Perfect Surgeon 133
Perfect Surgeon chapter 133

Episode 132.

132.

Everyone acknowledged that Korea’s current medical standards are world-class.

Among them, if there was only one hospital representing Korea, most chose Daehan University Hospital.

As such, being a professor at Daehan University Hospital was an honorable position.

However, it was still true that it did not reach the reputation of the leading hospitals in the West.

Johns Hopkins, Massachusetts, and Mayo were typical examples.

Professor Joo’s words now were that he was recommended as the head of a transplant center at a hospital that ranks among the top three in the world.

There were many reasons for Vice President Pyo to seize power, but if I could pick just one, it was honor.

Making others look up to you.

Deputy Director Pyo was the person who rose to the present position while conducting politics to die for that which is not easy to buy even with money.

However, Professor Joo, who has devoted himself to research and surgery while keeping his job as a doctor, has earned an honor he could not have reached, so it was not an end to the point of heartbreak.

“I thought about it after receiving the offer.”

“… … .”

What do you have to worry about!

Deputy Director Pyo looked at Professor Joo as just a piece of hypocrisy.

Regardless of the reaction of the other party, Professor Joo continued to speak silently.

“It was not easy to leave the Daehan University Hospital where I have been working. But the vice-president is providing an opportunity.”

“… … That, like that!”

In the meantime, Deputy Director Pyo’s complexion, whose head was constantly spinning, darkened.

Hyun-jun seemed to know what Professor Joo was trying to say.

The fact that Vice President Pyo is running for president at the end of this year was a story that all hospital staff knew.

What will happen if a star professor at the hospital retires due to a disagreement with Vice President Pyo and goes further as a professor and center director at Johns Hopkins Hospital?

Deputy Director Pyo was inevitably flooded with criticism.

Of course, the hospital director was bye-bye.

“No, Professor. I don’t mean that… … .”

“What is it?”

“I’m just going to discipline the hospital… … .”

“Deputy Chief. I only say one thing. If we give any disadvantage to Professor Jang here in relation to this conference, then we can fully anticipate what will happen.”

“… … .”

“What would you like to do?”

His face turned red like maple leaves, and he barely opened his mouth.

“… … There will be no disadvantages for Mr. Jang.”

“I will watch.”

“… … Yeah.”

Deputy Director Pyo answered, chewing each word carefully as if chewing the cud for shame.

“And I’m going to announce my trip to Johns Hopkins at the end of the year, so I hope you don’t tell anyone until then.”

“… … Yes. all right.”

“then. Can I just go take a look?”

“… … .”

Hyun-jun saw Professor Joo Kwang-wook’s hand trembling slightly when he came out of the deputy director’s office.

“Professor, because of me… … . thank you.”

“It’s not just because of you. I am also a person who has accumulated many things with the vice president for a long time.”

It really deserved it.

It was the vice president who separated the students and juniors from Professor Joo.

He had a bad relationship with him, but with Professor Joo, it was literally a long-standing relationship.

“I poured out all the emotions I had been holding back, but I can’t calm myself down. I’m not really good at human relationships.”

“no. It was a neat TKO in my opinion. It was cool.”

“Heh heh, was it? In any case, the Vice-Chairman won’t be able to touch you easily.”

“… … When did you make the decision?”

“It was a decision I made before the conference.”

“Before the conference?”

“I made a decision after hearing what you said to Lee Bong-gyun. Now I have to spend time with my family.”

“then… … .”

“Actually, Professor Kalik, thankfully, gave me the same proposal a few years ago. You have been waiting for me.”

“Are you the one you know?”

“Professor Kalik was the one who taught me how to properly perform liver transplantation when I got a specialist and trained in the United States. He is a gift to me.”

“Ah… … .”

The appearance of the two, who seemed friendly at the conference hall, was not a mistake.

“Professor Kalik scouted Professor Oh as well. And you too.”

“Yeah? me?”

“No matter what anyone says, you are not the protagonist of this conference.”

“It’s not like that. Our team is the protagonist. Then, Mr. Seung-Gun Kim and Mr. Lee Dong-Shin… … .”

“Master Kim is not yet finished. If you get a specialist and gain more experience, you will be able to become a good sergeant. This teacher… … Well, I still have a long way to go in terms of skill.”

