338 Reading books gives you more experience! 338

Jameson was talking to the chief of the facility quickly on the radio.

"Failure?"

It's being repaired.

"How much?"

I think I'll know once I try.

Jameson looked around with a serious look on his face at the report by the facility manager.

The red light was on in the emergency room now. The battery-operated emergency light is on.

"How's the situation?"

"Just as you heard."

"How long will you be able to hold out in the ICU?"

"I'll be moving on the emergency battery right now... Three hours or so is fine.

The hospital wasn't big, so there were only a few patients who could be considered critical.

But there are patients with life support, so it's dangerous without power.

"If it can't be repaired in three hours... You're saying it's dangerous."

When Jameson nodded, Jong-seok said,

"Where is the emergency generator located?"

"If Dr. Lee goes, there's nothing he can do."

"No. There'll be work to be done when I go. Please guide us."

At Jong-seok's words, Jameson nodded at him and hurried to the basement.

Jong-seok, who followed Jameson to the basement, glanced at the wall with his hands. Water was running from the wall.

"It looks like water is leaking."

Jameson touched the wall with his hands at Jong-seok's words and frowned.

"Where is it leaking from?"

When Jameson looked around, Jong-seok said,

"It looks like rain is seeping through cracks or bodies somewhere in the building."

"Is it related to the failure of the emergency generator?"

"That's possible."

Jong-seok hit the wall with his hands.

"Because there are wires in this wall."

The wire inside the wall may have peeled off and touched the water, possibly resulting in a short circuit.

"But... I hope this doesn't break down."

"Isn't it good to repair if you know the cause?"

"Yes, but... It's the worst thing I can do right now."

"Why?"

"Where in the building is cracked and water seeps in... 'Cause I can't check it out right now.

Are you saying that you are looking for cracks in the building and water seeping in the place where the typhoon blows?

And even if you're looking for it, it's more difficult to waterproof it now.

Anyway, the stone that came down to the basement floor with Jameson could enter the machine room.

In the basement of the hospital, which has a central heating system, there was a large boiler room and a machine room.

And on one side of the generator, people in their work clothes were working on the flashlight.

"Tom!"

At Jameson's call, an Indian man approached me.

"Jameson?"

"How's it go?"

I'm about to restart it.

"Have you found the fault?"

"It looks like the water's seeping into the machine floor."

"Try to restart."

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok said,

"May I take a look?"

"I'm trying to restart it now."

When Tom saw Jameson, he nodded.

"He's the one you recommended."

At Jameson's words, Tom nodded without further questioning. Like Jameson, Tom had great faith in the chief.

"You have great faith in birds that see far away."

He passed the people Jong-seok was talking about and saw the generator.

It was quite large, perhaps because it was an emergency generator that supplied electricity to the entire hospital.

He received a flash from Tom and began to look around the floor.

Sweep! Sweep!

There was water on the floor. He asked Jong-seok, who was looking around him.

"Here's water."

"It looks like it's leaking somewhere."

"Are you all right?"

"That's all right."

At Tom's words, Jong-seok looked at him and began to look at the generator.

While looking at the places where the equipment engineers touched, Jong-seok touched the machine and saw Tom.

"Try to power"

When Tom signaled to Jong-seok, one of the staff pressed the button.

Vroom! Vroom!

The machine began to shake and soon the generator began to move smoothly.

Whoo-hoo!

Soon the dark cellar began to light up with a low vibration.

"It's on."

Jameson sighed at Tom's words and nodded.

"Good work. But the emergency generator will still operate until the power is turned on, so please take good care of it."

"Okay."

Jameson, who nodded at Tom's words, looked at the last stone.

Let's go.

"Wait a minute."

As Jong-seok put his hand on the machine for a while, Jameson asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"The sound is good, the vibrations are good, and the generator is fine.

Machines are just like humans. When I have a problem, my body makes a strange sound and my pulse shakes.

A proper machine makes the right sound and works properly.

So there's no problem with the generator right now.

But...

Treatment is important, but eliminating the causes of disease is also important.

A short circuit by water is the fault of the generator. Then we must keep the generator out of water.

In addition, it will continue to rain over the next two days due to the typhoon, which could have been more dangerous later on.

Jong-seok said while looking at the generator.

"Where is the short circuit?"

Tom pointed to the back of the generator at Jong-seok's words.

"This way."

I could see that the stone behind the generator was placed on the floor.

And the water flowing from the wall was being absorbed into the fabric.

"It looks like water has been burned down this way."

"I've got a cloth on the floor, and I've got silicone on the floor."

The bottom of the generator was tightly filled with industrial silicon. The water was not allowed to go into the machine on the floor.

While watching it, Jong-seok pressed down on the cloth with his foot.

Gourrukid!

When I pressed the cloth, water seeped out to the side.

"Is there any water drain here?"

"There's a drain in the middle of the basement."

Tom pointed at the drain, and Jong-seok looked close to one of them and said to Jameson,

"Can I draw a line on the wall?"

"What do you mean?"

At Jameson's question, he tapped his hand on the wall where the stalks were covered with water, and said,

"I'm going to draw you a channel of water on the wall."

"Suro?"

"If you draw some lines on the wall and shoot silicone underneath it, you can make boundaries so that the drops of water can follow that line and face that way."

The stone touched the wall and drew a line of sight where there was a sewer.

