Fifth Vital [EN]: Chapter 463

Fifth Vital Sign – Episode 464 (463/502)

464. Are You Putting Me Through the Wringer?

“The guardian can move to bed number 12 over there.”

The owner of the heavy voice was Jang Deuk-chil, a security guard at our hospital.

Choi Mona, who had been watching the situation, quietly went out and brought him in.

Jang Deuk-chil didn’t come to fight the gangsters.

He came to protect the medical staff from them in case something happened.

No matter how physically fit, good at fighting, and fearless Jang Deuk-chil was, he couldn’t cause friction with the gangsters because he currently worked at the hospital.

Medical staff and hospital employees cannot fight back even if patients and guardians threaten them.

And no matter how good you are at fighting, it is difficult to face ten gangsters who naturally harm people.

“Just a moment!”

As the long-haired man pushed the wheelchair and the rest of his men followed him to bed number 12, Lee Chan-hee stopped them. Then, the gangsters glared at Lee Chan-hee with fierce eyes.

“Why?”

“I’d like to ask you to move to the treatment room over there, not bed number 12.”

“What? You’re telling me to go there instead of number 12?”

The long-haired man pointed to where Lee Chan-hee was pointing and asked again.

“Hey! Doctor?”

He frowned even more, already glaring fiercely, and asked why he was suddenly being asked to move to another place.

“Are you kidding me right now? You told me to go over there and then you told me to go over here. What kind of game are you playing? Are you putting me through the wringer?”

“Of course not. We are closely observing the patient’s condition and guiding you to a private treatment room so that you can receive treatment more comfortably.”

Lee Chan-hee initially directed the gangster patient to bed number 12, like other patients visiting the emergency room, but then changed it to a private treatment room.

The private treatment room in the emergency room is mainly used when a patient arriving at the emergency room is in a critical and urgent situation.

This is because it is easier for medical staff to treat patients in critical situations than in general beds.

So, was the gangster patient in the wheelchair in such a critical situation? That was not certain.

Lee Chan-hee had no information about the patient’s condition because he had not yet conducted an interview or basic examination.

So, the reason he asked to move the patient to a private treatment room was for the safety of other patients.

This is because if the gangsters, who are still glaring and speaking in a quarrelsome manner, cause a riot in the emergency room, other patients could get hurt.

That’s why he’s trying to move them to a private treatment room, which is relatively enclosed and cannot accommodate so many people.

Even so, you might think that they wouldn’t cause a riot in the emergency room, which is not a general outpatient hospital, but they were not ordinary people.

Some ordinary patients sometimes throw medical devices and make a fuss, but these people are on a different level.

There was no harm in being careful because they were people who did not understand common sense and basics.

Being cursed at, glared at, and looked down upon was just unpleasant, but if someone got hurt because of them, then the problem was different.

So, Lee Chan-hee thought that the best he could do now was to start treatment in a situation where everyone was as safe as possible.

“Private treatment room?”

“Yes, it’s a space that is not close to other beds and only has a single bed.”

“Bro, judging by the word ‘private,’ it must be some kind of VVIP room.”

The man standing behind the long-haired man said, and then he nodded and headed to the treatment room with the patient.

“I’ll help you.”

Lee Chan-hee naturally grabbed the handle of the wheelchair that the long-haired man was pushing and entered the treatment room with Nurse Im Jeong-suk and Jang Deuk-chil.

Then, as the long-haired man and the rest of the people tried to enter, he turned around and said.

“As you can see, this is a space where medical staff provides treatment, so guardians please wait outside.”

“Hey! Don’t talk nonsense. What if you guys mess up our chairman’s treatment? Are you trying to separate us from our chairman?”

I expected it to some extent, but the gangsters’ resistance was not easy.

“Then, let’s have only one guardian stay.”

“Okay? Me, Min-gyo, and Cheol-ho will stay, and the rest will wait outside.”

“Yes, sir!”

The long-haired man, the man standing silently right behind him, and the man standing behind him stayed in the treatment room, and the rest of his men were sent out.

