Surgeon who became angry (508): Abduction sudden

death (1)

Professor Jeon felt regret for a moment when he saw Han Jin-soo’s expression not looking good, but he pretended not to see it because it was irreversible now.

Han Jin-soo did not feel that the former professor or other doctors were looking at his expression.

He was thinking all about the patient right now.

I looked at the patient and confirmed it, but this operation is not easy at all. Patients are more likely to die during surgery. So I made concessions, but in fact, I was thinking about the idea that it would be better for me to do this surgery myself.

‘The flow of the meridian points related to the heart is twisted or disconnected... What should I do?’

Clinical experience accumulated as a painter was accumulated, and now I was able to feel what the patient’s condition was like through the sense of smell.

Although part of the acupuncture point is cut or twisted, the heart does not stop immediately, but it could be an unexpected risk factor as it is a symptom that does not come out in a detailed examination.

‘I’d rather have surgery. I have to correct the acupuncture points first to reduce the possibility of sudden death!’

“Doctor Mel Gibbs.”

“Yes, Director Han Jin-soo.”

“Surgery for patient Eom Sang-hee! I guess I should.”

“yes? What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

Not only Mel Gibbs, but Professor Jeon In-seok and other doctors also made absurd expressions.

“Didn’t Dr. Han give the surgery for patient Sang-Hee Eom to Dr. Mel Gibbs a little while ago? We have already notified the patients and guardians, so what are we going to do now?”

Professor Jeon In-seok was a bit harsh because he was also the teacher who taught Han Jin-soo during his internship.

However, Han Jin-soo had no intention of backing down because the patient’s life was at stake.

“It seems very likely that the patient’s heart will stop during surgery. So it is better for me to operate.”

“Look at this, Dr. Han Jin-soo. Although I fell in love with your surgery and flew all the way here from Canada, I have no intention of giving up on the surgery that has already been decided.”

“Doctor Mel Gibbs. I know how good your skills are. However, patient Sang-Hee Eom... could be in great danger if I don’t operate.”

Han Jin-soo asked for understanding because it took a long time to explain why the patient was dangerous through oriental medicine.

If it had been Eul Yeon-kyung or Professor Hwa-jeong instead of her, it would have been easy to understand with the words that the acupoints were twisted and cut.

When Han Jin-soo did not explain the reason and asked for his understanding, Dr. Mel Gibbs’ expression turned cold.

“Dr. Han Jin-soo. I know very well that hypertrophic cardiomyopathy has a very high chance that the heart will not be able to beat again after surgery. But I have performed more than a hundred hypertrophic cardiomyopathy surgeries and have never failed.”

“I’m not doing this because I don’t trust Dr. Mel Gibbs’ skills. That patient has a lot of energy...”

“Wait a minute. Who are you to tell Dr. Mel Gibbs, who has already been appointed as your mother’s surgeon, to operate on you?”

Eom Sang-hee’s daughter Eom Hee-joo opened the door and looked at Han Jin-soo with a sympathetic expression, as if the noise outside could be heard at that time.

Eom Hee-joo had been studying abroad in the United States, so she was able to understand the conversation between the two.

“The condition of the guardian’s patient is...”

“It’s okay. Even the professor in charge of my mother has already given permission, so I don’t know who you are, but I hope you will stop fussing around.”

Eom Hee-joo cut off Han Jin-soo’s words with a cold expression.

Perhaps because he said he would pay 100 million won for a change of doctor, his voice was hushed up.

Crying.

Han Jin-soo was angry at her attitude, but on the other hand, he was also frustrated.

‘If the guardian decides, there is no answer.....’

Calmly taking a deep breath, he calmed down and opened his mouth to Professor Jeon In-seok.

“If Dr. Jung Mel Gibbs has to operate, please allow me to get the patient’s body in good shape for surgery for about 30 minutes before that.”

“It makes the patient’s body in good condition for surgery? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“The patient seemed stiff because of the pressure of the surgery. I wondered if I could release it first.”

“There is no patient who is not nervous before surgery. I can understand the feelings of a doctor... but I want you to stop now!”

My heart, which had been beating slowly, stopped in less than a minute.

“Give me that electrical stimulation again!”

* * *

‘Damn it! How can my uneasy premonition be wrong?’

Han Jin-soo, who was watching the surgery scene in the observation room, jumped up from his seat the moment he sensed the patient’s heartbeat slowing down.

Machines cannot detect twisted acupuncture points.

Right now, the twisted acupuncture points have damaged the heart and will eventually stop for that reason. It was self-evident that if electrical stimulation was given, it would have to run again, but eventually it would stop again after some time.

“Doctor.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you have any saliva?”

“yes. I always carry a needle with me.”

“Come on!”

“yes? Director Wo. Are you sure you want to go into the operating room and get acupuncture right now?”

Eul Yeon-gyeong’s eyes widened.

She knew at least that doctors couldn’t acupuncture in this country anymore.

“If you don’t untie the twisted acupuncture points and connect the broken acupuncture points, that patient’s heart will stop again!”

“Chief, please tell me where it got twisted and broken. Then I will give you an hour hand.”

“Doctor? hmm ok Then follow me.”

“yes.”

Han Jin-su took Yeon-kyung Eul out of the observation room and ran to the operating room.

After passing through the disinfection room and entering the operating room, I saw Mel Gibbs and Professor Jeon In-seok in a cold sweat.

While Han Jin-soo was coming, the once-stopped heart was made to beat again by electrical stimulation, but the heartbeat was slowing down again.

“I am Professor. I’ll let the Doctor sleep for a while.”

“what! What are you talking about? No, when did you come in than that?”

Professor Jeon’s voice was as sharp as a blade.

“It may be difficult for the professor to understand, but the acupuncture points that make the patient’s heart beat are twisted and cut. If I don’t loosen it with saliva, my heart will stop again.”

“You said you operated on a Chinese president, and you’re not an oriental doctor, so what nonsense are you talking about?”

Professor Jeon In-seok watched the video of Han Jin-soo undergoing surgery at Agu University Hospital or Qingdao University Hospital, but there was no scene of needlework in the video. Because of this, Han Jin-soo did not know how well he set his acupuncture needles.

“Dr. Eul Yeongyeong here is a specialist who learned acupuncture directly from Professor Hwajeong, the highest authority in Chinese medicine. So let me do the hour hand.”

“Don’t you know that Chinese traditional medicine doctors can’t use acupuncture in this country? It could be a big problem later. So don’t argue any more.”

Beep.....

At that time, the heart that had been beating slowly stopped again.

“What the hell is wrong? Give me the electrical stimulation again!”

When the patient’s heart stopped again, Professor Jeon In-seok and Mel Gibbs cut their nerves from Han Jin-soo and focused on the patient’s condition again.

Han Jin-soo couldn’t tell Eul Yeon-gyeong to put acupuncture because the doctor’s permission was not given.

‘What should I do? Should I let the patient die like this?’

My head shook all of a sudden.

Although it could be criticized and legally problematic later, I couldn’t let the patient die.

Even if Eul Yeon-gyeong did the needle, if it would be a legal problem, it was better for her to do it herself.

I had every idea of what would happen if the patient’s heart stopped beating even with a quick hour hand, but I still couldn’t let the patient’s death go unnoticed.

‘Damn it, take off your clothes. When was the last time you didn’t have surgery because you were afraid to take off your clothes?’