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At Suhyuks voice, the senior smiled and opened his mouth.

I will no more take any questions.

Then he turned on the beam projector. The white screen was full of the skull and its corresponding denominations.

Whats all that?

The faces of the students began to stain with despair.

At a glance, the number of the dical terms were over a hundred.

They look like alien and Arabic words. Even more shocking was the seniors instruction: Ill give you two minutes, and youll take the test in two minutes, and today its about the skull. If you cannot morize them, you wont have any sleep tonight.

Oh, the study ti is too short! Please give us more, please?

At their urging, the senior added, Okay, let give you two and a half minutes.

Ticking.

The mont the second hand of the clock pointed to 12 oclock, the senior opened his mouth again, Start!

The students started to concentrate intensely.

So of them were muttering, and others morizing from their notes. The senior folded his arms, looking at the juniors studying for the test with a satisfactory expression. An old mory passed through his mind. He went through the sa gruelling period when he had to morize all that stuff.

At that mont Suhyuk raised his hand, asking the senior, Sir

Did I give them too much ti? There is no ti to ask

With a slight smile, the senior said, Okay, what is it?

Suhyuk replied cautiously, I already morized them in high school

In fact, he had not morized them, but known them for a long ti.

The seniors eyes beca wider, but soon went back to normal.

At the end of the day, this was the kid who got the dia lilight since his high school days and was admitted to this dical college with full scholarship.

The senior felt it was possible Suhyuk had known the nas, because the test is just about skull.

As if he appreciated Suhyuks words, the senior ca to him and presented a piece of A4 paper.

You morize this

Suhyuk confird what it was. A human body was drawn on it with countless nas. Actually the number of bones in an adult man is 206. Moreover, the nas of the neural system, muscles and blood vessels were also written down. How many nas were on the paper in total? Well over one thousand.

When Suhyuk was looking over the A4 paper sheet, the senior student walked back.

Sir.

Suhyuks voice caught his footstep, and he turned to Suhyuk again.

I know them already, too

He narrowed his eyes. With the paper upside down, he was scratching his head.

He knew everything on it. When his expectancy disappeared in a flash, Suhyuk found emptiness coming up in his heart. There was nothing new on the test.

Really?

The senior then gave Suhyuk a pen.

Let give you 5 minutes for this test.

With a perplexed look, he said cautiously, because it was not sothing he could write down in five minutes.

Sir, is it okay for to answer verbally instead of writing down the nas?

With his arms folded, the senior nodded his head.

It was right to do an oral test for this kind of thing. Can he pour out many terms at once?

Okay, lets start from the skull to the toe

Fibula, frontal bone, stellate orbital surface, orbital surface, bony, frontal projection, orbital orbital surface, temporal projection

Wearing a hollow face, he looked at Suhyuk reciting the nas, and shook his head as if he were sick and tired of him. Nas that he already forgot or did not think about were coming out of his lips. There were about 20 seconds left.

Tarsals, tatarsals, Phalanges

The classroom was quiet. Everyones eyes were focused on Suhyuk, their mouth wide open, and then the senior burst into a laughter, Hahaha!

His laughter quickly stopped.

What are you doing? Just go ho now before you cant take the bus.

Only ?

He gently smiled and nodded his head.

Yeah, you know it all. You do not have to stay here.

Suhyuk, rising from the seat, made an uneasy face because he had to leave alone.

When he was hesitating, the senior opened his mouth again,

What are you doing? I can tell them know-how when even one student is done and goes ho like you.

That made sense.

When he tried to get out of the classroom, soone suddenly grabbed his hand.

It was Choi Suryon.

She pointed at herself with her fingers and kept muttering to him to save her.

Choi Suryun, she was surprised at the seniors calling her.

Yes, yes.

Did you morize everything?

Well Ti is too short

Two minutes and thirty seconds passed.

The beam projector was turned off and the senior handed down pieces of A4 paper to the juniors.

Test ti is 3 minutes. I will give 10 minutes rest for those who get perfect scores. 2 minutes 30 seconds for the others. Start!

Those looking at Suhyuk enviously quickly held pens to write down the nas.

