I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon - Chapter 20

Episode 20. CPR (1) The

fireman and the flower pot stopped eating and looked at the place that had become noisy.

A woman was screaming and trying to stop the man, and two men were entangled in each other, swearing and fighting.

A chair broke and a table topped over as the two men got into a fight.

The people around them got up and avoided their seats, and the fight between the two intensified.

The young jeomsoi did not even think of stopping the fight, and the owner of the inn stepped forward to stop it, but it was not enough.

“Why are you fighting like that?”

“I know. From the looks of it, it looks like a party…”

The fireman and the flower pot did not intend to stop the fight, so they stood at a distance with the others and watched.

Perfuck.

At one point, the punching and punching each other turned into a one-sided beating.

A man was sitting on his opponent’s chest and was swinging his fist, but the hit man did not resist and just continued to be beaten.

“이 개새끼야 돈지랄 할 데가 따로 있지 친구의 여자를 꼬시…. 응? Hey, what’s wrong with you bastard…”

The man who had been beating the opponent suddenly panicked and stopped punching.

slap slap …..

Then, after a while, he slapped the fallen man on the face and started to get confused.

“Hey hey, take it easy. hey sangdeok Hey…..”

“Jongpan oppa, what’s wrong with you? Could it be that Sangdeok’s older brother is dead?”

“You bastard, if you hadn’t cheated on me, wouldn’t I have had to fight Sangdeok?”

“What kind of wind is wind? It’s just that Sang-deok and oppa met for a while because he said he was busy. And G. Does it matter now? I think Sangdeok’s brother is dead, but come to your senses! Oppa…..”

The man who was punching and the woman who was pretending to stop him now panicked and started to wake up their friend who was not sure if he had passed out or was dead.

“Tsk, seeing that he wasn’t breathing, he must have died from being hit in the vitals.”

The pot shook his head as he looked at the man named Sangdeok, who was motionless.

Even a person who has not mastered martial arts could die if he accidentally hit a vital point.

If you die like that, you can’t survive no matter what.

It is often said that there are times when a doctor puts acupuncture on it to save it, but that actually wakes up a person who has passed out, not a person who has stopped breathing like that.

As far as the flowerpot knew, so did most people in the inn.

“I killed four people. The author killed a person.”

“I didn’t kill myself. Did you die fighting? Holy shit! Ye-yeon, I’ll go and call the doctor.”

The embarrassed man hurriedly got up and ran out of the inn.

“Oh brother. Sa Sang-deok’s older brother. Come to your senses. Where can I die like this? Oppa…..”

* * *

“Let me take a look.”

Then, when he came to them, he saw the fireman squatting beside the fallen man.

“uh! Wonhwa.”

The pot only then realized that the younger brother next to him had disappeared without a trace, and hurriedly approached the painter.

“Are you a Member of Parliament?”

“yes.”

When the woman heard that the painter was a doctor, she sat down on the floor as if her tension had eased.

The painter turned over the eyelids of the man named Sangdeok.

‘No pupil reaction, no breathing, no pulse!’

It was a classic heart attack symptom.

In this case, if a defibrillator is used in the chest, there is a high probability that the heart will work again, but there is no way such a device exists here…

The fireman hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.

“Wonhwa, what are you trying to do?”

At that time, the flowerpot approached and squatted down with a curious expression.

“I want to do something for a while.”

The painter answered and opened Sang-deok’s mouth and scraped away the blood blocking his airway with his fingers.

‘Hey, the airway is secured, has the time passed by about a minute? There’s not much stiffness…’

CPR is best done quickly. The odds are half and half. To keep the ribs from breaking as much as possible…..

“So, it’s Wonhwa. What are you going to do? huh?”

The fireman did not have time to answer his brother’s questions, nor did he have time to explain.

“I know when I see it.”

The painter took off his coat and rolled it up like a pillow to lightly support the back of his neck.

‘One two three four…..’

Ududuk.

In the middle, there was the sound of a rib being broken. Even so, the painter didn’t care at all and repeated.

“Is that CPR?”

The flower pot asked with a puzzled yet curious expression, but the painter could not answer.

As he frantically pressed his chest, he opened Sang-deok’s mouth, covered his nose, and breathed in vigorously.

Whoa~.

jump!

Not only the flower pots, but also the mouths of the people around them naturally opened together.

“To me and to the dead man… Are you crazy?”

The flower pot was frightened, but the painter continued to press his chest again and again and blow into his mouth.

‘Damn, it hasn’t been long since I died of shock, so if I did this much, I’d probably wake up…..’

The fireman actually learned CPR, but it was the first time he’d ever done it himself.

At the hospital, doctors had little to do with CPR.

Cool.

The man, who had been holding his chest for a while and couldn’t breathe, suddenly coughed up blood clots.

Only then did the painter stop pressing his chest and examine the man’s condition.

After coughing a few times, the man took a deep breath.

‘Oh, I’ll get back to life soon.’

The fireman was relieved and wiped the sweat from his face.

After a while, the man opened his eyes and took a deep breath and looked around.

“The long -term bastard is so big …..”

Sangdeok groaned for a while, and soon, so many people stood around and looked around and looked bewildered.

“You are alive! Oh brother, are you okay?”

Then the woman, who had been very nervous behind the fireman until now, intervened.

“Hehehe Ye-yeon, where is Jong-pan going…”

“Did Jong-pan go to pick up oppa from the clinic?”

“Why a member of parliament?”

“I went to pick him up because my brother died.”

“My self is dead?”

“I couldn’t breathe and my eyes were completely gone, but the doctor next to me saved me.”

At Ye-yeon’s words, Sang-deok turned his head and looked at the fireman.

The painter was examining the condition of the end plate after wiping his sweat.

“I’m awake, but I still need absolute rest. Lie down first.”

