Martial Art Surgeon – Episode 10
Chapter 2: A Lucky Day (5)
‘What is this now?’
Minho looked at Junhoo with a dumbfounded expression.
Junhoo, who looked like a high school student, was daring to ask Minho, a third-year resident in emergency medicine, for a test.
It was truly ridiculous.
That would be if the patient was so critical that a test was necessary.
Why else wouldn’t Minho have ordered the test?
The physical examination showed that the patient was just an ordinary headache sufferer.
No head trauma.
No family history or past history of brain disease. She looked perfectly fine on the outside.
But a high school student who knows nothing about medicine is asking for a CT scan?
A wry smile appeared on Minho’s lips.
“Student, your mother doesn’t need a test.”
“I would still like you to do it. I want to get a test and go home feeling relieved.”
Junhoo’s voice was still firm.
But the interesting thing was that Junhoo didn’t seem to be simply whining.
He showed a spirit and vigor that was not like a student.
Minho flinched for a moment without realizing it.
“Student, don’t you trust the doctor?”
“It’s not that. It took a whopping two hours to come to the hospital and wait.”
“…….”
“I feel like I’m going home empty-handed if I just go back.”
“Isn’t it a gain to know that your mother is healthy?”
Minho tried to persuade Junhoo nicely.
Minho examined dozens of patients like Junhoo’s mother every day.
Patients like Junhoo’s mother here referred to mild patients.
A cold.
Abrasions on the fingers.
Headaches and stomachaches, etc.
The university hospital emergency room had too many mild patients.
And these patients insisted on coming to the emergency room even though they could be treated in the neighborhood.
Not only that.
After receiving treatment, they would often ask why the bill was so high.
They didn’t even listen to the fact that emergency medical care fees were added.
From Minho’s point of view, it was really tiring.
“Student, I can’t just take a test without symptoms. Even if I do, insurance doesn’t cover it, so it’s very expensive.”
“It doesn’t matter. I have enough money.”
“Seriously, are you going to keep being so frustrating?”
“Junhoo, Mom is okay, so let’s go now. The doctor said I’m okay.”
The patient backed up Minho’s threat.
Now Junhoo was fighting a lonely battle.
“Please give me a test. I won’t complain to the doctor that the test cost a lot. If the result is normal, I’ll pay and leave right away.”
Minho shook his head, watching Junhoo, who didn’t back down even a step.
‘Did he eat grilled beef tendon before coming to the hospital? [A Korean expression for someone being very stubborn.]’
The young man’s stubbornness was extraordinary.
‘Okay. I lost. I lost.’
At this rate, the treatment would be delayed, so Minho had no choice but to order a brain CT scan.
20 minutes later.
Minho was horrified to see the brain CT of the headache patient.
He found bleeding shadows near the anterior cerebral artery.
Subarachnoid hemorrhage [bleeding in the space surrounding the brain] had progressed considerably and emergency surgery was needed.
Subarachnoid hemorrhage.
This was an emergency disease that occurs when an artery on the surface of the brain ruptures.
What would have happened if I hadn’t taken a CT scan?
The patient who left the emergency room would have been taken back to the hospital in an ambulance.
Even if surgery was performed because the bleeding was discovered late, the aftereffects could not have been avoided.
It was a chilling picture to even imagine.
‘No way. So that student’s stubbornness was right?’
Minho glanced at Junhoo, who was waiting, and grabbed his pager.
He contacted neurosurgery and informed them of the occurrence of an emergency SAH (Subarachnoid Hemorrhage).
Neurosurgery said they would come down immediately.
After ordering other tests.
Minho took another close look at the brain CT.
He saw additional shadows that he hadn’t seen at first.
There was a white dot near the anterior cerebral artery where the bleeding occurred.
That dot was preventing the bleeding from spreading.
‘What is this again?’
* * *
‘I think this is the limit.’
Junhoo felt anxious as he looked at his mother, who was bowing her head.
The delay of bleeding through blood sealing.
The reduction of pain through blood sealing.
It was visible that these two effects were slowly decreasing.
As time went by, his mother was complaining of severe pain.
She couldn’t even speak properly, and she couldn’t even hold her head up properly.
However, he couldn’t use blood sealing one more time.
This is because repeating blood sealing puts a strain on his mother’s body.
Unfortunately, all Junhoo could do right now was to stay by his mother’s side.
The test results need to come out quickly so she can have surgery.
Junhoo was so anxious that he shook his legs without realizing it.
“Are you Ms. Lee Geumhee, who had a brain CT scan?”
A doctor in his 20s and a doctor in his 30s stood urgently in front of his mother.
They seemed to be out of breath as if they had been running.
The gowns of the two people had the words “Neurosurgery” on them.
The doctor in his 20s was named Kang Baekho.
The doctor in his 30s was named Park Jaehyun.
In an instant, Junhoo sensed that a savior had appeared.
He also confirmed that his diagnosis of his mother’s cerebral hemorrhage was correct.
Only then did his heavy heart lighten a little.
It was fortunate that his mother was able to have surgery before losing consciousness.
“First, I’ll tell you the test results. The patient has been diagnosed with subarachnoid hemorrhage.”
“…….”
“In simple terms, the blood vessels in the brain have burst and emergency surgery is needed.”
“Me… me? I was fine usually, but why…”
His mother frowned and asked.
