The Returning Doctor Wanted to Live Quietly - Chapter 341



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Episode 341. Where the eyes sweat (5)

“Run! Run faster!”

Han Dong-soo, who was once again shouting at the people running towards him, naturally stopped walking.

My body is already ruined.

Since I couldn’t run like my juniors, I had to stay behind and train.

Han Dong-soo immediately went to find Kim Joo-sung’s parents.

“Mom, Dad. I’m truly sorry. No words can comfort you, but… … It’s all our fault.”

“Because of our Lord… … . I will definitely change it. I am truly sorry.”

Han Dong-soo kept bending his waist.

Of course, that didn’t mean Kim Joo-sung would come back, and there was no way his upset feelings would go away.

But it is someone I will live my whole life longing for.

That was the existence of parents who had suffered the pain of bereavement.

Clothes, toys, beds, pillows, and even shoes.

Because I will live my whole life struggling without being able to give up any of them.

So, Han Dong-soo had to apologize again and again.

Because it was Lee Jin-hyuk’s doing?

That was true, but it was also something that happened frequently in CS right now.

A kind of gap in medical care created when even the ward staff entered the operating room.

I thought it might be different from other hospitals, but it was so common.

When Han Dong-soo kept bending his back like that.

The investigators came to inform us of the results of the verification.

“I think I should tell you the results of the verification first. Please give me a moment… … .”

The interview started right away.

Since the result was obvious, Han Dong-soo headed to the stage this time.

soon.

“I’ll take a question. Hands!”

Looks like he’s going to chew up reporters.

No, Han Dong-soo’s eyes sparkled as he looked ready to eat up all the guys who opposed him.

Barbarian mode was on.

* * *

Meanwhile, at that time.

Jinhyuk kept shouting without stopping his running.

“Everyone is acting like an idiot. If you do that, your personal information will be revealed! You could be listed as a traitor!”

“What? You’re the most stupid one.”

“This kid. Hey! You’re making a fool of your brothers. Are you the only surgeon? We’re surgeons too!”

“I’ve already done a lot of thinking! Don’t think about anything else anymore!”

Rather, he answered without slowing down the speed at which the idiots who were criticizing him were running.

It’s okay.

You’re not the only doctor.

We will join you too.

We arrived at the public space without any time to argue.

Those who were breathing heavily all raised their heads.

2nd floor, 5th floor, 7th floor, 3rd floor, 9th floor, 10th floor.

All outpatient visits are missed.

The damn elevator was always slow.

It stops at every floor and then comes down.

As with any hospital, there were plenty of elevators, but they were useless.

so.

“Hey, let’s do some exercise since it’s been a while!”

“Go up the stairs! What are you doing! Run!”

“Let’s go!”

Everyone headed towards the emergency exit.

A thudding sound.

And scream.

Climbing the stairs was not an easy task.

Those who don’t have time to exercise.

Everyone was panting, but no one gave up.

If I were alone, I wouldn’t know.

Because I had colleagues next to me.

Because we were all together as always.

And among them, Jinhyuk belatedly burst into tears.

That makes sense, since someone left in the ward will be performing CPR.

Not a single one of them thought that perhaps a professional CPR team might have already arrived.

Everyone is just running and running, trying to get there on time.

Idiots.

No, they were really big guys.

Like himself.

Yes, maybe it was because of the teachings of the first generation professors and seniors.

– Who would have already arrived? Everyone thinks so, but what if no one comes running? Hey! Then you guys are going to take responsibility!?

– Welcome! This is hell! Now repeat that you are dead! But this is not just any hell! It is a hell that saves people! Let’s save people even if we have to die!

– Plop, plop, plop! Throw rocks! Plop, plop, plop! Throw rocks! Welcome to Plop Hell!

Just saying thank you, blushing at the words thank you.

Those who cannot forget the joy they felt when they saved a patient’s life and consider it a good decision to become a surgeon.

Because I knew well what they were thinking, once they started crying, they wouldn’t stop.

That makes sense.

He himself was special.

A mother who couldn’t even be there for me when she died.

A failed essential subject.

And CS of Seosindae.

I have been fighting alone and lonely.

But not now.

together.

Together again.

I really wasn’t alone.

As I was climbing the stairs, overcome with emotion, someone shouted.

“Why are you crying, Emma!”

“Hey hey! Lee Jinhyuk is crying!”

“Ugh. This kid. Did you get kicked by someone!”

“That’s not it.”

“If not that, then what!”

“Because I feel like I’m not alone. Because I’m not alone anymore.”

“Oh my. Who said you were alone? You have a girlfriend.”

“Hey, let’s step on him later. Step on him. That kid. He’s bragging right now. Gasp, gasp.”

Those who make noise and crack jokes.

Looking at them, Jinhyuk burst into tears again, in a way that was not appropriate for his age.

why.

Why.

What on earth is the difference?

Is it because the term ‘work-life balance’ hasn’t become popular yet?

Is it because there are still many people who pursue a sense of mission more than money?

Or is it because he knows, knowingly or unknowingly, what he has done?

Because it was before I was influenced by a specific test-taker community?

Even he himself didn’t know the exact reason.

just.

– Save me! Save me!

Only Han Dong-soo’s rebuke lingers.

okay.

Save and save again.

That’s the surgeon.

I didn’t know that it might be because we still live in an era where such romanticism is alive and well.

then.

If that’s true, then.

I wonder if it can be changed.

perhaps…….

Really maybe… … .

It might have been my last chance.

* * *

The next morning.

The conference atmosphere was chaotic.

Everyone glanced at Jinhyeok, patted him on the shoulder, and told him that he had worked hard.

A world turned upside down.

It was strange how quiet it was as if nothing had happened.

