Hua Tuo Becomes a Surgeon

Chapter 3

Bang, bang. Bang, bang...

“Hey! Anchovy. Open the door, I know you’re in there! Open it now!”

Hwabu, who had been mimicking the doctor’s movements in the video, frowned at the sudden commotion.

“Is it that Kim Hyungsun who called earlier?”

He pondered for a moment on what to do.

Originally, there was no need for him to react since the owner of this body was already dead.

‘Huh? Hold on! But it feels like a considerable amount of time has passed, so why hasn’t the possession ended?’

He looked at the clock and saw that more than four hours had passed since he was possessed.

‘Can possession last this long?’

Doubts began to creep in.

No, in fact, doubts had started the moment he realized that the blood was circulating through his body and that his organs were functioning just like those of a living person.

‘Is it not possession? Then what is it? After thousands of years, another soul has inhabited someone else’s body...’

Reincarnation? Transmigration? Summoning? Possession? Afterlife?

Whatever it was, it was hard to define, but for some reason, he didn’t feel like he was about to die anytime soon.

Bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang...

As the knocking on the door grew louder and Kim Hyungsun’s voice became more urgent, Hwabu sighed and opened the door.

‘I don’t know when I’m going to die, but let’s stop the noise for now.’

As soon as he opened the door, Kim Hyungsun barged in and grabbed him by the collar.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! After your on-call duty...”

Pak.

In an instant, Hwabu’s fist reflexively struck Kim Hyungsun’s jaw. Having lived through an era of war where blood had never dried up, his body automatically reacted the moment he was attacked.

“Ugh!”

Kim Hyungsun staggered, seemingly shocked, swaying and nearly falling forward. If Hwabu had not caught him, he would fallen face first to the floor.

“Hmm, did I react a bit too harshly? But then again, it felt like there wasn’t much to lose.”

Hwabu, who had absorbed Lee Minho’s memories, belatedly realized that the punch he had just thrown without thinking was a level of violence that might be unacceptable for the people in this era.

‘It’s just a mild concussion, so it’s not too much to worry about......’

“Uuugh!”

Kim Hyungsun, who had sat down for a moment, grimaced and, realizing that he had been punched by Lee Minho, abruptly stood up.

“Son of a...! Did you just hit me?”

Kim Hyungsun immediately swung his fist, but Hwabu dodged it effortlessly and struck his jaw once again.

Pak.

“Keuk!”

Kim Hyungsun staggered back after being hit to the jaw, and quickly got up, but lost his balance and fell back down.

“Haa! My hand keeps going reflexively.”

This time, he didn’t support Kim Hyungsun.

***

‘Fuck, I can’t believe I got beaten by this anchovy bastard!’

After a while, Kim Hyungsun came to his senses and rubbed his jaw with tears in his eyes. Part of him wanted to rush in and smash Lee Minho’s face right away, but he hesitated because he thought he might get beaten up again.

“I reflexively hit you without thinking. I’m sorry.”

“......”

“But what brings you here?”

Hwabu asked with a slightly apologetic expression as Kim Hyungsun glared at him while wiping his tears.

In fact, he already had a clue about the reason he came.

Nevertheless, he asked anyway because it wasn’t his decision to make.

‘I’m not the owner of this body... I don’t know when the possession will end.’

Seeing no signs of it ending anytime soon, he thought it might continue for a while.

When Kim Hyungsun entered a convenience store on the way to the hospital, Hwabu followed suit.

Ignoring Hwabu, Kim Hyungsun picked up two triangular kimbaps and a drink from the display shelf.

“Is that triangular kimbap?”

“Of course it’s triangle kimbap, what else could it be? Square kimbap?”

‘I wonder what it tastes like.’

Hwabu was curious about the taste, so he grabbed ten triangular kimbaps of different kinds and five different drinks.

Looking at Lee Minho’s hands full of kimbaps and drinks, Kim Hyungsun’s eyes widened.

“Why are you buying so much?”

“I’m curious about the taste of these... Ah! No, I haven’t eaten yet.”

Hwabu quickly changed his words, realizing that he needed to imitate Lee Minho.

“What have you been doing without eating?”

“I got distracted watching surgical videos.”

“Even if you’re watching videos, you have to eat. It’s Friday, so you might not even be able to eat dinner.”

“You can’t eat dinner on Friday? Why?”

“Friday is the day when the most severe trauma patients come in! You’ve been on CS (cardiothoracic surgery) for almost a month now and you haven’t even figured out the routine?”

“Ah! That’s right. Ahem, that’s why I’m going to eat a lot beforehand.”

“But can you run around after eating all that?”

“I can definitely do it.”

“......”

Kim Hyungsun tilted his head and asked.

“But why are you talking like that?”

“My way of speaking? What’s wrong with it...?”

Hwabu quickly recalled his memories and realized that he was using an awkward way of speaking in this era.

“Haha! I guess I watched too many historical dramas.”

Kim Hyungsun shook his head and put the kimbaps and drinks on the cashier’s counter.

Hwabu quickly followed suit.

“Are you going to pay together?”

“No. Please ring them up separately.”

While Kim Hyungsun took out his card from his wallet and handed it over, Hwabu, who was behind him, hurriedly searched his own pockets.

Suddenly, Hwabu’s face changed to bewid.

“Oh! I didn’t bring my wallet?”

It only then occurred to him that he had only taken his phone, which was on the bed, when he changed clothes.

“What? No wallet?”

“U-uh. Sorry, but can you pay for mine too?”

“Damn, you’re so annoying. Sir, just ring them up together.”

“Yes.”

Hwabu felt slightly embarrassed when Kim Hyungsun paid for his meal as well.

“Thank you. I’ll eat well.”

“It’s not a treat, so pay me back later.”

“Got it.”

Kim Hyungsun went to the area with small tables and chairs in the convenience store and started eating the kimbap, Hwabu followed him and, copying what he did, unwrapped the plastic from the kimbap and started tasting them one by one.

‘Hehe, the ramen was amazing, but triangular kimbap is also fantastic! How much research did people in this era do to be able to create such flavors?’

While eating the triangular kimbap, he glanced over the display shelf and saw a lot of other things to eat.

‘I wonder what those taste like.’

He wanted to buy them all and try them immediately, but unfortunately, his wallet was not with him.

If the possession lasted a bit longer, Hwabu thought about coming back with his wallet later and trying all of those foods.