Chapter 183 (2/2)
“Let me give him an injection of anesthesia first.”
“Oh, he hasn't come to his senses yet.”
“He is supposed to wake up when he feels pain.”
“Oh, I see.”
General anesthesia would be the best option for this type of patient.
Kanghyok recalled the medicinal herbs that Joon Huh tipped him off on.
'He said they're Somsu and Choh.'
Kanghyok decided to ask the mayor to get these medicinal herbs as soon as the war was over.
He could get Choh easily everywhere, but he was not sure if he could catch toads.
“He might move, so hold him tightly.”
“Yes, master.”
Kanghyok now gave a shot of anesthetic here and there.
Some parts of his body were cut neatly by that veteran j.a.panese raider.
“Now, give me the scissors.”
“Yes, master.”
“Do you remember how you suture deep cuts?”
“Well…”
Dolsok examined the section of the cut carefully.
The skin and subcutaneous fat as well as the muscles underneath were cut neatly.
“First, st.i.tch these muscles together…”
“And then?”
“Connective tissues!”
“Good. And then?”
“Skin, master.”
Yes, Dolsok didn't forget what Kanghyok taught him before.
“Great. You're doing excellent as you have a great teacher. Hahaha.”
“Whew!”
Dolsok was about to let out a sigh when his eyes met Kanghyok's.
Kanghyok now started to suture the wounds, starting with the muscles.
“Wow!”
Dolsok exclaimed in admiration.
The open wounds were now shrinking with the suture.
“You're doing great, master!”
“This one? Nothing special.”
In modern Korea he used to do this kind of surgery almost everyday.
Kanghyok giggled at Dolsok who was surprised a lot, with his eyes open wide.
In no time the muscles were glued together, and the bleeding also stopped.
“He might wake up anytime now.”
“Do you want to give him a shot of a.n.a.lgesic?”
Dolsok seemed to regard narcotic a.n.a.lgesic as sleeping pills.
“No, no. When he wakes up, just hold him tightly. Let me talk to him.”
“Yes, master.”
“Now, we're curing his wounded connective tissue.”
“Yes, master.”
“Don't be overambitious. You know what happens when something goes wrong?”
“It will be hard to st.i.tch it together, master.”
“Good. Just do it like this.”
Kanghyok began to suture subcutaneous fat and connective tissue under the skin at once. If he stick it too close to the skin for tight suture, it may break.
As soon as Kanghyuk finished sulturing the connective tissue, he opened his eyes.
Obviously the patient seemed not to remember what happened after the fighting.
“Stay still as we're treating you now!”
While Dolsok was holding him tightly, Kanghyok began to speak with him.
“Do you remember me?”
“Uhhh… are you Dr. Paek?”
Though he was in a daze, the patient could recall him.
“Yes, I'm Doctor Paek. You were wounded while fighting with the j.a.panese. I'm treating you now.”
“Oh, I see.”
He made a frown, apparently recalling how he was cut by that j.a.panese raider's sword.
“What happened to that raider?”
“He died.”
Kanghyok answered while st.i.tching the skin quickly.
“I see. How fortunate…”
Hesitating for a moment, the patient asked again,
“By the way, who the h.e.l.l killed that raider? Was it that fighter right beside you?”
Kanghyok slowly nodded his head.
“Yes, that's true.”
“What happened to my teacher Changkwon?”
Instead of answering quickly, he finished st.i.tching first.
And then Kanghyok answered after a while.
“Changkwon died while fighting with that raider.”
“Oh my G.o.d! My teacher….”
“We could kill that raider thanks to Changkwon, and I could survive.”
The patient was speechless.
Kanghyok bound the wounds with bandages silently.
“Stay here. Let me take care of other patients.”
“Was his body buried well?”
“The mayor would take care of it. So, don't worry.”
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