That’s understandable, as the Korean Medical Association and the Korean Council for Opening Practice immediately protested.

The hospital directors’ association, which saw this as an opportunity to hire residents cheaply, expressed its support.

Of course, they weren’t the only ones.

Different academic societies and associations were also issuing statements one by one.

We need to increase our strength.

No, it won’t work.

There is a sharp difference of opinion between them.

Of course, the Ministry of Health and Welfare did not express an opinion.

This happened while I was already dealing with deep-rooted evils one by one and destroying honey pots.

Rather, he was busy looking at public opinion with a puzzled look on his face.

Of course, public opinion was overwhelmingly in favor of increasing the number of troops.

Kim Joo-sung’s death.

Lee Jin-hyuk’s earnest appeal.

And then there’s Han Dong-soo’s additional press conference.

It was so hot that even the media, which had previously ignored the issue of essential subjects, joined in.

So when everyone is feeling down.

The pediatric surgeon, who took his seat late, looked around the room.

“It’s the same today. It’s going to be a little noisy for a while. Is anyone else bothered?”

“What, it’s been noisy for a day or two. I’ve been getting bullied for quite some time.”

This is what the doctor said because he was a murderer.

The pediatric surgeon shook his head.

“I’m saying this because we might be the target. I get a lot of calls myself.”

“I also received a lot of complaints. Well, you should just swear at us. When we were having a hard time, well. Did they help us even a little bit?”

“That’s right. They say that the one with the loudest voice gets power. He specializes in killing all the moderates. That phone call. Just turn it off.”

“I only carry a cell phone.”

The clash continued for a long time.

My classmates called and protested, asking how I could stab them in the back, but they all seemed indifferent.

Pediatric surgery.

It was such a lonely and isolated place.

Of course, it wasn’t just words.

There was also an aspect of Jinhyeok intentionally speaking excessively for fear of feeling psychological burden when talking about reinforcements in a public setting.

When opinions were gathered like that, the head of pediatric surgery stepped forward again.

“Even if the world were to end tomorrow, I would plant an apple tree today. Do you know who said that?”

“Isn’t that what Spinoza said? That’s really good. Even if the world is noisy, we still do surgery. That’s perfect, perfect.”

“What about Spinoza? That sounds like something Martin Luther said.”

When someone pointed this out, the head of the pediatric surgery department who was watching laughed.

“Neither. It’s just a distortion.”

“Is this a distortion?”

“Yes, just like Socrates never said that even a bad law is a law. It’s just a story that came out of nowhere. You might say, “What’s the big deal?” Anyway, it’s only famous in Korea. Why is that?”

A random topic.

And the question.

Those who had been cheering all fell silent.

Because I didn’t know what the intention was.

At this, the head of pediatric surgery turned his head towards Jinhyeok.

“It’s a word made up by the media. In the 1960s, a certain newspaper published an article like that. Then another newspaper published the same article.”

“Are you saying that’s not true?”

“Yeah, and then it became known to the public. Everyone just started using it. It’s like saying that something that didn’t exist before became something that exists.”

“… … .”

“Well, the media is the one making up stories. And right now, they’re on our side. So, there’s no need to feel intimidated.”

“All right!”

“Okay, let’s begin!”

The conference began as usual right away.

Jinhyuk looked around without saying anything.

Stupid residents.

On top of those idiots, there were professors who were even idiots.

A barren environment with nothing.

These were people who studied in the United States, returned, introduced the latest medical technology, and raised the standard of medical care.

And these people were mumbling and mumbling for themselves.

I don’t even have enough time to sleep.

I don’t even have enough time to spend with my family.

Those who think of their juniors and patients.

They were really stupid.

So Jinhyuk’s eyes turned red again.

Somehow, no, I really was becoming a crybaby.

* * *

A month later.

Press conference by the Vice Minister of Health and Welfare.

Jinhyuk’s head turned towards the TV.

“Our government has decided to increase the number of gardens sequentially, and has set the number of people to be increased to 500 in the first year. Accordingly… … .”

It means that we will increase it little by little.

Of course, this was not a result of consultation with the medical community.

Rather, it was the medical community that opposed it, saying that not even a single additional person should be added.

Other voices still coexisted with those of doctors belonging to essential departments.

The backlash from Jinhyeok kicking the honey pot could be said to be even more severe than that of the future.

So, Jinhyuk was suddenly frightened by the announcement that the number of people would be increased by only 500, not 2,000.

That won’t do.

This is a ridiculous thing to do.

As I get older, I’ve been through a lot.

My body started trembling without me knowing it.

Did you know this?

His father, who was watching TV with him, tapped Jinhyeok on the shoulder.

“You did well, you are doing well, and you will continue to do well.”

“What if someone else dies because of me? What if someone else dies because of the strike… .”

“The surgical department all agrees. Then it’s okay.”

Father’s comfort.

Jinhyuk remained silent.

If the strike is prolonged due to additional personnel, the damage will be borne solely by the patients.

But even my mother, who was peeling the fruit, shook her head.

“Jinhyeok, you’re not alone. You have colleagues. There are other professors. So it’s so… … . Huh? Do you know what I mean?”

Such warm comfort.

As Jinhyuk nodded silently, text messages poured in.

[This kid! You! Inma! You’re crying again! Hey!]

[Teacher Lee! Let’s do our best again!]

[We can do it! No matter what the backlash is, we can do it again!]

[Ah, Comrade No. 2! Really! Cheer up!]

[I can do it.]

Texts from my colleagues.

Jinhyuk, who was watching this, burst into tears again.

It felt like the regret of not being able to watch my mother die was completely resolved.

Yeah, maybe this is where it really begins.