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Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 203

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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 203

Back to the director’s office.

Eating wasn’t important right now.

Daeho placed both arms on the examination table and folded his arms heavily. Then, he scolded Do-Woon Jong, who was sitting across from him, with a serious attitude.

First memory.

“Senior Do, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Richard. Before that……”

“Rannie, what are you talking about? If you had just told me, that situation wouldn’t have happened.”

Daeho asked with a somewhat agitated expression on his face.

However, Do-Woon Jong looked at Dae-ho with a look of bewilderment on his face.

It was because Daeho was sitting on the director’s chair.

“Isn’t that my seat?”

“Does that matter now?”

“I’m the real owner of this room, so what if I take it away?”

Do-Woon Jong sat on the examination chair and complained.

But the tiger didn’t seem to have any intention of moving.

“So, does that mean that it was a good thing for the director to empathize with the patient’s situation and show a PTSD reaction?”

“No, that was reckless of me.”

Do-Woon Jong turned his gaze with a bitter face.

But then a deep smile appeared on Daeho’s face.

The voice also became refreshing.

“I wasn’t bad.”

“what?”

“Jung Gyu-jin’s case, wasn’t this a homework that seniors had to experience at least once?”

“You mean my PTSD? Is that so?”

Do-Woon Jong asked vaguely.

Daeho said with a little more force in his soft voice.

“It’s time for seniors to let go now.”

“But still, he is a patient who came to me asking for treatment for his illness……”

“Do doctors only cure people? Sometimes, they can reflect on themselves through their patients.”

Daeho expressed his opinion clearly.

Those words implied that nothing is one-way.

That was a truly mature remark.

‘It wasn’t bad.’

Daeho was satisfied with his own words.

On the other hand, Do-Woon Jong glanced at the tiger and spoke quietly.

“But what does that have to do with you stealing my seat?”

“Isn’t this clearly a situation I’m consulting on?”

“Are you going to keep talking there?”

Crackle.

A tendon appeared on Do-un-jong’s forehead.

Only then did Daeho get up from his seat with an embarrassed look on his face.

“You’re going too far with just stealing one seat.”

“Change it quickly.”

Swish, swish.

The two quickly moved away and returned to their original places.

Daeho sat back down on the examination chair and continued the conversation.

“Anyway, I would like to recommend that a senior do Mr. Jeong Gyu-jin’s surgery.”

“You saw the PACS and you heard that?”

“If it was you alone, I would have naturally opposed it.”

“Then who is there?”

When Do-woon Jong asked, Dae-ho pointed to himself.

“Me.”

“Weren’t you only allowed to perform emergency treatment in Chunghyo?”

“Yes.”

“But you’re a surgeon. Talk about something reasonable.”

Do-un Jong scolded him loudly.

Still, Daeho’s smile did not waver.

“You can do it.”

“You’re not going to perform surgery without a license, are you? You can’t do that!”

“Senior, do I look like the type of person who would commit a crime? Especially in the medical field?”

“Absolutely not. But still……”

Do-Woon Jong was conflicted and couldn’t give a clear answer.

Daeho didn’t want to argue any further.

So I dug out a photo that was stored deep in my phone’s photo album.

It was a Korean medical license.

“Here it is.”

“What…. Huh? But the name is….”

“Hello. This is Choi Dae-ho.”

Daeho smiled brightly as he revealed his real name for the first time.

Do-Woon Jong, who had been at a loss, suddenly shouted in surprise.

“Wow, you have dual citizenship?”

“No. I’m Korean. I’ve never changed my nationality.”

“So, Choi Max-ho, even if that’s true, when did you get this KMLE?”

“That’s not important right now.”

Daeho tried to ignore it, but Dowoonjong couldn’t.

“That doesn’t matter, Inma. I struggled so much to get my citizenship back. Haaah.”

“Anyway, please keep this a secret.”

“Why am I keeping this news a secret? I’m calling Johns Hopkins right now and telling the world…”

“Mr. Jeong Gyu-jin, should we not have surgery?”

When Daeho asked casually, Dowoonjong’s face suddenly distorted.

“You little brat, since when did you learn to threaten others by putting patients first?”

“Just now.”

“what?”

“You were the one who first used my identity as bait to pressure me. I can’t just take it.”

When Daeho spoke clearly, Dowoonjong stopped.

“But, still… is this right?”

“Whether it’s right or wrong, that’s not the issue. Think about it calmly.”

“Hmm. You just revealed this, right?”

“That is of course correct.”

Daeho answered with a firm expression.

For a moment, Do-Woon Jong’s face brightened, then crumpled again.

“I will accept the surgery… No, I said it was a difficult case to operate on.”

“I honestly can’t guarantee it if I’m alone.”

“If I were alone, Irani?”

“It’s not impossible if you do the surgery together with your senior.”

Flash!

Strength entered the tiger’s eyes.

After hearing those words, Do-Woon Jong’s eyes also became strong.

“A collaboration between the number one resident at Johns Hopkins and the ace resident in neurosurgery?”

“Ace, that was.”

“You little punk, you’re nitpicking when I’m trying to be touched.”

Do-woon Jong glared, but Dae-ho smiled even more.

“Then I understand that, and I will get up now.”

Suddenly.

As Daeho got up, Dounjong urgently reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

“Hey hey hey, where are you going all of a sudden!”

“It’s loyalty and filial piety.”

