Level Up Doctor - Chapter 170

Mayjo Clinic (4)

“What’s going on? Look at this!”

The patient frowned and pointed to one arm with his index finger.

There were quite a few needle marks on his arms. The area around it turned red and slightly swollen.

“This male nurse messed up my arm to draw blood! What are you going to do about this?”

‘It’s annoying. A little pig.’

David bowed his head and muttered to himself.

The patient was 175 centimeters tall and weighed over 120 kilograms.

In short, it means extreme obesity.

In this case, it is difficult to collect blood because the blood vessels are buried in the flesh.

‘You’ll lose some weight and you’ll be damned.’

David cursed the patient on the inside and only pretended to feel sorry on the outside.

“David. Did you stab the patient to this point? If you’re not good at it, you should call another nurse.”

Choi Ki-seok frowned as he examined the patient’s arm.

“I can’t call another nurse.”

“Why?”

“Of all the nurses at the station right now, I’m the best at drawing blood.”

“Then you should have asked a nurse from another ward, or if you couldn’t decide, you should have called me too.”

“What about Dr. Choi? I failed, but do you think he will succeed as a teacher?”

A faint smile appeared on David’s lips.

While the two were confronting, David stomped across the room.

“It’s a mess! Doctors, nurses, everyone, get out quickly. I’m going to die of frustration.”

“Allen. I really need to get blood drawn.”

“You said that just because you looked at my arms?”

Allen rolled his eyes and held the syringe on the dressing cart in his hand.

“Shall I stab you the same way you did? Then you won’t be able to say things like that.”

“Calm down. We will succeed in one go without causing any pain.”

Ki-Seok Choi laid Allen on Tyler’s bed, and David sneered at him as he looked at him.

Choi Ki-seok entered the trap on his own feet.

Allen is a patient whose blood vessels are difficult to see.

What’s more, when the needle was inserted, the blood vessel bounced strangely.

Choi Ki-seok’s failure is as obvious as fire, and all of Allen’s anger accumulated so far will be directed at him.

‘I’m tired. Was he a person like Jo Tae-ho?’

Ki-seok Choi glanced at David and then returned his gaze to the patient.

Afterwards, he tied his wrists with tourniquets and traced his blood vessels with his hands.

“Close and unclench your fist.”

Allen nodded and followed him obediently. But there was still irritation and anger in his eyes. If you fail to draw blood, the hospital room will become chaos.

Choi Ki-seok rubbed his blood vessels with an alcohol swab and held a syringe in his hand.

Fuuuuuk.

The needle pierced the skin.

[The vampire title effect is activated. The success rate of blood collection increases to 100 percent, and the patient’s pain decreases by 50 percent.]

When the piston was pulled, blood slowly filled the syringe.

Choi Ki-seok applied pressure to the injection site with an alcohol swab and loosened the rubber band around his wrist.

“Okay, that’s it.”

“Huh? You succeeded in one go? It didn’t hurt.”

Allen opened his eyes wide and looked alternately at the injection site and at Choi Ki-seok.

“Thank you for your hard work. Please forgive me for being angry because of David. I am a skilled nurse, but I think I was in a bad mood today.”

“Hmm. I was sorry too. I was so annoyed because this happened every time I was hospitalized.”

“sorry.”

Peace came as David apologized again.

Choi Ki-seok left the hospital room with him.

“David. When I drew blood, I used my hand to draw a blood vessel…”

“Thank you, Dr. Choi. I have a backlog of work, so I’ll stop.”

I was about to teach him how to draw blood when David suddenly crossed the hallway.

Choi Ki-seok watched his back like a dog chasing a chicken looks at the roof.

David was dumbfounded.

He had no consideration for patients and tried to pass on his mistakes to others.

‘We’ll see.’

Ki-seok Choi shook off his unpleasant feelings and walked around the hospital room.

We looked at the gastrointestinal surgery ward and the hepatobiliary-pancreatic surgery ward one by one, and finally headed to the colonic surgery ward.

