The Returning Doctor Wanted to Live Quietly - Chapter 329



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Episode 329. Giving orders (11)

“I think they pushed for the broadcast because they didn’t like the nurses filtering out orders?”

Questions about the day of absence.

O In-ji, who was having tea time with him, answered quickly.

“I think that’s what happened.”

“What a sense of justice… … Isn’t double checking the role of a nurse?”

“I guess he doesn’t like that. That’s why he started reviewing orders. Well, he’s still young. He’s still burning with a sense of justice.”

“Haha. Isn’t that a funny thing? You’re shaking up the system. What on earth are you doing?”

“Well, I heard that the surgical department is in chaos these days because even polyclinics are open for business. It’s a kind of gleaning.”

The absent-minded man’s grumpy face twitched as he put down his teacup.

Compulsory training system.

It has been implemented in some countries including Japan for a long time, but even Korea has adopted it.

Those who left for the medical practice market after getting their license have disappeared because of Lee Jin-hyeok.

And the entire surgery department was in chaos trying to find even one more person like that.

“Kids these days. They’ve become really weak. Do you think that’s okay?”

“But aren’t they still kids who don’t know anything? They could be fooled.”

“Kids have eyes and ears too. It’s stupid.”

“Hmm.”

“Just wait and see. Romanticism? That’s ridiculous. You can’t be unaware of reality.”

Tea time continued for a long time.

The conversation continued, mocking the practices of surgeons who allow patients to touch their organs during surgery.

It’s a useless thing anyway.

It’s like pouring water into a bottomless pit.

And that moment.

There was someone who had the same concerns as them.

It was Jeong Seong-wook, the chief of general surgery.

* * *

“Hey, Jinhyeok. What do you think about interns?”

A sudden call from Jeong Seong-wook.

Jinhyeok, who was making rounds in the endocrine surgery department, tapped Jang Hyukjun’s side when he was called in.

When Jang Hyuk-jun also made a face as if he didn’t know what it meant, the corners of Jeong Seong-uk’s mouth twitched.

“What is the definition of an intern?”

“An intern is an intern. Why all of a sudden?”

“I don’t take questions. Other than that. Why? There’s something we often say.”

“Interns are odd jobs? That’s… … .”

Jinhyeok stopped answering and looked straight at Jeong Seongwook.

He is known as a talented person.

I look into those eyes that seem full of playfulness.

It seemed like something was about to happen again.

So right now.

“Don’t do any odd jobs or anything.”

“What aren’t you doing?”

“That’s what you’re thinking about right now.”

“Hey, hey. If someone were to hear that, they’d think I’m always causing trouble. You’re the one who’s causing trouble. You.”

“My dream was to live quietly.”

“Pfft.”

A reaction you would only see in a cartoon.

Thanks to Jeong Seong-wook laughing so openly, Jin-hyeok’s face turned red.

okay.

Once an image has been established, there is nothing that can be done about it.

Jinhyuk Lee, the bundle of troublemakers.

That was the gaze of those around them.

As Jinhyeok shrugged his shoulders without saying anything, Jeong Seongwook patted his shoulder.

“Shall I tell you everything you’ve done recently?”

The explanation began without any time to respond.

Jinhyeok remained silent as he watched Jeong Seong-wook tell the story of how he had tried to collect polycles.

Then, Jinhyuk’s eyes widened when he heard an unexpected offer.

“Should we hold an information session for Polycle?”

“uh.”

“Do you really… … .”

“Hey, hey. They know too. Right now, what the f*ck. It’s too hard. It’ll change later. That’s why I said we have to stamp it.”

“That may be true, but… … .”

“What’s the problem?”

“It’s a bit much to even bring up annual salary… … . That’s a request.”

“still.”

“Hey. How much can a general hospital employee earn?”

“I’m not trying to take down our salaries. I’m trying to take down the professor’s salaries.”

“… … .”

“Why, the special promotion fee is so high.”

A surgical field where opening a practice is impossible anyway.

