Click, click.
Never-stopping cara shutter sounds and cara lights that popped up here and there seemingly looking like stars.
Suhyuk looked around.
There were more than 100 people seated down, looking at him. Then they all stood up in unison.
He heard a m.u.f.fled applause from soone, and then everybody there clapped their hands at him.
Whats this all about
When Suhyuk made a blank expression, he heard Williams voice from the side.
Let introduce to you, Dr. Lee.
Suhyuk turned his head to William, who was now standing on the podium.
He was dressed in a black suit. Though his dishevelled hair was the sa as always.
With a smile, William looked over at him, asking him to step up to the podium.
Suhyuk slowly walked up to William, with all the people inside now casting their eyes at him.
He could not understand the whole situation at this mont.
William, what the heck is this
They have lots of questions now.
At that mont one reporter asked, raising his hand,
You solved quite a big conundrum. Does this now an that you can revive dead nerve cells by using stem cells?
Suhyuk opened his mouth, with a puzzled look, Yes
Dr. Lee, what do you think about the costs of stem cell transplant, which must be very high?
Dr. Lee! Look this side!
Reporters asked questions here and there, but Suhyuk answered each question calmly.
The question and answer session lasted about one hour.
William stood quietly next to Suhyuk.
Now he could treat his mother who had a limp caused a traffic accident.
William smiled, murmuring to himself, Thanks, Dr. Lee. I owe it to you.
When there were no more questions and the cara flashes diminished, Suhyuk let out a long sigh.
***
The next day.
Waking up from the bed, Suhyuk again found himself embarra.s.sed.
For Prof. Han ca into his room early in the morning.
Han opened a newspaper suddenly, with its front page showing a big picture of him standing at the podium.
Han said, Youre on the TV news too.
Suhyuk headed to the living room as if he was absent-minded.
Yes, it was true that he was on the TV news, and at that, on the newshour of a network that has considerable global influence.
Was he not completely awake from sleep? He rubbed his eyes with his hand.
Suhyuk threw himself on the sofa.
Youre really a wonderful guy.
Han shook his head after watching him.
He had heard from the start that he and William were working on stem cell every night.
And he expected that Suhyuk might co up with so astounding result.
But this was more than what he had expected.
Despite it being only his recent arrival here, he had already made himself known to the whole world.
Wearing a puzzled look, Han opened his mouth,
Why are you making a crestfallen expression when you have done such a great job? Well
Suhyuk just scratched his head, letting out sigh after sigh.
Lets just go.
Nodding his head, Suhyuk stood up.
He had to report to work anyway.
***
The people at St. Hopkins Hospital were going crazy about Suhyuk.
Every ti the dical staff pa.s.sed by Suhyuk, they gave him a thumbs-up.
Though Suhyuk let William claim the credit, he could not cool down their hot attention on him.
Besides, William was seen nowhere at the hospital as he took a one-week vacation.
He said he would visit his mother.
Suhyuks appearance could be seen from behind, heading for the patients room where Milion was hospitalized with gunshot wounds.
After looking at Suhyuks back for a mont, Daman opened his mouth with a smile,
Dr. Han, you have been raising a tiger cub so far.
Han replied, with a smile, No, I havent. I just ran into a little tiger lost in the mountain. I just guided him to a nearby stream that I knew of, as he seed to be thirsty.
Han looked over at Suhyuk now going into a patients room, saying to Daman,
It is that man who quenched his thirst for himself.
Daman nodded his head from side to side.
By the way, I dont see a single reporter here.
Han was curious, too.
Given the magnitude of the event, normally a throng of reporters would co here, but that curiosity was instantly gratified by Daman.
Phillip drove all of them away, said Daman.
Han slowly nodded his head, thinking it was good for Suhyuk because he wanted to take care of his patients quietly without any distraction.
But Suhyuks ident.i.ty was already being widely known to the world by various news reports, so there was nothing different even if the reporters were stopped from coming to this hospital.
Though Suhyuks na was on the lips of the dical staff at St. Hopkins Hospital, he just remained quiet.
***
Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?
At Suhyuks words, Milion made a smile, replying,
Well, I dont have any problem with walking now. Can I get discharged soon? Suhyuk smiled softly and said,
As you said, your condition is very good. But I think you still need a post-surgery watch for the ti being.