"Does the water go that far just by drawing a line?"

"If it flows, it will go over the line, but now it's watery and dripping, so it'll work just by drawing a line."

"Then do it."

I drew a line. I had to paint when the typhoon passed.

With Jameson's permission, Jong-seok pulled a flat screwdriver out of the toolbox and drew a line on the wall.

Jong-seok, who drew the line diagonally from top to bottom so that the water could flow, shot silicon again under the line.

Lines will be waterways and silicon will be embankments. So, three more lines were drawn against the wall, and the stalactites that led the water to the sewers backed away.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Without a word, the water flowing from the wall began to flow along the lines made by Jong-seok.

The water passes when it is blocked, but if there is a road, it follows the road. That's why the stalactites made the way for water to flow.

And once it began to flow, the water began to fall into the sewers without ceaselessly.

"It's working.

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok nodded and opened his mouth while looking at the drain.

"Where does the sewers flow?"

"That's how it's going to run into the sewer."

"Hasn't it overflowing?"

"If you're talking about the flood... It's never been like that in my area."

"Really?"

"None"

Jameson's words made me think about Jong-seok for a while.

"Then have you ever had water so permeated here?"

Jameson looked at Tom at the question of Jong-seok. Tom shook his head in the gaze.

"There was a time when the moisture of the Jihara formed and flowed into drops of water, but it wasn't enough to settle on the floor like this."

Jameson said as he looked around again at Tom's words.

"Let's leave this up to the facility team. We still have patients who need help."

At Jameson's words, Jong-seok nodded and looked at Tom.

"If you draw lines on the surrounding walls this way, you'll be able to stop the water from pooling on the floor."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who warned Tom, spoke quietly.

"And when water comes up from the sewers, turn off the emergency generator right away and come out to the basement."

Tom saw him at Jong-seok's words.

"Do you think the sewers will be refluxed?"

I'm just saying, "Let's be prepared."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Tom's words, left the basement with Jameson.

Jameson, who was leaving the basement, asked, looking at the stalactites.

"Are you afraid that the basement will be filled with water?"

"In Korea, when there is a flood, the basement is always flooded."

Jameson, who was there for a while at Jong-seok's words, looked at the basement and changed his pace.

I just hope it's different from Korea."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Jameson, suddenly saw him.

"But I have a question."

"Ask."

"Well, the chief's name is a new Indian looking far away, but you guys are not Indian-style, are you?"

"We have Indian names, too. But living in the U.S. makes Indian names uncomfortable. I can't write it on my passport or I.D., can I?"

"Oh, I see."

"And I have a question. How did you treat Charlotte earlier?"

Jameson was shocked that Charlotte, who was paralyzed from the waist down, felt the sensation.

He gave Jameson an easy-to-understand signature.

Of course, Jameson can't understand that easy explanation.

***

Ring! Ring!

Jong-seok, who stopped his hand for a while due to the thunder, drooled again when the sound stopped.

Sweep! Sweep!

The nurse next to Jong-seok's needle hurriedly said,

"Reducing blood loss of blood.

Jong-seok looked at the nurse's chest. Blood was shrinking around the branches of the tree that had been lodged in my chest.

I saw the doctor next to him.

"Can you draw it?"

"If you're bleeding, I'll pull it out of the O.R."

Jong-seok, who nodded to the doctor, looked at the patient's back. The tip of the branch was sticking out of the patient's back.

"Give me a scalpel."

"Mess?"

"Give it to me."

When the nurse brought a scalpel, Jong-seok saw a doctor.

"I'll cut off the eggplants from the back."

"You don't mean... ...to cut it with a scalpel, do you?"

The doctor looked at the stalks with surprise. He touched the patient's back.

"Cut"

Then Jong-seok concentrated on the scalpel.

Argh!

Jong-seok's hand moved as soon as a faint light came out of the scalpel.

Sigh!

With a sharp sound, the branch that had been lodged in the patient's back was cut off.

Took!

And when the branch fell, Jong-seok dropped it aside and saw the doctor.

"Then I beg of course.

The doctor's face was filled with surprise and bewilderment at the sight of such a stone.

Mass... that thick tree...'

No matter how sharp the scalpel is, the blade is only one nail.

But he cut off the branches with such a scalpel. And without any impact on the patient's body.

"That's great."

Jong-seok tapped him at the doctor's words.

"Patient surgery."

"Ah! I see."

The doctor sighed as he hurried to the operating room with the patient lying on his back.

It's a problem with your organs even if you take out all the other ones. There's an infection, and...'

The rough branches penetrated his chest, so every part of the past must have been hurt.

I heard a voice next to Jong-seok, who was looking where the patient went.

"You're good."

When I looked next to Jongseok, there was a bird that looked far away.

"When did you come?"

"You just got here."

Jong-seok saw him at the distant bird's words. His body was all wet.

"Did you run?"

"It's so windy that it's dangerous to drive in."

Jong-seok nodded at the bird's distant words.

"In this weather, it's dangerous to drive around."

"The wind is too strong."

It was a conversation that would have been called crazy if someone had heard it while passing by.

So if you don't drive on a stormy day like this, you're going to run?

But that was the answer. The bird that sees far away came running in the car. And Jong-seok took it for granted.

He is a writer of a book of experience, such as a bird or himself who looks far away. No matter what the writer did, he was no stranger.