Episode 303. At the right time (2)
“I live, but I do not know when I will die.”
“Kheuheu, the child is dying because of the father’s vice! How should I live? Now that you are dead, you have no face to see your ancestors.”
Jojo cried for a long time and then opened his mouth again. Xun Yu continued to soothe him, but his heart did not calm down.
“What happened to that avant-garde?”
“The former general is also in critical condition.”
“I should have died. I should have died… but because of me, my son is dying and the precious longevity is also dying! How can I do this, how can I do this…”
Jojo’s judgment was disastrous.
From the headquarters who gave birth to Joang, to the longevity who follows him and the support of his mother’s family. In addition, not only the vanguard himself, but also the generals close to him. I lost all that trust at once.
The painstakingly built tower so far was collapsing.
I couldn’t figure out how to fix it.
There was no way.
“Don’t stop me! I am no enemy! I am the messenger who delivers the words of Eosa Daebu Hwabu. Get out of here!”
At that time, Cao Cao heard the sound of a man riding a horse running from the camp he regarded as the enemy shouting.
“What did I just hear?”
“Eosa Daebu’s messengers… Then it seems that they are not General Eosa’s soldiers, but Eosa Daebu’s soldiers.”
“A fireman? Are you talking about a painter?”
“It seems so.”
“Call me now. Stop marching and prepare to face Hwabu’s army immediately.”
“yes. main ball.”
“Hehe, the sky didn’t abandon me. Now that the fireman has arrived, Angi and the vanguard will be able to live. I’m so glad I’m so glad!”
When Cao Cao wiped away his tears with his sleeve, Shun Wook let out a short sigh with a confused look on his face.
‘They were both so serious that even if Hwa-ta came, they said they wouldn’t be able to save them…’
Hwa-ta is famous, but it can’t save everyone.
In fact, Soon-wook saw a lot of painters treating patients, and of course he saw many people who died because they couldn’t treat them.
‘I have no choice but to hope that he will be saved.’
If they die, the loss is also lost, but it will take just as long to restore lost trust.
After a while, the lion bowed to Jojo, and after some time passed, the fireman’s party came to Jojo.
* * *
The fireman did not have a long conversation with Jojo, and went straight to the army doctor’s office with the doctor and his disciples.
The city doctors in the military council welcomed the party with open arms as they appeared.
It is common for generals and soldiers to die on the battlefield, but the two dying people were very special to Jojo. If the two die, it is clear that the poets will also find it difficult to escape from the blame.
In such a situation, how nice would it be to see someone called Shinui come?
“I removed the arrow, but I was seriously injured…”
As the fireman inspected the wounds of Joang and the vanguard, the doctor explained from the side.
The painter listened to the explanation and used his clairvoyance to examine the wounds of the two men. And I struggled for a while.
‘Both are in danger! What do we do? I think it would be right to operate on the avant-garde, but… should Joang be prioritized?’
The painter remembered who would succeed Jojo at a very later date, but soon he shook off those thoughts and took off Joang’s bandages.
“Operate the vanguard general with Rep. Pyeon, who is wrong and Bun-ah, and help me with Rep. Jang Dang-ji.”
“All right. Master.”
“Okay.”
“Let the poets help us with our surgeries.”
“All right. Master Eosa.”
While the painter was changing into scrubs, the city doctors, who had been ordered by Obo and Buna, began to prepare for the operation by bringing charcoal and lighting lanterns.
“Anesthesia.”
The fireman skillfully took out a syringe, injected anesthetic into a blood vessel, and inserted a tube into the airway.
When the bandages were removed from the area to be operated on, the bleeding areas that had been forcibly blocked by a large amount of hemostatic spray were visible.
Outwardly, the blood appeared to have stopped, but the inside of the organs and blood vessels were still bleeding. Most wounds require open wounds and surgery.
‘If I hadn’t come, I would have had no choice but to die!’
Perhaps if he had come a day later, he would have had to see the dead body.
When the painter drew a straight line on the stomach with a knife, the skin, fascia, muscle, and peritoneum were neatly cut at once.
Lee Dang-ji hurriedly opened the boat left and right, revealing the small intestine torn by the arrow.
The doctor who treated him pushed the arrow out, causing a hole in his right kidney and bleeding.
‘It would have been easier to treat if the arrow had not been pulled out.
Of course, I had no intention of blaming poetry. This is the level of treatment in this era.
‘First of all, stop the bleeding…’
The fireman first picked up the artery of the kidney, which was gushing blood, with Kelly.
As the painter did, Lee Dang-ji quickly tied the artery once more with silk thread.
The amount of blood overflowing in the stomach has decreased significantly, but there are still many arteries that need to be tied up.
‘The compensatory mechanism is already happening, so I need to hurry up and replenish the blood.’
“Mr. Chang.”
“Yes, Mr. Hwa.”
“Please find someone whose blood is compatible with Joang’s.”
“All right.”
At that time, Oh Bo-do also called Rep. Jang.
“Rep. Jang, please find someone whose blood matches the blood of the vanguard general. It is very urgent.”
“Okay. my haste.”
