I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon - Chapter 8

Episode 8. lucky ticket? clairvoyance? (2)

A few people were trying to stop the bleeding on the man’s leg, and a boy of about 12 or 3 years old was crying and calling for his father.

“What happened?”

The fireman approached and grabbed one of the people around him and asked him, and he turned his head and pointed a finger above his head.

“I fell off an apricot and it looks like I broke my leg. But who is it?”

There were no apricots left at the bottom of the apricot tree, and a few apricots remained at the very top.

“I’m a passing member, so I’ll take a look.”

“You are the senator. Come over here.”

When he said that he was a member of the council, the man who was answering changed his tone at once.

The painter approached the man whose leg was covered in blood and examined the wound first.

“Let me touch you.”

“Keuuugh, do that.”

When the fireman removed the cloth from the wound the men had been holding, blood trickled down his leg.

‘Is this torn too much? First of all, how did you stop the bleeding and then break the bones?’

The painter hurriedly tied a cloth just above the patient’s knee, twisted a tree branch, and tightened it.

When the blood vessels were compressed, the amount of blood gushing out was noticeably reduced.

“oh-. He said he was a member of the legislative branch, so he’s amazing.”

“I know.”

The eyes of those who were pressing the wound with a cloth became round.

The painter wiped away the blood with a cloth and inspected the wound.

‘Fortunately, the blood vessels are fine.’

“It hurts here…”

“Ouch! Oh, it hurts!”

‘The bones are broken very properly.’

The fireman put on a slightly puzzled expression.

Hemostasis can be done to some extent by washing off the blood and compressing the wound with a cold wet towel, but fixing broken bones is not a fireman’s specialty.

Of course, remembering the orthopedic training he had during his internship, even if it was not his specialty, the painter began to take a closer look at the affected area.

‘Okay, but it’s not a compound fracture, so I’ll be able to do something. But I don’t have much experience with this, so it’s better to match the young bones…’

“Ahh!”

As I twisted my leg slightly, the man let out a scream with all his might.

Left again Whoa! Take it down and wow!

‘driving me crazy. This isn’t normal. I can’t confirm how the bones were broken, so it’s difficult to palpate with my skills.’

It was embarrassing, but I couldn’t just let it go.

The man shuddered when he opened the affected area to see how the bone had been broken.

“Kahiah …..”

I couldn’t say how painful it was.

If a bone broke and severely tore the surrounding ligaments or fascia, that part had to be stitched up as well.

‘Let’s stop the bleeding first.’

“Hey, bring me some ice water and a clean towel or rag.”

The fireman shouted to the people around him, but no one moved.

And one of them asked.

“Where do you get ice water in this non-winter weather?”

Oops.

The painter instantly realized what he had done wrong. what did i say now This is a world without refrigerators, and this is, moreover, a slum.

“Give me some cold water, please. And if you have boiled water, bring it.”

“Can I get water from the well?”

The child who had been crying all this time jumped up and ran and asked.

“huh.”

“I’ll remember soon.”

The fireman pressed the wound to reduce the bleeding while the child fetched water, and opened his mouth to the people around him.

“If there is no boiled water, someone please boil some water.”

“I will boil water for you.”

The man who had the first conversation with the fireman soon moved away from him.

‘The needle and the thread are with me. I’ll have to prepare in advance.’

The painter took out from his bosom the needles the women use to sew clothes.

I ordered a surgical needle from the blacksmith, but it took time, so I had to bring a needle and silk thread from home temporarily.

The needle was slightly sharpened on a whetstone, so it was thinner than a normal needle.

“Could you bring me some wood to use as a splint?”

“What is a splint?”

When someone asked, the fireman explained the splint.

“Oh, I will make it.”

The one who asked the question ran straight to the house and started to cut the firewood he had collected for sale into thin slices.

The painter tried to stop the bleeding while imagining how the patient’s leg bones might have been broken.

‘The inside of the shin is swelling so badly that the broken bone tore the ligaments and fascia on the inside. Then this side must be out of alignment… Since the muscles on the other side are not damaged, this side is fine… Huh?’

The fireman, who had been imagining how his bones would have broken as he looked at the swollen skin, blinked his eyes in amazement as if he had seen something he couldn’t see.

Unbelievably, the fractured shape of the bone was faintly visible, as if through an X-ray.

‘How did this happen?’

The faint image resembled the image he had drawn in his head.

‘What is this? Are you clairvoyant? Or did I get an optical illusion because I saw a lot of human figures?’

The painter was blinded for a while, and the part that had become more and more transparent began to fade.

‘Oh, this… Wait a minute, wait a minute.’

The fireman hurriedly moved his hand as the shape of the bone, which had been visible for a moment, was about to disappear.

Crunchy Crunchy.

“Click …..”

When the Hwibu suddenly hit the bone, the man screamed and pushed the fire.

thud.

“I’m fixing a broken bone, so hold this man so he can’t move.”

At the words of the fireman who fell down on his butt, some people around him rushed and restrained the man.

“Be patient.”

The vague shape of the bones had completely disappeared, but the painter skillfully matched the bones.

Crumpled.

‘I got it right.’

The feeling of something fitting in was transmitted to my fingertips.

