The Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts 69
Chapter 12: Lingering Feelings (2)
As the surgery neared its end, the lead surgeon was replaced.
Won-seok, who had been assisting with the discectomy [surgical removal of part of a spinal disc], became the first assistant.
Byeong-gu, the fellow [a doctor who has completed residency and is training in a subspecialty] who had been the first assistant, was suturing the bleeding site that had caused the cardiac arrest.
A crisis that made my heart sink had passed.
The happy ending of the surgery was just around the corner.
Indeed, the human body is mysterious.
Jun-hoo couldn’t help but be amazed as he looked down at the surgical site being sutured.
The unexpected bleeding site was near the common iliac artery.
The common iliac artery.
This is a large artery that branches to the left and right in front of the 4th lumbar vertebra, quite far from the area where the surgery was being performed.
It was located in a position that could never be seen through the incision made in the waist.
So everyone couldn’t help but be puzzled and embarrassed by the bleeding.
-I’ve read a paper. A paper stating that bleeding often occurs in the common iliac artery during discectomy.
-…….
-Since the bleeding is not visible to the naked eye, this case must be exactly that case. Severe bleeding must have caused the cardiac arrest.
-…….
-Just in case, Jun-hoo and Won-seok, go and get a CT scan together.
-Yes. Doctor.
After taking a CT scan as ordered by Byeong-gu and returning, there was indeed bleeding in the common iliac artery.
Fortunately, the cause of the acute cardiac arrest was accurately identified.
From then on, everything went smoothly.
Byeong-gu became the lead surgeon and began to incise the area where the common iliac artery was located and suture the ruptured blood vessel.
-Doctor. I have a question.
-Tell me.
-There is quite a distance between the lumbar area that was being operated on and the common iliac artery. But why did bleeding occur in such a distant blood vessel?
-I don’t know the details either. I’m just guessing that some kind of stimulus from the discectomy affected the blood vessel.
Byeong-gu’s answer to Jun-hoo’s question was not clear.
But it wasn’t because Byeong-gu’s medical knowledge was insufficient.
It was because there was no established theory to explain it.
[All tissues, cells, and blood vessels in the human body affect and are affected by each other in ways that humans cannot imagine.]
Jun-hoo realized this fact through today’s surgery.
Then, could Qi Deviation [a dangerous imbalance of internal energy in martial arts] in martial arts be interpreted in the same way?
Qi Deviation was a condition in which the body was damaged due to the disruption of Qi and blood vessels while practicing internal energy cultivation methods.
A martial artist suffering from Qi Deviation vomits blood and suffers from extreme pain.
In addition, there were cases where the dantian [energy center in the body] was destroyed or even lives were lost.
But what if…
The moment you enter Qi Deviation.
If you can know the location of the blood vessels that were channeling the internal energy.
Wouldn’t it be possible to control those blood vessels and the surrounding blood vessels to repair the Qi Deviation?
Looking at today’s surgery, it seemed quite possible.
For example, just because point A1 hurts doesn’t necessarily mean there’s a problem with A1.
The problem that occurred in A1 could actually spread to A3 and cause a bigger problem.
Just like bleeding in the common iliac artery located below the waist during lumbar surgery.
Jun-hoo, who had been applying martial arts knowledge to the modern world, tried applying modern knowledge to martial arts for the first time.
And the application seemed quite convincing.
The only regret was…
That he couldn’t return to the world of martial arts to test this hypothesis.
He couldn’t deliberately induce Qi Deviation to test the hypothesis.
If he had the chance, he would definitely like to treat Qi Deviation.
He wanted to save the countless martial artists who were crippled or died from Qi Deviation.
While learning modern medicine, Jun-hoo often felt regret.
How great would it be if this valuable knowledge could be used in the world of martial arts as well.
“Surgery is over. Thank you all for your hard work.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Thank you for your hard work, Doctor.”
While Jun-hoo was lost in thought, the surgery ended without any problems.
