it takes. However, when it comes to martial arts novels, Jang Hyuk-pil belongs to the political faction and Jo Ji-hwan belongs to the sad faction.
“How much does Mr. Choi know about Manager Cho’s past?”
“The past is good….”
“There was a time when he didn’t go to any lengths for his patients. His personality just changed as he got a taste of gamtu.”
“I can’t imagine it right now, can I?”
“People who know that person’s past will find the current situation even more shocking.”
Park Kwang-soo took a sip of coffee and continued speaking.
“Hmm… the story has diverged a bit. Anyway, what I wanted to say is that you shouldn’t trust Professor Jang 100 percent. And even I who say this.”
“….”
“Always act flexibly. Be at the center of the issue, but don’t be criticized by others. If he can do that well, Dr. Choi will be able to become the best thoracic surgeon in Korea. And Dr. Choi is that person. “If it stands up, the collapsing thoracic surgery department will have a chance to turn around again.”
There was even a sense of solemnity in Park Kwang-soo’s tone.
Choi Ki-seok could guess that he had some kind of injury related to thoracic surgery.
“I’m excited again… shall we have an interview now?”
Park Kwang-soo began the interview calmly.
Ki-Seok Choi briefly explained what happened yesterday, something he had already done several times.
After a while, the interview ended and the two people stood up.
“Thank you for the great article. There will be a special medical article coming out at the end of this month, and I will definitely introduce it as an important article there.”
“I am truly grateful.”
“Okay then. See you next time.”
Choi Ki-seok shook Park Gwang-soo’s hand and returned to the ward.
His advice to not trust anyone 100% lingered in my mind.
When I arrived at the ward, there was a friendly face standing in front of the station.
The person he was really trying to meet.
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
Choi Ki-seok tapped his younger brother, Choi Jun-ki, on the shoulder.
This is my first time seeing Choi Jun-gi at the hospital since I was an intern. While I couldn’t see him, my younger brother became even more dignified.
“I’m doing well. How about you, brother?”
“I’m dying. I’m so busy these days.”
Choi Ki-seok continued speaking while groaning.
“I heard you recently got your aquaculture license? Congratulations.”
“As long as you prepare well, everything will work out.”
Choi Jun-gi scratched his cheek with one hand.
After the accident, Choi Ki-seok was strangely kind to him. He recognized my dream of becoming a chef, which I had always ignored, and occasionally called to encourage me.
Thanks to you, I made it this far through a difficult process.
“I start working at a restaurant tomorrow. Under a famous chef on TV.”
“Congratulations. What did I say? I said you could do it, right?”
“thank you.”
The two people looked at each other and smiled broadly.
“Aren’t you going to be on TV in a little while?”
“It’s too much to catch a plane. I still have a long way to go. By the way, it’s lunch time and I need to eat.”
Choi Jun-gi held out the envelope in one hand. Inside the bag was a six-tier lunch box and a thermos.
“I’m finally going to try the food you cooked.”
“You can’t eat it and then peel it?”
“Oh my. My confidence is through the roof. But I’m just going to eat like I’ve already come this far.”
“I have to go to a restaurant. Starting today, I’m going to memorize things like the locations of dishes and ingredients.”
“Okay. I’ll eat well.”
Choi Ki-seok expressed his gratitude to Choi Jun-ki and headed to a hospital room.
Drurr.
“Doctor. Hello.”
Michael spotted Ki-Seok Choi and waved happily.
“Are you hungry?”
“A little. But the lunch side dish is too poor. It’s not tasty, so I want to eat ramen.”
“I knew that would happen, so I prepared it. You will have lunch with me today.”
Choi Ki-seok shook the envelope in his hand with a smiling smile.
Eventually, the two settled down in the patient lounge. Perhaps because it was close to the lunch truck coming, the lounge was empty.
“Wow. Is he crazy?”
Choi Ki-seok was shocked when he opened the side dish container.
The food standard was much higher than expected.
Three side dish containers contained Korean food, and the remaining three contained Western food.
The side dishes in each container were different, probably because the course was taken into consideration.
“Doctor. Awesome!”
Michael looked at the side dishes and smiled, showing his teeth.
“Who made this?”
“My younger brother.”
“By any chance, is your younger brother the chef? He’s so great.”
“I was surprised too. Let’s eat first.”
Choi Ki-seok picked up chopsticks and started eating. The moment I bit into the first piece of tteokgalbi that caught my eye, my body started shaking.
it’s good.
The chewy texture of the rice cake with the meat was good, and the sweet and sour soy sauce seasoned it with pleasure.
“The pasta is delicious.”
Michael gave a thumbs up after tasting the pasta.
