Episode 39. Rice cakes are given only when they do pretty things. (2)
The fireman went behind Clinic Bong after the patients were finished treating them. As the painter approached, Congressman Bong began to practice the vascular closure technique more diligently, singing for joy inside.
The painter opened his mouth while looking at Congressman Bong.
“Mr. Bong, if you sew too tightly, the stitched parts may tear.”
Congressman Bong had cotton pads in his ears because of the pig’s screams, but managed to hear the fireman’s voice and answer.
It seemed that cotton was not a perfect soundproofing device.
“Then will this be enough?”
“no. It’s too wide and a little narrower than that.”
“This much?”
“Because it’s too narrow.”
“Then this much…”
“That’s too wide.”
Quick.
At that moment, Congressman Bong’s temple tendons wriggled like earthworms.
‘Damn it, don’t gossip behind your back like that, show me at least a demonstration.’
Rep. Bong’s dissatisfaction rose to the bottom of his chin, but he couldn’t bear to let it out and silently sewed.
“Then is this enough?”
“Yes, that is just right.”
When the word “suitable” came out of the fireman’s mouth, Congressman Bong entered the gap in his head and performed the vascular repair.
pretty dear. liquid liquid.
pop.
But before the blood vessels could be connected, the pig’s screams stopped.
the pig is dead
When the pig died, the heart stopped and the blood flowing in the arteries was freed from pressure.
‘Damn it! At the crucial moment…’
Congressman Bong felt sorry and angry, but there was no way to express his anger.
All he did was finish sewing and look at the painter.
“Will you take a look?”
“Good job.”
“Did you do well?”
“yes.”
“It’s too bad the pig died so early that there’s no way to check it.”
Congressman Bong took out the cotton that was blocking his ears.
“You must have practiced a lot in the meantime, but it is much better than before.”
“is it?”
“It’s unfortunate that the pig died early, but don’t be too disappointed. If you keep doing that, there will come a time when you get a clear sense of it.”
“Is that time ever coming?”
“Yes, I will definitely come.”
“Ha ha, okay. I will definitely come.”
Despite hearing the positive answer, Congressman Bong’s shoulders drooped. Then the servant approached, hesitant.
“Here, Senator.”
“Why?”
“What should I do with the dead pig?”
“Slaughter them in moderation and distribute them to the villagers.”
“All right.”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a drink with a painter, and I’m going to take off some of the lean meat and grill it.”
“yes.”
After a while, the servant butchered the pigs, gave them out to the villagers for free, and started roasting some of them.
‘uh! In the past, Uibang must have sold it for money, but they just give it away to people here. What’s the whim of a person who doesn’t treat a patient if he doesn’t pay for it?’
The painter looked at Congressman Bong and felt his heart warm for some reason when he saw the villagers who liked the meat as if they were going to dance.
‘Are you doing this because you want to buy favors with me?’
Congressman Bong’s intention was obvious, but I didn’t feel bad nonetheless.
Hwabu opened his mouth to see Congressman Bong again.
“Mr. Bong.”
“Why?”
“Bring me two pigs tomorrow.”
Congressman Bong made a puzzled expression for a moment, but then smiled brightly and nodded his head.
He didn’t have to say anything, enough to know what the painter was going to do tomorrow.
“Heh, okay. Tomorrow I will prepare a pig and good wine.”
“It is a good drink. It’s good. There will be something to celebrate tomorrow, so it would be better if there was a good drink.”
The corner of Bong’s mouth went up toward his ear at the fireman’s confirmation.
After a while, while Hwabu and Bong ate the grilled meat with a glass of wine, the villagers, all of them, went home with the meat and started lighting a fire.
It was just one pig, but the whole neighborhood was instantly filled with the savory smell.
* * *
That evening, Lieutenant Cho was trembling in his room in the uncontrollable cold.
‘Keugh!’
When Lieutenant Cho found it difficult to even swallow, he began to panic.
‘I think these are the same symptoms that my older brother suffered from?’
I was a little worried when pus came out of the affected area at first, but after applying the plaster for a few days, it healed a lot and I thought it was okay now.