“Hello, patient. I heard you came because you were feeling unwell.”

Lee Chan-hee approached the man in his 60s who had moved from the wheelchair to the bed.

“What’s your name?”

“Lee D…”

The man, who was lying down weakly, opened his mouth to answer Lee Chan-hee’s question, but he was not heard well because he had no energy.

“It’s okay, you can speak slowly.”

“Lee… Deuk…”

The man was speaking again, but his voice was not heard well.

Lee Chan-hee, thinking that it wouldn’t work, lowered his head and tried to bring his ear close to the man’s mouth.

“Ugh!”

Suddenly, the long-haired man, Gu Dae-chun, grabbed the gown around Lee Chan-hee’s neck and pulled it back. As a result, Lee Chan-hee’s body was suddenly lifted back.

Even in the midst of this, Gu Dae-chun did not let go of the gown he was holding.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing, guardian?”

After Nurse Im Jeong-suk said a word, security guard Jang Deuk-chil, who was standing with her, grabbed his hand and said.

“Let go of this.”

“What? Buddy. I might hit you.”

Gu Dae-chun slowly released Lee Chan-hee’s gown as if to show off, and threatened him.

“Hey, are you going to hit me? Huh? Can’t a guardian say a word to a doctor? Is a doctor a *byeoseul* [government position or high rank]?”

“That’s not it, I’m just telling you that it’s dangerous because the doctor is treating the patient and you’re suddenly acting out.”

“You said it well. I was worried that our *hyungnim* [respected elder brother or leader] might be in danger because the doctor suddenly acted out on our *hyungnim*. ”

Gu Dae-chun did not feel that his actions were wrong or feel sorry. Rather, he was more confident and dignified.

“Everyone, calm down, we’re in the middle of treatment.”

Lee Chan-hee, who straightened his disheveled gown, reassured Nurse Im Jeong-suk and Jang Deuk-chil, showing that he was okay.

“Ah! And our big *hyungnim’s* name is Lee Deuk-hyeon. Keep that in mind.”

Gu Dae-chun said Lee Deuk-hyeon’s name instead, as if he was doing a favor.

“Lee Deuk-hyeon, what’s wrong with you?”

“Ah! So, our big *hyungnim* saw blood in his stool, so we brought him to the hospital.”

“……!”

Lee Chan-hee’s eyebrows twitched at the word blood in stool.

He was well aware that bleeding in the digestive organs, such as the stomach or intestines, can sometimes be very serious.

Bleeding that is visible on the outside can be stopped quickly and treated surgically. However, with internal bleeding, it is not easy to find where it is in the first place, and even after finding it, it is not easy to stop it.

In any case, you must first find the location of the bleeding.

“Sir, is it very difficult for you to speak?”

“Doctor…”

Lee Deuk-hyeon, who was lying down weakly and looking at Gu Dae-chun, slowly turned his gaze to Lee Chan-hee and opened his mouth. Then, Gu Dae-chun showed a sharp reaction.

“Hey! I told you that our *hyungnim* came here after shitting blood, so 빨리 [quickly] treat him.”

Gu Dae-chun continued, pushing one of Lee Chan-hee’s shoulders with his finger in a very unpleasant way.

“Why do you keep talking to someone who is having a hard time? Huh!”

Gu Dae-chun rushed at Lee Deuk-hyeon, baring his teeth like a lion trampling on a fox that was after his prey.

Lee Chan-hee was honestly afraid of the attitude and sharp tone that treated him like a lower being, not a conversation between people.

Gu Dae-chun gave off an atmosphere that he would hit him right away if he didn’t do what he wanted.

The *moseup* [image/sight] of gangsters that I had *jaemiitge* [enjoyably] seen as a *dangol sojae* [frequent subject] in dramas and movies was scary when I actually faced them.

In particular, the *salgi* [aura of menace] felt in his *salbeolhan* [fierce] eyes made the atmosphere even more harsh.

It was the first time in Lee Chan-hee’s life that he felt what *salgi gadeukhan* [filled with murderous intent] eyes were.

