Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 200



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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 200

Do-woon Jong said, noticing that.

“I heard from Dr. Whitebear a few days ago. He said you were preparing for Andrew’s surgery.”

“Beckham was Chris’s direct junior.”

“You are my juniors too. I was also the neurosurgical assistant for Andrew’s first surgery.”

“Yes, it was.”

Daeho nodded slightly, recalling the memory.

Do-un Jong-i then spoke.

“Honestly, it would be difficult for me to perform the surgery with my skills. Even if I were to perform it, it would be a case that would require orthopedic surgical skills.”

“So that’s why you contacted me?”

“If you do the surgery, it won’t be a problem for me to be your assistant.”

Do-Woon Jong raised his head and spoke confidently.

Even though it was a condescending remark, I didn’t feel the slightest bit of shame.

However, Daeho did not make a decision easily.

I wasn’t emotional enough to accept the offer, just swept up in the atmosphere.

He took a cool-headed look at himself and spoke.

“I can’t say for sure.”

“I see.”

“Moving to Chunghyo… is a bit much, sigh.”

The tiger who was speaking suddenly let out a long sigh.

It seemed obvious that Do-Woon Jong knew the reason.

“Yes. Hospitalization fees, surgery fees, etc. It all adds up to the hospital bill. And you never know when you’ll have the surgery or who’ll do it.”

“Let me think about it first. It’s not like I don’t have time.”

“I agree with that. It’s not a situation where we can blindly force a patient to make a choice.”

Do-un Jong didn’t just complain, he took a moment to relax.

That’s how silence first came to the examination room.

The silence felt really uncomfortable.

Then, Do-Woon Jong stood up from his seat, took off his gown, and said.

“Let’s go out first. You’re leaving for work soon. You should eat something before you go.”

“I guess I’ll have to eat it. I don’t know what will go down well though.”

“There’s a restaurant nearby that serves good, easy-to-digest white rice. Let’s go.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Yeah.

Daeho immediately got up from the examination chair.

The way out of the clinic wasn’t as easy as I thought.

* * *

Daeho and Dowoonjong left the examination room and headed toward the hospital entrance.

Thud thud.

“……”

We just walked quickly without any conversation.

It was about the time I reached the entrance.

Daeho suddenly asked Dowoonjong.

“So, everyone I sent was discharged?”

“Most of them have been discharged.”

“Most of them? Who’s still left?”

When Daeho asked with a puzzled look, Dowoonjong calmly told him the patient’s name.

“Patient Lee Young-rae.”

“Huh? Why are you still here?”

“I’m planning on being discharged soon.”

“It’s been quite some time.”

Daeho glanced at Dowoonjong with narrowed eyes.

It was a look that seemed to doubt his ability.

The moment he sensed that gaze, Do-Woon Jong became angry.

“What is this ungodly look?”

“It’s been at least two months since I had emergency surgery, and I still haven’t recovered. Isn’t that a problem?”

“You’re hilarious, Tasha. Aren’t you going to rehab?”

Even though Do-un-jong said something, Dae-ho still nodded.

“The brain aneurysm didn’t burst. I put up a strong wall with a stent.”

“That’s right. But is that the only problem? The surrounding blood vessels aren’t damaged?”

“Oh, I see.”

“We worked hard to dissolve it with thrombolitic drugs, and we also put a lot of effort into rehabilitation to help it regain its senses!”

Do-Woon Jong frowned and explained each of them one by one.

At that moment, Daeho was at a loss for words.

“Ahem. Well, I wonder if my senior was being too careful.”

“But why are you asking like this?”

“Oh, no, that won’t work. It won’t work.”

Do-Woon Jong looked at him in bewilderment as Dae-Ho suddenly changed his stance to negative.

“What else?”

“I have to go see him in person and check on his condition. I can’t seem to find the director here at ease.”

“Do as you wish.”

“Then please guide me yourself.”

chuck.

Daeho asked confidently with a leisurely gesture.

Do-Woon Jong shook his head and grumbled openly.

“I think I made a mistake on the number.”

“I can hear everything.”

“I told you to listen. Tasha. Just follow me.”

Thud thud.

Do-Woon Jong grumbled loudly and moved first.

“Ahem. Let’s go.”

Daeho followed leisurely.

Do-Woon Jong guided Dae-Ho up two floors.

There were several rooms on either side of the hospital wards, each with a concentration of patients.

Daeho asked with a somewhat curious look in his eyes.

“Is this the hospital ward floor?”

“There are hospital rooms, manual therapy rooms, physical therapy rooms, etc.”

“Oh, so the operating room is one floor below? It looks like you’ve also moved the procedure room and examination room there?”

As Daeho continued to ask questions, Dowoonjong tilted his head.

“Why are your questions so detailed? Are you planning to open a hospital in Korea?”

“It’s my first time at a general hospital in Korea.”

“Even if you want to open a practice, you have to be careful. Without a KMLE (Korean Medical License), it’s hard to open a practice, let alone see the patients’ faces… Huh?”

Do-Woon Jong intuitively sensed that there was something wrong with what he had said.

Korea and the United States do not have diplomatic relations in the medical field.

In other words, it was impossible to practice medicine in Korea with an American medical license.

It was mandatory to obtain a Korean medical license.

It was a fact that Taeho also knew.

Suddenly he started shouting loudly.

“That’s right. But my senior called me as a helper. I’m just doing surgery, you know!”

“Oh my. I’m going crazy. I called you, but I can’t even use you.”

“Please do the conversion alone in the director’s office, and I will ask you to provide guidance first.”

