A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 46

Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts – Episode 46

Chapter 8: Emergency Medicine (8)

Jun-hoo stayed in the thoracic surgery department for nearly two more hours.

He performed additional internal energy angiography [a technique using internal energy to visualize blood vessels] on four more inpatients.

As for the results…

It was a great success.

The first angiography was not just a coincidence but the prelude to a miracle.

Jun-hoo was able to grasp the condition of the patient’s cardiovascular system through internal energy angiography.

By directly flowing internal energy into the blood vessels.

After grasping the flow rate of the internal energy.

He could sensitively detect the degree of stenosis in the blood vessels, that is, the degree to which the blood vessels were blocked.

Generally, heart disease occurs when 70 percent of blood vessels are blocked by thrombi (blood clots) or atheroma (fat), etc.

Through the new examination method, Jun-hoo was able to detect when blood vessels were blocked by about 50 percent.

In other words, if a patient with early heart disease came to the emergency room, Jun-hoo could not miss them even if he tried.

‘It’s worth the effort.’

Jun-hoo, who had just finished his fourth angiography, came out of the ward.

A faint smile was already hanging on Jun-hoo’s lips.

Experience in the Murim [martial arts world].

The desperation to not miss even one patient.

Finally, anatomical knowledge was combined to achieve today’s results.

In particular, studying anatomy diligently in medical school shone brightly…

If he had not taken private lessons under Professor Kang Ho of anatomy, he would not have been able to locate the coronary arteries as accurately as he did today.

There are some disappointing parts, but that can’t be helped.

Jun-hoo also thought about the disadvantages of internal energy angiography.

The first disadvantage of internal energy angiography.

It was the enormous consumption of internal energy.

Assuming that internal energy is sufficient.

The number of internal energy angiographies that can be performed in a day was about 10 times.

It was a natural and obvious result since he was pouring internal energy into the blood vessels.

The second disadvantage of internal energy angiography.

It was that the test results could not be shared with other doctors.

Even if Jun-hoo told other doctors the test results, who would believe it?

-I experienced a world called Murim. So I can use internal energy, and I just performed angiography with internal energy, and the patient is in critical condition.

Saying this was a good way to be called a madman.

So internal energy angiography was a lonely examination method.

Even if Jun-hoo independently confirmed the patient’s heart disease, angiography was additionally required in the angiography room.

However, the disadvantages of internal energy angiography could not overshadow the advantages.

Jun-hoo could now check the patient’s heart blood vessels in 2 minutes to determine whether the patient was an emergency or not.

This was a blessing and a miracle.

‘I can stretch my legs and sleep well tonight.’

Jun-hoo took out two packets of red ginseng from his doctor’s gown and sucked them down.

It seemed that he would have to rely on red ginseng often in the future.

* * *

“Wow, the more I look at him, the more handsome he is. He’s a complete sculpture. A sculpture. A David statue at that.”

Yu-ra, who works next to him, looked at Jun-hoo approaching from across the hall and had a blissful expression.

Was it because of that?

Hye-jin also raised her head and looked at Jun-hoo.

Jun-hoo’s appearance was outstanding enough for Yu-ra to make a fuss.

Just walking down the hallway felt like a model walking in a fashion show.

Still, Hye-jin didn’t want to show her affection for Jun-hoo like Yu-ra.

“Don’t even look at a tree you can’t climb [don’t pursue something unattainable].”

“Teacher, it’s the opposite. Shouldn’t you at least look at a tree you can’t climb?”

Yu-ra retorted to Hye-jin’s words.

Hye-jin was in her 4th year of ward duty.

Yu-ra was in her 3rd year of ward duty, and the two were getting along well without bullying.

“He’s not just handsome, he’s good at his job. After Jun-hoo came, he handled all the overdue orders.”

“That’s true.”

Hye-jin nodded and replied.

Jun-hoo was a hundred times better than Seung-beom, who was useless.

How meticulous and quickly Jun-hoo performed treatments and examinations.

The speed at which Jun-hoo processed orders seemed faster than the speed at which the resident gave orders.

“I wish Jun-hoo would fix [specialize] in our department. Then I think I’d enjoy my work.”

“…….”

“Oh… he’s coming!”

Yu-ra smoothed her hair and smiled brightly at Jun-hoo.

‘Tsk, you fox.’

“Yes, doctor. What’s going on?”

“Are there any new orders out?”

“No. I handled everything thanks to you.”

“Then I should go down now. It was originally my day off.”

“Thank you for your hard work. Here, this.”

What Yu-ra handed to Jun-hoo was chocolate. It was a snack that nurses ate when they were tired or stressed.

“Eating chocolate from time to time is a good way to change your mood.”

“I’ll enjoy it.”

Jun-hoo unwrapped the package and put it in his mouth. Then, with his eyes closed, he trembled.

“Why is your reaction like that, teacher [term of respect]? I didn’t put anything poisonous in it?”

Yu-ra asked jokingly.

“I’m not good at eating sweets. But this has a unique sweetness?”

“It’s sugar-free stevia chocolate. So it’s less fattening than regular chocolate. Don’t you know stevia?”

“I’m out of touch with trends…”

Jun-hoo smiled awkwardly.

Jun-hoo had lived single-mindedly dreaming of becoming a surgeon.

He was ignorant of what people were interested in and what they enjoyed eating these days.

“Then you probably don’t know your MBTI either?”

“MBTI? What is that?”

“It’s a type of psychological test. Try it. It’s fun.”

“Well. I don’t think there’s any reason to do a psychological test.”

“It’s just for fun, what. You can do it on your phone too.”

At Yu-ra’s suggestion, Jun-hoo started the MBTI test on his phone.

