Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 209



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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 209

At that moment, Daeho’s hand cut off the upper part of the aorta that was narrowed by the tumor.

All right.

“Cutting.”

“What the FXXX.”

“senior!”

When Daeho shouted, Do-un Jong quickly came to his senses.

Looking again, the hemostatic forceps were firmly engaged with the upper part of the aorta where Daeho had cut it.

when?

It was a precautionary measure that even Do-Woon Jong, who was concentrating on the surgery, did not notice.

“Why, what… what!”

“How long are you going to keep cutting it!”

“No, no. Hemostat, sterile and curved, and suction!”

Do-Woon Jong quickly called for surgical tools and started cleaning up the bleeding.

Crunch crunch.

Next, we quickly began securing the inferior aorta.

But there was something strange.

It’s the aorta.

It was the most important blood vessel in the human body.

I cut it off without making a sound, but there was little change in vitals.

-Beep beep, beep beep.

The ear of the person who had blocked the blood flow in the lower aorta twitched.

“Why are you so quiet, anesthesiologist? Director Kim!”

At that call, Kim Jong-hoon leisurely turned around and asked.

“Yes, senior.”

“Nerani, I just cut your aorta. Why are you so indifferent?”

“That’s right. Mr. Richard, you are truly amazing.”

“You’re saying that now… Huh?”

Do-Woon Jong checked the surgical site and was surprised once again.

Clearly the aorta was severed.

But then a thick catheter was seen next to it.

I followed the gaze up and down.

Do-Woon Jong, who soon realized the situation, shook his eyes greatly.

“this……”

Swish swish.

The catheter was threaded up and down the aorta out of sight.

To put it simply, there was an artificial pipe to transport blood in place of the severed aorta.

‘When did you do this?’

The tiger’s movements ahead were not meaningless.

It seems like they had prepared for this moment.

I didn’t even notice how fast the tiger’s hands were.

The field of vision through which the surgery was performed was also wide.

Do-Woon Jong, who had no idea about that, was in a state of confusion.

At that time, Daeho said to Dowoonjong.

“This is a bypass application.”

“what?”

“It’s an application of the CABG (coronary artery bypass grafting) technique.”

“omg.”

Do-Woon Jong understood only after hearing the explanation.

In neurosurgery, this type of bypass technique was extremely rare.

To be honest, it was hard to even imagine what a thoracic surgical technique would be like.

The bewildered expression lasted only a moment.

A deep smile appeared on Do-Woon-Jong’s lips, which were covered by a mask.

This is it.

That’s why he called himself a tiger.

This is an applied surgical technique that would never have been thought of if the surgery had been approached only from a neurosurgical perspective.

It was a moment when Daeho’s unique history shone.

That’s why Do-Woon Jong’s confidence in his decision grew.

“As expected of Richard!”

“Senior, the vena cava is also done in the same way!”

“Okay. Just spill the sauce and keep running!”

“Can you chase after me?”

Although Daeho asked provocatively, Dowoonjong did not receive any blows.

“We came from the same hospital. I can do that too!”

“Then I’ll go.”

“Run!”

“Yes! We are performing vena cava bypass.”

Tea ceremony.

The declared tiger continued the surgery on the vena cava using the same method.

Park Young-joo, who was assisting such a tiger, was completely out of his mind.

‘You suddenly asked for a catheter, and now you’re saying bypass surgery? This is neurosurgery!’

If I hadn’t been in surgery, I might have spoken out loud.

It was a series of surgical techniques that broke conventional wisdom.

I even began to doubt whether it really came from the historic hospital called Johns Hopkins.

There was one silver lining.

The part about her being a nurse.

That doesn’t mean I’m not responsible for this radical surgery.

‘I just need to assist faithfully.’

It was a mumbling of the intention to be faithful to one’s duty.

If you think about it more deeply?

I thought I was the only one who would be confused.

But Daeho’s radical surgical method was effective.

Blood loss was significantly reduced through bypass of the aorta and vena cava.

Additionally, the area of ​​focus is narrowed, as there is no need to worry about important blood vessels.

In addition, it reduced the meaningless time that would otherwise occur while forcibly separating tumors and constricted blood vessels.

This was the most difficult and riskiest part.

Do-un Jong was amazed when it was resolved right away.

“What? We’ve come this far already?”

“senior.”

“It definitely paid off when you looked at the reference material with all your might. It really kills my ability to apply it, man.”

“There’s still a long way to go, keep going!”

Daeho left the compliments behind and picked up the pace again.

Tea ceremony.

The touch was still swift.

He moved aggressively, as if he had no future.

Jjigeuk, jjik.

The sound of his wrists and elbows cracking rang vividly in Daeho’s ears.

But the tiger did not stop.

‘Not yet, not yet!’

Can’t stop.

The surgery to separate the tumor and spinal cord was by no means easy.

There is no tomorrow.

There is only today, this moment.

That was Daeho’s determination to push for this surgery.

What if you don’t have that kind of determination?

It was a surgery that was worse than not touching it at all.

“Tsaaaap!”

Let’s go!

A determined exclamation burst from Daeho’s mouth.

In proportion to that, the movements of both hands became more intense.

The subsequent surgery on the tiger was anything but elegant.

