Medical Return

127. Protagonist of the World Society for Surgery (1)

In the meantime, Jinhyun's academic achievements have accumulated enormously.

It is mostly an achievement that harnesses the memories of previous lives.

It was easier to make academic achievements than to eat to death because we already know which of the medical issues are recognized and believed to be true afterwards and how to prove them.

But not all of his achievements were of that kind.

“David, why don't you do some research on this topic? ”

It was Jinhyun's initiative, not anyone's idea of the future.

David's eyes widened when he heard the explanation.

“You mean this topic? ”

“Yes, the current stage of liver cancer follows Barcelona, but Okuda and others will not help to establish it. ”

David admired Jinhyun.

“Miracle Kim, that's a good idea. Let's do it together. ”

The findings were successful.

The publication of the world's top three journals was confirmed, though not the top three.

After that, he conceived and announced his research with his ideas, not just future knowledge.

Knowing the established issues of medicine 10 years earlier, his ideas always varied the trajectory and inspired academic reflection.

Jinhyun's academic achievements during his two years in St. Joseph were flattering.

The American, no, world medical community took note of this Eastern genius.

That way, Jinhyun became a step, a real price.

* * *

And an epic hotel in Seoul, South Korea.

“Mr. Sangmin? Sangmin?”

I heard a grotesque voice.

“Mr. Sangmin!! ”

“ ……! ”

The focus has returned to the blurred eyes of the anomalous.

Lee Yeon-hee worryingly asked.

“What the hell do you think? I've been so dumb lately. ”

“Ah... no. ”

The Aboriginal people smiled.

More and more dry, he now remained as if he were a patient with end-stage cancer.

“Give me a cigarette. ”

“Now quit smoking. You're still not feeling well. ”

“Give it to me.”

“No. ”

“Give it to me.”

Short but cold voice.

“ ……! ”

Lee Yeon-hee looked at the more than flawed people.

After more than two years of meeting her lover still had an unknown smile.

‘What the hell are you thinking in that smile? ’

She got creepy.

I always blend in, but I've never felt loved by him. Not once.

No, I mean, does he even have feelings of love?

“Phew……. ”

Abnormal people emit tobacco smoke.

“If you're not feeling well, why don't you go to the hospital? ”

“Hospital? You always go to work. ”

“Not like that. Get medical attention.”

“Me?”

“I'm worried. ”

The ideal just smiled.

“Don't worry. I know my body well. ”

Yes, his body knew him well. He was also aware of the disease he was suffering from now.

‘Hallucination… Psychosis……. ’

Is it a punishment for your past sins?

If I close my eyes... No, even if I open my eyes, I can see them.

Dead in his hands, always bleeding.

‘That's not funny.’

Hearing the curse directed at him, he thought:

‘It's not fun.’

Is it because of the continued hallucinations? Or for some other reason?

Everything was free, boring and not fun. I didn't feel any meaning in everything in life.

Is that why your mother committed suicide? ’

Depression and schizophrenia are psychiatric emergencies. Because it is a high-risk group of suicides because of negative emotions.

‘Is this free from Obtundation, Anhedonoia with schizophrenia? ’

He thought without a doubt.

Of course, there were currently some areas that were not quite right to diagnose his symptoms as schizophrenia. But what was certain was that his emotions were slowly wearing off.

He laughed without a clue.

How's my friend? ’

His only friend came to mind.

Kim Jin-hyun.

Why?

I wanted to see him today.

* * *

After separating from Lee Yeon-hee, he drove a Porsche sports car and raced along the main road.

Paaang!

Several cars sounded the horn at that speed close to the sprint, but he didn't care.

After a short sprint, he stands down in front of Lee Jong-gun's mansion in Hannam East.

“What about my father?”

“You're waiting. ”

The employer hit him.

When I entered the spacious room, I frowned and drank.

The face of the xenograft muscles, which became very irritating in a year, was filled with irritation.

“What are you doing walking around so far? ”

“Just a little wind outside. ”

Heteromyopia is furious.

“Wake up! Do you think it's time for you to go around like that?! You pathetic bastard! ”

“ ……. ”

“Stupid guy! It's so pathetic to look like my mother. ”

I'd be pissed off if I was drunk already.

If it had been a child, it would have wielded even domestic violence.

“Why did you call me? ”

“You don't do anything special in two weeks, do you? ”

“Yes, it's nothing special. ”

“Then I went to Chicago. ”

“Why in Chicago? ”

“There was the World Surgery Society in Chicago. Don't just fucking eat, go there and make an oral presentation. ”

The World Surgeons' Society is the academic competition of the world's top surgeons, attended by tens of thousands of professionals.

