Back to Seoul (2)
“Really?”
“So, is it real or fake? If you don’t believe it, ask Taeho directly.”
Choi Ki-seok was dumbfounded by Oh Hye-jeong’s bombshell declaration.
Although a man and a woman’s textbooks do not last a lifetime, they both thought that they would last a long time.
I had no idea it would break like this.
“Why are you so surprised? If anyone sees you, they’ll think they’ve seen a ghost.”
“Do you really feel like you’ve seen a ghost?”
“Did you really think that me and Taeho would last long? Anyway, you are really bad at dating. People who like you are completely black inside right now…”
Oh Hye-jeong stopped speaking and then closed her mouth.
As if someone came to mind.
“Stop talking. Don’t talk.”
“How long has it been since you and Taeho broke up?”
“About two months. It was almost the end of the first semester.”
“Are you okay? That bastard Jo Tae-ho is no joke.”
“No problem at all. I got dumped.”
Oh Hye-jeong spoke calmly.
“I was already exhausted from trying to please that person. Now I am completely liberated.”
“But why did you date that person in the first place?”
“It’s like business. Taeho wants something from me, and I also want something from Taeho.”
“So what is that?”
“If you find out, you’ll get hurt.”
Oh Hye-jeong laughed mischievously.
“Anyway, now wouldn’t be the time to worry about me, right? Taeho is threatening to take care of you.”
“If you’re going to do it, just do it.”
Choi Ki-seok snorted. If they were afraid of Jo Tae-ho’s retaliation, they wouldn’t have split up in the first place.
“You’re very confident.”
“Because there is no reason to be discouraged.”
“You’ve definitely changed a lot from before.”
Oh Hye-jeong crossed her legs and said.
“I worked in the gastrointestinal surgery ward last month, right? The nurses and teachers there praised you like that.”
“······.”
“Honestly, I couldn’t believe it. The person I knew was so foolish even during PK practice.”
“It’s an old story.”
“I guess that’s true. Looking at what you’ve been doing these days.”
Oh Hye-jeong laughed.
Her gaze suddenly landed on Choi Ki-seok’s Crocs.
“You put a teddy bear on it? I didn’t know you had such a cute hobby?”
“I did it with Seolhwa.”
“okay?”
Oh Hye-jeong shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal. Then, I sat down next to Choi Ki-seok and quietly rested my head on his shoulder.
“You know what? If you had come to your senses earlier, I might have dated you instead of Taeho.”
Oh Hye-jeong whispered in a sweet voice.
As the sticky atmosphere continued, Oh Hye-jeong’s body suddenly tilted to the side.
Choi Ki-seok suddenly woke up.
“What…what is it?”
“It’s almost time for the meeting. Let’s go quickly.”
Choi Ki-seok quickly returned to the ward.
Ignoring Oh Hye-jeong’s grumbling coming from behind.
After arriving at the conference room, I checked the contents of the printed material one more time and waited for the teachers.
After a while, first-year to fourth-year medical specialists and full-time medical professors came to the conference room.
Choi Ki-seok remembered the doctors’ names and faces well.
5 minutes before the meeting starts.
One person hurriedly entered the conference room.
The last person to come in was Gu-myeon Min Min-hyuk. This is my second year as a thoracic surgeon who scolded Ki-Seok Choi for his thoracentesis.
“Hello, senior.”
“Huh… and you?”
Min Joo-hyuk opened his eyes sheepishly after receiving Choi Ki-seok’s greeting.
He looked like he was going to say something, but ended up staying silent and sitting down.
After a while, the Chief presided over the meeting.
A briefing focusing on surgical patients followed.
The briefing was thorough and accurate, and various case studies were attached, making it easy to understand.
The level of thoracic surgery at Uijin University was not easy.
Eventually, the projector screen changed and a patient’s personal information emerged.
The patient’s name is Kang Dong-ho and he is 48 years old.
The diagnosis was
C.O.P.D
(
chronic obstructive pulmonary disease).
In other words, it is chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.
“I recently received a call from the Transplant Management Center saying they had found a lung donor.”
“That’s good. Let’s schedule the surgery as soon as possible. The patient’s condition is still not good.”
Song Myeong-jin nodded slightly at the Chief’s report.
“I disagree with that opinion.”