With one year left before becoming a specialist, Lee Dong-shin had completely become a duck egg from the Nakdong River.

“Professor Kalik’s eyes are sharp. He must have enough skills to be able to like him.”

Hyeonjun turned his back on the outspoken praise.

“I… … How did you find out about this teacher’s job?”

“I didn’t know.”

“Yeah?”

“From one day on, his movements in the operating room seemed to have changed. The eyes that were trying to learn my skills somehow disappeared, and hand movements full of hesitation took their place.”

“Then did you skip it?”

“I could have predicted that the vice-president would do something to our team. I was able to confirm through surgery that the person who fell over there was Dr. Lee Dong-shin.”

“… … That’s great.”

“Don’t forget that swords are more honest than words in a sergeant like us. In that sense, you still have a lot to learn.”

“of course.”

“You still don’t know the true taste of hepatobiliary pancreas. I’ll let you taste it properly for the rest of the year and a half.”

“I look forward to it!”

As Professor Joo Kwang-wook asserted, Hyun-jun was able to enter the operating room without a fee until the end of the year.

Before leaving, Professor Joo did his best to teach as if to teach him everything, and Hyunjun absorbed his know-how like a sponge.

In the meantime, the end of the year has come, and Professor Joo’s whereabouts have been announced.

The press made a fuss that will soon be forgotten, and after congratulations and regrets, he left for Baltimore, where Johns Hopkins Hospital is located with Professor Oh Young-jin.

Naturally, Professor Joo’s surgical team was disbanded.

As the year went by, Seung-Gun Kim, who earned a surgeon’s degree, became a fellow at a private hospital in Seoul.

Song Seon-hee joined the surgery team of another transplant surgeon at the request of Professor Joo.

Hyeon-jun, who left the surgical ward, unwittingly caught his foot toward the transplant center.

It was a space that I had been going in and out of for over a year after receiving an offer from Professor Joo Kwang-wook to join the team.

It felt strange to think that I had nothing to go there now.

Someone tapped Hyun-Jun’s shoulder, who was dazed.

“Sir, I am leaving the hospital.”

“Ah, Yoo Seongnam.”

The patient was hospitalized 3 months ago for liver cancer.

When I was first admitted to the hospital, my skin was yellow due to severe jaundice, but the operation went well and now it is back to normal.

“Thank you for that.”

It was always fun to see patients smiling and saying goodbye.

‘The time is so fast.’

On the one hand, I wondered how the three months had passed.

The resident’s watch was passing like that today. And Hyun-jun is in his third year.

* * *

“Kiya, now you are the vice-president Pyo Jin-young, not the director.”

The general surgeon’s office was noisy from the morning.

It was because of the news of the appointment of the director of Daehan University Hospital announced at the board meeting yesterday evening.

After defeating Professor Lim Byung-soon of the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine and Ban Moon-jung of the Department of Rehabilitation Medicine, Professor Pyo Jin-young of the Department of Surgery became the new director of Daehan University Hospital.

“Anyway, great. I guess the director also has a lot of connections with the government. I was pushed back from the hospital side, but outside directors and all three government ministries said they pushed Director Pyo.”

“Hey, how do you know so well?”

“I drove you to the car after the professor’s dinner yesterday. Do you know what kind of dinner it was?”

“What?”

“It was a dinner where the director shot the surgical professors.”

“Five… … . Did you?”

“I overheard the professor talking on the phone on the way home, and I think it’s accurate information.”

‘After all, he became the director.’

On the other hand, Hyun-jun’s expression, who was listening quietly, darkened slightly.

The ILTS and emergency room issues didn’t go as planned, but most of the other issues went the way Deputy Director Pyo wanted.

In the end, he got what he wanted.

“Hey, stop chatting and check your schedule for a month.”

“Yes, Chief!”

Hyun-jun also erased his thoughts and checked the schedule board on his tablet.

‘Yes?’

“Chief.”

“Oh, Hyunjun. Why?”

“I think my name is missing from the surgery schedule.”

“Yes? uh… … . uh. it’s real Did you accidentally leave it out? I’ll check it out.”

“no. I will check.”

