Jun-ho, who had been listening to Hae-joon’s decision in a daze, handed over the last remaining pork cutlet to her. With this, I swear that the relationship between you and me is absolutely not love, and at the same time, I am once again tired of CS, which ‘makes even normal people go crazy.’
“Yoon Hae-jun, look at his eyes. “Did you starve for ten days?”
“… … “It’s not like that.”
“After listening to what Minguk said yesterday, I heard that the heart transplant center is being reviewed? “Is that because you were preparing for that?”
As if he could finally guess the reason for Hae-joon’s desperate will, Jun-ho raised his glass of water. She was originally the type of person who didn’t know how to give up once she started, whether it was studying or being a patient, but she was definitely her friend, and even that sent a chill down her spine. Junho, who knew Haejun’s long-standing wish better than anyone else, tapped the cup in frustration.
“Let’s just talk to the professors in your department. “How many full professors and associate professors are there?”
“… … Okay, okay. “There are a few days left.”
“There are only a few days left, so I have to hang on even more. “If it doesn’t work out, you can pray or see.”
“Jack and the Beanstalk was probably the first and last time I prayed to a plant and it worked.”
The world is not some kind of fairy tale book.
Hae-joon picked up the last remaining pork cutlet, remembering the breathing fossils in the thoracic surgery greenhouse. okay. I need to eat and cheer up. Whatever it was, I had to come to my senses first.
“I told you. I’m going to do really well. “I can do well.”
“… … “You must be young.”
“It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not.”
Just one person, just one person in the world, as it was at every moment.
As a habit, she thought of someone and put her hand in the inside pocket of her gown. But before her hand could even touch it, the empty emptiness spread like her instinct.
“Ah, my notebook!”
“huh? “The one you always carry with you?”
“Where is it? Is it an operating room? Junho Kim. “I’ll go first, so please give me a tray.”
Hae-joon, who was patting his empty pockets, suddenly woke up in tears. He obviously got changed in the operating room, so that’s the only place that comes to mind right now. Even Junho was surprised by her urgent appearance and followed along.
“Really, Yoon Hae-jun is the busiest person in the world. “Your professor eats his lunch calmly until the end.”
“huh? iced coffee.”
Hae-joon, who was ahead of him, turned his head when he heard Jun-ho’s half-sarcastic voice. When I made eye contact with Professor Choi, who was sitting alone in front of the food service area, he frowned as usual.
“That guy is really pretty. “Do you still act like that when you look at me?”
“You were the one who told me to grab a person like that and pray to him?”
Hae-joon glanced sideways at Jun-ho and poked him with his elbow. Not only did I not greet each other warmly with Professor Choi, but it is true that I felt a little more uncomfortable after the VIP patient’s surgery. She turned her gaze away first, telling her to just eat whatever meal she wanted. However, just because Hae-joon pretends not to know does not mean that everyone pretends not to know him.
“… … Hey, that’s CS Professor Choi, right?”
“I know. “You eat alone every day.”
“… … .”
Hae-joon’s head turned when he heard the sound of laughter coming from across the table. It didn’t seem like we had any intention of lowering our voices to whisper carefully among ourselves. I can hear it even to my ears from a long distance away.
“Looking at it now, doesn’t that professor eat slowly too?”
“You’re consistent. “In the operating room or anywhere.”
“… … .”
Hae-joon’s busy legs gradually stopped. He wondered where he had seen it. Only then did she recognize them and her eyes narrowed.
“It’s their OS. “The kids who chased after Oh Chan-seong.”
“uh.”
“If you want to insult others, at least lower your voice. “What are you going to do if Professor Choi listens?”
Junho also clicked his tongue as if he recognized them. As she was looking at the people talking, she glanced at Professor Choi for a moment, but there was no significant change. A stubborn and irritated face, as always. However, the speed was too slow for him to just eat without lifting his head once.
“Yoon Hae-jun, what are you doing? “I’m not going.”
“uh… … I have to go. I’m going.”
At the urging of Junho, who took the lead, Haejun turned his head again. It’s not my place to step forward. Not only is he not the kind of person who would be grateful for me coming forward, but I also don’t want to be that foolish. Junho thought about it carefully and winked, and Haejoon sighed and rubbed his neck.
I have to go. The most important thing to me right now is… … .
“Before, you were doing handicrafts alone at the combine. “Professor Oh told me to do it quickly, but even though I paid attention to it, I couldn’t understand it, so there wasn’t a single craftsman there.”
“Ugh, I’m glad you understand that much. I remain stubborn until the end. That’s why people call me an outcast in CS.”
“… … Bullying, who?”
“Yeah… … “Professor Yoon!”
When Hae-joon suddenly intervened, the people at the table jumped up. The sudden increase in movement caught the attention of everyone in the restaurant for a moment, but Hae-joon was used to this.
“I tried not to interfere for the most part, but it seems like you guys are mistaken.”
“Professor Yoon. That’s not it… … .”
“I’m the CS bully. “It’s not that person over there.”
