Chapter 82: Max Impact (4) (1/2)
「@Tom Brand」 retweeted.
[Please get better, Tom! I'll be waiting for the sequel of Hero League!]@Lisa 2003
[Jet America is an inevitable existence!]@IRONban
[I'm a time traveler, and I saw Tom Brand receive an Academy Award at the age of 60. I saw it!] @BackToTheXuture.
Tom Brand, who was replying to encouraging messages from all over the world on his cell phone, smiled.
『This one’s kind of fun. He said he's a time traveler.』
Deckerman, who was sitting next to the bed, sighed bitterly as he looked at Tom's neatly shaved head.
『You can still back out.』
『Are you still saying that? I heard that the movie company also contacted about the surgery.』
『I also said that taking medicine alone can have a long-term cure effect. They want to open your hair and cut your brain tissue. You would have to postpone returning to acting for a few years. There are actors who came back after fighting against cancer in Hollywood, right?』
『I don't think that’s something an agent with two years left of the contract period should say. You haven't recovered half of the down payment you gave me yet.』
『Tom!』
Tom giggled when his friend of 15 years cried out with a glare.
『I know. It's much more comfortable to rest while getting treated slowly. But…』
Tom's eyes turned toward the movie poster on the wall.
『Galnos is looking at Earth from space, and we can't leave it to the new heroes who joined the jet team for the first time.』
『You can beat him up in about three years.』
『Batman's new series came out, so I can't. If I do, little kids from all over the world will tweet Bruce not me.』
Deckerman clicked his tongue as if he had given up as he saw Tom trying to defend the hero movie until the end.
『Do whatever you want. I tried my best.』
『Please deliver the news to Mrs. Brand. I hung up after saying that I was going to get surgery in Seoul, and I got 30 text messages.』
『There’s no clause in our contract that says I have to deal with your mother.』
『As a friend, please.』
『I'm ending our relationship from today.』
Tom pretended not to hear, turned to his cell phone and continued to respond to SNS support.
Knock, knock.
The VIP room door was opened and nurses and transportation personnel entered.
『It's time to move to the operating room.』
The time had come.
Tom looked at the Jet American figure on the table, as he put down his cell phone.
A confident hero in the face of all the challenges in the world.
He was the character he played, but it was not easy to imitate him at this moment. Because he was about to have his head cut open.
Tom clenched his fist and left one last message before going in for surgery.
「@Tom Brand」 tweeted.
[Let's go, Jet Team. Let's win this fight, too!]
Dowook paused as he came out of the locker after changing into a surgical suit. Because Chief Ha was waiting in a polite manner in front of the door.
”Dowook.”
Even the tone of his voice was different from usual.
”Why? What is it?”
”Can I ask for a favor?””
”No.”
Chief Ha hurriedly shouted at Dowook when he turned around and headed for the operating room.
”Two weeks of duty!”
Dowook stopped walking. As it was, he was having a hard time due to the emergency room duty. He turned his head slightly and raised one more number.
”Three weeks?”
”Okay, call! No take backs!”
Chief Ha's expression was full of relief. Dowook had no one but himself to blame for being tricked. For some reason, this negotiation felt like a failure.
”What is it?”
”There are more than one or two famous observers today. Let's promote a few people.”
”Promote?”
”Please include Professor Yeom and Professor Kim as the 2nd and 3rd assistants.”
Dowook thought he misheard.
”Professor Yeom Sang-chil and Kim Chi-hwan?”
”Yes.”
Professor Yeom Sang-chil, who taught detailed specialists about brain tumors, was in his 14th year. Professor Kim Chi-hwan, who was in charge of cerebrovascular malformation and trauma surgery, was in his 11th year.
The chief had just told him that the two pillars that made up the neurosurgery department of the hospital should be used for chores like suction in the surgery. This was an unprecedented solicitation in the medical community.
”Did they agree?”
”Of course. Steven Lyle is coming with Ronshaw Mitchell, do you think they don't want to show their faces? Don't worry. I'm fully aware of the outline of the surgery. I told them to look at the MRI 10 times.”
”Professor Yeom doesn't like Professor Choi.”
”It's okay. He likes you.”
”Phew.”
This request was not bad for Dowook as the main surgeon, either.
”I'll talk to Hana and Seongtae.”
”Okay. Get ready there. Do well. As usual.”
Chief Ha, who no longer expressed much concern about performing high-level surgeries, patted Dowook on the back and disappeared.
‘If we do this, everyone in the operating room will be more experienced than me.’
Dowook shook his head and moved to the operating room.
D-Rosette, observation deck.
The circular space overlooking the eight operating rooms at a glance was filled with people gathered only to look down at the second operating room.
Among them, many focused their attention on five elderly foreigners who were located in the middle of the observation room.
-That person is the head of the general hospital center?
-Next to him is the neurosurgery director at Cleveland Clinic.
Ha Sang Joong, who was listening to the buzzing conversation with one ear, grinned but soon controlled his facial expression.
Because Joo Seok-beom, head of neurosurgery at Hansung Hospital, sat right next to him with a face full of envy. It wasn’t nice to show how happy he was. But he couldn't control the corners of his mouth.
Chief Joo spoke.
”You must be happy. Thanks to someone, there are surgeries that make headlines every month.”
”I just have a good student. Why? I heard that Chief Joo's favorite student is also announcing a blood vessel-related surgery this time? The chief at UCLA is one of the visitors, why don’t you try inviting him to observe?”
”Who would I be humiliating him by inviting him to a resident’s training operation? Please don’t say such things.”
In the end, Ha Sang Joong couldn't stand it and laughed.
”By the way, where should we send our Dowook out of those five hospitals? Everyone would be excited if we just ask.”
”Just brag about it. Park Dowook, you only signed a fellowship contract, right? He’s not a clinical professor yet.”