A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 22

The Martial Surgeon – Episode 22

Chapter 5: Medical Student (2)

‘What on earth is he thinking?’

Ah-young couldn’t understand Jun-hoo.

She was grateful that he was there for her, but why was he suddenly handing her a plastic bag?

Was he telling her to throw up in the plastic bag?

It was about 35 minutes ago that Ah-young was seized with a fear that felt like she was about to die.

She felt her heart pounding.

Her breath was as ragged as if she had sprinted across the playground.

Something indescribable was tightening around her chest, and it bound Ah-young more and more as the college entrance exam approached.

Because of that, Ah-young ended up collapsing to the ground.

Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe, and she couldn’t breathe through her nose.

She felt like she would die at any moment unless she opened her mouth wide.

She could hear people around her worrying, but she had no time to respond.

She was afraid of dying.

She was also afraid of not being able to take the college entrance exam, so Ah-young didn’t know what to do.

Indeed, Jun-hoo came to Ah-young in a situation where she was driven to the edge of a cliff.

He asked her questions and made her jump in place.

Then, all he did was hand her a plastic bag.

It was absurd, but Ah-young accepted the plastic bag.

Jun-hoo’s eyes as he handed over the plastic bag were very serious.

It seemed like Jun-hoo knew something that Ah-young didn’t.

So, she did as Jun-hoo told her.

She put the plastic bag to her mouth, sealed the surrounding area tightly, and took a slow, deep breath.

Whew.

Ha.

The treatment, which seemed like a children’s game, was surprisingly effective.

Ah-young felt her breathing calming down.

She felt her fear subsiding.

It was amazing.

Just breathing into a plastic bag made her feel better?

While Ah-young was regaining her composure.

Jun-hoo gently rubbed Ah-young’s carotid artery with his index finger.

As the carotid artery warmed up, her body felt much more relaxed.

Like going out on a cold winter day and lying under a warm blanket.

Surprisingly, Ah-young returned to normal in just 5 minutes after following Jun-hoo’s treatment.

Her gasping breath, like a fish out of water, was now calm.

“You feel much better, right? Then you can take off the plastic bag.”

“Yeah.”

Ah-young removed the plastic bag and stared intently at Jun-hoo.

What kind of magic did Jun-hoo use?

She was curious.

* * *

Supervisor Ho-seok had been on edge for a while.

It was in the classroom he was in charge of that a patient had occurred.

The patient sat down on the floor and gasped for breath for 10 minutes.

It wouldn’t be strange if she lost consciousness at any moment.

Although the surrounding students had called 119 [South Korea’s emergency telephone number], Ho-seok’s worries didn’t stop.

There was another problem.

A student who appeared to be the patient’s friend was doing useless things.

He kept asking the patient, who needed stability, all sorts of questions.

He made her jump in place.

He handed her a plastic bag.

Ho-seok wanted to stop the male student, but he couldn’t do that either.

An unapproachable aura was emanating from the student.

He had an inexplicable sense of foreboding that something bigger would happen if he touched the student.

So, he was just standing by and watching the situation without being able to do anything.

But what.

A miraculous thing happened after the patient breathed into the plastic bag.

The patient quickly regained her breath.

Her condition improved to the point where she could talk.

Was that plastic bag some kind of magic plastic bag?

Ho-seok blankly watched the patient and the male student, then looked around.

Most of the people around him had the same reaction as Ho-seok.

They had expressions that said they didn’t know what was going on.

* * *

‘My diagnosis was right after all.’

Jun-hoo felt proud after confirming Ah-young’s recovery.

Pneumonia.

Acute respiratory distress syndrome.

Anaphylaxis.

Asthma.

Pneumothorax.

After eliminating the suspected diseases, Jun-hoo’s diagnosis was hyperventilation syndrome.

Hyperventilation syndrome.

The cause of this disease is divided into two categories: physical and mental.

In Ah-young’s case, the latter was more likely.

As the college entrance exam approached, Ah-young’s anxiety, excitement, and tension amplified.

This disrupted the autonomic nervous system, leading to hyperventilation, chest pain, and arrhythmia.

This was the conclusion Jun-hoo came to through a physical examination (examination before testing, such as inspection, auscultation, palpation, percussion, and inquiry).

The top priority for hyperventilation syndrome caused by mental factors was to stabilize the patient.

So, Jun-hoo stimulated Ah-young’s carotid artery with acupressure.

The vagus nerve was located in the carotid artery.

The vagus nerve was a parasympathetic nerve that played a role in calming the body.

In Ah-young’s case, the sympathetic nervous system was excited (in simple terms, she was excited), so he stimulated the opposite parasympathetic nerve to suppress the sympathetic nerve.

The next important thing was breathing management.

An emergency treatment method that allowed the patient to inhale the carbon dioxide that was excessively exhaled due to excessive breathing was useful.

So, Jun-hoo handed Ah-young a plastic bag.

To re-inhale the carbon dioxide she exhaled.

Jun-hoo’s diagnosis and treatment were all successful.

Ah-young was now able to get up on her own and have a stable conversation with Jun-hoo.

Only then could Jun-hoo breathe a sigh of relief.

“Jun-hoo, thank you so much. If it weren’t for you, I would have…….”

“It’s okay. And I’m the one who’s grateful. Because you’re safe like this.”

Jun-hoo gently patted Ah-young’s shoulder, who was sobbing.

Ah-young was innocent.

The real blame should be placed on the society that put the college entrance exam on the students.

“But why couldn’t I breathe properly? Why did you give me the plastic bag?”

Ah-young changed the subject.

“It’s a bit of a long story.”

