117 Student 1 (1/2)
Ganghyuk came out of the room and stood alone.
The yard of Bojewon which was full of crying and the odor of patients came to a state of silence.
It was because they established temporary toilets so that they could go to the toilet one by one.
While looking around the neighborhood, he found some workers of Bojewon who had worked overnight.
They wore the gloves and masks that Ganghyuk distributed.
'They are making oral rehydration solutions quite well.'
On the other side, Yeoju and Yeoni made oral solutions with the workers.
As there was an enormous number of patients who needed the solution, they had already used up the honey they brought.
Fortunately, Bojewon had honey in their storage and they could use it.
'I brought honey with me to make a dip for fried chicken.'
With the combination of fried chicken and honey, he could make a honey-dipped fried chicken.
It would be really tasty, but he could not leave patients die just so he could eat tasty chicken.
He could not help but give them his precious honey.
”Heum.”
While he looked around, he found the place where serious patients were gathered.
They fainted because of dehydration, and there were blood bags together.
'Poor Dr. Heo.”
Although Makbong and Dolseok were very strong, they could not donate their blood for two days consecutively.
Therefore, the two Heos had to donate their blood.
Fortunately, the blood type matched with the patients.
'Is Dolseok collecting blood well?'
He did not have hand skills but he did do well as he had followed and learned many things from Ganghyuk.
But the unexpected one was Dongpa.
'He has some skill.'
He volunteered even though he was discharging.
He wore gloves and asked Ganghyuk to give him orders.
When Ganghyuk tested him, he drew blood well and learned how to use strange looking devices very quickly.
Ganghyuk thought that he could be a good student.
Dongpa seemed to throw away his pride and stubbornness.
'Then should I take him in as my student?'
On second thought, he realized that the ones he taught up to now could not be said to have a relations.h.i.+p as a teacher and a student.
It was rather a relations.h.i.+p of a master and a servant.
It was not bad even up to now.
But Ganghyuk thought it would be better if he had a student.
In that world, he had a lot of students although he did not have a servant.
”Sir, the patient you treated some time ago is in a serious condition.”
While Ganghyuk was daydreaming, Makbong ran to him.
He pointed at the room next to the blood bag.
”What's wrong?”
”He's breathing irregularly.”
”Heum, sadly he will die soon.”
”Die?”
”Yes.”
”Hugh, is there…”
Makbong shook his head.
Ganghyuk was not a G.o.d even though he was a good doctor.
Therefore, there were patients who became better but there were some who died.
On the first hand, there were too many patients.
Moreover, their health status was not good even before the disease.
According to Bojewon, most of the patients used to die with such an epidemic.
Therefore, the chief officer of Bojewon ordered people to dig up the ground found on the hill near the village.
He expected that most of them would die soon.
'No, I will not make it happen.'
He would not leave them die like the officer expected, and he did not want to give the corpse to them.
'I will get at least half of them.'
He could not say that n.o.body died.
If people go in the room and no one comes out, people will be suspicious.
Most of the workers here belong to Bojewon.
Therefore, they did not take Ganghyuk's order seriously.
He had to be careful if he wanted to keep some corpses for himself.
It should not be caught.
-Drrrr
Makbong opened the door cautiously.
Unlike other rooms, the shadow of death was obvious in this room.
”There… there he is.”
”Eo, yes. It seems that he would die soon.”
Ganghyuk walked in and looked at the patient in the corner.
He did not need to use his stethoscope.
He could see the man's breathing with his bare eyes as the man's chest was moving up and down irregularly.
”He has a high fever.”
”Yes. That is the phlegm that he spit.”
Makbong pointed at the gauze beside the patient.
Yellow phlegm was collected there.
”His lung is not functioning. It is…”
”So people die because of this, right?”
”Yes, the last stage is pneumonia.”
”So we can't help it…”
”Yes.”
Ganghyuk nodded his head.
The most frequent reason of death would be pneumonia.
It didn't matter if he had cancer or if he died in an accident. Even people die of old age.
At the last stage, the immediate reason of death was mostly pneumonia.
The people dying here were not an exception. Therefore, most of the corpses that were stolen from here and delivered to the house of the Flail were the people who died of pneumonia.
”Can we trust Dongpa?”
Makbong pointed at the man's back with an uneasy face.
Although there was only a wall, Ganghyuk noticed what he wanted to say.
”We cannot leave a patient to touch sick people.”
”But it can be dangerous to leave him with a corpse. If he divulges…”
”He is the only one who deals with the corpse now. If he makes a trouble, we have the Flail.”
”Yes, Dongpa cannot run away anyway.”
Running away is not easy even in normal times and now he is discharging continuously.
According to the Flail, the warehouse is full of the smell of feces rather than the smell of blood.
Although both are bad, most of people preferred the smell of feces.
It is rather familiar to them.