Episode 25. No teeth, gums. (2)
If there were other new technologies, now was a good time to learn.
Of course, there is a high possibility that he will not teach you other medical skills, but just watching will greatly expand your medical skills and knowledge.
Congressman Bong finished the treatment of the patient he was treating in a hurry and moved to the place where the painter was.
When Congressman Bong moved to his seat, three servants and two soldiers followed after him holding a bucket of boiled water and cloth splints.
“Senator, there are many patients here, where are you going?”
“I’m going to the painter.”
“Ah- Mr. Hwa.”
The three servants nodded when Congressman Bong said he was going to Hwabu, but the two soldiers looked puzzled.
A young medical student who was presumed to be a fireworker was seen where Congressman Bong was heading.
‘I’m busy, so why are you going that way?’
‘Looking at Confucius, he seems to have a high status, but is that why a member of the Diet is trying to please such a person at such a busy time?’
It was clear from the clothes that the painter was a son of the nobleman. And among lawmakers, there are often those who want to get ahead by appearing well to high-ranking officials or noblemen.
The two soldiers were in a bad mood, but they couldn’t bear to ask Congressman Bong.
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The fireman looked at the moaning soldier with an arrow stuck in his stomach with a pitiful gaze.
I wish I had lost my mind, but the soldier was clenching his teeth while shedding tears like chicken droppings.
“Please save me.”
The fireman slightly turned away from the soldier’s earnest eyes.
‘Unfortunately, I can’t save it alone.’
The reason why the fireman gave up the soldiers so easily was because the location of the arrows was too cunning.
It is difficult to pull out an arrow as it is because the blade is standing in the opposite direction of the arrowhead. So it is better to push it through more, but unfortunately, there is a kidney and a spine in the direction of the arrow.
If an arrow passes through the spine, if you’re lucky, if you’re half-crippled, if it penetrates the kidney, you can’t save it unless you open it up.
The only way is to split the ship and remove the arrow, but at least two people will need to assist you.
More than anything, I was afraid of how he would react if I said I would split the stomach.
‘Let’s find someone who can save himself.’
“Please… save me.”
The painter was passing by, but a voice as thin as a mosquito and desperate came out from the man.
“sorry.”
snap.
The man made a desperate move and grabbed the fireman’s ankle.
‘uh!’
For a moment, a light of surprise flashed in the fireman’s eyes.
‘Could you move? It looks like you can’t move… Did the instinct to live make it possible to move a body like this?’
The painter looked down at the man’s hand holding his ankle.
If you set your mind to it, you can shake off this kind of hand at once, but for some reason, you couldn’t.
“Please buy me. Please…”
A small but desperate voice came out of the man’s mouth again.
In fact, no one else saw it, but the man saw the fireman treating his colleague beside him.
Of course, I don’t know if that colleague will survive, but at least it was better than waiting for death like now.
“…..”
The fireman refused, but he couldn’t shake his hand and was in conflict.
‘I can never save myself, so why can’t my footsteps fall? Shall we at least try to save it? But there are so many other dying people ….. ‘
Hua -ah
.
The hazy shadows showed other invisible parts of the arrow and parts of the internal organs.
His eyes suddenly opened, but the painter soon licked his lips and shook his head.
‘I don’t know how this happens again, but even if I can see inside now, I’m not a patient who can do anything on my own.’
The taste was bitter, but now was the time to be unrelenting.
Took.
I tried to shake off the man’s hand holding his ankle lightly by throwing a fuss in the air.
Quack.
“uh!”
But at that moment, the man’s hand showed an incredible grip and did not let go of the burner’s ankle.
The fireman stumbled for a moment, but fortunately he did not fall.
“Please buy me. I will give you all my possessions if you buy me.”
The man’s voice grew weaker and weaker until finally it was difficult to hear.
‘How can such a person have such power? Are you doing this because you want to live? Or is there a sense of urgency beyond the limits of the body?’
The painter looked at the man’s sorrowful eyes once again.
For some reason, it seemed that there was a reason why I had to live so earnestly.
Then the fireman changed his mind a little.
‘With this kind of determination, maybe we can save it. It will die if you let it go anyway. Shall we try it?’
I crouched down and examined the area where the arrow was stuck more closely.
The hazy shadow that I saw for a moment quickly disappeared, but it was already imprinted in my head.
The rear isn’t bad, but the front isn’t bad.
Examining the affected area, there is not much blood shed and it is clean. It seems that the intestines are not injured. There is a high chance that you will survive if you take out the arrow well by simply opening the stomach.
“great. Let me try. But listen.”
The soldier gasped and looked at the fireman.
“Lie down. I will feed you this from now on. It’s nothing special, it’s water that puts you to sleep.”
The painter took a gourd from his bosom.
Only a few mice have been tested clinically, but now it is unavoidable. After estimating whether this would be appropriate, I poured the juice into the gwiju.
“Drink now.”
The man gulped down the wine the painter gave him without asking anything.
Half went into the mouth and half flowed out the side of the mouth.
The fireman fed the amount that he thought was enough and retrieved the vial.
“Look at me. Here’s your finger. Now one… two… three
…”
His voice gradually diminished, until finally he could not be heard.
Took.
And within seconds I passed out.
The painter checked his pulse and breathing. The pulse is drawn and the breathing is even, as if asleep.
“good.”
The painter took out a surgical knife and wiped it clean with gwiju. There shouldn’t be a single drop of blood left.
