Chapter 35: I Will Take The Scalpel [1] (1/2)
”Let's move him inside, Dolseok and Makbong!”
”Yes, sir.”
Dolseok and Makbong looked stronger than the two people who brought the patient to the clinic. But, they needed the command of Ganghyuk.
'If he has had his head injured like that, he might have other injuries in other places as well.'
Therefore, care must be taken, as the patient might go worse because of careless movement.
'His status might be unalterable already.'
Ganghyuk always received patients from the well-trained paramedics, so it was the first time to have a patient in this state.
”Makbong, hold the head, and Dolseok, hold the leg. I will hold the back and neck. Let's go to the room.
”Like this?”
”Yes, yes.”
”Okay.”
The three transferred the patient quickly to the clinic, where Ganghyuk put the patient on the futon carefully while Dolseok closed the door quickly.
The two men who brought the patient yelled, but they could not dare to come in.
'He is unconscious.'
It did not seem good.
”Dolseok, measure his blood pressure.”
”Yes, sir.”
”Yeoni, prepare boiled water.”
”Yes.”
Fortunately, those two were already good a.s.sistants. Therefore, he could examine the patient by taking his time.
'His skull is not broken. How are his eyes?”
Ganghyuk pointed a pen light at the eyeb.a.l.l.s of the patient. There was a pupillary reflex, but the eyeb.a.l.l.s seemed to have protrusions. Fortunately, there were no bruises around the eyes.
CT would work well, but here, Ganghyuk had to make inferences with just those clues.
”Ocular pressure is elevated… It should be cerebral hemorrhage. It seems that he did not have a fracture at the base of the skull.”
Seeing the strange tools and language, Heo Jun was standing at the door with puzzled eyes. It was the first time for him to see such an examination.
”Scholar, what are you doing now?” He addressed Ganghyuk as Scholar because the latter was a n.o.bleman, and Heo Jun himself was a low cla.s.s person. He did not scold him, and just wanted to know what happened there.
It seemed that he had very flexible thoughts.
'It is fortunate.' If Heo Jun were Jeong Changgweon, he would have been angry and made a mess.
”I do not have time to explain. But, the certain thing is that he will die if we don't do anything.”
”Is there anything for me to do?”
There was no doubt that Heo Jun was an excellent doctor. However, Dolseok or Yeoni would be a better help at this time. And it was because the knowledge system that they had built was totally different.
”I have learned from you up to now. Now, it is time for me to pay back.”
”En…” Heo Jun groaned. As he had a patient in front of him, he wanted to see him,
'He is a born doctor.'
He was different from Ganghyuk… in a good way.
”En…” Heo Jun stayed there and watched Ganghyuk perform the treatment.
”Get up! What is your name? No response… It must be coma.” He yelled while pressing the patient's chest strongly.
”Give me scissors.” Then, he cut the patient's hair.
”Why are you cutting his hair?”
”Should I leave him to die?” He hit Dolseok when the latter protested.
It seemed almost brutalism rather than treatment, turning over all common sense. But, Heo Jun did not want to stop him, wanting to know about the unknown medical skills. His expectation and admiration was stronger than the repulsion against the new knowledge; the fame of Ganghyuk obviously played a part there.
”I see. I will watch from here.”
”Yes. I will explain whenever possible.”
But, when Ganghyuk saw the wound, he thought that he might not be able to explain at all.
Blood was gus.h.i.+ng out of the torn open scalp, which was because it was the part where a huge volume of blood circulated.
'Oh my goodness! I cannot burn it.'
He had a fire and iron. However, if he tried using it, he would burn the scalp as well, because the size of the wound was too big. At that time, the patient might die because of the burn.
'Let's do it as it is, I guess. When we press hard, it will stop hopefully. I have already injected vasoconstrictors anyway.'
It was primitive thinking, but it was the right decision in the given circ.u.mstances. If the blood vessel was not injured, the blood would stop eventually.
Besides, he had a good presser.
Dolseok had already worn gloves and was awaiting his command. Ganghyuk then gave him a few pieces of gauze.
”Use this and press here.”
”Eo? I may get blood stains.”
”You are wearing gloves.”
”But, I don't feel like…”
”Yes, he will bleed a lot. Gather your senses… Yeoni? Are you OK?”
Dolseok had experience, as he had helped Ganghyuk when Suns.h.i.+n underwent the operation. But, Yeoni had helped him with simple treatments only. But, considering her face, she seemed alright.
As expected, she nodded her head with confidence. ”Yes, I am fine.”
”Good. Let's do it.”
Ganghyuk took the mess as tension filled the room.
'I can do it.'
He was an excellent doctor in his previous world, but he had never done a brain operation under a thatched roof. If he were confident in this situation, then that would be rather strange.
'If I cannot succeed, he will die.'
He was not a n.o.bleman, so he felt pity thinking of the man dying after all the pain.
'n.o.body can try it here, if I can't.'
Heo Jun had given up on the patient by now. It was the kind of injury that would lead to only death in Joseon.
Then, Ganghyuk focused his mind and threw away to pressing stress.
Jeek!
Ganghyuk cut the wound with the mess.
”Open it. Yeoju, can you draw right now?”
”Ah… Yes, sir.”
”Okay then.”
Yeoni opened the wound with the tool that Ganghyuk gave her. The tool hit the skull and made a squeaky sound. Yeoju then tried to draw quickly in order not to slow the operation.
It was more difficult, but a livelier work compared to drawing herbs. After all, when could she draw a scene with blood and flesh?