“Hey, there Doctor!”

When I turned around at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, there was a handsome old man standing there.

“Are you in any uncomfortable place?”

“That’s not it. I’m just curious. What country are you from?”

“I’m from Korea.”

“Korea? Really Korea?”

The old man raised his eyes and asked again.

“Do you know much about Korea?”

“I know. I fought in the Korean War when I was young. It’s a good idea to ask just in case. If it’s okay, can we talk for a moment?”

“Of course. Let’s go to the hospital room first.”

Choi Ki-seok walked side by side with the old man and exchanged compliments.

His name is Thomas Mayjo, and he has been hospitalized for four days.

Physical strength: 4/10

Main symptoms: Blood in stool / Weight loss / Loss of appetite

Painful area: Ascending colon

Diagnosis: Ascending colon cancer / Hemophilia

Cancer stage: Stage 3C (Cancer cells have infiltrated the serosal layer and metastasized to 4 or more lymph nodes)

Current status: Emergency

progress : Poor

past history: None

Family history: Mother died of colon cancer

Cautionary factors: None

Thomas is a patient with colon cancer.

It was also stage 3, when the cancer was quite advanced.

However, colon cancer has a better survival rate than other digestive cancers.

Even in stage 3, the 5-year survival rate exceeds 50%.

“Doctor. Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?”

“Oh… it’s nothing.”

Choi Ki-seok stood across from Thomas, who was sitting on the bed.

“I’m very glad to see a doctor from Korea. In fact, when I was deployed, Korea was a poor and ugly country. The children were skinny and short because they couldn’t eat. Almost everything around the area where we were stationed was rice fields.”

Thomas smiled quietly as he recalled the past.

“Korea has changed a lot now, right?”

“Yes. There is almost nothing left of Thomas that I remember.”

“Well, that was already a few decades ago. Perhaps because I participated in the Korean War, when I see Asian people, I feel like they are all Korean and friendly. I had a lot of memories of this and that in Korea.”

“If there is anything memorable, please tell me.”

“Is that so?”

Thomas spoke slowly.

Memories poured out of his mouth.

Although these were things from the past that he had never experienced, Ki-Seok Choi listened to them thinking they were old stories.

As I listened to the story, I felt like Thomas was my grandfather.

“Did I talk too much?”

“No, I was listening carefully.”

“Well, that’s a good thing.”

Thomas laughed bitterly.

“Thomas is still correcting himself. Just looking at his back, I would think he was a young man.”

“Hahahaha. Just kidding…”

Thomas laughed and waved his hands.

“Well, it’s not comparable to Dr. Choi, but I paid a lot of attention to my health. That’s why my doctor recommended surgery even at this age.”

“When was the surgery date set?”

“It’s Wednesday in two days. By the way, I think I’ve caught up with a busy person too much. Thank you for your hard work listening to my story. Doctor Choi is also back to work now.”

“I will stop by often from now on.”

“I’m fine.”

After saying goodbye to Thomas, I left the hospital room.

Is it because it was my first time having a rapport with a patient?

My heart felt warm in every corner.

The feeling of being alone in an unfamiliar land also faded.

Although I was in a foreign land, I had forgotten that this was also a place where people lived.

Choi Ki-seok headed straight to the intensive care unit.

Meijo’s intensive care unit was more than twice as large as the Medical University’s and was equipped with the latest equipment.

On the other hand, the number of patients under treatment was smaller.

After examining the general surgery patients, we moved to the pediatric intensive care unit.

His steps suddenly stopped in front of the incubator.

Lying in the incubator was a child suffering from Hirschsprung disease.

Hirschsprung’s disease is a disease called congenital megacolon.

In this disease, nerve cells in the lower intestine are missing, making it impossible for food to move down there.

‘You’re going to have surgery soon, too.’

Choi Ki-seok checked on the child and then returned to the duty room.

