Sewon Hospital (5)
“Huh….”
Na Sang-cheol burst into laughter after checking the resume.
The person Choi Ki-seok recommended was definitely unusual. At first, I didn’t look at the resume in detail, just glanced at the photos and work experience, but from then on, a shiver ran down my spine.
“Are these people really coming to our hospital?”
“yes. “The story is over, and I just received a call that I arrived in Korea.”
“All sorts of things happen in life. “I never thought the day would come when I would meet the MHC staff.”
“Hospital director. “I’m from MHC too, but…”
“Hahaha. You forgot the most important thing. But talking to you gives me a strangely warm feeling. “Is it because I’m Korean?”
“Maybe so.”
Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.
“If you just meet the desired salary, you will start working tomorrow.”
“How much do you expect?”
In response to Na Sang-cheol’s question, Choi Ki-seok wrote the amount in the blank space.
“That’s hot. “Is this also MHC style?”
“American thoracic surgeons usually receive this much. “It is an amount that we cannot even dream of in Korea.”
“No matter what…”
Na Sang-cheol rubbed his chin as if he was displeased.
“Don’t you understand that the triple board is at the same level as you?”
“The reality of thoracic surgery is that bleak. If you’re worried about my pride, I don’t care. If I were a person obsessed with money, I wouldn’t have come back to Korea in the first place. “I wouldn’t have left the medical service either.”
“That’s right. But do these people speak Korean well?”
Even if you’re an MHC thoracic surgeon, if you can’t communicate with patients or fellow staff, you’re a fool.
It was Na Sang-cheol who suddenly felt anxious.
“I heard that you are learning hard. There will be no problem if the surgery is performed in English. The problem is outpatient treatment…” “….
”
“If we assign an outpatient nurse who can speak English for the time being, there will be no problem.”
“Umm… I’ll have to call the nursing department. “These are friends who help me a lot in many ways.”
“But I think it’s well worth it.”
“I guess so. Anyway, do whatever you want. “You can do whatever you want, so just try to turn this shit around.”
“yes. You can look forward to it.”
Chaeaeaeang.
The glasses clinked together and the glass was empty.
Choi Ki-seok filled Na Sang-cheol’s glass and smiled.
With this, the first task of securing high-quality personnel for thoracic surgery was completed. Colleagues who arrived from MHC would be able to make up for the somewhat lacking expertise at Sewon Hospital.
“Chief Choi.”
“Yes, hospital director.”
“It’s strange that my ears have been itching since a while ago. “Do you have anything else to say?”
“You guessed like a ghost. “Actually, there’s one more thing I’d like to ask of you.”
“For someone who just finished his first outpatient treatment, I think he has too much to say. “Did you have an enemy with Sewon Hospital in your past life?”
Choi Ki-seok burst out laughing at Na Sang-cheol’s joke.
“Is that possible? “If past lives existed, Sewon Hospital wouldn’t have existed back then.”
“….”
“But the reason I’m rushing to do various things is because I want to see the bright future of thoracic surgery as quickly as possible.”
“The bright future of thoracic surgery… If there is such a thing, I want to see it before I die.”
Na Sang-cheol’s faint gaze reached the ceiling.
* * *
The next morning, in the thoracic surgery conference room.
The morning meeting was being held led by Chief Resident Daniel Lee. The meeting came to a close as the case study and inpatient briefing were completed one after another.
“I would like to say something briefly before going on rounds.”
Choi Ki-seok glanced at the staff and started praying.
“Are you planning on talking about yesterday’s outpatient treatment? I don’t think there’s any need to talk about that. “There is no one who doesn’t know that Manager Choi’s popularity exploded.”
“Just do it in moderation.”
Choi Ki-seok frowned as he watched Kim Han-cheol pouring cold water on him.
“Even though I’m younger than the associate professor, I can’t stand it when it comes out like this.”
“I can’t stand it. Manager Choi, what does that mean?”
“Since yesterday, whenever I say something, haven’t you been sarcastic and added one word at a time?”
“Hmm.”
Kim Han-cheol cleared his throat, avoiding Choi Ki-seok’s gaze.
‘I got caught.’
A smile deepens on Kim Han-cheol’s lips.
It’s childish to throw a tantrum over everything the other person says, but there’s no better way to get on someone’s nerves. Moreover, the annoyance that Choi Ki-seok was feeling right now was a new blood compared to the annoyance he was feeling.
What does it mean to be a triple board thoracic surgeon?
I couldn’t just watch the pale-faced young guy pretending to be a manager.
“I will say it again here in front of all the staff. “Stop acting childish.”
“What? “Childish thing?”
“If what you’re doing right now isn’t childish, what is?”
“Am I unable to speak with my mouth?”
“I am returning it based on that logic. “What I’m saying is, don’t do anything childish.”
Choi Ki-seok, with their sparkling gazes directed at each other, pulled the reins of attack closely.
“And from now on, please don’t call me Manager Choi. Be sure to add “nim” at the end. I am more senior than an associate professor. From now on, I will not tolerate calling you like a friend.”
Choi Ki-seok got on Kim Han-cheol’s nerves by inserting the word associate professor. It must have been effective as his face immediately turned red.
“Chief Choi!”
“Not Manager Choi, Manager Choi!”
Choi Ki-seok responded to Kim Han-cheol’s shouting with a shouting match.
Then Kim Han-cheol stared at him with surprised rabbit eyes.
His eyes seemed to say, ‘You are the first person to treat me like this.’
Meanwhile, other staff members were watching the two with interest.
