I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon - Chapter 54

Episode 54. If you get appendicitis here, you will die. (2)

“Leave the pharynx and hold it with scissors.”

Scissors and Tongs was an explanation of Kelly in plain language that others could understand.

“yes.”

“Where did you put the needle?”

“It’s over there.”

“No, why is that over there… no. I will come.”

The painter hurriedly brought the needle. There was no time now to point out mistakes.

After cutting the appendix with a knife, he held the needle with the needle holder and began stitching the intestine at high speed.

“Your patient is not breathing.”

Then Bo put his hand on the tip of the patient’s nose and called the fireman in a hurry.

“Damn it, why do you have to do it at this time… I haven’t sewed it all yet.”

‘Hwabu, focus. Concentration. You have to stay calm at times like this. If I shake, Bo will become more anxious.”

The painter took a deep breath and worked his hands faster to sew the intestines all the way.

Actually, stopping breathing for a few tens of seconds wasn’t such a big deal.

“Bo you are holding on to it.”

“yes.”

The fireman hurried to the head.

Kwadeuk.

However, the patient’s mouth was tightly closed so that it could not be opened by the fireman’s power. The painter had experienced this once before, so he hurriedly inserted the needle between the patient’s jawbones.

After sticking the needle in, I opened my mouth and it opened easily, just like Congressman Bong did before.

The fireman opened his mouth and inserted the ambu air tube into his molars.

If the air injection pipe of the ambu is bitten between the teeth, air cannot enter, so you must pass the air injection pipe through the part of the wisdom tooth that is often empty even when the teeth are closed inside the molars.

The air injection tube was inserted into the airway, and a rolled rag was placed between the teeth, and the mouth was closed.

And I quickly pressed Ambu.

“One, two, three, four…”

After a short break.

“One two three four…”

The patient immediately began to breathe again.

The fireman hurriedly returned to the operating room and checked for any other problems before closing the stomach.

‘Oh, that’s amazing!’

Ohbo felt a sense of awe beyond admiration as he assisted the painter in the surgery.

Although I don’t know much about medicine, I had never heard of an operation to cut open the stomach and cut out the intestines.

Acupuncture, decoction, moxibustion, and salve were all, and I heard that sometimes they used innocuous or expensive amulets, but none of them were as good as the surgery the painter had just shown.

‘It was great to cure tetanus, but this seems to be even greater than that.’

The painter closed the stomach and was stitching the patient’s skin, subcutaneous tissue, and muscle separately.

In the past, I used to hold the needle with my hand, but now I was able to handle it more skillfully than when I held the needle with tongs.

‘I don’t know if this man will survive or die, but if he survives like the doctor said, then I’m looking at God’s medicine.’

I saw a lot of people in slums who died after suffering from a stomach ache like that for a few days.

Adults said that they would die of stomach pain because they ate anything.

Once you get sick like that, you die, but the fireman saved such a person.

‘faith! Confucius Hwa is a god.’

In the eyes of Obo, every single movement of the fireman came in intact and stuck.

‘want to learn. Like Confucius, I also want to save the dead.’

In Obo’s eyes, a high-level desire of medicine, not a primary desire to escape from hunger, began to enter.

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Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

When the patient was struggling with the sound of boiling phlegm, the painter ran right away and removed the ambu.

The painter rolled his eyelids slightly.

“I will wake up soon.”

“Turn off …..”

After a while, Jeondong woke up like the fireman’s words.

He couldn’t come to his senses for a while, but after a while, he came to his senses.

“Am I not dead?”

“yes. The operation went well. This is your appendix.”

When the painter showed the appendix in a porcelain bowl, Jeondong made an expression as if he was seeing something strange.

“This is what Chungsu looks like.”

“yes.”

“Then why did you tie my arms and legs?”

“If you wake up during surgery, you can struggle. So it’s tied. Let go of the boya line.”

“yes.”

When Obo released the string, Jeondong tried to see his lower belly.

“Keugh!”

“Don’t move.”

“Ah ah yes.”

“Keep lying down for the rest of the day.”

“All right.”

“Anyway, you are very patient. I gave you medicine to relieve the pain, but it still hurts a lot.”

“It hurts, but it’s bearable because I’m still.”

“Now that you’ve come to your senses, I’ll let the people who are waiting for the man to finish his surgery come in.”

“Hey there, I’m very thirsty. Can’t I get some water? I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday.”

“It’s not possible. No matter how thirsty you are, you shouldn’t eat anything until you fart.”

“A bar fart?”

“yes.”

“Do you fart even though you haven’t eaten?”

“It usually comes out in a day or two. Until then, be patient no matter how thirsty you are.”

“I see.”

After a while, the fireman opened the door to the office and went out to announce the end of the operation.

“I heard that the operation went well, but is this the Chungsoonga that hurt you?”

“yes.”

“It looks just like pork giblets.”

“It’s similar to human intestines and pig intestines.”

“Is this the area you had surgery on?”

“Yes, don’t touch it.”

“Ah yes…”

The fireman listened to the voices of the people, took off his outer garment, and washed his hands in hot water.

‘Whoa~ It’s a very poor environment compared to the future, but it seems like I had my first proper surgery.’

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“Hum-hum!”

“ah! Congressman Song, it’s been a while since you came out.”

“Heh, yes. Are you okay too?”

