Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 197



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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 197

Daeho said with a frown, knowing why.

“The surgical team hasn’t been formed yet?”

-Me too, Beckham is waiting.

“My mind is already in the operating room.”

-So you’re saying that the surgery isn’t planned yet?

Dr. Michael said heavily.

In that part, Daeho calmly reminded us of reality.

“The problem is not the surgical plan. It’s that the surgeon lacks the capacity to lead the surgery.”

-Hmm. Dr. Richard. Don’t be so nervous.

“at all.”

-hmm?

The answer was so unexpected that Dr. Michael’s voice sounded bewildered.

Daeho spoke with a still calm face.

“I think it would be best to have the surgery no later than this year, as you suggested.”

-yes.

“Keep monitoring with Dr. Beckham, especially the misaligned spine.”

-I’m doing that. But Dr. Richard…

The end of Doctor Michael’s voice shook slightly.

Daeho opened his mouth first, guessing why there was such a reaction.

“You said you spoke to Dr. Andrew yesterday.”

-Yeah, I heard that.

“We decided not to be impatient with each other. We only get one chance anyway. We have to prepare thoroughly to make the most of it.”

Daeho stated his decision in a clear voice.

Only after hearing those words did the anxiety in Dr. Michael’s voice disappear.

-Phew. That’s what it was.

“What are you talking about? Are you afraid I’ll tell you to give up?”

-You’re definitely not the kind of doctor who would do that. I was worried that you’d push ahead without a plan.

“It’s not that reckless. Anyway, let’s talk in more detail next time you go to the US.”

Stop.

Daeho said goodbye and hung up the phone.

And I looked at the laptop a little more closely.

“Hmm.”

Andrew’s bones, muscles, and nerves are becoming increasingly rigid.

The signs and progress were not yet particularly noticeable.

Two years have already passed.

What’s probably helped me endure until now is the influence of the exercise I usually do.

But the human body doesn’t know what tomorrow will bring.

If it had completely hardened, it would not have been possible to even attempt surgery.

“So it’s best to have the surgery within this year.”

Click, click.

Daeho’s PACS analysis was not easily completed.

After a while.

Daeho, feeling his eyes sting, looked away from the monitor.

At that moment, Daeho felt darkness.

“Hey, when did the sun set?”

Swish, swish.

When I looked out the window, the world had suddenly become dark.

It seems that I was so absorbed in it without even knowing it.

Gulp.

I’m so hungry.

Daeho checked the time and his expression changed to a slightly shocked one.

“Oh. There are 24 hours left until work.”

Time has passed so quickly.

Although I had a valuable time of enlightenment, there were still some parts that I regret.

It’s a chance to have a strong drink.

I never knew when the off-day without a call would come again.

Daeho, who was chewing on his regret, suddenly thought of someone.

“Oh, our senior was there.”

He pretended to have a mischievous expression on his face.

The person Daeho mentioned was none other than Professor Choi Jeong-gu of neurosurgery.

When it comes to alcohol, free alcohol is the best.

You can also get advice about Andrew’s surgery there.

Since it was just past closing time, I called Professor Choi Jeong-gu without hesitation.

“Professor, this is Richard.”

“Professor. It seems like we’re still far apart.”

“You haven’t bought me food or drinks yet, so I feel distant.”

“Then I should buy you food and drinks too.”

As Professor Choi Jeong-gu answered coolly, Dae-ho’s title changed immediately.

“Senior. Should I go pick you up?”

“Puhahaha. No. I’ll send you the location right away. Come over there.”

“Okay, senior. I’ll run over there right away.”

The tiger’s answer was louder and more powerful than ever.

* * *

A Korean restaurant in Insa-dong.

It was a wonderful restaurant with a design that preserved the beauty of tradition.

Daeho opened the sliding door.

Druk.

Inside, Professor Choi Jeong-gu sat at the table and raised his hand to greet us.

As Professor Choi Jeong-gu answered coolly, Dae-ho’s title changed immediately.

“Senior. Should I go pick you up?”

“Puhahaha. No. I’ll send you the location right away. Come over there.”

“Okay, senior. I’ll run over there right away.”

The tiger’s answer was louder and more powerful than ever.

* * *

A Korean restaurant in Insa-dong.

It was a wonderful restaurant with a design that preserved the beauty of tradition.

Daeho opened the sliding door.

Druk.

Inside, Professor Choi Jeong-gu sat at the table and raised his hand to greet us.

“This way.”

But he wasn’t alone.

Professor Lee Seong-Hyeon of Neurosurgery was also present.

“Oh, professor.”

“Am I an intruder?”

“No way. Hello, professors.”

Bow.

Daeho bowed his head and greeted them first.

Professor Choi Jeong-gu and Professor Lee Seong-hyeon looked on with satisfied smiles.

“It looks really neat when you look at it from the outside.”

“That’s what I mean. There’s no such thing as ssamdak in the hospital.”

Professor Lee Seong-hyeon immediately joined in the teasing.

Daeho’s throat got choked up by the unique expression.

“Coolook. It’s fried chicken.”

“Please come and sit down. I invited you because I thought this restaurant would be different. What do you think?”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu asked for my thoughts with a slight gesture.

Daeho answered with a cold face.

“It just looks like a restaurant.”

“Have you ever been to a place like this?”

“sure.”

“It’s surprising that there’s a restaurant like this in Washington.”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu looked slightly disappointed, wondering if he had chosen the restaurant after careful consideration.

Daeho spoke with a still sullen face.

“Not in Washington. Only in Korea.”

“Is that because you say I’m a chicken?”

“No. I don’t pick fights with just anyone.”

