Level Up Doctor Chapter 152

Towards Meijo (5)

“She was a total queen bee. She chased all the boys around. She only dated guys with good backgrounds. There was no shortage of boys throughout the semester.”

“Is it that much?”

“Isn’t it plausible just by looking at the appearance?”

“Hmm… after listening to it….”

Choi Ki-seok nodded slightly.

Hwang Ji-yeon was so pretty that she looked like a celebrity.

In addition, she had a subtle charm and a sexy charm that captivated men’s hearts. When I met her for the first time today and observed her, the male patients and male staff could not take their eyes off her.

“Be careful of your seniors, too. The next target might be your seniors. They may know that thoracic surgery is doing well and are trying to get involved somehow.”

“It’s a similar idea.”

Choi Ki-seok frowned as he thought of Hwang Ji-yeon.

Her behavior this morning was extremely suspicious.

Unless you have some intention, you can’t be so bold when you first meet.

It would be good if I could figure out the intention…

“By the way…”

Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.

“Your partner is Jiyeon, but you are surprisingly calm? You don’t seem very excited?”

“Well… I got kicked once during medical school.”

Youngho Lee bowed his head.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t ask to hear this.”

“It’s okay. It’s all an old story. Oh, by the way. And there’s one more rumor about Jiyeon.”

“also?”

“It’s a rumor going around, but now that I think about it, I think it was made up by a boy with a grudge against Jiyeon.”

Youngho Lee’s explanation continued.

In other words, it was Hwang Ji-yeon who sold the thoracic surgery intern to Kang Sang-joong, who was a thoracic surgery intern last month.

“Doesn’t that make sense? If you paid money and sold it because you didn’t want to come to the thoracic surgery clinic, there’s no reason to come back now.”

“That’s why I told you. I think it’s a rumor.”

“Wait a minute. Maybe…”

A thought flashed through his head.

It’s a ridiculous hypothesis, but it’s not entirely impossible.

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

“It’s no big deal. Don’t worry about it.”

While we were talking, we arrived at the thoracic surgery ward.

With 40 minutes to go until the end of the day, the two of them finally had some free time.

“Are you going to practice suturing in the conference room?”

“yes.”

“Come with me. I’ll teach you some useful suturing techniques.”

Lee Young-ho smiled broadly at Choi Ki-seok’s suggestion.

The tearful face he made when he said he was going to Meijo Hospital was gone. Judging by his fascination with procedures and techniques, Lee Young-ho is also a natural surgeon.

The two sat side by side at the conference room table.

“These days, they only do simple interrupted sutures, continuous sutures, and mattress sutures?”

“I want to make sure I learn the things I use the most first.”

“From now on, gradually increase the types. A good surgeon should know how to select and use the suture that best suits the patient’s condition.”

“yes!”

Youngho Lee answered bravely.

Choi Ki-seok held a teddy bear and performed indentation sutures, deciduous teeth sutures, and scaphoid sutures one after another. To help Youngho Lee understand, I slowed down and added explanations here and there.

“Now I’ll try it.”

Youngho Lee started suturing with a needle holder.

Is it because my suturing skills have improved over the years?

Even though it was my first time doing suturing, the picture came out quite well.

The spacing between sutures was uniform and the tension applied to the tissue was appropriate.

“Are you good at it? You might really catch up with me later?”

“Hehe… I really hope that day comes.”

Choi Ki-seok also burst into laughter at Lee Young-ho’s smile.

How much time has passed?

After teaching Youngho Lee, my workday was over.

Drurr.

As I left the conference room and walked down the hallway, I ran into Hwang Ji-yeon.

“Senior. Thank you for your hard work today.”

Hwang Ji-yeon bowed her head. A few buttons of her dress shirt were undone, so her cleavage was visible.

“You did a good job too.”

Choi Ki-seok deliberately looked away.

“You did a great job in the operating room today. Even though it was your first year, you performed well in the first position. When I heard about your senior in another department, I thought it was all a lie. I guess I was wrong.”