Surgery all of a sudden…
It would have been shocking news for his mother.
“I don’t think you knew you had a brain aneurysm [a bulge in a blood vessel in the brain] (a disease in which a blood vessel in the brain swells up like a quail). It suddenly burst.”
Baekho continued to explain in a rapid-fire manner.
Then, he hurriedly took his mother to the operating room.
Now, only Junhoo and Jaehyun were left in the waiting room.
Jaehyun was so handsome that it would be more appropriate to call him a male actor playing the role of a doctor rather than a doctor.
He also had a unique atmosphere like the masters Junhoo had met in the Murim [martial arts world].
‘Who the heck is this guy?’
“Your mother is going to have surgery, but you’re surprisingly calm.”
Jaehyun spoke to Junhoo.
“Because I believe she will have surgery in time and get healthy.”
“Huh… you’re amazing in many ways.”
Jaehyun nodded with an impressed expression.
According to the notice he heard from the emergency medicine doctor on the way.
The emergency medicine doctor said that he initially dismissed the patient’s headache as a simple headache.
He was planning to prescribe only headache medicine and send her back.
But the student in front of him strongly wanted a CT scan.
As if he had seen through the fact that his mother was suffering from a cerebral hemorrhage.
In conclusion, the student’s judgment was excellent.
Thanks to him, he was able to perform the surgery without being late.
‘His eyes are definitely not those of an ordinary student.’
Jaehyun looked into the student’s eyes and solidified his conviction.
This student has something special that ordinary students don’t have.
It was just a hunch, but Jaehyun’s hunch had never been wrong.
“Would you like to read this?”
Jaehyun handed over the surgical consent form and explained the surgical procedure.
He also got Junhoo to sign the consent form.
“Did you contact your father?”
“No. Not yet. I was going to call him after hearing the test results.”
“Call your father first. I think we should do the surgery with the consent form signed by the student first and get your father’s consent form separately later.”
“Yes. Doctor.”
After finishing the call with his father.
Jaehyun took the lead to the operating room, and Junhoo followed behind him.
The operating room he arrived at with a quick pace.
The inside will be busy preparing for surgery.
His mother would be lying on the operating table under general anesthesia.
He knew that his mother was getting surgery in time, but Junhoo couldn’t shake off his anxiety.
Because he realized in the Murim that there are many variables in life.
There were countless cases where people who were supposed to live died and people who were supposed to die lived.
“Student, you don’t have to worry too much.”
Jaehyun suddenly put his hand on Junhoo’s shoulder.
He looked down at Junhoo with a soft gaze.
As if he knew all of Junhoo’s anxiety and worry.
“Your mother will come back healthy. I’ll make it happen, so trust me.”
“Please. Doctor.”
Junhoo bowed, and Jaehyun nodded and entered the operating room.
While watching Jaehyun’s back, Junhoo felt a sense of reassurance for some reason.
As he lived, he was bound to meet people whose words had power, and Jaehyun seemed to be that kind of person.
Since his work was done,
Junhoo sat on the bench in the waiting room for guardians.
There were many guardians waiting for surgery besides Junhoo.
Everyone looked anxious and nervous as if they had made an appointment.
Junhoo could empathize with their psychological pain 200 percent.
Hadn’t he already lost many people in the Murim?
Hadn’t he witnessed their deaths before his eyes?
Junhoo knew very well how terrible it was to watch the pain and death of a loved one.
‘I still have to become a surgeon.’
‘I have to save people instead of cutting down villains.’
‘I have to fight against the pain and loss that exists in the world.’
While waiting.
Junhoo further strengthened his desire and longing for the surgeon he had in his heart.
Now, being a surgeon felt like a vocation given by heaven.
“Junhoo!”
Footsteps and a familiar voice were heard.
When he turned his head, his father in a delivery uniform was running towards him.
“I heard your mother has to have surgery?”
“Yes. She just went into the operating room.”
Junhoo told his father the stories he couldn’t tell on the phone.
After listening to the explanation, his father’s face darkened noticeably.
He was shocked that his usually healthy mother was suddenly having brain surgery.
It was the same for Junhoo that it was difficult and painful, but he didn’t show it.
Misfortune and pain are contagious.
The infected misfortune and pain were bound to grow uncontrollably.
Even Junhoo had to pull himself together and comfort his father.
“I’m glad the surgery isn’t late. The doctor who is performing the surgery is also very skilled.”
“Then that’s a relief… sigh…”
His father sighed as if the ground was sinking.
“You must have been surprised while you were working?”
“Of course. My heart sank when I got your call. Because my mother suddenly had to have brain surgery.”
His father looked at Junhoo and continued.
“Junhoo, you must have been very surprised too?”
“I was very surprised at first, but I’m much better now.”
Junhoo performed blood sealing on his father, just like he did on Jia.e.
When he stimulated the Simjung blood point and the Cheongun blood point, his father looked much more comfortable.
The anxious look disappeared and he regained his composure.
Junhoo also performed blood sealing on himself for once.
Because the fact that his mother was having surgery was a big burden on Junhoo as well.
A wait that seemed like it would never end.
A wait where 1 second felt like 10 minutes.
At the end of that wait, the operating room door opened. Jaehyun, a familiar face, approached Junhoo.
Junhoo could already tell the outcome of the surgery just by looking at Jaehyun’s expression.