The two were engrossed in their meal without any conversation. As two big eaters met, the lunch box quickly ran out.
“Oh, by the way. Such a fool.”
Choi Ki-seok tapped his head with one hand and took out a thermos. Then, he poured what was inside into a paper cup and offered it to Michael. At that moment, Michael’s eyes got so big that they seemed like they were going to pop out.
“This… this?”
“The kimchi stew Michael said he wanted to eat.”
“teacher!”
Suddenly, Michael’s voice rose.
“You have to give me the kimchi stew early. This is what I wanted to eat the most.”
“Hahaha… That’s because I only care about what I eat. Eat it quickly.”
“thank you for this food.”
Michael drank the soup and Choi Ki-seok watched nervously. It’s funny, but isn’t this the special mission, Oh My Kimchi Stew?
The success or failure of the mission depended on one word from Michael.
“how is it?”
“Try it first, teacher.”
At Michael’s suggestion, Choi Ki-seok drank kimchi stew soup.
Spicy kimchi stew with pork and ripe kimchi. There’s nothing special about it, but it has the most ideal taste.
“Is it delicious?”
“no.”
Michael shook his head at Choi Ki-seok’s words.
Could it be that the mission fails like this?
“This kimchi stew is not just delicious, it’s very delicious.”
Michael began to inhale the rice and kimchi stew in the side dish container.
If you look at the way they eat, they are clearly Korean.
But at that very moment!
Tiring!
[You have completed the special mission ‘Oh My Kimchi Stew’. We will give you 1 unique gem as a reward.]
NEW [Unique: Foreign language conversation ability doubles.]
Choi Ki-seok checked the reward and smiled.
The steps toward Meijo were accelerating.
* * *
That evening.
Choi Ki-seok was in the duty room with Kim Tae-sik. I just finished emergency surgery and am now resting.
“This place is so strange.”
“In what way?”
“It’s less well-known than Jinseong University’s Thoracic Surgery Department, but strangely, there are a lot of emergency patients. What is the reason?”
“Well… I don’t know.”
“It’s clear that there is a fanta among the staff. Otherwise, this wouldn’t be possible.”
Kim Tae-sik looked straight at Choi Ki-seok, and Choi Ki-seok pretended not to notice and avoided his gaze.
“Why are you suddenly avoiding my eyes?”
“Now I’m going to practice.”
Choi Ki-seok took out Ssamzie and a teddy bear and placed them on the table.
“Are you trying to get out of there like that?”
“….”
“Anyway, Han Min-woo, why is he like that?”
Taesik Kim frowned and changed the topic.
The image of Han Min-woo applying a scalpel to the diaphragm was still clear.
A human named Chief made a mistake that he wouldn’t have made even in his 1st and 2nd year of regis.
“He’s actually that kind of person. From what I heard, the reason he applied to the thoracic surgery department was because his school grades and internship grades didn’t show up.”
“Sooner or later, I will become a doctor who catches people.”
“I really think so.”
“Every time something like this happens, it’s a pity that thoracic surgery is an unpopular department. Because we don’t have enough staff, we have to cry and waste our money.”
Taesik Kim stood up.
“I’m leaving. Stay on duty.”
“yes. Please come in.”
After sending Kim Tae-sik away, Choi Ki-seok began practicing suturing.
How much time had passed?
Even though he had eaten a full lunch, he was still hungry.
However, while leaving the duty room and walking down the hallway, he stopped in front of a hospital room.
Lee Ye-rim He was adjusting the amount of fluid drop for the patient.
The problem was that Han Min-woo was close behind her and was shaking his waist.
Drurr. Ruk.
Choi Ki-seok deliberately opened the door to make a loud noise. Han Min-woo was startled and walked away from Lee Ye-rim. “You… what are you?” “I
just
came to see my patient. Is there any problem?”
“…In the first year of the subject, Seolgigi.”
Han Min-woo tapped Choi Ki-seok’s chest with his shoulder and Lee Ye-rim, who finished the treatment, also left with a red face.
[Caution! This patient is suicidal . I have an impulse.]
When I used the Eye of Hippocrates on Ye-rim Lee, unexpected information came to mind.
Ki-seok Choi quickly left the hospital room and chased after Ye-rim Lee.
Fortunately, there were only two people in the hallway.
“Professor Lee!”
“Yes?”
“Talk to me for a moment.”
“I… I have nothing to say.”
Lee Ye-rim lowered her head and started walking again. But Choi Ki-seok grabbed her wrist and made her look at him.
Lee Ye-rim’s tough behavior made her look. My eyes widened.
“Think again. Han Min-woo, don’t you want to fuck that person?”