Hwang Ji-yeon smiled brightly and stood next to him.

“I’m done with work. Can you buy me a cup of coffee?”

“Yeah. No.”

Hwang Ji-yeon rolled her eyes as if embarrassed by Choi Ki-seok’s blunt answer.

“Ah, senior. I won’t ask you this kind of favor next time. Or should I live?”

“I hate both of you. I’m busy so I’ll stop.”

Choi Ki-seok hit the iron wall and entered the duty room.

“Hey. Open the door gently.”

Seo Ji-hoon frowned.

“I’m sorry, Senpai. I thought no one would be there.”

“What’s going on in the duty room? Do you have something to say to me?”

“That’s not it, I’m on duty…”

Choi Ki-seok tapped his forehead with his hand while speaking.

I completely forgot about it.

The fact that the 100 days of duty is already over.

“Why? Are you going to at least stand on duty for me? Is being on call on 101 a trend these days?”

Seo Ji-hoon laughed, clutching his stomach.

It looks like Choi Ki-seok noticed his mistake.

“Please look at me, senior. I’m having a hard time too.”

“I’m just kidding. I heard the VIP patient’s surgery went well?”

“Mr. Kim had to leave during the emergency surgery, but fortunately it ended safely.”

“So you must have been first?”

“yes.”

“I guess I said I was joining the Norwood team for no reason. The Norwood team’s positions are not as flexible as the Saber team. I wish I could be first.”

Seo Ji-hoon sighed as if the ground was falling.

“Still, the difficulty of surgery is several times higher in Norwood. I think you’ll have a lot to learn.”

“That’s right. Professor Kwon is such an FM. Did you have a good off day?”

“I couldn’t rest comfortably. There was a lot of work to do.”

“Is it because I’m going to Meijo? To be honest, I’m sad. I came to the thoracic surgery department because I wanted to be with you.”

“If that’s the case, isn’t the real game starting now?”

“what do you mean?”

“You started working in thoracic surgery at Uijin University, and I will soon be working at Meijo. I think the starting line is the same.”

“That’s not completely wrong.”

Seo Ji-hoon rubbed his chin.

“Are you going to stay in America after training?”

“No.

I’ll be back.”

“Clench your teeth and study and come back. Otherwise, you will be under me.”

“Senior, you better be nervous too, right?”

The two people looked at each other and sparked a friendly rivalry.

After chatting with Seo Ji-hoon, I headed to the operating room.

Today is the day to practice robotic surgery.

Ki-Seok Choi remembered something along the way, so he opened the status window.

NEW Passive Skill

[Sixth Sense Lv.1]

– Accurately predicts the patient’s progress and the progress of the surgical process through extra senses.

– The cause of the delay cannot be determined and it is activated with a 20% chance.

– You are already at max level.

‘This is it.’

After checking the skills, I nodded.

While attending a Chinese VIP surgery, I had a strange feeling.

Normally, mitral valve replacement surgery would be required, but there was a lot of unfounded confidence that plastic surgery could be performed.

If I didn’t have that confidence, I would have followed Hyukpil Jang and had replacement surgery.

Choi Ki-seok closed the status window and smiled with satisfaction.

Six Sense.

It has the disadvantage of not having a high activation rate and not being able to determine the cause, but it is a good enough passive.

This is because the sense of the Sixth Sense is 100% certain.

“hello.”

“You can go to K Rosette today too.”

“thank you.”

Choi Ki-seok spoke with the head nurse of the operating room and entered the rosette.

The surgery setup was completed in the blink of an eye.

The necessary devices were installed on the robotic arm, and the beef heart taken in the morning was placed on the operating table.

It rattled. It rattled.

As I pedaled, I focused my sights on the cow’s heart. Then, holding the handle in both hands, he began the actual operation.

Because surgeries such as MIDCAB were unknown, the focus was still on basic suturing.

