Level Up Doctor - Chapter 158

Preparing for farewell (4)

Choi Ki-seok’s shout made the staff freeze.

Even though the surgery was successful, his tone of voice was very urgent.

“What’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”

Jang Hyuk-pil tilted his head and stared at Choi Ki-seok.

“Professor, can we take a closer look at the patient before closing the surgical area? There are always what ifs.”

“I’ve already seen the patient throughout the surgery.”

“I know that. But…”

Choi Ki-seok was unable to continue speaking.

The newly acquired skill Sixth Sense relies on intuition. So, if you tell the staff about your feelings, it won’t make much of a difference.

“but?”

“You may think this is absurd, but I have a bad feeling. So I would like to take one last look at the patient.”

“What do you think, Taesik?”

“I think it’ll be okay for a little while.”

“Okay. Then let’s all look at it together.”

“thank you.”

Choi Ki-seok bowed his head and expressed his gratitude. And he used the Eye of Hippocrates on his patients.

The patient’s condition is non-emergency.

Progress is good.

As a result, the collaborative surgery was completed successfully.

So then why did the sixth sense kick in?

Choi Ki-seok used the dragon’s eye zoom-in mode to find the reason.

From the coronary artery operated on first to the left ventricle of the mitral valve.

I looked closely, but there was no problem.

There were no areas where bleeding was not controlled or where the sutures were disturbed.

‘driving me crazy.’

Frustration rose up to my throat.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Hyukpil Jang and Taesik Kim also diligently examined the surgical area, but could not find anything unusual.

Ki-seok Choi felt anxious and turned his gaze to the aorta.

While maintaining zoom-in mode, I searched the surroundings as if I was trying to find a hidden object.

“Professor. This way!”

Choi Ki-seok’s voice rose.

“where?”

“Here’s the problem.”

Ki-Seok Choi pointed to a branch of the aorta with forceps. There was a convex pouch above the blood vessels.

It’s an aortic aneurysm.

There are two types of aneurysms: spindle-shaped aneurysms in which the blood vessel swells, and aneurysms in which a cyst forms above the blood vessel. The latter was discovered.

“I can’t see very well?”

“I will adjust your lupe (optical glasses).”

Jang Hyuk-pil, with the help of Kang Ha-na, looked at the place Choi Ki-seok pointed.

For a moment, the eyebrows furrowed.

“It’s a real aortic aneurysm.”

“Yes. It’s not at a dangerous level yet, but if left as is, it may rupture at some point.”

“I never thought there was a problem with the aorta. I found it well.”

Jang Hyuk-pil stared at Choi Ki-seok with a proud gaze.

“Meth.”

When Jang Hyuk-pil slit the pocket, blood flowed out, and Kim Tae-sik quickly started suctioning.

If the aortic aneurysm is severe, it is replaced with an artificial blood vessel, but since it is still in the early stages, it can be treated simply.

Eventually, the aortic aneurysm treatment procedure, which lasted about 10 minutes, was completed.

‘Now that’s enough!’

A smile appeared on Choi Ki-seok’s lips.

The pain that felt like being stabbed in the head and chest by the unique sense of the sixth sense disappeared.

The last Saber surgery was completed successfully.

“Still stuck on something?”

“doesn’t exist.”

“I’ve been waiting for you to say that. Now let’s close it.”

With the assistance of Kim Tae-sik and Choi Ki-seok, the surgical area was resewn.

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As the heart-lung machine was turned off, everyone’s eyes turned to the patient monitoring device. This is the moment when the report card of the collaborative Saber surgery, which lasted nearly 8 hours, is revealed.

“Vitals are slowly recovering.”

“There is no problem with the gauze suture curtain ball counting. There is no problem with the GS part either.”

The voices of Shin Ah-reum and Kang Ha-na rang out loudly.

After a while, Hwang Ki-jeong returned to normal vitals and the entire staff cheered with joy.

“Wow wow wow!”

“I did it!”

Shouts of joy shook the rosette.

“Phew… I saved an hour with this.”

Jo Ji-hwan, who was observing, leaned against the back of his chair.

Having Hwang Ki-jeong undergo Saber surgery was a big gamble for him.

If the surgery is successful, it will serve as a stepping stone for Uijin University’s thoracic surgery department to join the Big 5 hospitals, but if it fails, the heart clinic, which has become an issue at best, will collapse.

