Because he was sleeping with his feet on the table?
But he was a professor.
The line between respect and rudeness shown by the postit was blurred, and Tae Hyuk couldn’t get out of that thought for a long time.
She must have stuck it under his shoe on purpose.
Upon hearing that the patient who had undergone aortic replacement surgery had been moved from the intensive care unit to the general ward, Na Young decided to visit.
Seeing the patient, who she thought was going to die, sitting up and eating by himself, a mix of emotions crossed her mind.
She had ended up regretting having given up on someone who could become healthy like that.
So, she couldn’t dare to go into the ward and greet him.
Trudge.
When someone came right next to her and stood, Na Young turned around with an uncomfortable expression, but her eyes widened when she realized it was Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
“Did you also come to see that patient, professor?”
He was a transplant vascular surgery patient, but he was no different from a patient that he had saved.
“No, I was following Dr. Moon.”
At the words of Professor Choi Tae Hyuk who turned his head and stared at her straight, Na Young was momentarily stunned.
“It seems like running away when she sees me has become a habit for Dr. Moon. So, I’m trying to get into the habit of following Dr. Moon.”
His words felt like a pincer pinch.
Na Young immediately apologized.
“I’m sorry. I will make sure that never happens again.”
“Even an apology becomes a habit if it is repeated.”
She inwardly cursed at him who freely twisted all her words.
Right, you’re great.
“But there’s one thing I’m curious about Dr. Moon.”
Na Young was slightly nervous as it didn’t seem like a question related to medicine.
Could she possibly remember?
But fortunately, or unfortunately, it was not that.
“Why did you stick the Postit under my shoe that day?”
When Professor Choi Tae Hyuk asked her with genuinely curious eyes, Na Young calmly responded without a change in her expression.
“Huh? I left it on the table. Maybe you stepped on the Postit that fell on the floor.”
As she evaded, the eyes of Professor Choi Tae Hyuk narrowed.
But he couldn’t reprimand her further for that matter.
Because there was no evidence that she actually did it.
“So my Postit is to blame. It couldn’t even stick properly and fell off.”
Na Young had to bite her lips tightly to suppress the laugh that was about to come out.
At that moment, a transplant vascular surgery resident came up to the two of them and greeted them first.
It was the resident who had entered the operating room that day.
“Did you come to see patient Ryu Sang Min? He was saying that he wanted to greet you both. Would you like to come in with me?”
At the words suggesting receiving a thank you from the patient, Professor Choi Tae Hyuk turned his body and spoke as if he was annoyed.
“Why bother when he’s not even my patient.”
He really just walked away.
Why bother indeed.
The chance of aortic rupture patients surviving in the operating room was less than 50%.
And if the patient had died at the hands of Professor Choi Tae Hyuk that day, he would have been sued for medical malpractice for the sole reason that he was not a transplant vascular surgery professor.
Despite the fact that everything was against him, he had entered the operating room, held a scalpel, and yet he simply walked away, saying it’s not his patient.
Na Young greeted the vascular surgery resident and followed after Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
Earlier, Professor Choi had been the one following her, but now, she was the one trailing behind him.
“Professor Choi!”
At the sound of her calling, the walking Professor Choi Tae Hyuk stopped and turned around.
“Did you have lunch yet?”
Tae Hyuk was taken aback as Na Young approached and asked first.
“Not yet.”
He had come this far, having found her while on his way to get a meal.
“Then, let me buy you lunch.”
Tae Hyuk stared at her intently when she, who had been busy avoiding him, offered to buy him a meal first.
Seeing his gaze demanding an explanation, Na Young said with a radiant smile,
“I couldn’t attend the welcome party. So, I’ll buy you lunch as a formal way of welcoming you, professor.”
At her words, which fixed the distance between them as professor and resident, Tae Hyuk felt a pang in his left chest.
Hoping she wouldn’t ruin her resident life because of that, he pretended not to remember, but that didn’t mean he wanted her to forget about that night so soon.
The professor Choi Tae Hyuk and the man Choi Tae Hyuk could never become one.
He wanted to ask whether she was only pretending to adapt perfectly on the surface, or if she really had adjusted in her heart too, but unable to ask, his words came out curt.
“So, are you buttering up the professor? I hate that kind of thing.”
In fact, whenever he spoke in such a mean manner, Na Young kept remembering him from that night.
The way he spoke to her, the way he looked at her.
But now, since she really wanted to see him just as her professor, Na Young behaved like a resident who wanted to look good in front of the professor until the end.
“I’ve made a lot of mistakes with you, professor. I wanted to apologize in this way.”
Having run away from him, who was a professor, twice, a proper apology was indeed needed.
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk checked the time on his wristwatch and said,
“Then, buy me lunch next time.”
“Pardon?”
“I have surgery in 30 minutes.”
“Isn’t 30 minutes enough?”
It wasn’t a day or two since doctors hurriedly ate meals at the hospital.
30 minutes was enough time to eat and even enjoy dessert.
“No. I’m short on time.”
Professor Choi Tae Hyuk stated firmly and strode away.
Na Young frowned as she watched the retreating figure of Professor Choi Tae Hyuk.
Could he be making an excuse because he didn’t want to have lunch with me?
Feeling uncomfortable, Na Young had no choice but to go have lunch alone.
For cirrhosis patients, when ascites fills up, it compresses the cardiopulmonary system causing difficulty in breathing, so it was necessary to remove the ascites.
Na Young explained the method to an intern who had never done ascites drainage before.
“Once you puncture, you’ll hear a shift in percussion.”
After confirming the location of the ascites with percussion, they dressed the area and inserted an 18gauge thick needle into the patient’s body.
The higher the gauge of the needle, the greater the pain, so the patient made a painful face.
She purposefully stared only at the yellow ascites rising in the tube, not at the patient.
People are creatures of adaptation, they said. Whatever you do, as you gain experience, you become accustomed and numb to it.
But would a day really come when she would get used to the sight of a suffering patient?
Na Young was not sure.
After finishing the patient’s treatment and charting, her cell phone rang.
Checking the message, Na Young was taken aback when she saw that the sender was ‘Professor Tae Hyuk.’
Oh? It seems his words about buying a meal next time were sincere.
She had taken it as a sign that he didn’t want to eat with her.
Na Young immediately sent a reply.
Since even 30 minutes was insufficient for a meal according to Professor Tae Hyuk, she had to buy him dinner to match his schedule.
Just as she was about to resume her charting, Professor Tae Hyuk’s response came sooner than expected.
Unable to tear her gaze away from the message that seemed like a date request, Na Young was taken aback for a moment.
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