“Heh. If you’re going to say no, then control your expression first.”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu pointed out with a light smile.

There was no sign of bewilderment or surprise at all.

Rather, Daeho hesitated at the unusual reaction.

“Huh? Oh, yes.”

“I guess this is the first time I’ve seen a reaction like this. I guess it’s because I’ve built up my internal energy.”

“I would never bother the professor.”

“Senior.”

As soon as Professor Choi Jeong-gu corrected it, Dae-ho also changed his words.

“Yes, senior.”

“Okay. Then let’s eat first. Order anything.”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu smiled broadly and gestured at the menu.

Professor Lee Seong-hyeon shook his head.

“Both of them are unusual.”

After a while.

A large stew pot was placed on the table.

Bubble bubble.

It was a boiled pork stew with a milky broth bubbling away.

Surprisingly, Professor Choi Jeong-gu picked up the ladle and helped me.

“Okay, here. Let’s take care of ourselves properly.”

“I was going to tell you.”

“Next time I’ll get some too. It’s my first time so I’m giving it to you like this.”

“Thank you. I will enjoy the meal.”

Daeho greeted and received the plate.

And I took a sip of the soup with a spoon.

Hurup.

The rich flavor of the broth spreading in my mouth was a work of art.

“Wow. This soup is really amazing.”

“I’m glad it suits your taste.”

When Professor Choi Jeong-gu answered, Professor Lee Seong-hyeon added a word.

“Senior. If someone says that the stew at this restaurant is not tasty, then their taste is strange.”

“That’s right. If this doesn’t taste good, as the professor said, then it’s cheating.”

As Daeho quickly intervened, a smile spread across Professor Choi Jeong-gu’s face.

“If that’s what you’re saying, I should buy you some good alcohol. Here, please have some Bokbunja wine.”

“Ohhh!”

Not only Daeho, but also Professor Lee Seonghyeon’s eyes shone brightly.

An hour passed by in a flash.

The three of them naturally moved from the dining table to the drinking table.

The drinking party took place at an old restaurant near the building.

Professor Choi Jeong-gu looked around with a face full of memories and said.

“I got really into it here during my medical school days.”

“This is a place of memories.”

“Isn’t this professor in a place like this?”

“Yes. I will also introduce you to a restaurant that only I know of.”

When Professor Lee Seong-hyeon made his promise, Professor Choi Jeong-gu clinked his glasses and winked.

Bam.

“I will definitely keep that promise.”

“Is there any possibility?”

“How about Mr. Richard? Do you like this atmosphere?”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu naturally turned the fire to Dae-ho.

Daeho’s eyes were very bright.

“Bottom stick. Excellent!”

“What is that pronunciation?”

“This is really awesome. This old school. No, retro feel. Totally my style.”

“I didn’t know you would like it this much.”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu was rather embarrassed.

Daeho picked up the bottle of alcohol without paying any attention.

“This time, I will follow you.”

Slurp.

Daeho filled the professors’ glasses while speaking in a playful tone.

The professors looked at each other and tilted their heads, as if they were unfamiliar with such a thing.

“Are you Mr. Richard?”

“I also find it surprising.”

“They made such a fuss at the conference.”

“When you look at him from the outside, he looks like a completely different person.”

To them, Daeho smiled brightly and said:

“If you get to know me, I’m actually a simple young man.”

“If you’re going to do it, why not say something believable?”

“It’s true.”

Daeho answered with a sullen face.

But Professor Choi Jeong-gu shook his head.

“It’s so different from what it looks like at the hospital, I can’t tell. What’s the real thing?”

“Is there something real?”

“hmm?”

“Don’t people all change depending on their situation and environment?”

When Daeho asked, the professors looked at him with strange looks.

“Hmm. I see.”

“Isn’t it different when professors treat patients and when they treat doctors?”

“It can’t be the same.”

“Me too.”

Daeho said it as if it was so obvious.

At that time, Professor Lee Seong-hyeon asked in a subtle manner with an expression that showed he understood.

“So what do you look like now?”

“I am human Richard Choi.”

“It looks like it’s not covered by any frame.”

“I sometimes hear people say I’m kind of attractive.”

Wink.

Daeho said mischievously, winking slightly.

At that moment, Professor Choi Jeong-gu looked at the ball and asked Professor Lee Seong-hyeon.

“Professor, is there a gown in the car?”

“Shall I bring it right now? Shall I put it on Mr. Richard?”

“I think so. I think Dr. Richard would be better.”

“I think so too.”

The professors quickly united and teased Daeho.

The pranks of those professors were far beyond the ordinary.

After putting aside their titles as professors, I realized that they were just ordinary middle-aged men.

As the jokes continued, the glasses were filled and emptied repeatedly.

At the same time, the alcohol was starting to take effect little by little.

Daeho looked back and forth between Professor Choi Jeong-gu and Professor Lee Seong-hyeon.

‘If it’s these people.’

I muttered to myself.

In fact, Daeho didn’t call Professor Choi Jeong-gu just to have a drink.

Andrew’s surgery.

I wanted to ask for advice on that.

The level of skill didn’t matter.

I wanted to hear various opinions from different perspectives.

So I had high hopes for their careers so far.

Daeho soon figured out the timing to fill his glass and picked up the bottle.

“This time, I’ll pour you a drink.”

“As much as you want.”

Slurp.

Daeho immediately filled Professor Choi Jeong-gu’s glass and began to drink.

“Actually, I wanted to see you because I have something on my mind.”

“You, to me?”

“Professor Lee too.”

“Me too? What are you worried about?”

Professor Choi Jeong-gu and Professor Lee Seong-hyeon looked at it with a new look on their faces.