“Wait a minute. How did you end up in the emergency room at Chunghyo?”

Do-Woon Jong paused for a moment, frowning, and asked.

The tiger was still smiling.

“I heard you were given emergency treatment authority.”

“Should we just call it an emergency and send the patient to Chunghyo?”

Do-Woon Jong even imagined a scheme to force the situation.

Daeho was a little curious about such a helper.

“But, senior. Why are you so passionate about that patient, no, Mr. Jeong Gyu-jin?”

“Because you’re a doctor. That’s why you came running too.”

In his simple answer, Do-Woon Jong’s sense of mission as a doctor was revealed.

In fact, this is something that Daeho also knows.

Still, there was a reason for asking.

It was because of concerns that my professional mindset might change due to various realistic circumstances.

And one more thing.

This was a guess.

‘I have a feeling there’s a story behind this.’

Daeho thought it was just a guess, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that it was strange.

This hospital was strictly a primary hospital.

Although it was quite large in scale, it ultimately meant that it was a position for a local hospital.

However, even the higher-level hospitals were unable to house reluctant patients.

Just being a doctor wasn’t enough.

That was when.

Soon, Do-Woon Jong stopped in front of a corner of the hospital room and pointed.

chuck.

“It’s here.”

The patient’s name was written on the hospital room doorplate.

-Lee Young-rae (Female, XX years old)

I couldn’t find any other names.

In other words, it was a single room.

Daeho knew the family history of Lee Young-rae and Kim Ji-hyun. That’s why he had also received a promise from Do-woon Jong before transferring them.

For that reason, he asked with narrowed eyes.

“Is the hospitalization fee also based on a single room?”

“It’s based on a multi-person room. What the heck. Thinking about it makes me mad. Do I just give everything away and then dig up the ground to run a hospital?”

“Senior. If you give, it will all come back to you someday.”

Daeho then spoke in a noble voice.

On the other hand, Do-Woon Jong was dumbfounded.

“So I was trying to get it back, but you kept tackling me.”

“I want to help, too. I really, really, really want to help, but what can I do about the law?”

“Don’t nag at me, and just go in quietly when I say nice things to you.”

Swish, swish.

When Do-woon Jong gestured with a frown, Dae-ho tilted his head.

“Aren’t you going in together?”

“In the back room… I have nothing to do, I’m just going to see your face. Bye.”

Do-Woon Jong turned around and spoke blandly.

Daeho also turned his head slightly.

As expected, it was a single room.

-Jung Gyu-jin (Male, XX years old)

The names of patients with spinal tumors were on the list.

Druk.

“Mr. Jeong Gyu-jin, are you there? I thought of you on my way to eat, so I stopped by for a moment.”

Do-Woon Jong opened the door and went in, muttering to himself.

It felt so clear how he usually treated his patients.

“You’ve become a Korean doctor.”

It was very much a Korean style.

It was different from when I worked at Johns Hopkins.

Daeho accepted the change in Dowoonjong so naturally.

‘Well, what’s different about me?’

Swish.

Daeho turned around again and looked at Lee Young-rae’s hospital room.

In the United States, I have never seen a patient come to me personally like this.

Just by standing in front of the sickroom like this, Daeho was clearly aware of the change in himself.

That thought only lasted for a moment.

Daeho straightened his expression and clothes and knocked.

dripping.

“excuse me.”

-Come in.

When he heard a response from inside, Daeho slowly opened the door and went inside.

* * *

The interior of the hospital room was similar to a small one-room apartment.

‘It’s like this.’

Daeho took a quick look around the single room.

Then, naturally, his eyes met with Lee Young-rae’s, who was lying in the hospital bed.

“Hello, how are you?”

At the same time, Daeho smiled and greeted me.

Lee Young-rae’s eyes opened wide and he quickly got up.

“Sir?”

“It’s not good to get excited like this all of a sudden.”

“Mr. Richard!”

Lee Young-rae came over to me, naked, and got out of bed.

Both eyes were filled with tearful tears.

Hot.

Surprise and joy coexisted on Lee Young-rae’s face as he held her hand.

“How, how did you come here?”

“I came here to discuss something with my senior, and then I heard that you were about to be discharged.”

“Welcome. I was planning to visit you after I was discharged from the hospital, but you came here. Thank you.”

Lee Young-rae greeted them again and again, waving both hands.

Instead, Daeho looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

“I’m sorry. I came suddenly so I’m empty-handed.”

“Why are you saying that? What are you buying? Why are you buying it?”

“If I had known you would welcome me like this, I would have come earlier.”

Lee Young-rae’s passion also seemed to gradually subside as Dae-ho responded softly.

“Haaah. I heard everything from Jihyun. Thank you so much.”

“Greetings are nice, but can you show me your face in more detail?”

“Huh? What.”

“wait a minute.”

Daeho looked at Lee Young-rae, asking for understanding.

It may seem awkward to make eye contact, but the reason for doing so was obviously to show interest.

‘Response (pupillary response) is okay, attention (attention) is good, facial bilateral symmetry (left-right symmetry) is not bad either……’

Daeho, who carefully examined each item, soon smiled.

“You’ve gotten so much better?”

“Yes. The director here looked at it very carefully and explained it to me.”

“Of course you should. If you hadn’t taken care of me properly, I wouldn’t have stayed still.”

“Haha. That’s what they say. Mr. Richard is my junior, so he’s very careful.”

Lee Young-rae said with a relaxed smile.

That also showed that he was close to Do-Woon Jong.