“Thanks to you, I am in good health. As expected, Congressman Song is the best in our Chohyeon.”

“Hehe, what else are you doing with gold lacquer?”

The praise of Cho-hyeon as the best performer always shrugged Song-rim’s shoulders.

Even though members of Congress Bong and Congressman Han and Seok threatened his reputation, he did not care much.

‘No matter how much fame they build up, rich rich people and high-ranking officials are all looking for me.’

Jo Sung, who was being treated by him not long ago, died of tetanus, but it is tetanus, which is known to be incurable anyway. Since he was a patient who had no choice but to die no matter who did it, the rich and the high-ranking officials still looked for themselves as the first priority.

The reputation for being the best had such a side effect.

“The money you make by treating numerous patients in a few days, I am earning by treating a few patients. The class is different. Heh heh heh…..”

Songlim treated the hostess of the Hahoo family and happily touched her thick pockets before heading to the kibang.

One of his habits was to relieve the stress he received while treating patients by harassing gisaengs when he received a lump sum like today.

“Oh, Congressman Song. How are you coming after so long?”

When Congressman Song appeared, the owner of Seonhyangru greeted him by running out with socks.

In fact, whenever a customer appears giving her money, she always jumps out with a pair of socks.

“It’s been a while. You came a few days ago.”

“You have to come every day.”

“If you come every day, when will you treat the patient?”

“I’ll give you a room, so treat the patient there.”

“Will wealthy and high-ranking officials come to Gibang-el for treatment? Don’t be shy and call me Myeongseon.”

“Myeongseonin already has passengers.”

“Damn, is there a Hanyang who came before me? What kind of kid are you?”

Congressman Song is very solemn in the world, but here, his tone is almost like a rogue.

“You know I can’t tell you that. Instead, Wolseon will call for you.”

“Keuheum, it’s not like the moonshine. Are there any new ones who haven’t raised their heads yet?”

“If I had a child to raise my hair, I sent someone to the congressman first. If you don’t like Wolseon, how about Hwaseon?”

“Hwaseon! Fireworks are good. His face is a little short, but instead he is very hot and knows a lot. Okay, call the shipyard.”

“Hae-soo, go and tell Hwa-seon that Congressman Song is here, and tell him to bring drinks to the Maehwa Room.”

“yes.”

As the young girl, who seemed to be a classmate, ran away, Congressman Song opened his mouth insinuatingly.

“Isn’t that bad when you put your hair up?”

“Oh, Senator, too. It’s an app that hasn’t even come out yet.”

“Yes, Curm. I was confused because I put on makeup.”

“If I receive a name to be put up for a miracle later, I will send someone to the congressman first.”

“I’m not joking about that.”

“I’m not going to joke with the congressman.”

“Hehe, did I say my name was Hae-soo? In a few years, it will be very beautiful.”

“I am also a child with high expectations. When I first came, I was skinny and unattractive, but in less than a year, I’m starting to look pretty.”

“Haesura, I will remember you. If you give it to someone else first, I’ll hang up here.”

“Do not worry. How do you see me?”

Burr.

Hae-soo felt disgust as if a snake’s tongue was licking her entire body while Congressman Song scanned her up and down.

After the death of her grandmother, she left Sochon and became a motive of Seonhyangnu with her younger sister.

Of course, she wasn’t stupid either, so she knew that courtesans here didn’t just play instruments, dance, and sing.

From the time I came here, I had been prepared to do something like that.

However, no matter how determined she was and being educated by her senior courtesans, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of disgust when she saw the eyes of someone like Congressman Song.

Not long after I moved on, I arrived at a painting room where gisaengs were gathered.

“Hwa-seon’s older sister.”

“Are there guests?”

“yes. I am Congressman Song.”

“Damn it, he must be that person.”

“Ayu, unnie’s breasts won’t be left today.”

Not only Hwa-seon, but also the faces of the other gisaengs who were with her were distorted at about the same time.

“It’s called the Maehwa Room.”

“okay. Eh, I guess I’m having a bad day today.”

When Hwa-sun got up with her instrument, Hae-soo ran to the kitchen.

When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw my younger brother Haewon peeling potatoes.

Haewon-in suffered from a fever when he was young and had a big scar on his face. So I couldn’t motivate myself and instead I was learning how to make food in the kitchen.

“Haewon.”

“uh! sister.”

“A guest has arrived. It’s a plum blossom room.”

“all right.”

After placing an order for Sook-su in the Haewon-in kitchen, he came out with a handful of fried rice.

“Eat this, sister.”

“I ate.”

“If you run around all night, you’ll get hungry quickly. Eat quickly.”

“Did you eat something?”

“I’m still in the kitchen, so I never go hungry.”

“Yeah, I got it. I will eat well.”

“huh. Oh, you know that it’s Grandma’s anniversary in a few days, right?”

“Of course you know. I already told Ruju that I was taking the day off.”

“I also told you beforehand.”

“How could I forget my grandmother’s anniversary? Ruju said that he would even attach an escort to help us get back safely.”

The escort is well-spoken, but in fact, he is a watcher so that he does not run away.

“Yes, Suk-soo said he would pack food for the table. That’s great.”

“Good job then. I might have another guest, so I have to go quickly.”

“Okay. Good job, sister.”

When Hae-won started peeling potatoes again, Hae-soo quickly disappeared with quick steps.

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