It can't be a great honor to leave a resident, professor, to make an old-fashioned announcement there.

Heteromyopia said in a mixed voice.

“Professor Hyeong-chan announced his research in your name. Now that you have all the presentation files and scripts, you just go ahead and publish them. ”

In so doing, Aboriginal people decided to attend the World Surgery Society in Chicago.

* * *

The World Surgery Society was not just attended by the general public.

Principal Professor... No, I went with Chief Surgeon Go-young Chan and Lee Jong-gyun.

Go-young Chan attended because of his research and Lee Jong-myung recently went on vacation in frustration.

“Go and learn well. You're good at presenting. ”

Lee Jong-myung said with a dislike face.

"Pathetic. ’

Whether he knew his father's heart or not, the Aboriginal people just smiled.

“Yes.”

Arriving in Chicago, they unloaded their bags at a six-star hotel and headed to the chapel.

It was huge enough to fit the name of the World Society for Surgery.

A surgeon bargled at a convention center about four times the size of Samsung Dong Coex. Thirty thousand people seemed to be enough.

“You have to be good, because you're presenting in front of doctors from all over the world. ”

It was a very burdensome place, but it was also just as glorious. It will also help performance.

"Not even a child. I have to take care of something like this. Damn it. ’

Then High Young-chan asked.

“Which session will I attend, Director? ”

“But today we have to attend this guy's announcement session. Let's take a look at the academic competition first. ”

Like the best surgical societies, academic competitions were not held in one district alone.

There were a total of four districts more than 10 minutes' walk away.

“When is this guy's announcement? ”

“It's 2.30 p.m. in Zone B. ”

“Zone B……. ”

They published a guidebook with the specifics of the academic competition.

But their eyes widened as they looked at the contents.

A familiar name was written in the guide book.

Professor, Jin Hyun Kim, Saint Joseph Hospital!

However, the name was not written once.

It was written almost as if the announcement of Zone B.

“What, what is this? ”

7 presentations today only.

And tomorrow, Moretti.

This was almost the time of the World Surgical Society's announcement of the feeling of chartering Area B.

Neither was it a crude announcement. These were topics that have recently become topics of concern to the surgical community.

“Hey, what is this? Why is he doing this? ”

Lee Jong-myung was embarrassed and annoyed, but did not have to ask questions.

It was all a two-year announcement of academic achievements.

Even though there was a crude announcement of the ideals in the middle, I didn't know how many people would be interested in the bold announcement of Jinhyun.

At that time, presenters were asked to attend not later than in each district.

They were forced to enter Zone B.

And what they saw there was the phase of a glowing existence.

“I don't see it there, so let's get out of the way! ’

“This is my seat! ”

Zone B of Zones A, B, C and D was the most prevalent.

A group of surgeons from all over the world gathered to hear the announcement of centuries of genius and progress.

“Sit tight so everyone doesn't go behind your back! There's no room, so please sit between the stairs! ”

The proceeding agents shouted to the crowd who were overcrowded.

Lee Jong-myung and Go-young Chan sat on a simple chair. I was glad I wasn't sitting on the stairs in front of the director.

‘What the hell.... ’

Heteromyopia was not believed to be the case. And the amazing thing wasn't the end of it.

Finally, a speaker appeared to make the first announcement. It was Jinhyun, an East Asian impression.

“Hello? This is Jinhyun Kim from St. Joseph. We would first like to present a meta-analysis of the 5-year mortality of patients with liver cancer who meet the Milan criteria and the survival and complications of each treatment method according to the MELD score (The Model for Endstage Liver disease score). ”

Despite the simple greeting, the same applause burst out as Ure.

This is because it was the most recent issue published in Lancet a while ago.

“I get nervous in front of too many people. Please forgive me if I made a mistake. ”

After joking, I started making full announcements.

“Investigations in 42 centres have shown that complications……. ”

The Convention Center was as quiet as dead. Everyone focused on Jin Hyun's voice.

In addition, Jinhyun made three announcements in a row.

It was all about different topics, but it was the publication of some of the best journals in the world's top three medical journals. Of course, all Jinhyun was the first author.

After an hour of leisure, the announcement ended in a row.

After another round of applause, people like Ure asked the same questions as the storm.

“I'm Donald of Cambridge Medical School, England. Dr. Kim's research was very impressive. However, according to the findings of our research center……. ”

“I'm Lloyd Johns Hopkins. Likewise, I listened very deeply to the impressive presentation. I have one question..... ”

In the world, medical doctors called me poured questions on Jinhyun.

The atmosphere was not even close to Lee Jong-myung or the high-quality business cards.

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