Fortunately, the gamble paid off.

‘It’s all over now. If we just wait until the vice hospital director election…’

A deep smile appeared on Jo Ji-hwan’s lips.

“Everyone worked hard. Let’s go out.”

Hyukpil Jang took the lead, followed by other staff members.

Tiring!

[You have completed the hidden mission ‘Proper Use of the Sixth Sense’. 1000 P.P.

and 50 reinforcement stones are provided as rewards.]

[Special mission. You have completed the ‘Saber Team’s last surgery.’ 2000 P.P

and a new title, Heartbeat, are provided.]

Amid a barrage of notifications, the beds on which the staff and patients lay were moved outside the operating room.

“Teacher. What happened to our Kijeong?”

“The surgery was completed successfully, right?”

Hwang Ki-jeong’s family members who were waiting jumped up from their seats.

“The surgery was completed safely. Rest assured.”

“Thank you, sir. Thank you.”

Hwang Ki-jeong’s mother, Jin Yang-hye, sobbed, and Jang Hyuk-pil went over and hugged her lightly.

Choi Ki-seok felt a deep resonance from that sight.

okay.

The decision to choose thoracic surgery was not wrong.

* * *

That afternoon.

Ki-seok Choi finished his work and went to the surgical intensive care unit.

After taking an air shower and entering the isolation room, I saw Hwang Ki-jeong sleeping soundly.

A smile appeared on his lips as he looked down at Hwang Ki-jeong.

I was grateful to Hwang Ki-jeong for enduring the long surgery.

Although he was unconscious, he battled the disease along with the Saber team staff.

As I was leaving the intensive care unit after checking on the thoracic surgery patients, Myungwoon Jeong approached me from across the room.

“Hello professor.”

“Are you here to see the patient?”

“yes.”

Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.

“Thank you so much for today. Thanks to the professor, Saber’s surgery was able to be completed safely.”

“It’s natural for a doctor to see patients. I don’t think it’s something to be thanked for, right?”

Jeong Myeong-woon continued calmly.

“What is the patient’s condition?”

“After the surgery, my vitals remain stable. There are no special aftereffects.”

“That’s good. By the way, I heard you’re going to Meijo Hospital soon?”

“Yes. My work ends this week and I plan to go to Minnesota at the end of next month.”

“It’s Meijo Hospital…”

Myeongwoon Jeong rubbed his chin.

“Are we going on the recommendation of Professor Song Myeong-jin?”

“you’re right.”

“If my internship experience is recognized, I will do the surgical rotation first.”

The American surgical process and the Korean surgical process are different.

This is because after the internship, each surgery undergoes a separate training period.

For example, in Korea, you can apply for a cardiothoracic surgery residency right after completing your internship. However, in the United States, you can only apply for a thoracic surgery residency after completing five years of surgical rotation.

“It won’t be easy… Can you bear it?”

“If I wasn’t confident, I wouldn’t even think about going to the United States.”

“That’s your answer.”

Myungwoon Jeong placed his hand on Kiseok Choi’s shoulder.

During the surgery today, I became curious again.

How far will Choi Ki-seok be able to grow?

If he survives Meijo, wouldn’t he be able to surpass even Song Myeong-jin then?

“Do your best. Don’t whine about coming back.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

I parted ways with Myungwoon Jeong and found a place for a dinner party.

The restaurant room was already filled with team members.

Today, unlike other times, Yoon Ji-hye and Park Yong-il also attended.

Choi Ki-seok took a seat at the table where Yoon Ji-hye, Kim Tae-sik, and Yoo Byung-se were present.

“Now that we’re all here, let’s start with a toast. Fill up your glasses.”

At Hyukpil Jang’s suggestion, the team members filled their glasses.

“Everyone worked hard today. Let’s keep doing it like today. For the Saber team!”

“for!”

Chaeaeaeang.

Team members clinked glasses and emptied their drinks.

Eventually, as the glasses were passed around, the atmosphere of the company dinner became more and more lively.

‘Wow. ‘Good.’

Choi Ki-seok drank up to three glasses for the first time in a while.

Since I wasn’t on duty, I drank more comfortably than before. Because I had a heart transplant, I couldn’t drink too much.

