112 Lets See Who Wins 3 (2/2)
But even Heo Jun and Heo Im were reluctant to give patients honey water because of this h.e.l.l-like situation.
They might think of this.
'Is it really a good thing to give them water?'
As soon as they gave them water, they discharged.
Patients were getting more anxious.
Some of the patients have already gone to Dongpa's side.
It was the road that led to death, but they did not know that at all.
'If this patient dies here…'
Then he would not be able to stop them from moving to Dongpa's side.
'For G.o.d's sake.'
He could not think up of other methods.
Ganghyuk lied down beside the patient out of despair.
He gave an order while lying down.
”Check the bag for IV… the bag.”
”Yes, sir. But why are you lying down?”
”Quiet.”
Ganghyuk smacked Dolseok's head once more.
Dolseok could not change his habit of asking questions although he was always. .h.i.t by Ganghyuk whenever he asked a question.
He was quite smart in some aspects but very dull in other aspects.
”I will draw my blood and put it in the bag and the patient will get my blood.”
”What?”
”What are you talking about?”
”Heo…”
There was severe reaction.
Ganghyuk did not like donating blood but it was quite a common thing to him. For those who lived in Joseon though, they thought it a queer and unacceptable thing.
How could a person share his blood with others?
Many cultures think that blood is synonymous to life.
Therefore, those who lived in Joseon did not accept his idea.
”Did you say you would give him your blood?”
Yeoju was almost aghast. The idea was too scary for her to accept.
She looked at Ganghyuk with a protesting expression though she looked like an angry adolescent. It was not really threatening, she actually looked rather cute.
'If Yeoni showed that face, now that might be threatening.'
Yeoni had physical strength.
He was. .h.i.t many times by her whenever they dueled, every hit being painful. Ganghyuk then removed the depressing memory from his head and asked.
”Why?”
”Blood is your life. It is your base. How could you share your basic life with the patient? He would be…”
”Why? Do you mean he would be my brother because we share the same blood?”
”Yes, that's correct. Your spirit will go to him and your vitality will decrease.”
”Uh…”
”According to saints in old days, blood contains one's personality and past experiences. You must think of how he could live after you give your blood to him.”
It was nonsense, but it was persuasive. That was because she was an intelligent girl and the statement she said had some kind of logic, although it was grounded on totally wrong a.s.sumptions.
Ganghyuk thought he might be persuaded if he kept listening to her speech.
Though there was one thing that was true in her speech.
Ganghyuk's DNA would go to the patient if he gave the patient his blood, but there is no way to influence the patient's personality and memories with transfusion.
There were some reports that people after getting an organ transplant like the heart and kidneys acquired new hobbies or tastes, but they were only a.s.sumptions and they had never been clinically proven.
Therefore, the things that Yeoju said were nothing but nonsense.
”Yeoju.”
”Yes?”
”Blood is a part of our body, right?”
”Yes.”
”Then in that case, it must be I who knows it best. Don't you think so?”
”Uh…”
Yeoju nodded her head with hesitation.
”Blood is very important. You are right in that sense. But it will be made again when they are gone.”
Blood donation was still difficult even though they knew the fact that it would save the patient's life.
'I am just telling the story that I have always been told.'
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