Doctor Player Chapter 1
I am dirty filth.
A disgusting illegitimate child born to someone nobler than anyone else.
People always looked at me with contempt and pointed their fingers at me with contempt.
A despicable, disgusting filth.
that was me
But even I had one talent, and that was healing power.
Heal!
The power of blessing bestowed by heaven on human suffering from disease.
Healers (healers) who knew how to use heels were highly treated and enjoyed wealth and fame regardless of their status.
To survive as a dirty bastard.
I tried desperately to be recognized as a proud being. But even as a therapist, I was pathetic.
F grade or less.
That was my healing power.
I tried desperately, but I couldn’t get over the wall of talent.
After five years of being an apprentice, he was now doing chores for other therapists.
unbearable bastard.
dirty bastard
pathetic guy
Those were the words that referred to me.
But one day
A miracle happened to me.
[Awakened as a player!]
[Occupation: Surgeon]
A medical practitioner of a place called Earth.
That miraculous ability dwelled in my body, which was an F-grade failure healer.
* * *
[Awakened as a player.]
Raymond thought the message was just a dream.
Isn’t it obvious? A surgeon, not a healer?
‘except…and doctor? What is it?’
Raymond let out a chuckle.
It was a word I had never even heard in my life.
‘If you’re going to dream, dream about making money. I had a strange dream.’
But that night.
He had another wonderful dream.
* * *
It was a sight I had never seen before.
It was a gray, inorganic space.
‘patient?’
A patient was lying on a high bed in the middle, bleeding profusely.
“What about vitals?”
“The bleeding is too much!”
“Transfuse blood there faster! No, squeeze it with your hands!」
In that dream, Raymond was a ‘therapist’ wearing a blue scrubs… …No, I became a ‘doctor’ and surprisingly I understood the meaning of the terms people use.
Vital. blood transfusion. Levofed.
Even though these were terms I had never heard of before.
“Doubling the dose of Levophed!”
“Yes, sir!”
That was the moment.
Suddenly, the iron door of the inorganic matter room slid open, and a new person appeared.
He was a small man in a surgical suit, but his eyes as he looked at the patient showed a will of steel.
“Kelly.”
At the man’s words, Raymond in the dream handed over an iron tool and said,
“Yes Professor! Here it is!」
The man with a steely look moved the iron tool.
Clap!
The mouth of the artery, which had been pouring out blood, was tightly ligated, and the patient survived from the brink of death with the help of a miraculous hand movement.
* * *
“…!”
Raymond wakes up from his dream, startled.
‘what? Is it a dream?’
It was a dream too vivid to be true.
Even vital signs transfusion Kelly and so on.
The concept of the first term I had heard in my dream was still vivid in my head.
And that wasn’t all.
‘The contents of the dream. It was a splenectomy to operate on a patient with a ruptured spleen.’
surgery. Splenectomy.
Recalling those terms, Raymond made a puzzled face.
‘It’s not some kind of pseudo.’
All the treatment on the Ray Pentaina continent, where Raymond lived, was heal.
Surgery to treat a patient by opening the stomach?
I’ve never heard of such a treatment.
But Raymond could feel it viscerally.
The treatment I saw in my dream is absolutely not a pseudo.
Rather, it is a much better and more reliable treatment than the existing heel.
‘what…What the hell happened to me?’
That was the moment he was confused.
Something even more unbelievable happened.
Messages popped up before my eyes.
[Congratulations on awakening as a player!]
[The player’s job is ‘surgeon’ (job rating: SSS)!]
[Check the status window!]
‘Status window?’
As I muttered to myself, the following messages came to my mind.
[Player Status]
Name: Raymond
Class: Surgeon (SSS)
Job Rating: Beginner Resident
Level: 1
EXP: 0/50
Skill Points: 0
Title: Dirty Bastard
Assistant Occupation: Not Activated
[Stats]
Stamina: 3
Sense: 2
Intellect: 17
?? : 1
Extra Stat Points : 0
[Academic Skill]
Surgery (D) General Medicine (C) Basic Medicine (C) Herbology (S) Endemic Medicine (A)
[Element Skill]
Steel Heart (D)
[Sub Skill]
None
[ The player’s level is low, so there are many limitations in using the ‘surgeon’ ability!]