“Professor. I feel sorry for you if you do this.”

Ki-seok Choi stopped Ji-hye Yoon from making a fuss and poured her a drink.

Then Yoon Ji-hye smiled and emptied the glass in one go.

“By the way, is something wrong?”

Although she usually doesn’t say anything, Yoon Ji-hye was especially silent today.

I often drink soju over and over again.

“I just don’t feel like it.”

“If it makes you uncomfortable, just relax here.”

“well.”

Jihye Yoon left out with an ambiguous answer.

“Oh, by the way, Dr. Choi. I heard you’re going to Meijo Hospital soon?”

Yoo Byung-se, who had been silent, started talking.

“Yes. I received a call from Professor Song, who was there before.”

“If you are going to go to a foreign hospital, can’t you go to a hospital other than that one?”

“why?”

“The name is ominous. ‘May’ Jo. It seems like there are a lot of doctors who are like psychos.”

Yoo Byung-se hugged his arms and looked fearful.

“What can you say about doctors who are like psychos? Mayjo is one of the best hospitals in America.”

“Still, the tone doesn’t sound very good…”

Since Yoo Byung-se did not give up his opinion, Choi Ki-seok quietly rubbed his chin.

“I’ve been watching Teacher Yu, and he hates Hanzo, likes Genji, and fears Mei.”

“…yes that’s right.”

“A piece of meat!”

Ki-Seok Choi shouted cheerfully and put a piece of meat into his mouth. Then Yoo Byung-se frowned.

“The Ganges River.”

Yoo Byung-se smiled softly at the second shout.

“Mayjo Clinic.”

Yoo Byung-se’s body trembled at the third cry.

‘Why on earth is this person like this…’

Choi Ki-seok tried hard to hide his absurd feelings.

“Professor, please take a drink.”

Jang Hyuk-pil filled Park Yong-il’s empty glass.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, today’s surgery was completed safely.”

“Am I the only one who had surgery? Everyone tried their best.”

“I hope I won’t have to be indebted to like this again in the future. If it’s a collaborative surgery, I don’t want to do it again.”

Hyukpil Jang said in a playful voice.

It was a disaster because the surgery was successful. If it had failed, a disaster would have occurred.

Jo Ji-hwan, as well as the media, would have been beaten up.

“By the way, I’m really jealous of Professor Jang. He has such great staff as his team.”

Park Yong-il emptied his glass.

My face was red from all the alcohol I drank.

“From the sergeants to the assistant staff, everyone was very talented. I understand why they sing the Saber Team Saber Team song.

” “If the cardiology clinic becomes successful, won’t there be a change in the pulmonary esophagus department?” ”

I hope so.”

“It will definitely happen. And if that doesn’t happen, I will use my strength.”

“Professor Jang, will you use your strength?”

“Yes.”

Jang Hyuk-pil nodded and continued.

“If Director Cho becomes the vice hospital director next year, the position of head of our department will be available. Isn’t this a vacant position? If I become the manager, I will take responsibility and grow the esophageal disease department.”

“….”

“Please give me strength in the future. It will be a choice you won’t regret.”

“Hmm… It’s something to think about.”

“Is there a need to worry about it? If Professor Kwon becomes the head of the department, it is obvious that he will focus on the pediatric cardiology department.”

While the conversation paused for a moment, Jang Hyuk-pil stared at Choi Ki-seok.

“Ki-seok. Come here and get a drink.”

“Yes.”

At Jang Hyuk-pil’s call, Choi Ki-seok approached with a glass.

“Thank you for helping me until the last surgery. “It was especially overwhelming to find the aortic aneurysm at the end.”

“No. “You’re lucky.”

“Then pass all that luck on to me before you leave. Now, let’s buy a lottery ticket.”

The staff burst into laughter at the same time at Jang Hyuk-pil’s joke.

“I’m sorry, but I’ll be leaving for a moment. I got a phone call.”

Choi Ki-seok came out of the restaurant and took a seat in a remote alley.

Unexpectedly, Hwang Ji-yeon called.

“Uh. Why did you call?”

[Senior. I’m sorry, but can I meet you briefly after the dinner party? I have something to tell you.]

“Okay, I’ll call you after the dinner party.”

Choi Ki-seok hung up the call and looked down at his phone.

You’re digging your own grave.