The point was to disclose the salaries and suppress them before those who talk about realism gain power.

The problem was that it wasn’t common.

“That’s only true for professors who are famous for their reputation. The special treatment fee itself is set to be expensive.”

“There is also money given by patients and their guardians.”

“that.”

“Ah. Well. It’s kind of a small note. But everyone takes care of it. Some people give it to us for dinner. Some professors even give it to us to help with expenses.”

“… … .”

“Well. Anyway. I’m not saying we should reveal everything. I’m just saying we should reveal the withholding tax receipt.”

Repeated persuasion.

Jinhyuk reluctantly nodded his head at the mention of the fierce bickering over the annual salary, which was like a black box anyway.

* * *

He said he would report to Choi Jae-won, who was no different from the head of the integrated surgery department.

He himself was asked to step forward as an instructor and explain.

How romantic the surgical field is.

So, I should have been motivated and worked hard, but I don’t feel motivated at all.

Because the act of revealing one’s salary itself seemed so ugly.

But unlike Jinhyeok, Jang Hyukjun was surprisingly sincere.

“First, let’s make a list centered on cancer centers.”

“Cancer center?”

“Yes. Cancer surgery is expensive. Special treatment fees are also expensive. Let’s list professors who perform a lot of surgeries.”

“Do you really have to go this far… … .”

“That’s it again. Get the list quickly. Reserve the auditorium. Arrange the schedule.”

“You’re so ambitious. What’s your plan? You were just looking into opening a business a while ago.”

“I’m not looking into opening a business. I’m just looking into the market conditions. And honestly, I’m curious. How much can I get if I become the owner?”

Such an honest answer.

Jinhyuk immediately clicked his tongue.

“Are you trying to figure out if there is a ROI?”

“Oh, okay! Stop talking nonsense and update the list.”

As Jang Hyuk-jun focused solely on his work, Jin-hyeok reluctantly picked up the mouse.

First, we selected professors working at cancer centers as the subjects of salary disclosure.

They split their week into outpatient clinics, surgeries, and cancer centers.

Since those who would receive a lot of special treatment expenses were already decided from the beginning, the selection itself was an easy task.

The problem is that persuasion is difficult.

He was already conservative and authoritarian, so I thought he wouldn’t be willing to lower his salary.

The list is thus completed.

Jinhyeok and Jang Hyukjun immediately divided the money equally and began persuading each other.

* * *

An interview that squeezed into my schedule.

Professor Baek, an expert in lung cancer surgery, immediately laughed.

“What, this is nothing. Let’s just talk about it.”

“Professor, but the salary is still Inbi… … .”

“What about Inbi? Jinhyeok-kun. No, Jinhyeok-ah.”

“Yes, professor.”

“I’m having a hard time too.”

“… … !”

“You guys are limited to 80 hours, whether it’s a special law or something. Me? I’ve already been working over 100 hours.”

“… … .”

“A son? I don’t even know what grade he is in. A daughter? I wonder if I had a daughter.”

A long and drawn-out rant.

It was the same for other professors.

“I don’t have time to print it out. I’ll tell the general affairs department and they’ll get it for me.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Well, what can I do? They said they wouldn’t come if I didn’t do this. I have to somehow get at least one more person to come.”

“All right.”

The recruitment ended in an instant, contrary to expectations.

Jinhyuk belatedly sighed as he left the cancer center.

By the time he became the head of the thoracic surgery department at Seosin University, all of the old professors would have clearly retired from their profession.

So, at least twenty years younger than him.

The minds of the professors, some of whom were thirty years old or older, were truly like those of the sea.

Everyone is worried about the essential subjects that are going to fail.

So he himself also had to prepare hard.

Something romantic.

No, let’s finish it.

* * *

The briefing session started shortly thereafter.

All the trainees gathered in one place at the order of Oh Ji-ho, who heard the news late.

Well, it’s not like there was no opposition from the internal medicine department.