‘If you look at the length of the arrow, it went to the small intestine and you have to see it. It’s fortunate that I’m not in the position of captain. It would be nice if the warden was fine…..’
The fireman moved very quickly.
If you’ve made up your mind, there’s no reason to hesitate.
The small intestine is less, but no less, a clump of bacteria than the large intestine. If the small intestine is torn and there is blood in the peritoneum, sepsis should also be considered.
The fireman first inserted a needle to block the blood vessels in the abdomen. And he put a knife to slit his stomach.
‘Let’s cut the peritoneum at once.’
Pressing the abdomen with his left hand with a sense trained dozens of times, the painter swung the knife at once. The sharpened surgical knife cut all the way to the inner peritoneum without the slightest hesitation.
Wow-!
When the stomach split open, blood flowed out in an instant. His vision was blocked, but the fireman’s hand moved without hesitation.
‘I wish I had a bobby…’
There is a limit to stopping bleeding with saliva.
If there had been a cauterizer commonly called a bobby, the amount of bleeding would have been reduced much more than now by slitting the capillaries.
Opening his stomach and looking inside, he could see the small intestine through the yellow fat.
“It’s not easy either.”
The fireman clicked his tongue in bitterness and immediately reached in and pulled out the small intestine.
“omg! A firefighter.”
“To take out the intestines of four or four people…”
“…”
The fireman heard the people behind him in surprise.
I couldn’t feel my surroundings because I was concentrating on the surgery, but it seemed like someone had come.
‘When did you come? Hearing the voice, I wonder if it is Congressman Bong?’
I was a little curious about who it was, but I didn’t have time to turn my head to check.
The fireman held on to his disturbed spirit and carefully grabbed the arrow and pulled it out. Contents spilled out around the rupture in the intestines.
Then, suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
‘If Congressman Bong came, you could ask for help. He’ll understand better than other people.’
“Mr. Bong.”
The painter stopped the contents from flowing out of the small intestine and called to him without turning his head.
“Why why?”
He was also the one behind him.
“Come over here and grab this.”
When the fireman hurriedly called, Congressman Bong crouched down next to him.
“What do you want me to catch?”
“Hold the abdominal wall here with your hand and open it from side to side. Don’t let what’s inside come out.”
“Ah okay.”
“Did you wash your hands?”
“I came after washing.”
“In case you don’t know, please wash it once more with the gwiju in the vial and catch it.”
“Is this?”
“Yes, come on.”
“Okay.”
Congressman Bong hurriedly washed his hands with gwiju and opened his abdominal wall.
Only then did the fireman begin to stitch up the torn and ruptured parts of the warden with a needle.
‘It would be really nice if there was one more person to get rid of the blood in my stomach.’
There was blood over the intestines and a foreign body from the small intestine was also visible.
“Congressman Bong, did you come with him too?”
“Who do you mean?”
“Ah, why… the one who came with me… the man with the big mole on his left chin…”
“Yes yes? You mean that?”
“Yes uncle. Get a clean rag there and wipe the blood from your stomach. Come on.”
“yes yes.”
As the fireman swore loudly, the servant was dazed but wiped the blood that had pooled in his stomach.
After stitching up the intestines, the painter checked the kidneys in the back.
‘Fortunately, my kidneys are fine. It must have been bad luck.’
After the servant wiped most of the blood from the intestines, the fireman poured ghee and wiped the intestines again with a clean cloth.
“It’s done. You can let go. Senator Bong.”
“Ah okay.”
When Bong let go of the abdominal wall, the painter inserted a wick, matched the cut surfaces, and quickly sewed the abdominal wall and muscle skin in sequence.
‘okay. very good. The operation itself is successful.’
As long as infections and other minor problems are avoided, this person will now definitely live.
Anyway, I was relieved after the slightly unreasonable surgery was over. Relief reminds me of the things I lacked.
‘I need Bobby.’
Bobby is a cauterizer used to open capillaries with electricity. In other words, it is similar to an electric iron. It’s similar to an electric iron…
‘Yeah, you can heat up the iron and use it!’
Since the water had been boiled, there must have been charcoal. The fireman turned his head to see the two soldiers standing there with a startled look on their faces. They were not the soldiers who were originally here, but the soldiers who followed Congressman Bong.
“mister.”
“yes.”
“Go and put some charcoal in the brazier.”
“Charcoal?”
“It’s urgent, so bring it quickly. Come on.”
“Ah ah yes.”
The soldier tilted his head, but hurriedly turned around when the fireman urged him on.
Only then did the fireman straighten his back and stand up.
Clump-!
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the back.
‘I need an operating bed too. I need at least a cot to live. If this happens, I’ll die of a beautiful back first.’
The painter relaxed his waist and looked at a soldier standing there.
“Hey mister.”
“yes.”
“Go and get me a cot. Flat and at this height.”
The painter pointed to his waist.
“yes?”
“I want you to get me a cot.”
“Where can I get a cot?”
“You have to find out. If you don’t have one, make one and bring it. Come on.”
Hwabu recalled his memories of being an army surgeon in the past and gave orders strongly.
‘Since a soldier is a soldier, it must be an automatic response to orders.’
“I see.”
The soldier put on a bewildered expression, but moved quickly.
When the painter’s back loosened, he washed his hands in hot water and moved to find the next patient.
‘Haa- so many people are dying. How many people can I save today?’
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