Dr. Choi Max Ho - Chapter 232



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Doctor Choi Dae-ho Episode 232

Lee Young-ji’s hospital room.

Daeho came in alone and was looking at one place.

Lee Young-ji and Han Eun-byeol were seen sleeping in the same bed.

It was the first time I saw Lee Young-ji’s face.

Even though her eyes were closed, she gave off the impression of being ‘innocent’.

The mother and daughter who fell asleep hugging each other so tightly had dried tear stains all over their eyes.

Also, both of them had sap connected.

Her older sister, Lee Young-mi, who was her guardian, looked at her with pity and opened her mouth.

“We both collapsed from exhaustion after waiting anxiously for news of our brother-in-law. The doctor said we had exhaustion and needed to rest.”

“I see.”

“How do I wake him up?”

It was at the same time that Lee Young-mi asked cautiously.

Daeho quickly stepped forward and stopped Youngmi Lee.

“No. In fact, the reason I came here was to tell you that Han Soo-gil has woken up.”

“Huh? Keuhup. Then I have to wake you up.”

Lee Young-mi, who was on the verge of tears, tried to urgently reach out to Lee Young-ji.

As expected, Daeho blocked the hand.

widely.

“Mr. Han Soo-gil has fallen asleep again. It would be best if the guardian knew and passed it on to you.”

“Still. I told you to wake me up if anything happened.”

“I already brought the recording, so why don’t I use that to tell you the news instead?”

“What are you talking about?”

Lee Young-mi didn’t understand and was confused.

Daeho winked at her and smiled mischievously.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

* * *

After a while.

Daeho closed the hospital room door with a gentle smile.

“Good night.”

Sling.

In the darkened hospital room, Lee Young-ji and Han Eun-byeol were sleeping, hugging each other tightly.

Lee Young-mi’s cell phone was on the bedside of those two people.

The cell phone’s LCD was flashing and a faint voice was ringing.

-Twinkle… twinkle… little star…

It was a voice that Han Soo-gil had recorded with great difficulty.

The voice gently sang the quiet sound of the hospital bed.

It was ringing repeatedly.

The stiff foreheads of Lee Young-mi and Han Eun-byeol slowly began to soften.

“honey.”

“Dad.”

The mother and daughter, who were faintly asleep, fell into a deep sleep with even more stable faces.

* * *

Same time.

Daeho came out of the sickroom and looked back.

However, detective Hwang Jae-man and reporter Kim Se-wook were each holding their cell phones and were busy talking on the phone.

“……Really? So, that chewed-up gum-like kid, uh-uh. Okay!”

“That’s right. I’ll give you follow-up news right away, so just wait!”

The voice shouted so sharply that Daeho frowned.

“What is happening?”

The moment he heard Daeho’s voice, Detective Hwang Jae-man quickly put down his cell phone and shouted briefly.

“I caught that kid!”

“Really?”

“I have to go in now. Leave the rest to me. Anyway, I’ll see you later!”

Tea ceremony!

As soon as Detective Hwang Jae-man finished speaking, he quickly walked away.

“Richard, I have to go and write an article, so that’s all for today. You’ve worked hard, so let’s grab a meal sometime!”

Reporter Kim Se-wook quickly followed and shouted at Dae-ho.

In that moment, the area around Daeho became completely empty.

Daeho spoke bewilderedly about the absurdity of suddenly being alone.

“It’s modern society after all. Everyone is busy.”

Contrary to those empty words, there was a smile on his face.

thank god.

I’m so glad the culprit was caught.

The uneasiness in a corner of my heart completely disappeared.

“Now I can really stretch out my legs and sleep soundly.”

I thought I would be able to leave work in a good mood.

No, it was time to leave work now.

Step by step.

Daeho walked briskly.

“It’s rewarding, after finishing a day’s work……”

I confidently walked home from work, humming the lyrics I had picked up as a child.

* * *

The next morning.

Daeho was startled when he realized he was standing in front of the emergency room.

“Hey, when did another day pass by!”

I definitely got off work a little while ago.

I was humming along on my way home from work, and when I came to my senses, I was in the hospital.

A look of fatigue appeared on Daeho’s face.

“Why do I feel more tired than when I was in the US?”

As for the surgeries alone, I did more and more frequently while I was at Johns Hopkins.

I felt tired then too, but the intensity was different.

After thinking about it carefully, Daeho was able to find the cause without difficulty.

“Commuting to and from work has become ambiguous.”

In the United States, commuting times were strictly observed.

It was like that when I first came to Korea, but as time passed, the barriers gradually broke down.

Irene also grumbled about this issue a while ago.

The tiger that had been chewing smiled bitterly.

“Should I say there’s nothing I can do?”

Just yesterday, I had no choice but to stay behind because of Han Soo-gil’s surgery.

No, Daeho volunteered to wait.

It was a necessity, not a choice, because the patient’s life came first.

So what did Daeho gain?

It was the patient’s life and the guardian’s smile.

“This kind of life isn’t so bad.”

Before I knew it, I felt myself naturally becoming accustomed to the Korean medical system.

Then, Daeho stopped.

It was because I felt something was strange.

Soon, his eyes changed into ones full of vigilance.

“Isn’t this medical writing?”

It was a reasonable suspicion.

no.

This is not why I came to Korea.

Daeho soon gathered himself with a stern look in his eyes.

“You have to be punctual about your work hours and make sure to take your days off. That’s right!”