If you don’t like it, I told you to go to internal medicine too.

There was no reason to oppose it.

So the auditorium was very noisy.

“I need to prepare a patient review right now… … .”

“Why? What kind of patient is it?”

“I don’t know. I just gave you the name. Tell me why the order went out like that.”

“Hey, hey. That’s just a patient review. I have a topic to present.”

“Topic presentation?”

“Oh, it’s about a specific disease. The topic is undecided. Do whatever you want.”

“Hey. I’m reviewing a paper. It’s for a journal publication.”

Trainees discussing the evaluation they see right in front of them.

They became a group after Jinhyeok, who was in charge of society, went up to the stage.

“Okay, now we will begin the briefing. First, let’s watch the video.”

The auditorium lights went out right away.

After a long moment of magnificent sound, Doctor Helicopter appeared.

The Asin Hospital logo is clearly visible.

Huge propeller noise.

And then we see the trauma surgery team running towards the helicopter.

The scene then changes, and the battle between trauma surgeons picking up the patient begins.

Those continuing treatment inside the shaking helicopter.

Even watching the video, I could tell it was outstanding.

Just looking at it made my palms sweat.

The video ends with the patient saved in the end.

Jinhyuk shouted after injecting surgical mulberry for a long time.

“Let me introduce you to the professor you saw on the screen a little while ago! Applause!!”

Clap clap clap clap.

Clap clap clap clap.

The sound of clapping continued for a long time.

An old professor wearing a white coat appeared.

He immediately grabbed the microphone and introduced himself.

“This is Taejun Cho, a trauma surgeon. What we do is… … .”

Attitude towards patients.

A difficult case.

Starting with why he himself applied to surgery.

The trauma surgeon who appeared as an instructor had a rough speaking style.

Should I say that it’s like a brave story told to a junior while drinking?

The lecture that started like that continued with a change of speakers.

In short, it was a smooth sailing.

Now, only the last time left before lunch.

Jang Hyuk-jun came running with a pale face.

“Professor Baek! They said they’re in emergency!”

It means that I cannot attend the lecture.

Jinhyuk’s expression hardened immediately.

* * *

It wasn’t a top-down event.

Rather, it was planned by Jeong Seong-wook.

It was an event that was conducted in a bottom-up manner, to the point where the residents could be said to have taken care of the detailed practical work.

But the situation has been reported to the hospital director.

Knowing how sensitive doctors are to ceremony protocol, Jang Hyuk-jun immediately trembled.

“It seems difficult to recruit another professor now. What should I do?”

“Well then, what? Let’s do it now.”

“Are you going to tell me right away?”

“There’s no need to do it at the end.”

“Do you have time?”

“If it doesn’t work out, you can always bring forward the topic you were planning to present. It doesn’t matter.”

Jinhyuk immediately climbed up onto the stage. Then he immediately looked around.

The event was delayed for a while.

The trainees who knew nothing were craning their necks and looking at him, wondering what was going on.

“Are you bored?”

“no!”

“Sitting and listening to a class. It’s really hard. It’s exhausting. I know. I used to be like that.”

A burst of laughter.

The reaction was that even he, a genius, didn’t know that would happen.

Jinhyuk continued speaking quickly.

“Does anyone know how much money a surgeon makes? Oh, and those who say money is a bit much, hands.”

When the audience became silent, Jinhyuk smiled faintly.

“Doctors are people too. Six years of medical school. One year of internship. Four years of residency. If you include fellowship, 13 years. You can’t not think about money.”

“you’re right.”

A reply from a voice the size of an ant.

And those who nod their heads.

Even though I took the Hippocratic Oath, I couldn’t ignore reality.

The only good thing is that, unlike the future, it is still pure.

Jinhyuk smiled faintly.

“Some parents have suffered because of tuition. And they also think about the opportunity cost of the investment they’ve made. That’s why many people open their own businesses.”

“… … .”