Goodbye to a warm place said Choi.

Parting with her, Suhyuk, went out of the classroom bitterly.

The senior whispered to himself, looking at his back, Hes just great

Hes never seen a student who mastered osteology while taking preparatory courses. Not only he but also his professors.

The word osteology was so infamous that it made the students rage with anger.

What kind of doctor will he beco? he muttered.

There was nothing like jealousy in his murmuring as he looked at the door through which he left. He just had so sort of respect for him as a fellow traveller walking the sa path.

Turning his head back to his juniors, he laughed gently, saying, One minute left.

The season changed the clothes of the world a few tis.

It was the sa for Suhyuk.

He beca a first-year student in regular courses, and was walking in the hallway.

Then, Choi Suryun, running from behind, ran toward him as if she wanted to take his arms.

Hah, hah.

Suhyuk shook his head at the sound of her wild panting.

Oops, looks like youre breathing your last. Walk slowly.

Oh, huh, you know that? We are supposed to practice on a cadaver a week later.

When Suhyuk nodded indifferently, she made an expression as if to cry.

What should I do? I can not I can not!

She was already familiar with the picture of cadaver practice because she heard about it from the seniors.

A cadaver without a leg, or with its neck twisted back. There was also a cadaver, with muscles and tendons revealed here and there after it was dissected. They were not different from us during their lifeti. Now cos the dissecting practice. Just a simple imagination of it made her tremble.

I really cannot do that.

Suhyuk answered briefly, You have to.

Dont you feel scared at all?

Suhyuk walked with a smile at her words.

Of course he did not feel indifferent to it. He was a little nervous. In his dreams he did it countless tis. But it is the first ti he has to do it after he woke up.

It was a lie if he did not get nervous. Suhyuk blew away his tension with a short breath.

He determined though, that he would get everything he could learn during cadaver practice to et the wishes of the deceased who made a difficult decision in life.

First-year students attending regular dical courses moved to the outskirts of the school.

The morial place was located outside the practice building, with a monunt. The monunt was offered by the bereaved to honor the deceased who donated their bodies. The monunt did not contain a single na. Instead, seven portraits were hung on it.

Suhyuk looked at the faces in the photo one by one. And he muttered in his heart.

Thank you, thank you.

Silence.

The politely dressed students closed their eyes and bowed their heads at the teaching assistants word.

They could not be more quieter and holier. So female students were seen shedding tears.

What kind of words were they conveying to the deceased? After that ceremony that did not last long, the students moved back to hear the lecture.

***

The students who turned pale barely moved to the practice place.

Among the crowd was Suhyuk wearing a white gown.

What are you doing? Co in!

The teaching assistant pressed them.

The students who lingered in front of the door started to go inside.

Seven wooden lids placed on the practice bench.

This is unit 1, that is unit 2

According to the assistants instruction, the students who have ford their own units moved to their designated practice bench.

It is the place where the deceased is located. Lay down the lid cautiously. Do it.

The practice room was quiet. They got so anxious. The wooden lid was lowered. The cadaver was illuminated over vinyl covering it. Have they ever seen a body like this before?

There were yellow subcutaneous fats on the skin that popped all over the place.

The practitioners who closed their mouth trembled with panic and fear.

The girls had already started shedding tears, and the boys beca hardened like stone statues.

Wheck!

It was not uncommon for them to retch. They stepped back before they knew it.

Get close!

At the cold voice of the assistant, the students, with closed eyes, approached the practice bench.

Why are you crying in front of the noble resolve of the deceased?

He again pressed them.

The crying guys will get expelled from the room.

The atmosphere of the room was heavy.

So much so that they could not hear even ants moving.

The fragrance of formaldehyde from the cadaver made them sick and it pierced their eyes.

Cut the vinyl with the scissors next to it.

Everyone hesitated. But before long, so courageous students began to cut the vinyl.

Then, the sll of formalin, which drifted silently, beca clear.

Good luck? They finished the cutting of the vinyl of the cadaver. With everybody shivering, Suhyuk stepped up and removed the vinyl calmly.

