Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 221



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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 221

That was when the white gauze gradually filled my lungs.

Daeho added one more thing to it.

“Nurse, put the disinfectant in a syringe!”

“A syringe? Five seconds, that’s it. Here!”

“Okay, I’ll sprinkle it!”

Sizzle.

As the tiger injected the disinfectant in the syringe, the white gauze turned dark brown.

Wang Jae-seong seemed to have noticed Dae-ho’s thoughts as soon as he saw him.

“Disinfectant? Yes. Infection prevention!”

“If it gets to the point of sepsis, there’s really no answer.”

“That goes without saying.”

“Then, Mr. Wang. Please keep watching until the bleeding has stopped completely, and please clean up the surrounding area.”

Wang Jae-seong paused and looked at Dae-ho’s continued speech.

“Is this how it ends?”

“Until the bleeding stops.”

“Then we should wait together. Where are you going in this situation?”

“The house next door. The situation there is beyond repair.”

Glance.

Daeho glanced sideways.

The abdomen was within reach, but Wang Jae-seong was so absorbed in it that he didn’t notice.

We looked sideways together and were startled.

“Huh!”

He was amazing.

The abdomen was literally at war.

Professor Kim Cheol-yong’s eyebrows were furrowed and he was moving his hands roughly.

“Mr. Park, go a little further in!”

“Yes, Professor. The dregs have penetrated too deeply. I will remove them.”

“Residents, be careful not to stop the transfusion!”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Professor!”

“Nurses, please pour the saline solution as soon as it is ready.”

“All right.”

Chuck chuck.

Everyone was obsessed with removing the impurities that had filled their abdomens.

It was also aimed at preventing sepsis.

In emergency surgery where strict hygiene is required, it was not an option but a necessity.

However, because we were only focused on that side, we were not able to approach the fundamental problem of the abdomen.

It was bleeding.

The amount of bleeding is incomparable to that of the chest.

He was holding on thanks to the simultaneous blood transfusions of Yoo Gwang-gu and Seo Ju-ran.

“Ugh!”

“Hot, hot, haat!”

Tight, tight, tight.

The blood transfusion and the fluid were mixed together and were flowing into the blood vessels.

Their role was by no means insignificant.

This was the driving force that allowed emergency surgeries to continue.

Bang Gyu-seong clearly stated that.

“Chief, Mr. Seo. Push it in well. Keep that tension up!”

“Yes, Mr. Bang!”

“There’s not much left. The bleeding in the chest is decreasing, and the abdominal bleeding will stop as soon as we take care of that. Just hold on a little longer!”

“Ts …

Tight, tight, tight.

Instead of answering, Yoo Gwang-gu and Seo Ju-ran burst out in cheers.

It was a desperate struggle to overcome the pain that was making my palms ache.

The situation in the abdomen was that complicated.

The tiger twisted its body towards its abdomen without further delay.

Ssuk.

That was all it took to move the surgical site from the chest to the abdomen.

The distance between the chest and the abdomen was only about a span.

Just moving that short distance changed the airflow.

It was urgent and pointed.

The day was sharp enough to stimulate my nerves.

“Huh, huff!”

“Saline solution, two packs ready. I’ll pour it!”

“Suck, this isn’t enough. Can’t you add one more?”

Buzz buzz buzz.

Everyone was shouting, urging, and raising their voices endlessly.

I didn’t feel any dizziness like I did in a market.

It was a sound of communication pouring out for one purpose: emergency treatment.

From professors to nurses.

Everyone was speaking with one voice.

Until recently, these people were each driven by greed.

But now things have changed.

They were equally greedy, but their directions were aligned.

That was the patient.

It was such a wonderful and beautiful sight.

Although it was still a bit rough around the edges, it also showed some shortcomings, such as not having a clear center.

But that was due to lack of experience.

It’s just a process to move forward.

The tiger was not swept away by their current.

This is the role of the general surgeon in this emergency surgery.

I had to firmly hold onto my center and calmly assess the flow.

With that gaze, he examined each and every one of the affected areas in detail.

There are two abdominal wounds in total.

One was in the middle of the abdomen, near the pubic area.

And another one is near the lower right abdomen.

It was the moment when I took in the details again.

Jiying.

Daeho was about to recall Andrew’s past gunshot incident.

It was that much of a trauma for Daeho.

But this time I didn’t give myself over to the flow of consciousness.

‘Huh!’

I opened my eyes wide and came to my senses.

It was also Daeho’s desperate attempt to avoid having Andrew undergo emergency surgery.

It’s not Andrew.

This is patient Han Soo-gil.

The past exists only in my head.

The emergency patient in front of me right now is this person.

Daeho tried to overcome himself by becoming more alert and focused.

But Daeho’s trauma was deeper than expected.

I couldn’t shake it off in an instant.

‘No. This won’t do!’

Daeho scolded himself inwardly and urged himself again.

The more this happened, the more difficult it was to reach out to the emergency patient.

I need to join the emergency response team right now.

His past was shackling him.

That was when.

Professor Kim Cheol-yong shouted.

“Don’t force the flow. Let it flow!”

