Mayjo Clinic (5)
Specialty: Gastrointestinal Surgery, Colorectal Surgery, Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Fellow Physical
strength: 4/10
Diagnosis: 7/10
Surgical treatment: 9/10
Medical treatment: 5/10
Reputation: 7
Political power: 8
Charisma: 8
‘You’re crazy.’
Choi Ki-seok couldn’t help but be impressed.
Smith obtained all fellow certifications in the general surgery subspecialty. Not only that, but its overall stats, including surgical values, are overwhelming.
He even has an interesting skill called the invisible hand.
Should I say that it really lives up to its name?
“Hello Head Chief.”
“good morning.”
The staff all greeted Smith.
Smith raised his hand in response and walked slowly. Meanwhile, I stood next to Ethan, who was sitting near the aisle.
“Are these three new residents in gastrointestinal surgery?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Hmm…”
Smith glanced at the three people with an expressionless face.
The tension flowing through the conference room.
Now all the staff’s eyes were on Smith and the new residents.
“Are you Mr. Choi?”
“Yes. This is Kiseok Choi.”
“I heard a lot of stories. I heard you won overall honors in this interview, right?”
“I was lucky.”
“You have an Asian-like attitude. But you need to refrain from speaking like that in the future. If you say you got the top spot through luck, how do you think the people who got lower scores than you will feel?”
I was completely dumbfounded by Smith’s words.
This is the first time I have been dealt a blow like this since my political power increased.
“I’ll be careful in the future.”
“Is it true that you were taught by Director Song of Thoracic Surgery in Korea?”
“yes.”
“Look forward to the future.”
Smith said something indifferently and sat in the front row.
Choi Ki-seok finally exhaled peacefully.
After a brief conversation, my entire body was weighed down by the intimidating feeling Smith gave me.
A formidable person.
Is he really the type that cares for the patient or the type that takes care of his own interests?
We’ll see.
After a while, all the general surgery staff gathered in the conference room.
Before the actual meeting, we took time to introduce the new residents.
Ki-Seok Choi and Jennifer Morgan in gastrointestinal surgery.
Rahul from India and Julien from France in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
Peter and Jackson in Colon Surgery.
A total of seven people trained in general surgery.
match. match. match. match.
“Welcome to the Mayjo Clinic.”
“Let’s do our best.”
Applause and welcome words poured in.
After the introductions, Ki-Seok Choi returned to his seat with his colleagues.
When I formally greeted the staff, I finally felt like I had been reborn as a member of the Meijo family.
You will adapt faster than anyone else and advance to the higher system early.
My whole body became hot with determination.
Soon, inpatient reports, case presentations, and collaborative patient discussions followed. I expected the meeting to be long as each department gathered together, but it progressed faster than expected.
Morning rounds following the meeting.
I went around each hospital room and finally found Thomas’ hospital room.
“Thomas. How are you feeling?”
“The tip of my solar plexus hurts a little, but everything else is fine.”
“Thank goodness. You have surgery in two days, so you need to take good care of yourself.”
Smith smiled softly.
There was silence for a moment, and then Thomas suddenly waved his hand violently.
He found Choi Ki-seok at the end of the staff line.
“Doctor Choi is here too?”
Ki-Seok Choi slightly raised his hand and pretended to acknowledge Thomas’ greeting.
“Do you know Dr. Choi?”
“He was the teacher who was on duty yesterday. He listened so well to the old man’s scolding. Thanks to him, I was able to relieve stress and sleep well.”
“okay.”
Smith looked at Choi Ki-seok and Thomas alternately.
After the final interview, the general surgery staff lined up in the hallway.
“Is Ethan Mr. Choi’s teaching resident?”
“That’s right.”
“Give 1 star point to Mr. Choi. The item is patient care.”
Smith walked first and several staff members followed behind him. The rest dispersed in groups of three and five on the spot.
After the morning meeting and rounds were over, regular business hours arrived.
“Ethan. What are star points?”
