I Became the Oriental Doctor for Divine Beasts - Chapter 82

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The Korean Medicine Doctor for the Divine Beasts
#82
“……Yes.”
I nodded lightly.
“So it’s come to this. Goodbye.”
Even back in university, O Ro-ji and I had never been particularly close.
Our temperaments were simply too different from the start.
O Ro-ji was always at the center of things. With her striking looks and confident personality, she commanded attention wherever she went.
I, by contrast, was the quiet type—the sort who simply did my work and stayed out of the way.
‘Still, I didn’t particularly dislike her…….’
But then.
After hearing about Yoon Se-rin, things shifted somewhat.
Once I learned that O Ro-ji had pushed ahead with treatment even as the patient’s body sent clear warning signals, I found myself unable to regard her with the same ease as before.
“So this is your first broadcast, isn’t it?”
O Ro-ji looked me over appraisingly from head to toe.
“Must be nerve-wracking?”
“A little, I guess.”
I answered honestly with a nod.
At that, something like the faintest flicker of satisfaction crossed her eyes.
“I’ve come to the Broadcast Station often following my father around, so I know this much—broadcast work is completely different from a medical office.”
O Ro-ji continued, twirling a strand of her hair around one finger.
“Once the cameras roll, things get much more hectic than you’d expect. And if you make even one slip of the tongue, it spreads all over the internet.”
Then she glanced at me sidelong.
“Being a first-timer, it might be pretty tough. Hang in there.”
“Right. Thanks.”
I was trying to move past it when O Ro-ji suddenly broke into a grin.
“But you—you gave up on diagnosing Yang Si-heon today and postponed it, didn’t you?”
“I didn’t give up.”
I corrected her at once.
“I suspended the diagnosis.”
“That seems like the same thing to me, but if that’s what you say.”
O Ro-ji shrugged, her mouth twisting into an oblique smile.
“I’ll just hope you manage to treat him today. What if you can’t treat him again in front of all these people?”
“…….”
I looked at her for a moment, then let out a short laugh.
“Are you actually worried about me? I appreciate that. Though it’s a rather pointless concern.”
“!”
At that, O Ro-ji caught her lower lip between her teeth.
That was when.
Other doctor panelists entering the Waiting Room spotted O Ro-ji and greeted her warmly.
“Oh? Director O! You’re Director O Hui’s daughter, aren’t you?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
O Ro-ji pivoted sharply toward them.
“Your father is really famous, you know. I saw him once at a conference, and the charisma was incredible.”
The atmosphere warmed instantly.
O Ro-ji accepted their greetings with her usual bright laughter, even pitching her voice a touch higher—deliberately making sure I heard.
“I’ve heard your name from my father too. It’s a pleasure to be filming together today.”
Just then, a middle-aged male doctor approached O Ro-ji with a familiar expression, offering his hand.
“Director O Ro-ji.”
His nameplate read “Orthopedic Surgeon Kim Tae-geun.”
Judging by his familiar face, he seemed to be a well-known doctor with extensive broadcast experience.
O Ro-ji’s face lit up with delight.
“Oh my, Professor Kim Tae-geun! It’s been so long. Last time was at my uncle’s clinic opening, wasn’t it?”
“That’s right.”
Kim Tae-geun nodded with a smile.
“Back then you were just a student, and now you’ve already opened your own practice and you’re on broadcasts too.”
“Time really does fly, doesn’t it?”
O Ro-ji covered her mouth with her hand and laughed demurely.
“My uncle talks about you all the time. You’re at the top of orthopedic surgery in Korea, after all.”
“Come on, now.”
Kim Tae-geun waved dismissively, though he didn’t look displeased.
“Your uncle is the real top when it comes to spinal surgery in Korea.”
The surrounding doctors reacted with admiration.
“Wow, so Director O—your father and your family really are a medical dynasty.”
“Haha, that’s why the pressure is so great. We can’t let the family name suffer.”
Yet beneath those words, O Ro-ji’s face bore unmistakable pride.
“…….”
Meanwhile, I lingered awkwardly in a corner.
No one paid me much attention.
‘Well, that makes sense.’
I was too young, had no broadcast experience, and lacked any flashy connections or standing in the medical world.
Then.
The Waiting Room door opened again and a staff member poked his head in.
“Ladies and gentlemen! We’re heading into Rehearsal now!”
The atmosphere grew busy once more.
Everyone stood, and I straightened my white coat one more time.