Jo Ji-hwan, who had been silent, came forward.
Cho Ji-hwan is an assistant professor of thoracic surgery and specializes in pulmonary and esophageal diseases.
In a situation where the position of manager was vacant, the opinions of the assistant professor and associate professor clashed.
The atmosphere in the conference room was cold.
“What is the reason?”
Song Myung-jin showed his discomfort.
“Strictly speaking, I am not against surgery.”
“······.”
“I’m just saying that it’s better not to have surgery at our hospital.”
Jo Ji-hwan finished speaking and took a sip of coffee.
“Then what do you want to do?”
“Of course I have to turn it on.”
“Power?”
“Yes. The thoracic surgery department at the National Hospital is the best at lung transplant surgery, so it would be better to send it there.”
“This patient wants to be treated at our hospital.”
Song Myeong-jin pounded his chest as if he was frustrated and continued speaking.
“Don’t you know that the patient’s guardian is an employee of our hospital? If we transfer, what are you going to do about the treatment fee issue?”
Jo Ji-hwan kept his mouth shut in response to Song Myeong-jin’s rebuttal.
Currently, the patient was receiving a reduction in treatment costs through employee benefits.
If you choose to apply, of course you will not be able to receive support for treatment costs.
“That’s none of my business.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“This patient will most likely die during surgery.”
Jo Ji-hwan continued.
“And if a patient dies, we will be responsible. The hospital death rate will also rise. So there is no need to complicate things, just send everyone in.”
A chill filled the operating room at Jo Ji-hwan’s declaration.
Other doctors could not keep quiet about the fight between the heads of the thoracic surgery department.
“You are saying that you only want to perform surgery on patients for whom safety is guaranteed.”
Song Myeong-jin smiled empty-handedly.
“Yes, that’s right. We need to think about the convenience of the hospital and medical clinic, not just the patient.”
“······.”
“No matter how much Professor Song does, you will have to follow my opinion this time.”
Jo Ji-hwan laughed.
Although Song Myeong-jin is an outstanding thoracic surgeon, his reputation was built on heart surgery.
The expert in lung transplant surgery is Jo Ji-hwan, a full-time pulmonary and esophageal surgeon.
In fact, Jo Ji-hwan performed all four lung transplants performed at the hospital. In other words, if Jo Ji-hwan refuses surgery, virtually no one can force him to do so.
Song Myung-jin caused a stir in the tense atmosphere as if he had exploded right away.
“Let’s operate on this patient.”
“Have you not heard me until now?”
“You heard me very well.”
“Hehe. How are you going to proceed with the surgery if I’m not going to do it?”
“Because I will do it.”
Everyone was shocked by Song Myung-jin’s explosive remarks.
Among them, Minjoohyuk even squirted water on the table while drinking water.
“There is no doubt about Professor Song’s skills. Wouldn’t it be excessive arrogance to even dabble in lung transplantation?”
Jo Ji-hwan smiled leisurely.
Song Myeong-jin had an unusual background.
He is one of the few people to have earned both a cardiac surgery fellow and a pulmonary and esophageal surgery fellow.
So, even though he was a master of heart surgery, he was also able to perform surgeries related to pulmonary esophagus.
However, even he has never had a lung transplant.
Because lung transplant cases are rare.
“Don’t you know better than anyone else that lung transplantation is the most difficult of all transplant surgeries?”
“I know. But…”
“······.”
“Even if dirt gets in my eye, I can’t see the patient going to another hospital. Let’s schedule the surgery for sometime this week.”
“If the patient dies, Professor Song will naturally take responsibility, right?”
“I’ve always been like that. Don’t compare yourself to someone who pushes a patient over the edge because they are insecure.”
bang!
Song Myeong-jin slammed the table and left the conference room.
Accordingly, several doctors followed Song Myeong-jin, and the rest made morning rounds with Jo Ji-hwan.
[It’s unlikely to happen, but if you’re going to major in thoracic surgery, make sure you have a good line.]
[You’ll have to look at people and wait in line.]
Choi Ki-seok belatedly understood what Kang Ha-na said.
* * *
After the morning rounds, Ki-Seok Choi remained in the conference room following Min-Hyuk Min’s instructions.
“Whatever you do always turns out to be the same.”
