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Chapter 130
Suhyuk's pupil expanded when he saw a fatty white man in his mid-30s, his upper clothes stained with lots of blood, which flew onto the floor.
Coming to his senses, Suhyuk jumped the counter and tore off his s. h. i. +rt.
Suhyuk noticed blood coming out from the man's chest, and that it came from the left side where his heart was located.
"Please help me... Cough, cough..."
Fortunately when he coughed from his mouth, blood did not come out of his mouth.
Suhyuk pressed the man's chest hard with his clothes, which became instantly stained with blood as if it were a sponge.
There might be some towels for sale at this convenient store to use instead, but he had to stop the bleeding first.
"What is your blood type?"
At Suhyuk's urgent asking, the man said with difficulty, "B-type... B"
Suhyuk called 911 immediately.
"I have here a patient who was wounded by gunshot, and is now bleeding severely. His blood type is B. Urgent. Come quickly to this place. The address is..."
After the phone call, Suhyuk made a frown because the blood was spreading from his back and to the floor.
'Penetrating wound. '
"Please press it for a moment."
Suyuk lifted his hand and had him press it.
Then he jumped the counter, picking up a towel that was inside the store and returned back to the man.
He put the towel on the part of his back where the blood was coming out.
Suhyuk was clearly aware of what he was supposed to do in such a situation.
Actually he had experience with opening many patient's bellies for surgery.
He was far from embarra. s. sed. He was only concerned about the man's safety.
The man's face, who was looking at the ceiling blankly, became pale gradually.
"Am I dying now... I should not die..."
Tears rained down from his eyelids, because his mother living alone was glimmering in his eyes.
'What is she doing now?'
She had one of her legs lost because of a traffic accident.
Even now she might be waiting for him, not sleeping at this late hour.
Her face smiling at him came to his mind, but it became darker and darker now.
At that moment Suhyuk lifted his eyelids, saying,
"Come to your senses! You're not dying! Don't worry. I'm a doctor."
At his words, the man cast his languid eyes toward him and said,
"Really... ? Please save my life. I have to survive because my mother is sick..."
If he dies, there is n. o. body who can take care of his mother.
"Don't worry. What is your name?"
"Milion..."
"Okay. Milion. How old are you..."
Suhyuk kept encouraging him to talk, and on such occasions he replied without fail.
Soon people began gathering at the convenience store, and looked at Suhyuk and the man with a worried look.
At that moment the 911 crew came in.
"We're here!"
"Gunshot wound?"
"Yes, penetrated through his chest. Please stop the bleeding first."
Milion was taken to the ambulance quickly.
Pads designed to monitor the oxygen respirator and the patient were attached on his body, along with blood packs.
"Huuuuuuh... huuuuh..."
Every time he breathed, a pure white steam fogged up in the oxygen mask.
"Please don't tell my mother about me..."
***
Milion was carried into the trauma treatment center immediately, and the doctors examined the viewer showing his X-ray shots.
There was no bullet seen anywhere in his body.
As expected, the bullet penetrated clean through his chest.
While he was being given fluids and blood transfusions, he had all sorts of examinations.
And the doctors were inevitably surprised.
Daman murmured, "The bullet penetrated beyond all the organs..."
Despite that, the patient was far from safe.
There was some damage to his scapula and ribs. The lungs were the same. The bullet moved beyond the organs, but the lungs were damaged by the shock.
Incisional suturing was urgent.
"Be ready for surgery."
At Daman's direction, the medical staff moved ferociously.
Without any word Suhyuk disinfected his hands and wore a surgical gown.
When Milion was going under anesthesia, Suhyuk approached him, showing his face to him by removing his mask, and said, "You'll be better when you wake up from a good sleep."
Nodding his head, Milion said in murmuring tone, "Please... I feel sleepy now."
"We're going to start with incising the lungs and then penetration suturing..."
At Daman's voice the medical staff nodded.
Whenever he held out his hand, the a. s. sistants gave him several tools.
Suhyuk fixed his eyes on them from behind.
Daman shook his head before he knew it because he felt he was being monitored by someone else as if he was a beginner resident. He even felt that if he made even a small mistake, Suhyuk would find fault with it. He noticed Suhyuk's sharply glittering eyes.
"Heart..."
At Daman's saying, an a. s. sistant pulled the heart so he could get a view of it.
When he touched the bobby on the lungs, a white smog came out, pouring out blood.
Without caring at all, he cut into the anastomosis. It required a partial, not complete incision of the wounded area.
"Huuuuuh...."
Wrestling with the suturing for a while, Daman turned his head to the side, when a nurse wiped off beads of sweat from his forehead.
