To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 1
Episode 1 Dead and Alive (1)
As the man in the white coat passed by, the people around him whispered.
“That is the hand of God.”
“A hand of God? What is it?”
As he had just joined the hospital, he was no different from other doctors.
But since my boss said so, I just thought it was so.
The senior smiled bitterly and said, as if he had read the junior’s thoughts.
“I didn’t feel any different from other doctors when I first came here.”
“Then is there something different about him?”
“It brings the dead back to life.”
* * *
The surgeon performing the operation was massaging the patient’s heart.
“Is Jin-sensei still far away?”
“You haven’t come out of the operating room yet!”
“BT (Bleeding Time) is too long! Get the transfusion pack!”
The patient’s heart rate was gradually dropping.
Correspondingly, the house doctor became more urgent.
He was massaging the heart while holding the blood transfusion pack that Earthy had handed him and squeezing it out, but the metal piece he had taken out of the patient’s body was causing an infection.
To prevent it, the infected area was removed, but the patient’s blood pressure was high, so blood was drawn out.
I’m in a situation where I can’t do anything about it.
The heart rate gradually fell below the standard level.
He finally stopped massaging his hand slowly.
As if in vain, he corrected his glasses and spoke quietly.
“Death at 22:49… Cause of death was brain death from post-traumatic infection and excessive blood loss…”
Other doctors shrugged as he spoke quietly.
Trying to catch and revive someone who is already dead will only waste more time.
It was the right choice to protect the golden time of other patients during this time.
As Eoshi listened to the surgeon and was about to sign the patient record, the operating room door opened and a man entered.
He threw away the bloody scrubs and put on a clean scrubs.
“Look at the record. Could you give me the logbook over there? Mr. Lee, squeeze more blood transfusion packs. Brain death from excessive blood loss can still be saved.”
At his words, the doctor hurriedly squeezed the blood transfusion pack onto the patient.
“Where is the piece of metal that was taken out of the patient’s body?”
“W I’m here.”
“Check your blood pressure. There is rust on the metal, so check it out for tetanus.”
Seeing him sorting out the whole situation in an instant, Eoshi, who had just arrived at the hospital, asked the senior Eoshi quietly.
“The patient is already dead, do you still operate?”
The junior, who had quite a bit of experience in the operating room, was tilting his head at the sight that he hadn’t seen in an ordinary operating room.
Then, the senior fisherman eagerly carried a blood transfusion pack and said.
“That person is different.”
“yes? Are you saying you’re even trying to revive a patient who has already died?”
“It’s 30 minutes.”
“……?”
The senior opened her mouth just as she was asking something back at the senior’s words, which she couldn’t understand.
“He even revived a patient who had been dead for more than 30 minutes.”
“I can’t believe it…”
“In medicine, his words are the law.”
Her eyes trembled at the senior’s words.
At first glance, I heard that such a thing had happened in the news. I couldn’t believe one.
Sivan happens in 30 minutes.
When the heart stops, the blood rushes downward and the blood is reflected on the skin. sure death
At that level, even if Daera Shinseon kicks out the door of the operating room, it cannot be revived.
But he said it in the news, and his senior also said the same thing. As if to support his words, the reactions of the doctors around him were also quite different from before.
She turned to see him operating on a patient.
His image of leading the operating room was quite charismatic.
her eyes went blurry
* * *
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
As I took a deep breath and buried myself in the chair, indescribable fatigue came over me.
Yuseong looked at his watch in a half-lying position.
04:57.
The moment I saw the watch with that written on it, I burst out laughing.
“You’ve been on vacation in the operating room.”
It was such a long time that my hands were shaking.
The influx of patients did not give him a break, and he was always the one who was singled out as the main customer (VIP).
At first, the great joy that comes from saving people with such ability was the driving force of life.
But as time passed, my thoughts changed.
Doctors around him feared him and distanced themselves one by one, and high-ranking officials openly revealed their desire to keep them by their side like a portable medical device.
He was living a busy life with no time to have his own time in the midst of pressure and conciliation pouring in here and there.
Even today, I was planning to go on vacation, but I had no choice but to return it because of the rush of patients.
Of course, money is earned astronomically.
The problem is…
“I don’t have time to spend the money I earn…”
I looked up at the ceiling.
The ceiling I had seen for over ten years felt more boring today.
I shouted at the ceiling at the emotions rising in my chest.
“Anyway, isn’t it a little bullying at the hospital!”
* * *
Yooseong tidied up his disheveled gown, hung it up, and left the hospital.