I strengthened my resolve by vigorously recalling my original intentions.

Only then did I head to the emergency room with confident steps.

It was at the same time that Daeho entered the emergency room.

On the other side, Lee Taek-kyung was standing with a troubled expression, but when he saw Dae-ho, he smiled brightly and approached him.

“Senior Richard!”

“Why is it like this?”

“I was already in trouble, but you came at just the right time. I have something to ask you. What is it…?”

Sarak.

Lee Taek-kyung hurriedly took out his notebook.

At that moment, Daeho raised his hand with a resolute expression and stopped him.

Okay.

“Sorry.”

“yes?”

“I’m not ready for work yet, so I’ll refrain from asking questions. Okay.”

Daeho cut down Lee Taek-kyung with a single stroke of his sword and passed him by.

A refreshing look appeared on Daeho’s face.

‘It was totally cool.’

He looked satisfied with his decisive response.

But there was no sign of embarrassment on Lee Taek-kyung’s face.

‘Here he goes again.’

Rather, it was an expression that seemed to have been expected.

That’s why Lee Taek-kyung deliberately muttered to himself loudly.

“Oh, patient number 2 in zone 3 has an electrocardiogram that’s really weird. What on earth is this symptom where the pulse is jumping around every once in a while?”

That was when.

The ears of the tiger that was walking ahead twitched loudly.

It was because of the symptom description that was almost like a temptation.

The tiger shook its head from side to side.

‘No. It’s before work.’

As I tried so hard to pretend not to hear, I heard Lee Taek-kyung’s next words.

“The atrium is beating regularly and quickly, so why did I get ventricular fibrillation? Oh, this is driving me crazy.”

As soon as those words were finished,

Daeho turned around with a frown on his face.

“Oh my. Bring it here!”

“I heard you’re going to work, senior.”

“Where the hell did this come from? Hey! Why don’t you bring it to me quickly?”

The tiger growled and held out his hand.

Only then did Lee Taek-kyung smile brightly and approach with quick steps.

Dribble, dribble, dribble.

“Hehehe, senior. Here you are. Please take good care of me.”

“It’s just full of tricks… What is this? It’s WPW.”

The moment Daeho looked at the contents of the note, he recognized it at a glance.

However, Lee Taek-kyung seemed to have an unfamiliar illness.

“What is WPW?”

“Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome.”

“Oh, uh. Sorry. I know it’s CS disease, but I don’t know the details.”

“It is a symptom in which abnormal electrical signals occur between the atrium and ventricle, causing irregular movement.”

When Daeho gave a brief explanation, Lee Taek-kyung asked.

“Then what first aid should be done?”

“This can’t be done in the ER. Take it straight to CS, then.”

“Yes. And?”

“Patients with atrial fibrillation are at high risk, so convey that to them as well.”

Daeho said firmly.

Lee Taek-kyung, who quickly took note of that, asked casually.

“Have you ever had experience with a patient like this?”

“Isn’t there any?”

“As expected, you are amazing. I will deliver it right away as you ordered.”

Lee Taek-kyung naturally moved away as soon as he answered.

Daeho snorted lightly as he watched Lee Taek-kyung’s back.

“You punk. Do you have any WPW experience? What are you talking about?”

Daeho, who was about to continue his way to work, stopped.

Oh no, I didn’t realize it before I went to work.

The resolution I had just made in front of the emergency room crumbled into nothing.

Within, Daeho smiled bitterly.

* * *

After a while.

Daeho finished preparing for work at the hospital.

“Then should I really go to work?”

I tried to leave the hospital with my motivation up.

At that time, Yoo Gwang-gu and Park Jin-gyu came in and had a conversation.

“Really, you’ve got the wrong person, haven’t you?”

“What are you talking about? Why can’t I recognize the president of Seyul University Medical School? We even greeted each other at the union club.”

“I remember that too. But he disappeared after graduating from medical school.”

“That’s what I mean. I heard rumors that you went to America, but I didn’t know you were in Korea.”

An unknown conversation between the two continued.

Daeho asked, tilting his head.

“Who are you talking about?”

“Oh, there’s a kid in the same grade as us who’s a total ace at the Seyul University Medical School. I think I saw him a little while ago.”

“okay?”

“You probably don’t care. No matter how much of a top medical school you are, how can you compete with Johns Hopkins?”

Park Jin-gyu winked and made a flattering remark.

But Taeho’s expression was awkward.

It was because the history was so similar to someone I knew.

‘No way. Hey.’

Daeho, who had been wondering, shook his head and shook off the thought.

Daeho, who had decided that it was just a guess, looked at the door of the hospital.

“Okay, I guess I should go to work.”

“Go to work quickly. We can get some rest.”

“I said I wasn’t going home right away.”

“I have to study the rest. Where will this study end? I really can’t see the end.”

Park Jin-gyu grumbled with a gloomy face.

Daeho gave a soft advice to Park Jin-gyu.

“Where does studying end?”

“Shit. What a horrible sound!”

“If it’s so terrible, there’s a way.”

“What is it?”

Twinkle!

Park Jin-gyu asked urgently, his eyes flashing strongly.

To him, Daeho answered coldly and bluntly.

“Go in and close the coffin lid yourself.”

“What? C. Are you saying that?”

“If you don’t like it, you have to keep going.”

“Oh, thank you for being so realistic and candid.”

Krrrrrr.

Park Jin-gyu growled, baring his teeth.