It was clearly a cry for emergency treatment.

But those words rang like thunder in Daeho’s ears.

At that moment, it was like a solution.

‘I… was tying myself up. If so?’

Daeho’s complicated eyes suddenly found stability.

This is because the thinking has been completely reversed.

This patient is Andrew.

The patient named Han Soo-gil in front of you right now is Andrew from that day.

So are we going to get the same result again?

That can’t be.

Such a tragedy must never be repeated.

That’s why today, at this moment, I will turn the results of that day around.

That was the moment that turned my mind around.

Swish.

The invisible chains that had bound my entire body disappeared.

“……”

Click.

My fingers moved as I wanted.

The deep, deep trauma has faded a little.

It’s not completely gone.

That will depend on the results of Han Soo-gil’s emergency surgery.

Daeho got a feeling.

‘Okay, Andrew. For you, and for Eunbyeol.’

This emergency surgery adds one more reason to be successful.

That was the reason why Daeho could never fail.

Daeho looked at the wound again with eyes as wide as his resolve.

My vision feels clearer than before.

He examined the affected area with his bright eyes as if they were piercing.

Swish, swish.

‘The contamination came from a torn intestine, and bleeding from the stomach and liver is ongoing.’

I made a quick guess.

And the direction of emergency surgery was also clearly defined.

‘like that!’

At the same time, Daeho finished organizing the order and process of emergency treatment in his head.

I quickly gave my order to Nurse Lee Soo-yeon.

“Let’s start with the liver bleeding. Hemostatic forceps.”

“Here it is.”

“Please keep handing it out.”

“Don’t worry!”

Okay, okay.

Nurse Lee Soo-yeon quickly selected a hemostatic forceps and handed it over.

Daeho used forceps to stop any visible bleeding.

“Here, and here!”

Chuck, chuck.

While we were going on, Professor Kim Cheol-yong glanced at me and said.

“Richard, should we switch to hemostasis here too?”

“That would be good.”

“Then who will clean up the pollution?”

“We have the right people for that. Chief, Seo Joo-ran!”

As Daeho shouted, Yu Gwang-gu’s sharp retort was heard.

“You want us to come over there? Then who’s going to make the transfusion pack?”

There was someone whose ears opened reflexively to that sound.

“What? It’s me again!”

As expected, it was Park Young-jun.

Now that he had finally been promoted to the surgical department, he was filled with a sense of rebellion that he couldn’t be demoted again.

At that moment, Daeho looked at Park Youngjun while accepting the hemostatic forceps.

“I’m not a teacher.”

“Then who is it!”

“Interns!”

The tiger shouted and called out his name.

At that sound, Choi Seul-gi and Namgung Cheol, who were waiting breathlessly behind the operating table, stopped.

“Me, us?”

“Then who is here? Do you think I should teach you how to make a blood transfusion pack?”

It was at that time that Daeho asked back.

Seo Ju-ran provoked the interns with a voice more eerie than anyone else’s.

“You’re not saying you can’t do it, are you?”

“Oh, no. You can do it!”

“Then come quickly and take it. Why are you still standing there!”

“I’m going. I’ll go!”

Next.

The interns quickly dispersed, keeping an eye on things.

Participates in emergency surgery.

He seemed still dazed by the thought.

“Hey, I really want to participate……”

I couldn’t even finish my speech properly.

Yoo Gwang-gu said something sharp to them.

“Don’t think about it. Just do what you’re told. That’s all there is to it.”

“Senior Gwanggu. No, Chief.”

“Hurry up and grab the transfusion pack. And squeeze it. Squeeze it as much as you want to save this patient!”

“Yes, yes!”

Tight.

The interns quickly answered, trying to figure out how to pop the transfusion and IV packs.

At first, I only used force to harass the transfusion pack.

But as time passed, the interns’ eyes became more intense.

‘I, I am helping in emergency surgery!’

* * *

After a while.

Yoo Gwang-goo and Seo Ju-ran approached the operating table.

He was seen disinfecting his hands and wearing long surgical gloves.

Next!

“Professor, please give me my order.”

“Chief. Shouldn’t you ask the surgeon for his opinion during surgery?”

Professor Kim Cheol-yong shouted sharply.

This is a statement that emphasizes that this is a moment separate from the will or position.

Yoo Gwang-gu paused and looked at Dae-ho.

“So what do you and Mr. Seo have to do?”

“Mr. Park, get rid of the contamination. Be very thorough.”

“Okay, Mr. Park.”

When Yoo Gwang-gu called, Park Young-jun immediately gestured.

“Chief, scan the suction from here to here.”

“Yes. I’ve got the section. Let’s get started right away.”

“Mr. Seo, please wean the intestines at the right timing.”

“Okay, I’ll help you with straight forceps and a diver!”

Kkwark, kuk kuk.

Yoo Gwang-goo and Seo Ju-ran each held surgical tools and joined the emergency surgery.

The surgical tools were handled more flexibly than expected.

Daeho glanced at her and nodded slightly.

‘That’s the extent of it.’

It was understandable, knowing how much effort they put in behind the scenes.