“I should buy you a can of beer.”
As I walked towards the bus stop thinking about what to eat for snacks, I saw a bus coming.
There was no reason to run, and my body was tired, so my steps naturally became more leisurely.
At that time, I saw a fellow doctor driving in front of me.
Yooseong suddenly thought of wanting to own a car, but shook his head.
“After work, how do you drive with trembling hands? It’s not like there’s a separate engineer… Yoo Seong-ah’s safety is the first. Please use public transportation.”
As I waited for the bus, comforting myself instead of comforting myself, the bus arrived shortly after.
When I swipe my card and enter the bus, I see quite a few empty seats.
‘It’s the first train time, so it’s very spacious.’
Yooseong took a seat and sat down.
When I was standing up, the fatigue that I could bear was terrifying to sit down.
It’s quite a distance from home, so it wouldn’t matter if you slept a little bit.
‘Because I have to go to the end anyway.’
Thinking so, he was about to close his eyes for a moment when he found a knight sleeping in front of him just like him.
To make matters worse, it had already invaded the center line.
Even if he jumped up and got behind the wheel, he wouldn’t know how to drive, and it didn’t look like he’d wake up from screaming.
As soon as he was certain of death, the power he hadn’t had began to drain more and more.
Did you say that before a person dies, the past years and memories look like a kaleidoscope?
The past he had lived through began to pass by like a kaleidoscope.
And he shouted inwardly the moment he saw the past memories.
‘Is this guy’s whole life just an operating room!’
At the end of that thought, he lost consciousness.
* * *
The whole world mourned Yoosung’s death.
The meteor had such an enormous influence in the medical world that even he did not know all of his influence.
His ridiculous medical knowledge was the target of many doctors’ role models, and in fact, famous professors came to him to learn.
The number of people who mourned when they heard the news of his death could not be counted. That’s also true, because the medicine that can even bring a dead person back to life is like an extra life.
But now he is dead. And there was no doctor who could save him.
Several articles were written in newspapers and magazines.
‘A doctor who will go down in history has died.’
‘By losing him, the medical world will regress 50 years…’
Yoosung’s presence was far more powerful than he thought.
* * *
Yoosung felt devastated at the thought that he would soon die.
Then I closed my eyes and braced myself for the shock that was to come.
‘Will it be very painful? It will hurt enough to die. I’m going to die soon…’
Thinking of the trauma of the patients who had been in traffic accidents so far and thinking about how painful it must be, I really didn’t want to die.
However, after a few seconds passed without feeling the shock, I slowly opened my eyes.
Then, an eye-opening beauty was hugging him.
I screamed out in extreme bewilderment.
‘Ahh!’
“Yeah!”
‘……?’
Words that were different from what he thought came out.
I tried shouting again, wondering if my pronunciation was twisted.
‘Where are you? Did you guys save me?’
“Yeah!”
….
This time I said it clearly.
But what I heard was a completely different sound.
No, it wasn’t even his own voice in the first place.
It was no different from the usual crying of a newborn baby.
A voice resembling a muffled mumble that is not well pronounced. It is definitely that of a child with underdeveloped vocal cords.
Why did he, right before his death, become a newborn child!
Or is it that the accident caused a defect in the vocal cords?
Yooseong opened his eyes that he couldn’t open well and looked at his hand.
The swollen hands looked like those of a newborn baby.
Yuseong’s head was overloaded in an instant.
He thought that he was dead, but he was not enough to be alive, so he became a baby.
And the baby’s brain is less developed, so it will be slow to think, but there is nothing wrong with it.
I needed some time to think, but the situation around me did not leave me alone.
This is because the woman who was holding him handed her to the man standing next to him.
To Yuseong, these two seemed to be his parents who had become babies without knowing why.
The man carefully received the meteor and rubbed his bearded chin harshly.
“Who do you resemble to be this cute!”
It must have been something he did because he was cute, but what he felt was great pain.
His beard barely touched his body, and it was very painful.
‘Ahh! I’m going to punch a hole in my face! stop! Stop!’
“crying! Aaaaaa!”
It was an unexpected scream, but it worked.
It was because the woman who was holding him immediately scolded the man.
“ale! Your beard hurts!”
“huh? Oh no! I’m sorry.”
“Anyway, I want you to shave that beard.”
“…a son was born, but he should have the dignity of a father.”
Yooseong wanted to ask what his father’s dignity and beard had to do with his words, but he couldn’t because of the babbling that would come out whenever he opened his mouth.