It was fierce and brutal.

“Hot, hot, hot!”

This passion and enthusiasm.

This desperation and urgency.

Even a sense of duty to temporarily entrust someone’s precious life to me.

Daeho’s eyes and hands, focused on the surgery, contained all of it.

Just looking at this made my blood boil.

In particular, Do-Woon Jong felt both thrill and joy at the same time.

“This was it. Richard and the surgery, this uniqueness is why I like you. You monster junior.”

“senior!”

“I’m on my way. I’m almost there. No, I’m running too!”

Sasak, tea ceremony!

Do-Woon Jong shouted solemnly and increased his speed.

The movement was not much different from that of a tiger.

It’s not for nothing that I keep mentioning ‘ace’.

It felt like my passion from my residency days had been completely reawakened.

In fact, as the director of a large private hospital, I lived with many burdens.

But for this moment, I threw away all my interests.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

“Tsasha. I’m Christian!”

He was pouring his pure passion into this surgery, focusing only on the surgery and looking only at the patient.

That was when the bell that helped him was burning.

Nurses Park Young-joo and Lee Hyo-jeong were quite surprised.

“The director, who is so cool in the operating room, seems like a completely different person.”

“But that’s cool. No, this is not the time!”

“Let’s move too. We can’t be left behind!”

“Of course. We also say that passion is the tax rate for medical school!”

The nurses took up their positions in the operating room with their eyes wide open.

Handing over surgical instruments to doctors was a basic of the basics.

Okay, okay.

“Mosquito, Kelly, Edna, Shadle here!”

“The requested bone curette, elevator, bone holding, and alligator!”

That wasn’t the end of the surgical nurse’s duties.

There were times when we had to actively intervene in the surgery.

“I’ll spray saline solution. Add gauze and liquid hemostatic agent.”

“The suction is on. I’ll hold the elevator.”

He was more active than ever in areas that indirectly affected the surgery.

There was no rest.

I just kept running like a train without brakes.

The end point would have been the end of the surgery.

Until then, I had no intention of stopping.

The operating room was so heated that it seemed as if it was on fire.

But there was one person who was cool-headed.

It was Director Kim Jong-hoon of the anesthesia department.

An anesthesiologist should never be swept away by the atmosphere of the operating room.

Because I was managing the patient’s heart and breathing, I had to be colder and more composed than anyone else.

“Add magnesium, increase oxygen a bit, add two transfusion packs……”

Chuck, chuck, chuck.

So I was fighting a lonely battle alone in front of the general anesthesia machine.

How much time has passed?

No, I didn’t have time to look back on the time that had passed.

I didn’t even feel the damp sweat.

Such trivial details were not important now.

This is because another obstacle has appeared before everyone’s eyes again.

It was the spinal cord, the tumor, and the nerves.

These need to be separated into separate parts.

That was the culmination point of this surgery.

But I couldn’t help but let out a bitter cry as soon as I saw it.

“It’s so clingy.”

“What I’m saying is, no matter how you look at the estimates, it seems like partial loss of nerves and spinal cord is unavoidable.”

“If I can do this perfectly, I will be a writer on the level of Dr. James.”

Do-Woon Jong looked at Dae-Ho’s words in disbelief.

“Of course. How could a young rascal bring up Dr. James, the ‘heart of NGOs’?”

“That’s why.”

“Putting aside the profanity, phew. So, Mr. Jipdo, what are you going to do? Are you going to push through?”

Do-Woon Jong asked somewhat seriously.

He seemed unaware of the relationship between Tiger and James.

No, like the other young doctors at Johns Hopkins, I had no idea who Daeho was.

The tiger was just a metaphor, and it wasn’t something I brought up with the intention of revealing.

So naturally the topic shifted to surgery.

“We have to push through.”

“So, are you going to proceed as we ultimately discussed?”

“Yes. I think we will need to proceed with precision surgery.”

“then?”

Do-Woon Jong raised his eyebrows significantly and asked meaningfully.

Daeho nodded his head as if to support his guess.

“Senior, please focus only on isolating the spinal nerve. In particular, please minimize damage to the spinal nerve root.”

“You want me to worry about the spinal cord? That’s my specialty.”

“I know that too. That’s why I left that part to you, senior.”

When Daeho lifted him up, Dounjong’s nose went up slightly.

“Neurosurgery Ace……”

“Now, please stop talking like that.”

“Ahem. This rascal.”

“I’ll just focus on the tumor and the spinal cord dissection. Phew.”

After finishing cleaning up, Daeho took a deep breath.

It was about re-energizing one’s mind before the final battle.

It was the same for Do-un Jong.

But even in the midst of all that, he took care of the nurses.

“Nurse Park, Nurse Lee. From now on, the affected area is narrow, so we will operate on each one separately.”

“Yes. I remember what you said during the surgical meeting.”

“I would like to ask you two to assist flexibly as needed.”

“I can do it.”

Kuk.

The nurses frowned and expressed their determination.

Daeho, who was watching, drew a thin smile behind his mask.

‘As expected from Senior Chris.’

Even at this moment when he was extremely sensitive, it was nice to see him taking care of those around him.

Daeho also learned from his example.

So he was a senior I respected.