Hyun-jun, who came out of the operating room, sighed lightly.

Before leaving, Professor Joo’s last advice echoed in my ears.

– Hyun Joon-ah. Pyo Jinyoung, that person, be careful. I’m living like a dead mouse now, but I’m not the type to end it like this.

Although the administrative office staff did not say anything clearly, it was clear that someone’s breath was at work just by looking at their troubled faces.

The problem was that the measures were not taken outright like disciplinary action.

The professors waited for Pyo Jin-young, who became the director, to find out that Hyun-jun was not going to have surgery.

It was Lee Geun-suk who confirmed the guess.

“It seems that Director Pyo gave some words about you to the professors at the dinner party. You know roughly what I’m talking about. Professor Woo Je-young told me.”

“… … Yes. thanks for letting me know.”

“It won’t be easy in the future.”

Hyunjun nodded his head.

I knew it even if it wasn’t from Lee Geun-suk’s warning.

Since Professor Joo Kwang-wook left and became the director, there was nothing harsh about him.

[Now is the time to make Hyun-jun’s own shield, not someone’s umbrella.]

‘You’re right. Ronnie. I can’t stay like this.’

In the hospital atmosphere that has changed slightly from last year, Hyun-jun focused on the Panasia project that had been delayed.

Although data was collected and organized in the interim, the current situation was that it did not take the right direction due to the busy schedule of surgery including ILTS.

Hyunjun has been visiting the Olympus Brain Lab Honors Club site for a long time.

There were still discussions on various and interesting topics.

There were topics that were problematic in the real world, and there were discussions that dealt with issues that could only exist in the distant future.

Among them, there was a theme that caught Hyun-jun’s attention.

“Pandemic potential of Avian Influenza.”

Even now, in Korea, chickens and ducks are still being slaughtered due to bird flu.

A bigger problem was the fact that in neighboring China, more than five hundred people a year died from bird flu infection.

There was no solution.

The two governments had lost cattle and had to deal only with the repair of the barn, which was repeated every year.

The flu vaccine was also on the list of candidates for the Panasia Project that Hyun-jun selected.

It was an idea I got while talking to Yeon-wook who had the flu at a reunion before.

Hyun-jun, who was interested, clicked into the discussion room.

The comment was made by Albert Webbs, a prominent American virologist.

Hyun-jun came in as a newcomer, but his existence was immediately buried in the heated discussion.

“But Dr. Webbs. There is no evidence that bird flu will be as pandemic as Spanish flu.”

“Doctor Chang. Nature continues to send warnings. In the 20th century, there have been three pandemics. The Spanish flu you mentioned killed 25 million people.”

“Yes. The second is Asian flu. Two million people died.”

“Yeah. Unfortunately, the third is the Hong Kong flu epidemic in Hong Kong, the country of Dr. Chang.”

“700,000 people died. But look. The Hong Kong flu epidemic occurred in 1968. More than 50 years from now.”

“That is correct. But we have seen numerous strains of the flu virus since then.”

“That’s what I mean. The mutant virus has killed people, but compared to the three pandemics, that number is insignificant.”

“So I insist on being prepared. I’m sorry to keep mentioning Mr. Chang’s country, but in 1997, six people contracted the flu and died in Hong Kong.”

“Keep talking.”

“As you know, the flu that infected them was H5N1. Until then, we knew that H1, H2 and H3 were the only ones that could infect humans.”

“H5 was known to only infect birds.”

Both sides had a logical discussion based on facts, like well-known scholars.

Hyeon-jun, who was watching the discussion with interest, carefully watched the timing.

When I asked a question into a microphone connected to the computer, it was typed in English in the discussion window.

“Apart from Tamiflu, are there any companies currently developing flu treatments?”

“Tamiflu is no longer a cure for the flu. The papers keep coming out saying it’s not effective.”

Fortunately, following the epidemiologist Mr. Chang, Dr. Webs also answered.

“There are a few places, but none of them are making any significant difference.”

“It would be great if we could develop a drug that could treat all types of flu, including strains.”

Mr. Chang immediately reacted to Hyunjun’s words.

“haha. Dr. Zhang, that’s not a big deal. The Nobel Prize is basically eating.”

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