Jun-hoo learned something again today.
He grew one step further by learning something else.
* * *
Lounge.
Jun-hoo was sitting on the sofa with Byeong-gu and Won-seok, drinking canned coffee.
The coffee you drink after surgery…
To be exact, the coffee you drink after saving a patient tastes like honey.
“But Jun-hoo.”
“Yes. Senior.”
“Did you ever go to a speech contest when you were young? Your voice was amazing when the patient’s vitals dropped.”
Won-seok brought up Jun-hoo’s voice as a topic.
He must have been impressed by the Lion’s Roar technique.
The Lion’s Roar is a technique of putting internal energy into the voice and is mainly used to suppress the enemy’s spirit.
Jun-hoo never thought he would use the Lion’s Roar in the operating room.
“That’s right. That’s right. I thought my eardrums were going to explode. But thanks to you, I woke up.”
Byeong-gu chimed in.
“I didn’t learn elocution, but I’ve heard a lot since I was young that my voice is loud.”
“…….”
“My voice goes up when I get excited.”
Jun-hoo glossed over it and changed the subject.
“But what is the fellow doctor majoring in?”
A fellow refers to a doctor who has obtained a specialist license and is learning a sub-specialty.
“Hand surgery.”
“You’ve chosen a difficult major.”
“It’s rewarding as much as it’s difficult. I have an elderly relative who had his hand amputated while working in a factory.”
A bitter smile hung on Byeong-gu’s lips.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the lounge became heavy.
Hand surgery…….
Jun-hoo was slightly drawn to hand surgery.
Hand surgery was a sub-specialty of orthopedic surgery that involved connecting severed body parts.
The surgery time for replantation surgery is a minimum of 6 hours to a maximum of two days.
The surgery time was inevitably long because minute nerves, muscles, and blood vessels had to be sutured one by one.
The reason Jun-hoo was drawn to hand surgery was thanks to his experience in the world of martial arts.
When fighting with the Demonic Sect, it was not uncommon for arms, legs, and shoulders to be cut off.
Jun-hoo still held in his heart the warrior who committed suicide after losing an arm.
Jang Tae-soo, the last disciple of the Wudang Sect.
What if Jang Tae-soo could have received treatment in the modern world?
He would have recovered his arm.
He wouldn’t have lost his life either.
“Why are you interested in orthopedic surgery? We’d welcome you.”
Byeong-gu asked Jun-hoo.
“I’m starting to get interested. I think it’s a very attractive department in many ways.”
“Jun-hoo, you’re showing promise? Like when you did Prone CPR.”
“…….”
“Orthopedic surgery has the best prospects among surgeries, so think about it deeply. Everyone would like you if you did.”
“Thank you for your words. I’ll think about it seriously.”
Jun-hoo bowed his head slightly and answered.
Since his mother had emergency surgery for a subarachnoid hemorrhage [bleeding in the space surrounding the brain].
Jun-hoo had been prioritizing neurosurgery, but that thought was slowly changing as he worked in orthopedics.
Plastic surgery.
Thoracic surgery.
Gastrointestinal surgery, etc.
His thoughts might change again if he experienced other surgeries.
There were many sick people in the world who needed surgery, and Jun-hoo wanted to embrace all of them.
To do that, he would need six bodies.
“By the way, Jun-hoo, you’re quite polite? I thought you were very rude.”
Jun-hoo tilted his head at Won-seok’s words.
What kind of nonsense is this?
“Me? I don’t think I’ve ever been rude to my seniors…….”
“Really? That’s not what Dong-seok said? Dong-seok has been talking a lot of trash about you.”
“Ah…… I understand now.”
It was not at all strange for Dong-seok to be talking badly about Jun-hoo.
He was dying to get his hands on Jun-hoo.
Still, to go around talking trash about his juniors…….
Dong-seok was much worse than Jun-hoo thought.
He needed to find an excuse to punish him quickly.