“You can think of it as a kind of store. It has a big impact on the residency evaluation after 4 months. The more star points you receive, the more likely you are to use the hire system.”
“If there is a store, are there any penalties?”
Choi Ki-seok asked, suppressing his excitement.
“Are you quick to notice? Of course, there are penalty points. If there are a lot of penalty points, the training period increases.”
“Mr. Choi. I’m jealous. Should I have said I’d be on duty?”
Jennifer, who had been quiet, joined the conversation.
“Jennifer. This isn’t a matter of being on duty or not. It’s a matter of attitude towards patients.”
“That’s right, but…”
Jennifer made a sullen expression at Morgan’s point.
“I have work to do, so I’ll just leave. Thank you, everyone, for your hard work.”
After saying goodbye, Choi Ki-seok went to the operating room. There was liver cancer surgery in the first morning.
When we enter the C Rosette observation room, he is the only one.
According to Song Myeong-jin, observation of the surgery is free, but not many surgeons actually attend.
This is because surgeons who can perform surgery have no reason to observe the surgery, and those with less experience cannot afford to observe the surgery.
‘I benefit.’
Choi Ki-seok smiled and waited leisurely for the surgery.
After a while, patients and staff came into the rosette.
[Use the dragon’s eye. Start shooting in video mode.]
‘I won’t miss a thing.’
His eyes were fixed on the monitor.
* * *
Weeeeeee.
The observation room door opened and Choi Ki-seok came out.
He stretched out coolly.
Current time: 2 PM.
I sat in the observation room from morning and just filmed the video.
Thanks to this, I was able to obtain videos of stomach cancer surgery, colon cancer surgery, and liver cancer surgery.
It was refreshing and fun because it had been a long time since I had observed and recorded a surgery other than the thoracic surgery part.
‘Shall we take a moment to pack up?’
As I was leaving the main building, my cell phone rang.
Song Myeong-jin called.
“Yes, Professor.”
[I guess it’s been a while since it happened? Is your voice fresh?]
“No, I was awake the whole time.”
[Weren’t you on duty yesterday?]
“That’s right. But I wanted to observe the surgery, so I held on until now.”
[You’ve been amazing since your first day of work.]
Song Myeong-jin laughed heartily.
[It looks like you haven’t even had lunch, so come to the restaurant. Because I couldn’t eat lunch because I was having surgery.]
“Yes. I’ll go right away.”
Choi Ki-seok hung up the phone and headed to the restaurant.
Afterwards, I met Song Myeong-jin and took a seat near the window.
“How do you feel about being on duty for the first time?”
“To be honest, I wasn’t very impressed. I was a little annoyed because there was a conflict with the on-call doctor at the gastroenterology department, but other than that, I got through it without problems. Also, getting the manual from the professor in advance and studying it was a big help.”
“That’s a good thing.”
Song Myeong-jin nodded and continued speaking.
“It may be difficult, but for the time being, completely put aside your attachment to thoracic surgery. If you work with the mindset that ‘general surgery is my specialty,’ you will have a lot to learn and your skills will improve quickly.”
“Yes, I will keep that in mind.”
“Would you like to hear about the surgery I attended today and what I felt during the surgery?”
Choi Ki-seok answered Song Myeong-jin’s questions step by step.
Mayjo Clinic surgeons’ surgical methods, patient management methods, etc.
A happy smile slowly appeared on Song Myeong-jin’s face as he listened to the story.
“You saw it well in a short period of time. You have a good sense of vision, don’t you?”
“I was lucky… or rather, it was thanks to my concentration.”
Choi Ki-seok remembered Smith’s point and changed his words.
“I haven’t sent a paper for a while, but I’m going to send one again starting tomorrow. I’ll be sending a paper from general surgery, not thoracic surgery, so I’ll send a review like before.”
“I was still waiting for you to say that.”
“And this is a gift.”
Song Myeong-jin held out the envelope that had been placed on the floor.
Choi Ki-seok checked inside and smiled.
The gift prepared by the teacher is a bag containing surgical tools and sutures.