Before answering, Jun-hoo checked his wristwatch.

It was 15 minutes before the college entrance exam.

Because time was running out, he briefly explained hyperventilation syndrome.

He said that there was something wrong with her body due to psychological pressure.

He said he learned the treatment method by watching an emergency treatment video.

Was Jun-hoo’s answer okay?

Ah-young, as well as the people around her, nodded their heads, saying, ‘I see.’

As the situation was being wrapped up like that.

119 paramedics rushed to the scene.

“Who is the patient?”

The 119 paramedics began to ask about Ah-young’s condition in detail.

Ah-young, who had recovered to her original state with plastic bag treatment and acupressure, explained the situation in an orderly manner.

Jun-hoo also occasionally helped Ah-young’s answers.

But from some point on, the atmosphere started to turn strange.

“Your condition has improved a lot, but let’s go to the hospital first.”

“Pardon?”

Ah-young asked, raising her eyes.

“If a big problem occurs during the exam, it can’t be undone. We can’t even be sure if it’s really hyperventilation syndrome.”

“I have to take the college entrance exam…….”

“Wouldn’t the student’s life be more important than the college entrance exam?”

The 119 paramedic seemed to have already decided to transport Ah-young.

His attitude and tone were firm.

‘Is this how it ends up?’

Jun-hoo’s brow furrowed as he watched the situation.

Wrinkles formed on his forehead.

Jun-hoo’s diagnosis of hyperventilation syndrome was accurate.

The evidence was that Ah-young recovered so quickly.

The problem was the credibility of Jun-hoo’s diagnosis.

Jun-hoo had the medical knowledge of a third-year medical student, but there was no way anyone else would believe that knowledge.

Wasn’t studying for the college entrance exam already too much for high school students?

If Jun-hoo said he had studied medicine in advance, who would nod their heads willingly?

“Wouldn’t it be better for the student to take the college entrance exam while trembling with anxiety?”

“I…… I…….”

Ah-young was on the verge of being persuaded by the 119 paramedic.

Because she was not sure about her condition.

When the 119 paramedic pointed out the possibility of an emergency, she was wavering like a reed.

Of course, the 119 paramedic and Ah-young were acting rationally, but to Jun-hoo, who knew everything, the bickering between the two seemed frustrating.

“May I say something?”

Jun-hoo deliberately stepped between Ah-young and the 119 paramedic.

“I think it’s right for Ah-young to take the exam.”

“We understand the students’ situation, but we have to prioritize their health.”

“Ah-young is fine now?”

“There’s no guarantee that she’ll be fine in the future just because she’s fine now.”

“Conversely, isn’t there no guarantee that she’ll get worse in the future?”

Jun-hoo continued to speak rapidly.

“Even if her condition worsens, I think she can breathe with a plastic bag like she did earlier.”

“Huh, really. Are you a doctor?”

The 119 paramedic clicked his tongue and asked.

‘I need to get my medical license quickly, even if it’s for this kind of resentment.’

‘If I had a medical license, I wouldn’t have to argue like this.’

“What I’m saying is that Ah-young is not so urgent that she has to give up the college entrance exam and go to the hospital.”

“…….”

“Ah-young, how about you? Tell me honestly how you feel.”

“I…….”

Ah-young hesitated before continuing.

“Officer. I’m a little worried, but I want to take the college entrance exam. My condition has improved a lot.”

Even with Ah-young’s answer, the 119 paramedic did not back down easily.

“If the student collapses again during the exam, other students may be harmed. Are you aware of that?”

“As far as I know, they leave a spare test site. Supervisor. Am I right?”

Jun-hoo quickly jumped in and changed the subject.

“Y-yes. There are about 3 classrooms empty.”

“I think it would be better to have Ah-young take the exam in an empty classroom. Then, wouldn’t there be no harm to other students, even in the worst-case scenario?”

Jun-hoo suggested a third way and stimulated the emotions of the 119 paramedics.

He appealed to how painful it would be for the examinee to give up the college entrance exam and have to wait another year.

“Well, she looks fine for now, and if she doesn’t harm other students…….”

The 119 paramedics reluctantly accepted Jun-hoo’s method.

The supervisor also felt sorry for Ah-young and said that he would take measures to allow Ah-young to take the exam in the spare test site.

The situation was barely settled.

The 119 returned, and the supervisor ran to the situation room.

“Ah-young, come here.”

Jun-hoo stimulated Ah-young’s Simjeong [Heart Palace] and Cheongun [Between the eyebrows] blood points to relieve her tension a little more.

Ah-young was confused in many ways because the situation was changing rapidly.

To allow Ah-young to perform to her full potential, he had to make her maintain her composure.

“Stay in the classroom every break. I’ll take care of your mental state.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“You can do it. Believe in yourself. If that’s hard, believe in me who believes in you.”

Ah-young packed her schoolbag and hurriedly moved to another classroom with the returning supervisor, and Jun-hoo returned to the classroom.

It was only after sitting at his desk that he relaxed.

The time spent with Ah-young was only about 20 minutes, but the time Jun-hoo felt was like 2 hours.

Saving people was such an emotionally and mentally exhausting task.

But at the same time, it was such a rewarding and fulfilling task.

Jun-hoo was proud and proud of himself for saving Ah-young from the crisis.

He also thought that his decision to walk the path of a doctor was wise.

The satisfaction gained from saving lives was incomparable to any other satisfaction.

After the commotion subsided, the first Korean language test time came.

Jun-hoo showed off his ability to complete problem-solving, answer sheet marking, and even review in just 40 minutes.

Jun-hoo was already studying medical school.

The college entrance exam was too easy for Jun-hoo.