It was a figure of an old man who seed to be kind.

Without any clue how he died, his face was a little distorted.

By the ti everyone was arranging the vinyl on one side, the professor ca in.

Looking at the students, he opened his mouth,

In front of the cadaver, doing your best is a courtesy and a sign of respect.

Everyone nodded. They looked like they were pulling themselves.

The practice that we are doing now is the basis of the basics, and the blood and flesh from this cadaver will be the blood and flesh for you to be a doctor.

Suhyuk belonged to unit 7, and even though they firmly refreshed their determination, no one ca up to grab the scalpel. The unit mbers all looked at Suhyuk. With a bitter laugh, Suhyuk took the scalpel and closed his eyes briefly.

Grandpa. thank you for giving us the chance to learn.

Opening his eyes, he moved the scalpel up to the forearms of the cadaver.

As soon as the scalpel was applied to the skin, it was opened up slightly. It passed through the dermis and cut off the subcutaneous fat. The yellow fat clenched the muscles ssily.

Then he removed the delts calmly. Then he handed the scalpel to the other student next to him.

He was handed the scalpel with a trembling hand.

You can do it, you have to.

At Suhyuks encouragent, he nodded, swallowing dried saliva on his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the practice was going well.

Not only the boys who hesitated, but also the girls who were tearful regained their composure and cut the skin.

Suhyuk, watching his unit mbers, unconsciously examined the whole body of the cadaver.

Then one area attracted his attention. A string mark on the neck was clear. Suicide?

Though he ended his life regrettably, his bereaved family donated his body according to his will, said the assistant, passing by.

Suhyuk nodded his head.

Well resu after 10 minutes break, said the professor.

The students flocked to the bathroom as soon as he said that, and so did Suhyuk.

At that mont, he made a frown when he was getting out of the door.

He slt alcohol from soone out there.

The guy who was freaking out that he could not practice in a sober condition finally had a drink.

He wondered how he got in here without being caught by the assistant.

The break ti passed quickly. Originally, it took one or two weeks to dissect, but because of the internal situation of the school, they had to finish all the dissection practice in eight hours.

So they have to co back again in less than a month. Shaking their heads, they went back to the cadaver.

This ti, Suhyuk was the first to take a scalpel. At his unhindered movent, his unit mbers were just astonished. Given the dissecting speed, it looked like they were able to see everything from the origin of muscles to the insertion. He clearly showed not only the blood vessels but also the tendons to the unit mbers, which he cut off clearly. The boys muttered with a blank expression,

Hes different

He looked like he was born to be a doctor.

The girls listened to Suhyuks explanation while taking a glance at the cadaver.

The assistant walking around was astonished at him, who had been demonstrating on his own why he was famous.

Damn it! You guys are chopping the muscles shouted the assistant, rushing toward the Unit 2 mbers.

The ti was already approaching 6 PM.

Now the weary students looked at the cadavers with indifferent eyes.

What remained for them was to look into the organs.

The professor said, The organs can be extracted but should be kept as original as possible.

Suhyuk naturally raised his hand on cadavers belly, and when he stopped his hand, he moved the scalpel without hesitation.

A thin peritoneal mbrane encircling the organs was revealed.

A very delicate technique.

Other boys would have split it with the skin, however, there was no way they could know about it.

This is the peritoneum, said Suhyuk.

Did they listen to him? They were anxious, swallowing dry saliva, looking at the organs behind it.

Suhyuk was forced to move the scalpel again. The internal organs were evident when the peritoneum was dissected.

I think that swelling will happen

The thorax was swollen as a whole.

Then Suhyuk lifted the ribs. The organs seed to stick together with a sticky mucus.

The unit mbers barely pulled themselves through, though they felt like passing out.

Unlike them, Suhyuk was casting his gaze at the cadaver here and there.

The organs looked different from normal ones.

What the heck is this

The swollen lung covered almost all the chest as if it was full of water.

Besides, it covered even the stomach and duodenum.

Suhyuk lifted up his head. His gaze was fixed at the neck of the cadaver with a clear line mark.

Suhyuks eyes fell down coldly.

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