They provided us with the necessary supplies so we could practice suturing.
“Aren’t your hands itching already?”
“As expected, you were looking right into my heart.”
“Hahaha. If you can’t do that, how can you be a teacher? Instead, Teacher Choi will have to get a separate item to suture. A doll or something would be the best.”
“Yes! I will take care of the rest.”
“Let’s get up slowly.”
Choi Ki-seok finished talking with Song Myeong-jin and moved to the parking lot. Afterwards, I took the suitcase out of the car trunk and went to the annex dormitory.
The resident dormitory occupied the 10th to 13th floors of the annex.
Rattling!
I opened the door and went inside.
The dormitory was about 10 pyeong in size and consisted of only a bunk bed, closet, and desk.
“Are you anxious?”
I frowned as I glanced around the dormitory.
The roommate who came first unpacked his luggage noisily.
He had already occupied the first floor of the bed, and the walls of the room were filled with posters of actresses that Choi Ki-seok did not know.
I couldn’t confirm his face yet, but he must have been an unusual person.
After quickly unpacking my luggage, I sat down at my desk.
Even though it was off, there was a lot to do.
I have to watch the video again and prepare for the case presentation tomorrow.
Ki-Seok Choi started working frantically.
Feeling dizzy, I suddenly looked at the clock and saw that it was 6 PM.
“this!”
Choi Ki-seok picked up his cell phone, recalling something he had forgotten.
[I thought I was going crazy waiting for my senior to call me.]
Youngho Lee grumbled playfully.
“I’m sorry. I’m very busy here. How are you?”
[yes. Nothing much.]
“Send me a video of you practicing suturing by tomorrow. Then I’ll comment by email.”
I made a promise to Youngho Lee before coming to the United States.
Even if we are far away, we will watch the training.
[What about the thesis?]
“I will send the thesis as normal starting tomorrow.”
[Can I trust you?]
“Of course. If you break your promise again, then I will call you senior. How about that?”
[That’s not that bad.]
Youngho Lee answered with a smile.
‘It’s not that easy.’
Choi Ki-seok muttered to himself.
I didn’t know it when Song Myeong-jin cared for me, but it wasn’t easy when I found myself in a position to take care of my subordinates. I was able to realize once again that my teacher was a great person.
“How is the atmosphere at the thoracic surgery department?”
[It’s so ugly. I feel like I can’t even breathe during meetings.]
“Why?”
[Professor Jang became an associate professor not long ago. So Professor Kwon got really angry. He even said in a public setting that he would leave Uijin University.]
Lee Young-ho continued speaking slowly.
[Professor Jang has been on a roll since Hwang Ki-jeong’s Saber surgery, while Professor Kwon has had successive failed Norwood surgeries. I think that had a big impact.]
“…It ended up being that way.”
Choi Ki-seok answered calmly.
Honestly, it was a game I couldn’t compete with from the beginning.
First of all, the difference in difficulty between Saber surgery and Norwood surgery was significant. Second, Kwon Il-soo was too honest to handle Jang Hyuk-pil.
Moreover, aren’t the Norwood team staff members similar in personality to Kwon Il-soo?
If there had been just one person to act as a staff member, the outcome might have been different.
[Senior, how is your life as a Meijo?]
“It’s not bad so far. There are a few annoying people, but I’ll have to deal with them soon.”
[I don’t know who it is, but I feel sorry for it. Being picked on by a senior…]
“Then of course.”
Choi Ki-seok chuckled.
After a while, I finished talking with Lee Young-ho and went outside.
I plan to take the car and go buy the doll I need to practice suturing.
“Hello. Nice to meet you.”
A woman greeted me from across the hallway.
The woman was beautiful.
Enough to believe that she’s a Hollywood actress.
Her long blonde hair fluttered as she walked, and her bright smile was like a flower.
“Oh yes. Hello.”
“We’re spherical, right?”
The woman said with a smile on her face.
“Huh? Us?”
Choi Ki-seok was surprised and asked a question.
What kind of ghost-forgetting noise is this?