A battle of spirit between the director of thoracic surgery, who was the youngest person to win a triple board, and the associate professor, the superintendent of Sewon Hospital.
Nowhere else could you get such a beautiful view.
‘It’s not a good picture… but there’s nothing I can do about it.’
Daniel Lee watched the two people and muttered to himself.
Considering the positions of the two people, it was unsightly to see them raising their voices and fighting over the issue of titles and making small talk. Isn’t it much different from grown adults fighting with each other over toys?
However, in the larger framework of social life, such conflicts were difficult to avoid.
Because social life involves fights and conflicts over things as trivial as boogers.
However, what surprised Daniel Lee was that Choi Ki-seok was actively attacking Professor Boo.
It was impossible to imagine what he was like now from his usual infinitely friendly appearance.
‘As expected, you are not an ordinary person.’
Daniel Lee’s eyes turned to Choi Ki-seok again.
“Associate professor. Repeat after me. Choi. class. page. sir. So you can do it, right?”
“….”
“Is it too difficult? Shall we take it slow? Choi. class. page. sir.”
“no way. “Fuck!”
thud!
Kim Han-cheol hit the table with his fist. Then he glared at Choi Ki-seok for a long time and left the conference room. Choi Ki-seok won the battle.
“….”
“….”
As Kim Han-cheol left, the atmosphere in the conference room became cold.
The staff looked at each other and didn’t know what to do.
“I’m sure there are some of you who disapprove of my actions right now.”
Choi Ki-seok continued speaking slowly.
“But when you are treated unfairly, you have to respond accordingly. If I act carelessly or unreasonably toward you, you too should act like I did. I am ready to accept it.”
“….”
“Phew. The limbs were long. Now let’s get to the point. “There are two main stories I want to convey.”
As soon as Choi Ki-seok finished speaking, the door opened and two strangers took a seat next to him.
The two were foreigners with blue eyes.
The staff began to whisper at the appearance of an unexpected person.
“Their names are Charles and Jeremy. “I was a professor at MHC’s Department of Thoracic Surgery, and Charles specializes in cardiology and Jeremy specializes in pulmonary and esophageal surgery.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Oh hello.”
Ki-Seok Choi burst out laughing as he saw Charles and Jeremy greeting each other in poor Korean. It was fun to see MHC comrades in Korea and to hear them speak Korean.
“Please introduce Charles a little more first.”
Charles cleared his throat at Choi Ki-seok’s words.
“Kimchi Gangnam Style Park Ji-seon I like Korea. “I’m working hard on learning Korean.”
“Zual, please.”
match. match. match. match.
When Charles and Jeremy were introduced, the staff applauded. Two professors from MHC, the world’s center of thoracic surgery, came to work at Sewon Hospital.
It was truly an auspicious event.
“Let’s talk about the details later. “Sit over there.”
“okay.”
After the two people sat down, Choi Ki-seok started crying.
“There’s one more thing I want to say before I go on rounds. “The Education Channel will visit our hospital in the next week.”
“….”
“I decided to film a documentary about thoracic surgery, and all I had to do was show our natural daily life. “Okay?”
“yes!”
“That’s it! “Let’s help with rounds.”
Choi Ki-seok left the conference room first, and the staff followed him.
* * *
That morning.
Ki-Seok Choi sat on the sofa in his office and stared at Jeremy and Charles across from him. Since I had just left MHC, I couldn’t feel any distance between them.
“How do you feel about coming to Korea?”
“I do not know yet. “I feel like I came here for no reason.”
“Why are you doing this already? “If it were not for the language problem and working environment, I think it would be okay here, right?”
“Actually, aren’t those two the most important?”
Charles shrugged his shoulders and continued.
“By the way, was there any problem during the morning meeting? Shouting came and went. “One middle-aged man left the conference room in a huff.”
“what. It’s a common fight. The associate professor here is the same age as me. “It was ticking before, so I hit it hard today.”
“What does the age difference have to do with anything? “Isn’t skill important?”
“Well… it’s a little different from America.”
A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
“Anyway, thank you for coming. “I feel very reassured because you two are by my side, right?”
“I’ve received some help so far, but this is it. But I can’t work beyond the contracted hours, so you understand that.”
Jeremy said calmly.
In fact, Choi Ki-seok’s suggested period of working in Korea was two years. Afterwards, Jeremy and Charles were scheduled to return to MHC.
“of course. And by then, I will have already raised someone as talented as you, right?”
“Is that possible in two years?”
“There’s nothing you can’t do.”
Choi Ki-seok took a sip of coffee and continued his conversation with the two people.
I heard about the incidents and business plans related to Mayjo and MHC through email, but hearing them directly from my colleagues gave me a different feeling.
“wait for a sec.”
Choi Ki-seok looked at the unfamiliar number that appeared on his phone and tilted his head.
“yes. “This is Choi Ki-seok.”
[Hello, Manager. This is the NBC Super Little Television production team. Can you talk to me right now?]
“Shoo Super Little Television?”
Choi Ki-seok’s voice trembled.
Super Little Television is a recently popular TV program that features contestants broadcasting under the concept of personal broadcasting.
“I think you dialed the wrong number.”
[I understand that hospital director Jo Ji-hwan asked me to appear on TV. Didn’t you receive a call?]
“Ah….”
Jo Ji-hwan’s three names hit his head like a hammer.
I thought you’d appear on a program like Luncheon, but I guess you were invited to Super Little Television.
Choi Ki-seok suddenly had a headache.
