Nutjob (2)

Hong Seon-ho, a fourth-year thoracic surgery resident and the department chief resident, was having a hellish time.

Normally, life as a thoracic surgery resident wasn't exactly a life fit for human beings, but lately the source of that fatigue wasn't the flood of surgeries or overnight shifts.

There was only one cause.

Han Hyeonjae, the third-year emergency medicine resident seconded here a week ago.

The one who carried the label of genius like a name tag, was praised to the heavens by professors from other departments, and had a reputation in the ER as a madman who never cared about the consequences.

At first, Hong Seon-ho had simply been curious: just how crazy was he, and what unbelievable skill was he hiding to make rumors like that spread?

But it didn't take long for that curiosity to turn into exhaustion.

The Friday morning full-department thoracic surgery conference was held as always.

“A case of vomiting(* vomiting) followed by Boerhaave syndrome(* esophageal rupture), admitted through the ER 45 hours later. In this patient, mediastinitis(* mediastinitis) had already progressed severely by the time of admission….”

On the podium, second-year resident Jung Jae-sang was giving the presentation, pointing at the screen with a laser pointer...