‘By the way, what was that faint thing that looked like looking at an X-ray film?’

The painter, relieved for a while, looked at the patient’s legs to see what he had seen earlier, and tried to strain his eyes, but the same phenomenon did not appear again.

‘I feel like I’ve seen something in vain.’

What I saw, what I saw, what I imagined, what was projected. It is clearly ‘seen’.

‘Did the bastards give you at least one ability? If you’re going to give it, give it right. If you can really see it, you’ll be able to see your mother’s gallbladder… I don’t know. It will happen again someday.’

The painter put off his worries for a while.

A boy who went to fetch water was bringing a large bucket of water.

“Senator! Water here!”

“Good work.”

“Is your father okay?”

At the boy’s words, the painter looked at the patient.

Somehow the patient was not moving.

Apparently, he, who had been suppressed by the people around him because he had pushed himself a little while ago, was lying still with no one holding him.

The painter hurriedly placed his hand on the patient’s nose.

‘Fortunately, he’s breathing.’

“Yes. are you okay. I was shocked and just passed out for a moment. You’ll wake up soon.”

While the painter was talking, it suddenly occurred to him that it would be nice to stitch up the wound while the patient passed out.

“Give me the water.”

“yes.”

The painter poured water and wiped the affected area.

Originally, this kind of work requires at least boiling water, but waiting for someone to boil the water and wait for it to cool down was too short of a time.

As I wiped my legs with cold water, the fainting victim’s body trembled.

“If he wakes up, please hold him tight so he can’t move, in case he gets out of control again.”

“yes.”

As the men grabbed the patient’s body and legs again at the painter’s words, the painter hurriedly took up the prepared needle and began to sew the flesh.

‘I want to sew the ligaments and fascia that would have been torn by the broken bone, but right now it could get worse if I touch it, so let’s try to stop the bleeding first.’

In fact, ligaments and fascia were also parts that naturally healed over time if they weren’t torn too much.

Ligament and fascia damage would not be great if the shadow of the bone that was faint a while ago and the sensation of the fingertips felt when he matched the bones were not wrong.

‘It’s not a surgical needle, it’s really hard.’

The painter shook his head inwardly.

If the skin had been stitched in this way in modern times, patients and their families would have been caught by the collar.

By the time the sewing was finished, the man who had gone earlier brought a piece of firewood trimmed to be used as a splint.

The fireman sighed only after placing a thick cloth on the crude firewood to immobilize the patient’s feet.

‘Now you’re about to wake up. thank god.’

If I had woken up while sewing, I would have suffered quite a bit.

‘Come to think of it, the patient passed out both times.’

I desperately felt the need to develop an anesthetic.

While the painter was saddened by the poor operation, the people who watched his surgery were surprised as if they had seen a new world.

Although this place is said to be a slum, there were warriors who participated in the subjugation of bandits in the past, and there was a long-lost warrior who broke his name in his hometown. There were people who lived as a hunting business, and there were also those who once served in the military.

To them, the fireman’s surgery was no different from a divine skill.

In particular, Aman was making an expression of disbelief as he touched his sore leg.

‘I hit the broken bone in an instant. My leg was misfit before and I still limp.’

When he broke a bone in his leg, he remembered that two members of the legislature had more than one corner and hit the bone while sweating profusely.

Even after I matched it like that, I wonder if it was wrong or not fixed properly, and I still feel sore after more than ten years, and I can’t even lift heavy objects.

Thanks to the misfortune of that time, Aman learned how to hit a certain amount when a bone is broken.

However, I couldn’t even touch the broken leg of the five intestines because I was not confident enough to hit it, but the young-looking doctor in front of me was able to hit it in an instant.

It was the name of a man with a broken leg.

‘Do you sew the flesh there? Did you do this? Are you stitching it so it doesn’t bleed? Hmm-. Awesome, awe-inspiring! I’m suspicious.’

Aman stared at the fireman’s face.

No matter how you look at it, she looked younger than her own daughter.

‘Thirteen or four? Fifteen doesn’t look like it…. It’s high and great. It’s a ghost-like medicine.’

Even if they were military doctors who specialized only in treating injured soldiers, it would not be like that.

Aman thought he should first know the identity of the young medical doctor or doctor.

“Hey, Congressman, why did you come to our village?”

At Aman’s question, the fireman’s mind, which had been lost in thought, returned to reality.

“Oh, I’m here to rescue mice. Could I possibly buy some mice?”

“A rat a rat? What do you want a mouse for?”

They say they eat mice, but the other person doesn’t look like someone who will eat mice.

“I have something to write about.”

“Hmm~. How many do you want to buy?”

“I want to buy about 20 of them first.”

“20? There’s a lot of lies. It’s hard to get it right away, but I can get it if you need it.”

“Then please hold me.”

“But how are you going to pay for it?”

The fireman offered a fair price, knowing that rats were also traded in the slums.

“If you catch 20, I’ll give you one.”

“Only one cat?”

“yes.”

Aman frowned slightly.

Even if people in the slums do business with each other, they get that much money.

“A little more…”

“I’ll get it for you.”

Then a sudden voice interrupted. It was Obo, the son of Ojang, who had been treated for his leg by a young doctor.

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