* * *
‘Wow…….’
I looked around.
The Studio was far larger than I’d imagined.
The ceiling was packed with brilliant white lights, and cameras were arrayed without number.
In the center sat the MC station.
Flanking it were seating sections for various specialist panels—internal medicine, orthopedic surgery, psychiatry, dermatology, and so on.
And then there were two special panelist seats for Korean Medicine Doctors today.
Finally, at the very front, sat the guest section.
That was where today’s celebrity guest, Yang Si-heon, would be seated.
‘So this is what a broadcast Studio looks like.’
While staff members rushed about frantically.
The two celebrity MCs were already clustered together chatting with O Ro-ji.
“Oh my, Director O! You look absolutely stunning today. You have that on-camera presence.”
O Ro-ji, wearing her characteristic social smile, slipped naturally into their circle.
“Oh no, this is my first time doing a broadcast, so I’m really nervous. Please take care of me.”
“What are you talking about? You look like a total celebrity.”
The male MC spoke playfully.
“I mean, you’re the daughter of O Hui Korean Medicine Hospital—that’s the elite silver spoon track, isn’t it? Honestly, I’m jealous.”
“It just puts more pressure on me.”
O Ro-ji laughed and fielded his comment smoothly.
Just then, PD Kang Tae-uk approached O Ro-ji and greeted her warmly.
“Director O, we’re really counting on you today. I’d love to have your father on later too. A father-daughter special like that would be fantastic, don’t you think?”
O Ro-ji’s mouth curved into an elegant smile.
“Father is terribly busy, so I’m not sure, but I’ll ask him for you.”
“Much appreciated.”
The atmosphere seemed excellent.
By contrast, I stood awkwardly to one side, drawing no attention whatsoever.
“Director Go.”
A voice called me from behind.
I turned to find Yoon Se-rin the writer.
She was dressed like a broadcast professional today in a shirt and slacks, and her complexion looked much better than before.
The weary expression that had been settling so heavily had lightened considerably.
“How are you feeling, Writer Yoon? Any better?”
“Yes, thanks to you, Director.”
Yoon Se-rin gave a short laugh.
She led me naturally to one side of the Studio.
“Let me briefly run through the format for you.”
Yoon Se-rin flipped through her cue sheets and spoke steadily.
“First, we’ll run the guest’s daily life Video Clip, and then Director O Ro-ji’s treatment Video Clip will be shown first.”
“I see.”
“And then the sequence will be Director Go treating the guest live on stage.”
She looked at me for a moment.
Yoon Se-rin let out something like a small sigh.
“To be honest…….”
Her voice dropped slightly.
“The production team is basically setting up a direct comparison between you two. Already, the PD, the main writers, and the MCs are leaning toward Director O Ro-ji.”
“…….”
“You were trending online, that’s true, but I think it could die down just as quickly.”
Yoon Se-rin’s expression grew dark.
“I’m sorry. I recommended you without realizing this would happen. The PD is basically obsessed with ratings now…….”
“It’s fine. I came knowing that already.”
I laughed shortly and spoke calmly.
“Besides, I’m confident I won’t be overshadowed by O Ro-ji.”
“……Director.”
Yoon Se-rin’s eyes wavered.
Her expression mingled worry with regret.
I laughed lightly and changed the subject.
“But writer—how do you objectively compare treatment skills? Medicine isn’t like a math problem with one clear answer, after all.”
“Ah, that’s why we have Diagnostic Equipment here.”
Yoon Se-rin explained immediately.
“We’ll conduct a Heart Rate Variability Test and an Electromyography Test before and after treatment. We want to show the changes in autonomic nervous function and muscle tension readings.”
“Ah…….”
I nodded. It was far more substantive than I’d expected.
Something occurred to me then, and I asked.
“But didn’t Director O Ro-ji seem surprised? Didn’t she recognize you as a patient who came to her clinic?”
Yoon Se-rin let out a wry smile.
“She doesn’t know yet. I made sure to tell them I’m handling Director Go. Director O Ro-ji got assigned to another writer.”
She shrugged.
“Honestly, I thought it’d be awkward. I didn’t see any need for us to face each other here.”
That made sense.
In a busy place like this, it would be hard to recognize every single staff member’s face.
If Yoon Se-rin was deliberate about avoiding her, O Ro-ji could very well not recognize her.
Then.
“Alright, once the guest arrives, we’ll start recording!”
A staff member’s voice rang through the Studio.

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