“A sense of duty to save patients. It’s all good, right? Professionalism? You have to be thorough. But someone said, doctors are people too. You’re people too. I’m a person too. That’s why it’s like that.”

“… … .”

“You can open a practice and just do it in one go. Why are you applying for surgery? You can just go to a dermatologist or a plastic surgeon. They say that surgeons don’t have an ROI. Well, there’s a lot of back and forth.”

The explanation went on for a long time.

Everyone had a look on their face like they were wondering what was going on.

But then the PPT filled the screen.

[Does having a lot of money make you happy?]

Jinhyuk raised his voice and pointed at the screen.

“Someone says that if you don’t have money, you’re unhappy. It’s an obvious fact. It’s not a lie. It’s close to the truth. But if you have a lot of money, will you be happy?”

“… … .”

“You only need to have enough money to spend moderately. Happiness comes from somewhere else. It is not a sufficient condition for happiness. It is only a necessary condition.”

It was from then on.

The pride I felt when I received words of gratitude from a patient.

From the joy of saving a patient’s life through surgery, where you were prepared to die at the table.

As Jinhyuk began to talk about the feelings he had felt, the trainees’ eyes opened.

Then that’s the expression on his face.

His face clearly shows that he has been building up to saying those words.

but.

“But you’re still curious about how much they earn? In fact, it’s like a black box. All I know is how much my seniors earn.”

As Jinhyuk gestured, the screen changed again.

The withholding tax receipt disclosed in this way.

Although the name was obscured so that it was impossible to tell who it was, the amount of money was clearly visible.

“Now, this is the original tax receipt that Professor Mo personally disclosed. It is the so-called withholding tax receipt. You can think of it as the gross (annual salary).”

Suddenly, there was chaos in the place where the polycles were sitting.

* * *

Doctors usually sign contracts on a NET (after-tax basis).

This is a very different behavior from the average person who signs a contract based on a pre-tax annual salary (gross).

Well, the reason was obvious.

I don’t like complicated things either.

When others say before-tax, talking about after-tax also has the effect of deceiving the salary.

Since the working conditions are also different, the contract is simply based on ‘how much after tax’.

And all the trainees knew about that custom.

but.

“Wow. There’s more than I thought… … .”

“Wow, this is awesome. This is awesome.”

“This is really a jackpot.”

It wasn’t a net contract, but the amount was higher than I thought.

At that level, it’s not like you’ll get scammed anywhere.

That was the point.

The problem is.

“Let’s see the next one too.”

The amount was immediately disclosed to be higher than the original amount that was initially disclosed.

That too continues.

All of this money goes to famous surgical professors from cancer centers.

Now is the time to take a rest.

100 hours a week.

No, I was showing the money I received for working 120 hours a week.

After all the withholding tax receipts were disclosed, Jinhyuk took the microphone again.

“Well, what do you think? Compared to the average person, it’s not a small amount of money. Isn’t it enough to become a surgeon?”

“… … .”

“There is no answer. Is that too little?”

“No!!”

A cheer that erupted belatedly.

Let’s all like it, Jinhyuk smiled slyly.

In fact, there was another reason why I was against disclosing my salary.

That means the special treatment fee will be abolished after a certain amount of time.

But, well, I thought I could turn a blind eye to this.

That only a small number of people receive it like that.

Most surgeons work out of a sense of calling.

There’s no need to say everything, right?

Once you become a surgeon, most people continue to work as a surgeon because they feel it is a waste to let go of all the experience they have gained.

Oh, isn’t that too much?

There was no need to call this ant hell an ant hell.

* * *

A situation where we covered Professor Baek’s lecture after he had a puncture during emergency surgery.

When I see people moving to eat lunch right now.

The cell phone rang late.

[Why don’t I ask? Huh? Why don’t I ask?]

[Is this because you are feeling unwell and your special treatment fee has been reduced?]

[Huh? Huh!?]

[What! Why aren’t you answering!]

Han Dong-soo’s text message was originally excluded from the target.

It was definitely crooked.