It’s scary. I’m scared and *tteolrinda* [trembling].

Not only himself, but also Nurse Im Jeong-suk, who was with him, would be.

Suddenly, the article about the doctor who *antakkapge* [regrettably] died a few years ago in the emergency room due to a guardian’s *nantuggeuk* [brawl] came to mind, making him feel even more *ajjilhan* [dizzy/faint].

If that’s the case, why did they come to our hospital and make this *nalli* [commotion]?

He *Taekyung’s saenggagi deo jeolsilhada* [He desperately needed Taekyung’s wisdom].

He thought about how *seonsaengnim* [teacher/senior doctor] would have *jinryo* [treated patients] in this situation.

At the same time, what Taekyung had said in the past *tteoolratda* [came to mind] in Lee Chan-hee’s *meoritsok* [head/mind].

‘Once a *hwanjaga* [patient] comes to the *byeongwon* [hospital], the *uisa* [doctor] is responsible for *sallyeoyaji* [saving them] from then on.’

Lee Chan-hee *jeongsineul gada듬eotda* [composed himself].

“I know that the guardian is worried about the *hwanjabun* [patient], but I feel the same way. And unless the *hwanjabun* [patient] can’t speak, it’s right to *jinryo* [treat] while communicating directly.”

“You! If there’s even a small *isang* [problem] with our big *hyungnim’s* body, I won’t *gaman an isseul geoya* [leave you alone/let you get away with it].”

“워! Guardian, *jinjeong jom hasijyo* [please calm down].”

Jang Deuk-chil, who was *makaseogo* [blocking] in front of Gu Dae-chun, said, *dagaoji jom deo his apeuro dagagamyeo* [moving closer to him] so that he could no longer approach.

“*Hwanjabun* [patient], I’ll *jom bolgeyo* [take a look] under your eyes.”

When Lee Chan-hee *danggyeo Ideukhyeon’s arae nunkkeopul* [pulled down Lee Deuk-hyeon’s lower eyelid], the *pitgiga mani sarajin sangtaeyeotda* [blood was mostly gone]. *Botong geonganghan saram’s nunkkeopul is bulgeunsaegeul ttiigo isseotda* [Usually a healthy person’s eyelid is red].

After that, he told him to stick out his tongue and examined it, and as a result, his tongue appeared to be dry.

“First, I will proceed with basic tests: a urine test, an X-ray, and a blood test. Officer Jang, please escort the patient to the restroom.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Nurse Im, please check the vitals and draw blood.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Wait!”

As Jang Deuk-chil and Nurse Im Jeong-suk were moving Lee Deuk-hyeon in a wheelchair and trying to leave the treatment room, Gu Dae-chun once again blocked their path.

“Hey! You should at least explain what condition our *hyungnim* is in right now.”

“Guardian, you can’t do this right now. The patient currently has blood in his stool, which could indicate internal organ bleeding and could be dangerous.”

“Ya! [Hey!]”

Gu Dae-chun suddenly shouted. Unlike his sharp voice until now, he shouted very deliberately.

All the medical staff in the treatment room were surprised, and even the people outside were startled.

* * *

At that moment, Taekyung, who had finished emergency surgery, was just coming out of the operating room.

“Good work.”

“Good work, everyone.”

It was a traffic accident patient who was brought in by ambulance. He had several fractures, but fortunately, his life was not in danger.

The surgery time was longer than expected, but Taekyung was in a good mood because the surgery went well.

“Nurse Jung, give me a call when the patient wakes up in the recovery room.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

Taekyung, who came out of the operating room, went straight to the guardian waiting room to inform the guardian that the patient’s surgery was successful, and after finishing the explanation, he came outside.

“Director!!”

As he came out of the waiting room and walked, he heard a voice calling so loudly that the hallway would be torn apart from afar.

The sound was so loud that it seemed to echo throughout the hallway.

“Director? Director!!”

Taekyung stopped walking and turned his head at the voice of Team Leader Choi, which he could recognize even without looking back.

“Director! This is not the time for you to be doing this.”