Anyway, he was planning to rest from now on.

He was also curious as to why people liked MBTI.

-It is difficult to introduce yourself to others.

-I don’t tend to speak to others first.

…….

After checking the questions and checking the items, the results came out quickly.

“What type did you get, teacher?”

Yu-ra’s eyes lit up and she was curious about the results.

“ISTP, it says I’m a versatile craftsman.”

“Wow, that suits you well, teacher. Perfect. Perfect.”

“What type is Kim, teacher?”

“I’m an ESFJ, a sociable type. You can tell by the way I’m talking to you right now, right?”

“It’s definitely fun.”

“It’s not just fun, it’s also beneficial. Because it’s an opportunity to look back on your personality.”

Yu-ra said confidently.

Yu-ra was one of the MBTI believers.

Of course, she didn’t believe that the personalities of people on Earth could be classified into 16 types.

Nevertheless, she thought MBTI expressed people’s tendencies well.

“I’ll be assigned to thoracic surgery around the fall, so I’ll see you then.”

“Yes. Teacher. I’ll be counting the days.”

After Jun-hoo left.

Hye-jin, who had been quietly eavesdropping on the conversation, searched for MBTI compatibility on the monitor.

Among the types that go well with ISTP, to which Jun-hoo belongs, was INFJ, to which Hye-jin belongs.

‘This, maybe there’s hope?’

* * *

Jun-hoo was taking a breather in the lounge attached to the thoracic surgery ward.

ISTP, a versatile craftsman…

Jun-hoo chuckled as he recalled the MBTI results he had done earlier.

Personality type tests were not very reliable.

This is because numerous personalities are formed depending on the upbringing or experiences while growing up.

Also, the current personality is not fixed, but often changes depending on the situation.

However, Jun-hoo could understand in his head why people liked MBTI.

It was good to use as gossip.

This is because MBTI allows you to naturally bring out your personality, habits, and hobbies.

When there are awkward people.

Or when you want to get close to someone, it seemed like it would be good to use MBTI.

‘I’m learning other things besides internal energy angiography.’

Jun-hoo left the lounge and looked for the bathroom.

He washed his face with cold water to wake himself up and groomed his appearance neatly.

Usually, interns were no different from beggars wearing doctor’s gowns.

They were harassed by residents, nurses, patients, and guardians, so they didn’t even have time to wash.

However, Jun-hoo had no intention of going around looking shabby.

He wasn’t so tired that he couldn’t pay attention to his appearance.

Maintaining a neat appearance is necessary to give patients confidence.

Beeeeeep.

As he was leaving the lounge, his pager rang.

When he checked the number, it was a thoracic surgery station call.

“Yes. Doctor.”

-I’m really sorry, teacher. If you haven’t gone down to the on-call room, could you handle just one order? I need to do an electrocardiogram urgently…

“Of course.”

Jun-hoo readily agreed.

Originally, stations sometimes reached out to interns from other wards when they were short of staff.

After hanging up, Jun-hoo returned to the thoracic surgery ward and quickly performed an electrocardiogram on the patient with a portable electrocardiograph.

Drrrrrrr.

Drrrrrrr.

As he was pulling the electrocardiograph down the ward hallway, he heard a commotion from one of the patient rooms.

Curious, Jun-hoo stopped in front of the ward.

Looking through the window, he saw Seung-beom and a patient arguing.

“It hasn’t been long since you had surgery. You’re bound to have chest pain now.”

“I know. I know that. But it feels different from yesterday. My chest is very stiff. Especially when I take a deep breath.”

“So, when you have surgery, you cut open your chest and spread it to the left and right. Everyone who has surgery complains of chest pain like you.”

Based on the conversation he overheard, Jun-hoo summarized the situation.

The patient was complaining to Seung-beom about chest pain.

Seung-beom was reassuring the patient that he was okay.

Who is right?

He couldn’t be sure, but Jun-hoo had more faith in the patient’s side.

During his time in medical school, Jun-hoo had witnessed all of Seung-beom’s bad character.

He tried to put down his classmates based on his age because he had to retake a year.

He flirted with female students.

He even posted pictures of himself with cadavers on SNS [Social Networking Service].

Was that why?

He had a strong feeling that Seung-beom was ignoring the patient’s complaints because he was annoyed.

“Why are you in our department?”

Seung-beom, who had finished talking to the patient, came out into the hallway.

He frowned as if he was displeased when he found Jun-hoo.

“I was called in because you’re doing such a great job.”

“You’re being sarcastic, you little punk. Emergency medicine must be easy? To the point where you can do other people’s departments’ dirty work?”

“I don’t know if you’ll be able to say that when it’s your turn in the emergency medicine department. Well, your father is the vice president of medical affairs, so what would you know since you’re just having a sweet time.”

Jun-hoo shrugged.

Seung-beom was one year older than Jun-hoo, but Jun-hoo had never considered Seung-beom as a hyung [older brother or respected male figure] even once.

Regardless of age, Seung-beom was trash.

And no one in the world respects trash.

“Ha… what an absurd bastard. Look at the way you talk.”

“Don’t worry about me and take care of that patient properly. Don’t gloss over it by saying it’s natural to be in pain after surgery.”

“…….”

“At least notify the resident. If you ignore the patient’s words, you’ll shed tears of blood later?”

Jun-hoo scolded Seung-beom in rapid fire.

Seung-beom needed to come to his senses like this.

“Who are you to lecture me? Do you know thoracic surgery?”

Seung-beom glared at Jun-hoo with his arms crossed.

The air between the two became tense as if fists would fly at any moment.

“Even if I do, I’ll know more than you. I’ll examine that patient again.”

Jun-hoo went straight to the ward.