[Treat patients to gain experience!]
[As the level goes up, you will be able to achieve infinite growth in the future!]
“….”
Raymond blinked at the messages.
I don’t know what happened, but one thing was certain.
That an unbelievable miracle had happened to him.
* * *
Belland Therapist.
It was one of the most prestigious treatment centers in the kingdom’s capital as a treatment center that Raymond was learning as an apprentice.
However, the eyes of the people at the treatment center toward Raymond were not favorable at all.
“That pathetic bastard still won’t go out. What is he doing here?”
“That’s right. How long do you plan to stay at the treatment center without knowing the topic?”
He was born as a dirty illegitimate child and has the worst talent that is not even F grade.
He was a pathetic idiot who was despised by everyone.
At least it was thanks to his father’s halo that he was able to enter such a prestigious treatment center.
Of course, the halo effect didn’t last long.
“Shh. Be careful. What are you going to do when gossiping gets into ‘him’ ears?”
“What if you go in? I’m an illegitimate child anyway. He is also a child born. You won’t even care?”
“Ugh, the dirty gutter smell. I wish I could go somewhere and die.”
As if to listen openly, the evil words that went beyond the limit were heard.
Normally, Raymond would have shrunk after hearing that curse word, but not today.
It’s because your mind is occupied with other things.
‘Surgery?’
[Surgery]
Classification: Academic Skill
Proficiency: D
-It means medicine that focuses on surgical treatment when treating patients.
– You can treat patients through surgery.
– Due to the low academic level, there are limitations in high-level surgery.
Countless ‘surgical knowledge’ came to Raymond’s head.
Appendectomy, bedsore treatment, burn disinfection, fluid treatment, etc.
It was to the point where I couldn’t get my head around the knowledge that was swirling in my head.
It was said that there were limitations due to the low level, but the level of knowledge that came to mind was astonishing.
‘If you raise the level, you can have more outstanding abilities? Do I have to treat a patient to do that?’
[Experience: 0/50]
[Skill Points: 0]
Kindly came up with an explanation.
[You gain experience each time you heal a patient. Currently, the required experience for leveling up is 50!]
Seeing that explanation, my heart skipped a beat.
‘I might be able to become an excellent healer too.’
I’ve lived my whole life being treated as nothing but disgusting filth.
So, how much effort did you put in to become a person who is recognized with dignity by others rather than a ‘dirty’ and ‘pathetic’ Raymond?
Now that possibility is open.
‘I can do it too. I will definitely become an excellent healer and obtain fame and fortune!’
But the moment of happy thought was short-lived.
Suddenly, a voice filled with annoyance was heard.
“Hey Lemon. Head therapist Lance is calling.”
“yes?”
“Ah, I can’t paint and I’m slow. I was born short and now I’m deaf! Hurry and go!”
Raymond hurriedly headed to Lance’s head therapist’s room.
“Welcome, senior.”
A young-looking therapist greeted him.
He came in as a year younger than Raymond, but with his overwhelming talent, he grew up to be a B-class senior therapist and became the chief therapist at Beland Treatment Center.
“Meet the chief therapist.”
Raymond bowed in greeting.
between 45 and 90 degrees. as politely as possible.
Because Lens was the therapist who treated Raymond the most viciously, and when he was bored, he would catch all sorts of faults and torment him to the point of tearing his soul out.
“I called because I have something to tell you, senior.”
Raymond was not fooled by the word ‘senior’. The word ‘senpai’ was just an expression of contempt.
“It’s already been five years since you became an apprentice, right?”
Anxiety welled up in Raymond’s chest.
“Yes, it is.”
“Others are doing a five-year course that usually takes two years.”
“…yes.”
Lance sighed.
“Today, I spoke with the formal therapists. It seems that it will be difficult for our Belland treatment center to take care of our seniors anymore.”
“…What do you mean?”
“This is a story asking me to quit my apprenticeship and leave the treatment center.”
“…!”
“Because it seems forever impossible to become a healer with your pathetic talent.”
Lens said coldly in a voice full of ridicule.
“As of today, I will disqualify you as an apprentice. Seniors are not qualified to be therapists, so please pack your bags and leave the clinic.”