Jiiiing.

With a mechanical sound, the robot arm headed towards the heart.

Choi Ki-seok cut a wound on the surface of the heart with a scalpel in his left hand and began suturing it.

Fuuuuuk.

The needle in my right arm penetrated the cross section of the wound.

‘Phew…’

I checked my vision and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the case of robotic surgery, since tactile sensations cannot be felt, more effort must be put into operation.

The good news is that thanks to the training over the past three weeks, I have developed some control over manipulation.

After passing the suture through the wound, I pulled the needle straight with my left hand. Then he moved the suture needle back to his right hand and gently pulled on the wound.

The following one-hand knot.

Simple interrupted suturing was successful with careful movements.

When I moved the pedal and inspected the suture, the perfection was similar to when done by hand.

Choi Ki-seok began robot training with confidence.

The vertical mattress suture, horizontal mattress suture, and subcutaneous suture were spread evenly, and several changes were made to the knotting method.

Eventually, I stood in front of the operating table, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

A smile appeared on his lips as he looked down at his heart. Although the speed was slow, the perfection of suturing rapidly increased.

I felt like I could do simple robotic surgery myself.

Choi Ki-seok cleaned up the operating table and robot and went outside the hospital. Then I sat on an outdoor bench and gazed at the night sky.

I still couldn’t believe it.

The fact that I will soon leave Uijin University Hospital and go to Meijo.

If someone says this is all a dream, I’ll

say, ‘Oh, that’s right.’

I thought I could accept it.

I didn’t know that things would change so drastically in a month.

Choi Ki-seok leaned back on the bench and was lost in thought.

According to what I researched during my time off, working as a doctor in the United States is not without hardships.

From communication problems to racial discrimination issues to inconveniences in everyday life.

Every little thing that wasn’t a problem in Korea will become a problem.

Is there really a need to go to the US and go through the trouble of buying it?

I’ve asked myself this question many times over the years, but the answer is yes.

Ki-Seok Choi wanted to develop his medical skills in a unique environment and among unique people.

When it comes to developing a surgeon through experience, the more experience the better.

Moreover, the hospital where I will be training is not a third-rate hospital, but Meijo Clinic. This is the hospital that has ranked first in hospital evaluations in recent years in the United States, which is said to be home to the latest medical technology.

So I decided.

I should go to Meijo when I can get help from Song Myeong-jin.

Otherwise, an opportunity like this will never come again.

Jiiiing.

After checking the cell phone number, he chuckled.

I thought this might be the heart and soul.

“Yes, Professor. How have you been?”

[sure. I’m doing well without any problems. Teacher Choi, are you preparing well?]

“Yes. There is no problem.”

Ki-seok Choi told us step by step what he had done during his off time.

[I’m glad that the military service issue has been resolved. I was already worried because of that.]

“It seems like Mayjo is calling me.”

[ha ha ha. I think the same thing.]

Song Myeong-jin continued with a chuckle.

[With Mr. Choi’s skills, you won’t fail the USMLE or TOEFL, so take the test and come to the US right away. You can stay at my house until the results come out and then take the interview as soon as the results come out.]

“I understand.”

[Honestly, you’re nervous and nervous, right? [I regret saying I was going to Meijo for no reason.]

“It’s a little bit like that.”

[But I assure you. The moment you start training at Meijo, you will definitely want to praise yourself for coming.]

Song Myeong-jin’s voice exuded confidence.

[And here, unlike in Korea, competing is fun.]

“Competing is fun?”

[The skilled trainees at Meijo are anxious to go to thoracic surgery. It is completely different from Korean thoracic surgery, where there are no applicants even from university hospitals.] “….” [Do you know what that means?] Song

Myeong

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jin After taking this pause, he continued speaking.

[Here, if Dr. Choi does not work hard, he cannot choose to major in thoracic surgery.]

Song Myeong-jin’s words ignited a fire in his heart.

“That will never happen.”