Two hours had already pa. s. sed since the operation started.
It would be perfect if the operation was done within the next 30 minutes.
But the operation lasted about 3 hours.
As soon as he was done with the anastomosis, Daman washed the organs and bones where the bullet pa. s. sed beyond. Otherwise there was a chance of inflammation developing.
After he was done performing the surgery, Daman stepped back.
"Finis. h. i. +ng touches, please."
Then, Suhyuk said, "Wait a moment!"
The medical staff turned their eyes toward Suhyuk.
"Looks like the patient has lipoma."
Daman looked back at the patient's belly, and widened his eyes.
As Suhyuk pointed out, there was some sort of bulging on his belly, 10 cm away from the navel.
Was it because he focused only on the incision of the lungs? Daman could find it only when Dr. Lee mentioned it.
Already Daman's hand was on it. He felt something like a rubber ball at his fingertip.
Then Suhyuk opened his mouth again, "Looks like you had better remove it."
It seemed a small lipoma between 2 and 3 cm.
There would be nothing damaging to the body even if it was left unremoved, because the patient wouldn't feel any pain from it.
However, if left unremoved, it could grow into a giant lipoma of more than 10 cm over time.
Then the lipoma, grown as large as it could get, would cause pain by touching its surrounding tissues, and directly affect the function and movement of the body.
"We can't do anything without the guardian's consent. We can wait until the patient recovers and talks."
At Daman's words, Suhyuk knitted his brows because the patient would have to go through another surgery.
"Okay, let me get the guardian's consent then. Wait a moment."
Suhyuk looked at the patient, whose chest was already opened up, with his heart wiggling and beating hard.
It looked as if the patient was saying he is okay.
'Please be patient a little longer. '
After a quick look at the patient's face, Suhyuk went out of the operating room,
When he came out, he found an electric wheelchair moving toward him quickly.
She was in her early 60s, in long pants with her right leg lost.
She was Milions' guardian, who just got here after she was contacted by the hospital.
"Doctor! My son... Is my son alive?"
Suhyuk smiled at her as brightly as he could.
"As planned, the surgery was done well. And your son will get well soon."
Tears dropped from her wrinkled eyelids, and Suhyuk bent his knees to meet his eyes with hers, saying, "You filled out the consent form a while ago, right? Now the doctor found a lipoma during operation. Though it's nothing particular, he might get sick later if it is not removed..."
Suhyuk explained to her as easily as possible, and she nodded quickly.
"Boohoo... yes, please go ahead!"
"Yes, will do."
Standing up again, he moved to the automatic door of the operating room, and he turned his head to her back. One of her pants drooped down.
He smiled at her, adding, "Let me come back with your son very soon."
***
When he came back to the operating room, Milion's chest was closed, with the suturing done with just a moment ago.
"I've got the consent for the lipoma removal."
Daman shook his head, saying, "I've never seen a doctor like you before."
"Can I do it?"
At his words, Daman nodded his head because he already knew Suhyuk was quite capable.
"Okay, thanks for your efforts then."
Holding a scalpel, Suhyuk walked up to the patient.
And he checked the location of the lipoma.
When he found it, he moved the scalpel without any hesitation.
He pressed the incised area as if to squeeze out something. At the same time, some yellow fat came up. It was the lipoma in question. It looked like mashed tofu.
When he checked it with his naked eye, it was about 3 cm bigger than expected.
Suhyuk pulled it out to the root by hand.
The lipoma was dropped onto the metal tray, and he st. i. tched it up right away.
He could finish it with only a few st. i. tches as it had been only a small incision.
"Done. Thanks."
"Oh, my G. o. d..."
The medical staff murmured to themselves, watching him agog.
As soon as he grabbed the scalpel, he made an incision and then he was suturing.
All this was done instantly before their eyes.
'Without any mistake, let me do it in the shortest time, ' Suhyuk thought to himself.
Of course, the medical staff were unaware of Suhyuk's thought like that.
In the meantime, Daman, with his mask removed, shook his head, saying, "How wonderful..."
Dr. Han really created a spectacular monster, he thought.
Soon the patient was moved to the recovery room.
All the vital signs on the machine were indicating that he was normal.
Though his blood pressure was a bit low, it would get better gradually.
Daman, waiting for the patient to wake up, tapped Suhyuk on the shoulder.
"Good job!"
As soon as he said that, the other medical staff who partic. i. p. ated in the operation said in unison,
"Dr. Lee, nice job!"
Watching the vital signs of the patient, Suhyuk smiled at them, and said,
"Just call me Suhyuk. Lee Suhyuk."
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