“yes yes? But am I really dead?”

“Well, maybe it was. Go ahead and lie down. oh yes yes If I hadn’t helped him with CPR, he would have already become a corpse.”

gulp.

After listening to the fireman’s words, Jongpan swallowed a dry saliva to see if he could gradually grasp the reality.

“A dead body… But what is CPR?”

“It’s a medical technique that saves people from sudden shock deaths like you.”

The painter put his finger on Sang-deok’s carotid artery to measure his pulse and check the condition of his heart.

‘Number 7…..’

Like a heart that came back from death, it was beating terribly.

It is forcibly moving in order to return the blood of the body. After taking stock for a while, the pulse soon changed to six beats. Still fast, but gradually stabilizing.

The fireman then removed his hand from his neck.

“Great. Anyway, why does your head hurt so much?”

Sang-deok shook his head as if he had a severe headache and even touched his aching chest.

“Now listen. Your heart just stopped. You know? When the heart stops, the blood doesn’t circulate, and when the blood doesn’t circulate, the first thing to be shocked is the head. So now your head hurts. Fortunately, the time the heart stopped was short, so it seems to have recovered quickly, but what happens when the blood stops? yes you die The blood stopped then started to flow again. In other words, all the organs in the current body died and came back to life. So for the time being, take a good rest while eating good food at home. It will be fine in a day or two.”

Only then did Sangdeok begin to tremble with his teeth rattling, as if the pain was coming from all over his body.

It’s early summer now, so even though it’s early evening, people don’t shiver from the cold.

However, Sang-deok felt a sudden chill and a terrible pain as if his intestines were being scratched with a piece of porcelain.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu00​ Why is my body like this?”

Sangdeok felt a terrible fear as the pain gradually increased.

When my heart stopped fighting like crazy, I didn’t have time to feel fear, but rather, I was more scared now that I was alive.

“You’re not going to die like this, are you?”

“I will not die. It will be fine. First of all, the important thing right now is to keep your body warm, host!”

“yes yes. Senator.”

The owner of the inn quickly answered as if he was nearby.

“Go get me some hot water that will burn your mouth. And if possible, bring a thick blanket or clothes. Oh, is there a fire in the kitchen?”

“yes.”

“Please take this person to the Buddha.”

“I see.”

When the owner of the inn ordered shopkeepers to move Sangdeok to the fireplace in the kitchen, the fireman and flower pots followed, and the onlookers could not follow in and tried to watch from the door because the kitchen was narrow.

However, there were not many people who could stand at the door to watch one person enter.

The fireman checked Sangdeok’s condition while the shop assistants prevented people from entering.

‘Well, this should be fine.’

There is no medicine anyway, so there is no prescription.

The intestines will be released if you drink warm water, and your body will get better when the heat rises. The painter put his finger on the carotid artery of Sangdeok’s neck and counted the pulse rate.

The pulse rate, which used to beat 6 times per breath, had decreased to 5 times.

‘Fortunately, he’s a young man, so he’s quickly finding stability.’

Tap, tap, tap…..

As the painter nodded, Sang-deok asked in a cold sweat.

“Sir, I’m not going to die, am I?”

“I’m working hard right now, so please be patient. If you drink warm water and take a day or so, you should be able to move your body. Bring some more water here.”

“yes.”

“And did you say Yeyeon Sojeo?”

“yes? Ah yes.”

“Don’t be like that, please massage this man’s arms and legs.”

“yes.”

When Jeom So-yi brought him hot water, Sang-deok trembled and drank.

It was very hot, so I blew on and drank it.

After drinking water and Yeyeon massaging her limbs for a while, Sangdeok’s condition began to noticeably improve.

Her pale face had turned red in color.

“If possible, don’t move too much. Oh, since this is just an inn, you can sleep here instead of going home.”

At the words of the fireman, Sangdeok, who had calmed down a bit now, nodded.

“thank you. Senator.”

“What. If you’re a member of parliament, you’re just doing what you’re supposed to do.”

“Won-hwa, this person seems to be fully alive now, so let’s go back to our seats.”

At that time, the potted plant that had been watching from the side so far intervened.

There was a high probability that the food that had been ordered due to the commotion would have become difficult to eat.

“Your brother, it will be enough without me getting involved now.”

“Thank you for saving me. Senator.”

“Oh, you know you have to pay for treatment.”

“yes! It’s all natural. Thank you.”

The painter thought for a while about how much to pay, then noticed that the clothes Sangdeok and the woman next to him were wearing were quite high quality.

‘They are ornaments hanging in clusters on fine silk clothes… I can call a lot.’

“It’s 50 cats.”

“Here it is.”

Without hesitation, Sang-deok took out a hermit (silver ingot) from his bosom. One hermit is 100 nyang of Osujeon.

“uh! This is too much money.”

There was no change of 50 nyang in the pocket of the painter. I was in a hurry to borrow money from my brother, but Sang-deok waved his hand.

“The change is done. He died and came back to life, so how much money would he be obsessed with?”

‘How much?’

“If so, I will be grateful.”

The painter did not hesitate to make any reservations.

As the painter tried to leave the kitchen with his brother, Sang-deok opened his mouth.

“Hey Congressman, I’d like to treat you to a meal.”

“Please serve the meal later. Right now, Confucius Sangdeok has difficulty eating hard or chewy food. You can only drink warm water today and eat porridge from tomorrow morning.”

“Is that so. Then I’ll treat you to a meal later. By the way, where is your medical room?”

“I am learning medicine at Bonga Uibang.”

“ah! It’s Bongga’s room. Okay. See you later.”

“yes.”

The fireman said goodbye and came out of the kitchen.

When I returned to the seat where I sat earlier, the Hwagwatang was emitting heavy smoke and the remaining meat was dusty.

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