“You said you were having surgery. Why all of a sudden!”

“Are you having surgery right away? And I’m also leaving work, so I need permission.”

When Daeho spoke indifferently, Dowoonjong felt ashamed.

“That’s true. But will they allow it?”

“If I were to have surgery here, they probably wouldn’t do it.”

“What are you talking about? Then what are we going to do?”

“Just say you’re coming back from a trip to America.”

Although Daeho calmly suggested a solution, Dowoonjong blinked.

“Is that okay?”

“If you want me to send a letter to Johns Hopkins, that’s no problem.”

“But what if they find out?”

“I’m not even a doctor dedicated to Chunghyo, so what does it matter?”

Daeho answered without changing his expression.

Rather, Do-Woon Jong’s head tilted involuntarily.

“Is that okay?”

“I will organize it neatly and sensibly so that there are no problems.”

“If that’s what you’re saying, then I can perform the surgery on Mr. Jeong Gyu-jin.”

“Then I will go.”

Daeho immediately turned around and headed out of the hospital.

‘Where there’s a will, there’s a way.’

Daeho’s thoughts were simple.

Where there are emergency patients.

That was where he belonged.

What about a more fundamental desire?

I hoped that the withered life of a patient named Jeong Gyu-jin would bloom again.

I also hope that Do-Woon Jong can overcome his PTSD.

finally.

I wanted to lay the groundwork for Andrew’s surgery with this surgery.

It was going to be a surgery filled with a lot of ambition.

So it had to be successful.

‘I’m going to go and see.’

Although considerable difficulties were expected, the tiger never flinched.

* * *

Daeho left Dowoonjong’s hospital right away.

Daeho, sitting in his supercar parked in the underground parking lot, was talking on the phone with Irene.

“…..Tell them to send a document like that.”

“It must be dawn there now?”

“I said it’s an emergency.”

“Okay. I’ll take care of it first and then I’ll receive the official document and finish it later.”

Irene’s voice was full of excitement.

Daeho smiled mischievously and spoke in a low voice.

“This is no joke.”

“I have no intention of messing around with patients either.”

“There’s a lot of mystery in that voice.”

“Oops. Got caught. I’ll put this aside as a separate allowance. It’s an emergency, so double it, okay?”

Stop.

Irene made her share clear and hung up the phone.

Daeho stopped as he threw his cell phone onto the passenger seat.

“You little brat. You’re worse than me. But how much is the surgery fee?”

Daeho was puzzled by the cost of the house that was not clearly mentioned.

But that was just a joke.

I have already been indebted to Do-Woon Jong several times.

Daeho shouted, shaking off his worries in an instant.

“That’s it!”

To summarize, Daeho started the supercar.

Bararang.

Daeho’s driving was brisk as he immediately left the parking lot.

* * *

After a while.

The office of Vice President Seunghoon Han of Chunghyo University Hospital.

Vice President Han Seung-hoon fluttered a piece of paper and looked bewildered.

“Richard, what kind of business trip are you on all of a sudden? How can you do something like this without prior notice?”

“I feel sorry too.”

“It’s a shame and all, but isn’t this a bit difficult?”

“I understand that the business trip part is specified in the contract.”

When Daeho spoke somewhat stiffly, Vice President Han Seung-hoon also had nothing more to say.

“Ugh. A week?”

“I know that.”

“Whew, if I have to go, I have to go.”

“You seem to be very sorry. Why are you doing that?”

Daeho asked, tilting his head.

A while ago, I suddenly had a schedule and went to the US for two weeks.

At that time, I sent it away without saying anything.

I was very curious as to why it was different this time.

Vice President Han Seung-hoon said with a somewhat bitter expression.

“I’m monitoring the changes in the emergency room from above.”

“That’s good news.”

“If you leave in that situation, it could be a complete disaster.”

Vice President Han Seung-hoon emphasized the importance of Daeho.

But Daeho shook his head instead.

“If the emergency room relies on just one person, it will eventually go back to where it was.”

“That cannot be denied.”

“Rather, wouldn’t it be better for unity if I took a break during this time?”

Daeho expressed his opinion quite seriously.

Vice President Han Seung-hoon also frowned as if that made sense.

“That’s right, okay. Have a good trip.”

Sasak.

Vice President Han Seung-hoon signed the temporary cooperation letter sent by Irene.

Now, Daeho’s business trip has been officially approved.

Daeho smiled brightly at Vice President Han Seung-hoon.

“Have a nice business trip.”

* * *

News of Daeho’s emergency business trip spread throughout the hospital in an instant.

In particular, Manager Lee Geon-taek’s face was very stiff.

“A business trip like this all of a sudden?”

“I’ve been there before.”

“Is it the same now as it was then?”

“I am the same person.”

Daeho’s answer was concise.

The more this happened, the more Manager Lee Geon-taek’s earlobes twitched.

“I’m not in the mood for wordplay right now.”

“Is that because you are watching from above?”

“no.”

Manager Lee Geon-taek shook his head and denied it.

Daeho, whose guess was wrong, asked with a more curious expression.

“Then why are you doing that?”

“Because now it’s starting to come together little by little.”

“hmm.”

“The experience of overcoming the Code Orange situation together was great. There is a movement to respect each other’s roles rather than distinguish between them.”

When Manager Lee Geon-taek explained it clearly, Dae-ho smiled brightly.

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