Minjoohyuk placed his hand on his forehead with a troubled expression.
“What do you mean?”
“I was worried what would happen if you came to the thoracic surgery clinic, but it means you actually came.”
Min Min-hyuk’s hand came to rest on Choi Ki-seok’s shoulder.
“Let’s stay quiet and don’t cause trouble like last time, okay?”
“yes.”
Choi Ki-seok answered briefly and continued.
“But senior, I have something to tell you.”
“What.”
“I will major in thoracic surgery. And starting this month, I will enter the thoracic surgery department at Fixton.”
“······Are you serious?”
“yes.”
“You’re not crazy, are you?”
Minjoohyuk, surprised, asked once more.
Last year, no interns applied to thoracic surgery.
So Min-hyuk Min, who was a resident the year before last, is still living as the youngest.
If Choi Ki-seok supports thoracic surgery, he can end his boring life as the youngest.
First of all, interns who apply for a fixed position do not change departments but stay in one department.
In addition, given the nature of thoracic surgery, which has a low number of applicants, Ki-Seok Choi had a high chance of becoming a resident.
It’s good to have someone come in below, but that’s Choi Ki-seok…
I’m in a situation where I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“I’ll talk to another teacher first.”
Min Min-hyuk looked Choi Ki-seok up and down.
“Yes. But do the assistant professor and associate professor fight often?”
Choi Ki-seok changed the topic.
“Our relationship was originally bad. This is the first time we’ve had such an open fight since the manager left.”
“Whose side are you on?”
“My heart is focused on Professor Song… but that’s enough. Let’s stop talking like this.”
Minjoohyuk waved his hand.
“I want to hear your opinion.”
Min Joo-hyuk scratched the back of his head as if he was troubled by Choi Ki-seok’s bold question.
“Yes. Everyone will know anyway. There is no need to hide it. I like Professor Song, but if I have to raise someone’s hand in public… I will raise Professor Cho’s hand.”
“why?”
Choi Ki-seok frowned.
“Anyone can see that Professor Song is right. If we transfer, what will happen to the patient’s treatment expenses?”
“······.”
“Besides, it’s not like our thoracic surgery department can’t perform lung transplants. Do we really need to turn it on?”
“I know that.”
Min-hyeok Min-hyuk continued calmly.
“Still, if you want to get ahead, you have to follow Professor Cho. Professor Cho is the younger brother of the hospital director. Professor Cho will probably fill the vacant position of head of cardiothoracic surgery.”
“······.”
“You just shut up and do as you’re told. Normally, with Crayon Shin-chan, the person above rolls and the person below rolls.”
Min Joo-hyuk said and left.
* * *
The first day of work in the thoracic surgery ward.
Choi Ki-seok had a busy day that made him out of breath. He
went back and forth between the pediatric ward, the adult ward, and the intensive care unit. He went around treating patients.
If he tried to take a break even for a moment, the call phone rang loudly.
Considering the intensity of work, the ward was much busier than the emergency room.
However, Choi Ki-seok used his unique ability to handle the doctor’s orders and the nurse’s requests at lightning speed.
Arterial blood Blood collection, nasogastric tube intubation, urine line insertion, etc.
Even difficult procedures were completed in one go.
Accordingly, nurse Kang Ha-na gave Choi Gi-seok a nickname, not an intern, but a super intern, meaning that he had surpassed an intern.
“But why are you a super intern?
” You know the Japanese cartoon Dragon Ball, right? I enjoyed it. Super Shire people are those who have transcended the Shire people. Teacher Choi is a super intern who goes beyond an intern.”
Kang Ha-na answered Ki-seok Choi’s question like this.
It was indeed the reason she was a 4D nurse.
In the midst of a busy time, I finally found some time to relax.
There was an hour left before work.
Jeeeeee.
Ki-Seok Choi jumped up at the vibration of the call phone.
It was a call that came just five minutes after he sat down on the sofa in the break room.
“You won’t leave it alone even for a moment.”
Ki-Seok Choi stretched and answered the call phone. Kang Ha-na’s clear voice reached his ears. It rang.
[First intern teacher. The teacher on duty is taking an EKG for patient Hwang Jeong-woo.]
“I’ll be right away.”
Ki-seok Choi poured the coffee from the vending machine in one go and headed to the ward.