Nodding head, Milion said, I saw the news. Im so lucky to have t such a wonderful doctor.
With a smile he went out of the room, followed by Han.
Accompanied by the dical staff, Han explained about the diseases and their nas, with Suhyuk standing in the back.
There were no ergency patients.
It was about the ti that they would leave the office.
When Suhyuk talked with the dical staff at the desk of the cardiothoracic surgery departnt, Daman ca and said,
Dr. Lee, other hospitals request that you hold a briefing session for them. What do you think?
A briefing session about his stem cell research.
Suhyuk rejected the request without any hesitation, saying,
I dont know much about it. I think William would do better than .
Daman was about to reply, but did not, just nodding his head lightly.
He could not force him to do it when Suhyuk did not want it.
Suhyuk and Han got on the elevator and then stepped out into the lobby together.
Its been a long ti since were going ho together. How about beer at ho?
Suhyuk said, with a smile, Sounds great!
Arriving at the apartnt, they took a shower and sat in the living room.
Drinking canned beer, Han made a satisfied expression.
On a muggy day like this, cold beer is the best, said Han, glancing at Suhyuk.
He was making a bitter expression as he was again on the TV news.
Han took a gla.s.s of beer to his mouth.
He could understand why Suhyuk refused the request for his briefing session.
Han opened his mouth, his eyes fixed on the TV news,
I guess you rejected their request because you just wanted to focus on the patients.
Suhyuk nodded, with an awkward smile.
Its difficult to save many peoples lives with only one hand, but if you think from a different perspective, you could make a hand to treat many patients with one persons knowledge, said Han.
When Han said that, Suhyuk felt as if he had his head struck with a hamr.
Why did he realize that only now? If he let others know about what he had found out, it could help them save those groaning in pain.
Suhyuk rose from the seat abruptly. Han took a glance at him.
Are you going sowhere at this hour?
I think I have to call Dr. Daman.
Okay.
Suhyuk went into his room, and Han made a smile, drinking beer.
Im sorry to bother you, Dr. Daman.
No not at all. Im still at the hospital. By the way, whats up?
Well, I want to have the briefing session you ntioned a while ago.
Great! Let tell the hospital staff about it then.
After the call, Suhyuk touched his cell phone.
Sure, whats the big deal about people appreciating ? I can just do what Im supposed to do steadily. Lets be a proud son to my parents, so they can talk about proudly wherever they go.
When Suhyuk made a resolution like that afresh, his cell phone buzzed.
It was a call from reporter Han Jihye.
h.e.l.lo
Hey! Youre making a bigger impact now that youre in the United States!
The big three TV networks in Korea were scrambling to report about Suhyuks research on stem cells.
What I an is
Anyway, congrats! Im so proud that youre a Korean.
***
Coming to work very early in the morning, Suhyuk was waiting for a car sent by the hospital that requested his briefing session.
Youre now Koreas signature doctor. Do it well.
Suhyuk smiled awkwardly at Hans encouraging words.
Soon a black sedan arrived.
Getting out of the car, a middle-aged man held out his hand to him.
h.e.l.lo, my na is lson, working at the neurosurgery departnt. Thanks for your precious ti.
Then Suhyuk said goodbye to Han, See you, sir.
Lets go now, said lson.
He opened the door for him, and Suhyuk got in.
While lson was driving, Suhyuk made a firm determination to tell his audience about the outco of his research on stem cell completely, without holding anything back.
He already asked for consent from William, who gladly okayed it.
Though both of them produced the outco, it was rather difficult for William to explain it.
For it was Suhyuk who completed the research at the end of the day.
Above all, William had his na and Suhyuk registered in the dical world with respect to the stem cell research in question.
They could both angle for the n.o.bel prize with due recognition.
Though of course, Suhyuk did not even dream of it.
The sedan soon arrived at the destination. It was a big hospital, widely known, but not famous enough to be compared with St. Hopkins Hospital.
Suhyuk, lets go in.
Escorted by lson, Suhyuk went in.
Even at the entrance of the lobby there were many people already that recognized him.
So of the patients cast dubious eyes at him, but the dical staff correctly recognized who he was.
The conference room was on the 5th floor.
Suhyuk walked up to the podium, looking around.
There were many dical staff in white gowns.
Suhyuk lightly tapped the microphone before him and opened his mouth,
h.e.l.lo, my na is Lee Suhyuk.
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