Suddenly, the view outside the window was completely dark. What kind of patients will come in the remaining time?

* * *

The next morning.

Ki-seok Choi was leaning against the back of the bed in the duty room.

With both eyes closed, there is no movement at all.

We are currently reviewing the video footage of the surgery.

In Korea, I was busy with training and duty, so even though I filmed the video, I couldn’t watch it properly.

“Whoa…”

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.

After watching the video, I desperately wanted to go into the operating room.

The place where soccer players shine the most is on the ground, and the place where basketball players shine the most is the court. And the place where Surgeon shines the most is in the operating room.

“Has it already become like this?”

The wall clock showed 6 o’clock.

The general surgery morning meeting will begin shortly.

Choi Ki-seok left the duty room and walked down the hallway to warm up. Meanwhile, I found Jose receiving treatment in the hospital room.

Jose was undergoing treatment such as inserting a urine line or enema.

Because of his introverted personality, he is not noticeable, but his handling skills are excellent.

“Bo… were you watching?”

Jose came out of the hospital room and stopped when he saw Choi Ki-seok.

“Why are you so nervous? You’re so good?”

When Choi Ki-seok raised his thumb, his cheeks turned red.

“thank you.”

“Even to be grateful. I told you, all Jose needs is confidence.”

“Yes. I will keep that in mind. But there is one thing left to do, teacher. Can I go to the hospital room?”

“Let’s go quickly.”

Choi Ki-seok smiled and tapped Jose on the shoulder.

“Kiseok. Good morning!”

“Nice to meet you.”

As Jose left, Morgan and Jennifer approached him from across the room.

“How was your first day on duty?”

“Nothing happened? I only saw about 15 patients.”

“15 people less?”

Jennifer’s voice grew louder.

“Then do you know how many patients the on-call surgeon in the colorectal surgery and hepatobiliary pancreatic surgery saw?”

“I don’t know.”

“There were three colorectal surgeons and one hepatobiliary pancreatic surgeon.”

Choi Ki-seok was speechless at Jennifer’s words.

The difference in the number of patients treated was larger than expected. I guess it was influenced by the Fanta title.

“Let’s go to the conference room. I’ll hand over the handover.”

Choi Ki-seok sat down in the conference room with the two people. He also explained the patients he treated and the patients he hospitalized with kidney disease.

“I’ll take the reinstatement.”

“As you wish.”

Morgan nodded at Jennifer’s words.

When a night shift worker admits a patient, another worker becomes the attending physician and takes charge of the patient.

This is Mayjo’s way of working.

“You worked hard, Mr. Choi. Get off work now.”

“I’ll just stay. I want to go to the morning meeting and have some errands to attend to at the hospital.”

“Are not you tired?”

Jennifer said with a worried expression.

“what. “I’m staying up all night, it’s not work,”

Ki-Seok Choi answered calmly.

After a while, Ethan came to work and showed me how to prepare for the morning meeting. It wasn’t much different from Korea, where I had a routine of scheduling surgeries or briefing patients. “Cases starting tomorrow

. I have to give a presentation, but who wants to do it first?”

“I’ll do it.”

“I knew it.”

Ethan smiled as he looked at Choi Ki-seok.

After preparing for the meeting, the four people soon headed to the conference room.

The conference room was quite large.

Uijin University and The level is incomparable. This is because the conference room was the size of a small auditorium.

When Choi Ki-seok looked surprised, Ethan kindly started to explain. The

morning meeting of the general surgery department is held jointly with gastrointestinal surgery, colorectal surgery, and hepatobiliary pancreatic surgery. .

As time passed, doctors filled the room.

“Remember him well.”

Ethan pointed with his index finger at a middle-aged man.

He had a sharp expression on his square face. He had

just entered the conference room, assisted by several doctors. “Adam Smith is the head chief of general surgery.”

“

Huh? I’ve heard this name before…”

Choi Ki-seok’s eyes were fixed on Smith.