Medical Return

“ ……! ”

The doctor said with an angry expression.

“What nonsense is that? ”

Jinhyun pinpointed it with his finger.

“This. ”

“ ……! ”

The moment I saw it, the doctor's face turned pale.

There really was a picture of gastric cancer between the red inflammation.

I don't think I've seen it since it's a small lesion less than 3 mm away from the field of vision.

The doctor rushed around.

“Well, it's a kind of inflammation. ”

Jinhyun sighed. And I looked straight at the doctor.

“Really?”

“Th-that's right. ”

“Really?”

“ ……. ”

The doctor, who seemed to be looking into the palate, eventually shut his mouth.

“Unusual gastric wrinkles, poor vigilance, faint but even bleeding. Typical type IIc gastric cancer... inflammation? ”

“ ……!! ”

The doctor's eyes widened.

“Well, that..... ”

Jinhyun's words were 100% correct.

But now that you're only in middle school, that's what you're saying?

“Uh, how did you do that? Who are you...? ”

The doctor asked about the transverse fluctuations.

It was an eye that I couldn't believe.

What Jinhyun just mentioned came from the mouth of a university professor who was studying endoscopy.

Doctors don't know unless they have an endoscope or gastric cancer.

“Who do I really matter now? I'm a freshman in high school. ”

The doctor seemed to be delighted by Jinhyun's chilly answer.

Even a similarly red discovery can distinguish whether it is normal inflammation, simple mass, or gastric cancer according to endoscopic features.

Only on the assumption that there is a medical foresight to recognize it.

"No one misses a big stomach cancer, but in such a bad position, a small stomach cancer is hard enough for endoscopicians to miss! How did you recognize this?!! ’

Yeah, first grade of high school.

I couldn't believe it.

Jinhyun sighed.

“Please copy the endoscopic photo. I'll go to another hospital and get treatment. ”

“... That, yes. ”

The doctor took heavy paperwork.

The nurse helped clean up and looked at Hyun.

Even the nurse who was watching from behind couldn't believe the situation.

One high school student has this kind of medical knowledge?

‘I didn't think anything was unusual from the beginning, but... That's ridiculous. ’

Jinhyun, who received endoscopic photographs and records, turned his back.

“Then let's go. ”

Then the doctor hesitated to tell him.

“Look, I didn't miss it on purpose. I'm sorry."

Jinhyun shook his head.

“I know. It's human, and you can make mistakes. However……. ”

A bad old idea came to mind and advised me.

“I suggest you study a little more. For the patient, and for the teacher. ”

“ ……! ”

The doctor bowed to the face that turned to dirt.

I didn't have anything to say because I was right.

* * *

Jinhyun made a medical appointment to the prestigious professor of gastric cancer at the Korea University Hospital.

I wanted my father to be treated by the best professionals.

“Ji, Jinhyun, it's going to be okay, right? Cancer..... ”

My mother grabbed Jinhyun's arm with a singing face.

My father paid for the castle.

“I'm not sure yet, but don't tremble. ”

“Well, still... they say there's a chance of cancer. ”

“Uh-huh.”

My father did not believe that he was cancer.

Jinhyun also said that it is likely to be cancer, and did not say that it is certain.

It is because talking strongly at once can be too shocking.

‘And I wouldn't believe it, even if I were a high school student anyway. ’

Booking dates soon approached and headed to the university where the Korea University Hospital is located.

This time, I was not alone with my father, but with Jinhyun and my mother.

‘This is Korea University Hospital. ’

It was as big and magnificent as the hospital representing Korea.

The old one was faulty, but even it looked old-fashioned.

After getting off the bus and crossing the parking lot, Jinhyun reassured her.

“Don't worry too much, Mother. ”

“Yes, but I still live because of my son. I'm so sorry you're here. ”

She was always so heartbroken about when Jin Hyeon was so big.

If Jinhyun didn't recommend an endoscope, he wouldn't even know there was a bad disease.

But I was walking away from people who were busy coming and going.

I saw a familiar car parked in the parking lot.

‘Is that...? ’

BMW Sports sedan. It's a car he used to see in white.

‘Anomaly? It's his car. ’

The reckless one drove a sports sedan directly on a high school subject.

It also changes cars from time to time.

It's just the same car, isn't it? There's no reason for him to come here. ’

Jinhyun, who thought so, took his parents and headed straight to the main building.

Idiots, whether he came here or not, was not his concern.

I received it at the white counter and waited for care.

My mother's expression was worse when I looked at the patient with the face that was sitting next to her.

“Kim Sangmin, come into the clinic. ”

The nurse called my father.

My father hardened his face to see how much tension there was in the wall.

Inside the clinic was a middle-aged doctor with a sharp impression, who handed over his head with an all-back.

He was the largest professor of gastric cancer ( ).

‘Professor Maxwon..... ’

When I saw his face, the sensation was new.

Jinhyun and Professor Wong were taught several times in a large hospital that grew into the largest hospital in the country many years later, as a prelude to their previous lives.

"I've been in a lot of trouble. You were so young. ’

It felt weird.

“Welcome. You've come to suspect endoscopic gastric cancer? ”

A bold but friendly voice broke my mind.

Professor Choi was a strict doctor for fellow doctors, but a warm ‘good’ doctor for patients.

“Yes, I brought an endoscopic picture here. ”

Jinhyun handed over the copied CDs and mandatory records.

“What about the student?”

“I'm a guardian.”

The professor gave a strange glance when a young student, who looked like a middle school student, acted like an adult caregiver.

However, he did not look or look like a doctor who ignored him.

“Hmm……. ”

The computer buzzed and loaded the endoscopic photos.

“Uh, what do you think, sir? ”

My mother asked in a burning voice.

Choi replied.

“Gastric cancer is right. ”

“Ah...!!! ”

My mother threw up a desperate groan. My father also closed his eyes.

“Uh, what do we do, sir? So this is the state, dead? ”

However, as opposed to desperate questions, Professor Choi reacted miraculously.

He smiled.

“Don't worry. It can be cured. ”

“Me, really? ”

“Gastric cancer is divided into early and late stages. Late-stage gastric cancer dies unconditionally… but early gastric cancer can be cured. Especially if your husband treats you very quickly in the early stages, you'll get over 90% cured. ”

“Ah...!! ”

My parents' faces were painted.

“But the stomach cancer was so small that there would be no symptoms at all... How did you get an endoscopy? ”

My mother proudly looked at Jinhyun.

“I said I was worried about my son, so I asked him to have an endoscopy. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have been tested all my life for this nature. ”

“Your son saved your husband. ”

My father asked.

“What does that mean? ”

“Now that I have an endoscopic examination, it's curable. If you hadn't had an endoscopy, you wouldn't have had cancer cells grow in a year or two. A wise son saved my father. ”

“ ……!! ”

My father's eyes shook. His eyes were filled with deep emotions.

“And these early gastric cancers are often missed by doctors... I think the doctors who did the endoscopy were very good. ”

My father shook his head and said proudly.

“No, it wasn't a doctor's diagnosis, it was a son's. ”

“Yes? What does that mean? ”

My mother trembled beside me.

“The doctor at the hospital simply misinterpreted it as inflammatory... but he went to the hospital and saw the endoscopic photos and found out! ”

In the eyes of Professor Mae Won, Lee Lee came to mind. But he didn't believe what his parents said.

‘Son, you're so proud. ’

How can a doctor catch a disease like that?

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