“Did Dong-seok have it in for you?”
“Yes. I think so.”
“Dong-seok is so temperamental that it’s hard to handle. I’m sorry, but I can’t stop him either.”
“…….”
“Even when that big guy glares, it gives me the creeps.”
“It’s okay. I can handle it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“There’s a way. Instead…….”
Jun-hoo paused and continued.
“Won-seok, just avoid being there when Dong-seok and I are alone. Then there won’t be any problems.”
“I’m most worried about you two being alone. I’ll keep that in mind for now.”
“Yes. Senior. Thank you.”
After the conversation ended.
Won-seok and Byeong-gu, who had their next surgery, left the lounge.
Jun-hoo was left alone in the lounge.
It seemed like he could rest a little longer if there were no ward calls.
While resting, Jun-hoo took vitamins and did Qi circulation [energy circulation] for about 10 minutes.
He fully recovered his stamina and briefly learned the Ambidextrous Intertwined Hands technique.
Rock-paper-scissors with both hands.
It was a training method that seemed foolish at first glance, but Jun-hoo sincerely believed in the Ambidextrous Intertwined Hands technique.
Kang Baek-tong, the founder of Ambidextrous Intertwined Hands.
Kang Baek-tong’s personality was the most eccentric in the world of martial arts, but his martial arts skills had also reached the highest level in the world of martial arts.
There was also a modern training basis for activating the left and right brains simultaneously while controlling both hands at the same time.
This is harder than moving my body.
My brain is twisted and my hands are twisted.
Jun-hoo’s brow never relaxed throughout the training.
The road ahead was still a long way off.
* * *
Thump, thump, thump.
Jun-hoo was heading to the pediatric ward with busy steps.
He just received a call from the pediatric ward station. Geon-woo’s mother was away.
He couldn’t miss this good opportunity.
Only when Geon-woo’s mother was away could he reveal the fact that Geon-woo was being abused.
“Wow, you arrived like lightning? Did you run here by any chance?”
Sora, who had called, blinked her eyes when she found Jun-hoo.
“Yes. It’s an urgent matter. The guardian is out, right?”
“Yes. She put on her coat and put on her bag. I asked her on the way and she said another friend came to visit.”
“It’s the same pattern.”
Jun-hoo shook his head.
He wanted to follow Geon-woo’s mother, but other things were more urgent.
“Doctor. What I asked you for.”
“Ah…… You asked me to observe Geon-woo’s hospital room?”
“Yes. What did it look like to you?”
Sora scratched her cheek and continued.
The two were too distant to be seen as mother and son.
There is no conversation.
They’re not even together.
It seems that the guardian only takes care of Geon-woo when the staff passes by, etc.
“But I don’t think she would have abused him…….”
“That’s something we’ll have to see. Did you get Geon-woo’s father’s contact information?”
“Yes. Here it is.”
Sora held out a post-it.
Jun-hoo firmly attached the post-it to the inside of his gown pocket.
And took out a drink from the other gown pocket. It was coffee he bought at a convenience store on the way.
“Take it.”
“Wow, are you giving this to me?”
“It’s a kind of commission fee. You’ve worked hard because of me.”
“As expected, Jun-hoo’s sense is something to be admired. I’ll enjoy it.”
After finishing the conversation with Sora, Jun-hoo moved to the warehouse and took a set of pediatric patient clothes.
He headed straight for Geon-woo’s hospital room without hesitation.
Slide.
In the bed located next to the window.
Geon-woo was looking out the window with a lonely expression.
How can that expression come out at that age?
Jun-hoo’s heart was already breaking.
It will be more painful for a while when the truth is revealed, but that pain will soon go away.
I hope you get out of hell and live a new life.
“Geon-woo.”
At Jun-hoo’s call, Geon-woo stared at Jun-hoo.
The empty eyes seemed to see nothing.
“Your clothes look dirty. Let’s change clothes with the teacher.”