Chang-gi took the blood of Joang and Jeon-jun and went outside and called the soldiers to find the person with the blood.
While the long-term doctor was doing that, the hwabu continued the operation.
While the kidneys were extracted, city doctors opened their stomachs, and Lee Dang-ji wiped the pooled blood and tied up the broken intestines so that the contents would not leak.
“Dangjiya, pour distilled water and wash it off once.”
“Your master.”
As the distilled water washed his stomach, he could see bleeding areas that he hadn’t seen before.
Small hemorrhages were carried into the pharynx, and large hemorrhages were ligated or sutured.
The fireman took out the removed kidney and placed it on a tray before taking a deep breath and examining the ruptured part of the intestine.
While doing so, a long-term councilor came in with several soldiers.
“These three people are blood related to Joang, and those two are blood related to the vanguard.”
“All right. We need blood right now, so put all three of them to bed.”
“Rep. Jang, please send those two soldiers here too. I need a blood transfusion here too.”
“Okay.”
The soldiers looked like cattle brought to a slaughterhouse, but they did not dare to resist and reluctantly lay down on their beds.
“Don’t be afraid because if you eat well for a few days, you will draw a quantity of blood that will recover.”
“I can’t eat well for several days.”
“I’m going to make you guys eat especially well.”
Rep. Chang first inserted a needle into the elbow of the fattest-looking soldier among the lying soldiers, then fixed it, and then inserted the tube through which the blood flowed into Joang’s elbow vein.
Joang’s body, which had already lost a lot of blood and even the color of his organs, began to find its own color little by little as new blood came in.
Whoops…
The fireman took out wriggling parasites from the cut intestines.
“Hup! How could it be in a human body…”
Lee Dang-ji or Jang were not surprised at all because they had already seen many of these things, but there were those who were surprised and those who were not surprised among the poets who assisted.
Those who were surprised were the first to see Hwabu’s laparotomy.
The painter put the broken parts of the small and large intestines together and untied the thread tied by Lee Dang-ji.
Fortunately, the vagus nerve was alive, and when blood began to circulate to some extent, the intestines began to perform peristalsis.
‘This is enough for my stomach… Maybe thanks to the breastplate, but fortunately my chest was barely hurt!’
After closing Joang’s belly, the painter also looked at the wounds on his shoulders and thighs.
There were cases where the knife went beyond muscles and ligaments and even split bones, so blood vessels had to be connected and muscles and ligaments had to be cut as well.
First, the bandage on the most urgent shoulder was removed.
* * *
“Are you still in surgery?”
Jojo looked at the army doctor’s office with a look of nervousness and swallowed dry saliva.
Two o’clock had already passed since the painter entered the operating room with other doctors and students.
Jojo became more and more anxious as time passed because he knew that the painter did not take more than half an hour to perform even the slightest laparotomy.
“Ju Gong Hua Tuo is one of the best. I will definitely save Soju, so trust me and wait.”
“Ha~. i’m the one to kill i’m the one to kill I couldn’t keep my senses because I was wrapped up in the skirts of the girls… keuheuheug…..” When
Jojo cried out again, Sunuk sighed and comforted him.
“Fix the main ball. What will you do if you regret the past? A guy named Gahu knew the taste of the governor in advance and attached girls who were good at poetry, calligraphy, and painting. In that situation, I would have passed.”
“The thought of capturing the consummation without shedding a drop of blood… I was foolish. I’m a madman…”
Cheerureuk.
At that time, the door of the operating room opened, and the fireman, disciples, and doctors came out.
“Boo boo. how was ang? Did you live?”
Jojo was lying on the cot, but he jumped up. At first, his body was in such a state of inconvenient movement that he could not even go alone.
Jojo suffered excruciating pain in his stomach and back, but he clenched his teeth and endured.
“The surgery went well…but I’ll have to keep an eye on the progress.”
“Should we watch the progress of the chaff?”
“I was very hurt. By the way, hyung-nim isn’t normal either, but I’ll take a look after taking a bath.”
“That’s right. Can Angi live?”
“It won’t be until tomorrow that we can judge for sure.”
“My tomorrow?”
Jojo wanted to hold the fireman and ask more questions, but he couldn’t. The fireman, disciples, and lawmakers were all covered in blood, like people who had bathed in blood.
When the fireman, the disciples, and the doctors disappeared, Jojo tried to enter the operating room.
“No one is allowed in now.”
At that time, some guards blocked the way.
“Yeah man. Do you have ten necks? Who dares to go ahead…”
“Stop! I forgot. That guard is right.”
“yes? State governor.”
The warlord, who had shouted at the guard, was confused when he heard Cao Cao’s words.
“It has been like that before. After the surgery, no one other than the clinic should enter the room. Let’s wait for the wealth… no, the Eosadaebu to come.”
“I see.”
Jojo lay down on the cot again and waited for the painter to come.
The fireman appeared with his disciples in a clean appearance after about 2 angles.
“As I was leading the troops, I heard that Jangsa surrendered to my brother. What the hell happened?”
Jojo smiled wryly at the painter’s question. It was embarrassing to say with my own mouth, but I couldn’t help it.
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