Hae-joon’s nod with his arms crossed is kind and gentle. Junho hurriedly followed Haejun and dragged him by the arm.
“hey. Hae-jun Yoon. Let’s just go out. If you hear this… … .”
“Can’t you hear?”
“… … .”
“Are you really saying that the person who gets offended when I even make a breathing sound in the corner can’t hear this much?”
Isn’t that right, Professor Choi?
When Hae-joon looked at him openly, Professor Choi put down the spoon. He brushed her hair, saying that he knew she would do that, as her rice was piled up without even a single spoonful of rice floating properly. The OS chief lowered his head with an awkward smile as he sighed through Hae-joon’s clenched teeth.
“S-sorry. Professor Yoon. I didn’t know you were there. No, we made a mistake… … “If you are offended,”
“why me? “There is someone else who cursed you out loud.”
Hae-joon’s eyes turned coldly as he raised the right corner of his mouth. As her mood was gradually sinking, her Junho whispered to her in an attempt to somehow fix it.
“hey. “You said you had urgent business,”
“uh. “Yes.”
“… … .”
“But it’s not to the point where CS can get over being treated like this.”
Hae-joon uncrossed his arms and looked at them one by one. Regardless of whether Professor Choi was there or not, they clearly crossed the line. And very maliciously.
“I don’t know how good you guys are, but if you’re so proud of bringing the operating room story out, you must have been perfect in it without making a single mistake, right?”
“It’s not like that. We just went in for the same surgery as Professor Choi… … .”
“So, what mistake did Professor Choi make?”
“… … .”
“What damage did it cause to you and what damage did it cause to the patient?”
Hae-joon’s voice wasn’t loud at all, but it was enough to drown out the surroundings. Professor Choi stood up as if he couldn’t take it anymore and took a deep breath, unable to do anything. Aside from his hot-headed personality, his face was so complex that he didn’t know what to do at a time like this.
Separately from him, Hae-joon’s voice was soft as usual, pretending not to notice each other’s existence.
“loss? At most, it’s late to come out here to eat? Wouldn’t it be a loss in itself to have something to pummel and talk about as if something had happened?”
“Professor Yoon. “If you listen to what I say,”
“That’s it. “Among you, only those who are confident that they can suture blood vessels better than Professor Choi can come forward.”
“… … .”
“Do you think it’s better to do anything faster? “If we finish in a timely manner, like setting a record, doesn’t that just look good?”
Her laughter was as cold as freezing.
“Then, if a problem arises later and something goes wrong with the patient, who will be responsible for it? “Chief, you?”
“Oh, no! “I just.”
“So, you?”
Hae-joon’s cold eyes pointed out them one by one. He was so pale and shaking his head that he couldn’t even laugh, so he didn’t even have the slightest smile.
“As far as I know, there has never been a time when the surgery was delayed due to Professor Choi. “It may seem like a slow and meaningless process to you, but in my opinion, there is no one in this hospital who is as meticulous as Professor Choi.”
Of course, I’m the only one who doesn’t know that. Hae-joon’s head passed by Professor Choi indifferently, not wanting to say more about that part.
“He is a person who does not overlook anything. “It’s to the point where I think it’s too much for me to protect every single thing and perform surgery with them at least once.”
“… … “Professor Yoon.”
“But is it really that bad from the patient’s perspective? “If it’s me, let’s build a record with my body. I think it would be much better to have a doctor who will at least stick to my body within a certain amount of time than people who have time or money.”
“… … .”
“If it just looks like something to chew on, you don’t deserve to be a doctor. “Either quit being a doctor right now, or get out of here.”
Hae-joon’s merciless nod pushed them away. When Director OS, who was trying to mumble a few more words, ran away with the food tray, Hae-joon rubbed his forehead with a tired look. I wanted to just leave like this, but Professor Choi was already in front of me.
“W-please ask someone to come forward.”
“… … yes. I already know it very well. Professor Choi, what do you think of me?”
Hae-joon covered his forehead and his voice suddenly lowered. Just by hearing that coughing cough, it was as if I had heard the answer to my question.
“Let’s just do it like this, right? “If others see us, they’ll think we’re playing together.”
“what? Why am I with Professor Yoon!”
“That’s right.”
“… … .”
“Let’s just go our separate ways.”
Shut up, forever.
Hae-joon rubbed his lips and turned around again. It’s not like they’re going to use this as an opportunity to reconcile like in a drama, and it’s probably a good thing they don’t get criticized for causing trouble. I’ll probably be mistreating people for a while again. Still, it was clear that if someone’s talent and effort were to be eaten away by prejudice, it would be detrimental to CS as a whole.
“Kim Jun-ho. “Let’s go out.”
“Yeah, yeah. Please get out now… … .”
“hey! you! Yoon Hae-jun!”
“… … .”
However, even if there is no drama-like emotion or reconciliation, life is not left out of villains. This time, everyone, even Junho, clicked his tongue with a tired look as they blushed in approval at the entrance.
“Why even Oh Chan-seong?”
“You wouldn’t know it just by looking at it. “I guess I said it early.”
