Chapter 14
Meanwhile, a faint smile appeared on Professor Choi Jeonggu’s face.
“Dr. Richard, do you really need to ask me to get an answer?”
“……”
“Then, isn’t it strange that the emergency treatment only took 30 minutes?”
Suddenly, Professor Choi was the one questioning Daeho.
These weren’t questions meant to scold.
They carried the certainty that Daeho already knew the answer.
Daeho looked at him and spoke calmly.
“I’m glad my skills weren’t lacking in your eyes, Professor.”
“No. That’s wrong. Answer properly.”
“……”
“Silent, huh? Then let me rephrase. Who did you learn this from, and where?”
Thud-dong!
Professor Choi’s sharp gaze pierced Daeho.
At that moment, Daeho excused himself and stood up.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
“Hmm.”
Professor Choi stayed seated quietly.
Daeho walked toward a bookshelf.
It was messy, piled high with papers and clinical cases.
Among the clutter, one section was neatly organized.
Thin booklets were arranged in order.
CS Emergency Treatment (For Medical Staff) XX Year, January Issue
CS Emergency Treatment (For Medical Staff) XX Year, February Issue
…
It was a case series published periodically by a globally recognized Korean surgical team over decades.
The cases weren’t limited to the ER.
They included mountains, seas, airplanes, deserts—every possible condition.
Daeho pulled one booklet and handed it to Professor Choi.
Slide.
“This case was very similar to the fifth case here.”
“Huh?”
Professor Choi raised his eyebrows and quickly flipped through the pages.
Flip-flap.
Soon, his eyes widened.
It was real.
“Wow.”
Out of countless casebooks, Daeho had picked exactly the right issue.
It would have been impossible without memorization.
Professor Choi, stunned, asked quickly.
“Do you… remember all the cases?”
“No way.”
“Ah, that makes sense. That would be impossible.”
Professor Choi calmed himself, answering carefully.
But the truth was known only to Daeho.
Once calm, Professor Choi’s admiration grew.
“I see. If you studied this, it makes sense.”
“I still have so much to improve.”
“Nonsense. I can clearly see how hard you’ve worked.”
“I’ll work even harder.”
Daeho bowed respectfully, sincerity in his tone.
Professor Choi’s expression grew warmer.
“Still, impressive. Pulling the exact issue like that.”
“It’s the bible for emergency diseases and emergency treatment.”
“Exactly. Even I often consult these for solutions.”
“……”
Daeho smiled quietly, just listening.
Professor Choi ran his hand over the CS Emergency Treatment booklet again.
“These are the people I respect with all my heart.”
“Truly remarkable people.”
“Especially Dr. Choi Taesoo. Maybe because we share the same surname, there’s a strange attraction.”
Professor Choi’s eyes sparkled.
Daeho answered awkwardly.
“Oh, I see.”
“By the way, Richard, you’re a Choi too. Which Choi family are you from?”
“Washington Choi?”
Daeho dodged the question vaguely.
Professor Choi, taking it as humor, laughed loudly.
Puhahaha. “Interesting. Well, it’s understandable not to know these days.”
“Should I find out?”
“No need. If you enjoy meeting them, they’re friends; if you dislike them, they’re family.”
Professor Choi’s face was full of a warm smile.
Then, suddenly, he handed Daeho his business card.
“From now on, if you face difficulties, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
“That’s meant in a good way, right?”
“Of course. You aspire to these people, and you seem like a junior of mine.”
Tap.
Professor Choi lightly tapped the CS Emergency Treatment booklet for emphasis.
The closeness was evident.
Daeho’s eyes brightened at the unexpected suggestion.
“If you consider me a junior, does that mean meals too?”
Hahaha. “Of course. Drinks as well, anytime.”
“Senior!”
Puhaha. “Just became your senior. Anyway, contact me if you need anything.”
Professor Choi concluded the meeting smoothly.
Back in the ER nurse station, Daeho approached Nurse Na Seonju with a gentle smile.
“I’m back.”
“Oh? You’re back. Professor Choi Jeonggu from Orthopedics was looking for you.”
“I just went to see him.”
Nurse Na Seonju asked curiously.
“How was it? He’s known for having a great personality in the hospital.”
“He seems like a good person.”
“Right?”
Her eyes sparkled.
Daeho muttered softly to himself.
“Yes. My judgment of people isn’t great, though.”
He intentionally spoke quietly.
Not catching it clearly, Nurse Na Seonju tilted her head.