However, the muscles in his left foot gradually became stiff and his body began to stiffen. When his back became twisted and abnormal symptoms appeared, Inspector Cho was so frightened that he couldn’t even eat since yesterday.
“Bring Mayuju Mayuju! It means to bring Mayuju or Naerak, which has blue mold.”
In less than a day, his subordinates had been getting those things, and Lieutenant Jo ate them all, considering that he would get an upset stomach.
I had a little upset stomach, but it wasn’t too bad.
Above all, I was waiting for the disease to get better, but three days ago, my neck and shoulders became stiff, and today it was difficult to speak and even swallow my saliva.
Although the feet were not rotten, all the symptoms were very similar to those suffered by his brother.
‘It’s too cold there!’
It is midsummer now.
While the soldiers were sweating profusely, he himself was trembling and sweating.
‘I can’t do it anymore. Amputation of the ankle would end the officer’s life, but isn’t it better than death? Haa- It would be better to call a painter rather than Congressman Song.’
Perhaps because his older brother, who was treated by Congressman Song, died, all he could think of was the fireman who saved the wounded soldiers.
“Hwa Huang Hu.”
Inspector Jo was shocked to realize that even the pronunciation that came out of his mouth was strange while calling his subordinates.
This, too, was a symptom my brother suffered from.
“Did you call? Instructor.”
“Go and get the fireman.”
“yes? Hwa Gongja. Even if I go to pick him up, he will refuse to visit me.”
“What why?”
“Didn’t the chemist go to the lieutenant’s house the other day and walk in vain? It hurts my feelings.”
“No matter how upset you are, you should come if the patient comes.”
“Aren’t ordinary lawmakers, but chemists a bit unusual?”
“On the subject of the fallen nobleman… Damn it. oh no Then prepare the wagon.”
Inspector Jo stopped talking and grabbed the back of his neck with his right hand.
I could feel my muscles not only stiffen, but even contract.
Although the feeling of having to amputate his ankle was devastating, he had no choice but to endure it if he wanted to live.
‘Hook!’
Hua -ah ….
As I breathe and moved my history, the hot energy spread from the belly and began to release the rigid back neck.
Joe’s expression darkened a bit.
In fact, I knew that relieving symptoms by history was only a stopgap measure.
“A horse carriage?”
Prince Hwang looked at Lieutenant Jo with a puzzled expression.
If he was good at horsemanship, of course he knew how to ride a horse.
Drip drip…
I could see sweat dripping from the bridge of Inspector Jo’s nose and chin.
‘Could it be a cold sweat? Come to think of it, your complexion is really bad.’
“Don’t make me say it twice.”
“yes. I take orders.”
* * *
“Look closely at this part. Is it different from what I sewed?”
When the painter pointed out the difference between the pig blood vessels that Congressman Bong sewed and the pig blood vessels he sewed, Congressman Bong nodded.
“Right. But still, didn’t the blood vessels burst this time? Isn’t that fine then?”
Congressman Bong was so good at suturing three blood vessels in pigs these days that two of them were successful.
The fireman was in the middle of teaching him the key secret to suturing ten times and succeeding all ten times.
“It’s a pig’s blood vessel, so it didn’t burst. Human blood vessels are thinner than pig blood vessels, so if you don’t do what I did, there’s a high chance they’ll burst.”
“Is that so?”
“yes. As I have stitched it, practice a little more. If you sew a pig’s blood vessel ten times and all ten times succeed, I’ll give you a chance to sew a blood vessel in case someone is injured.”
“Okay. I’ll practice hard and I’ll be sure to succeed in all 10 times.”
When the painter said something hopeful, the light in Bong’s eyes was filled with emotion, like a disciple who had been recognized by his master.
“Miss Senator, Senator.”
At that time, from afar, a man of about the same size as the five viscera came to his aid and called the fireman.
“Yes uncle. What happen.”
“I am a friend of Dan who lives in the next village. I went to Maseok Mountain to gather herbs a while ago and stepped on a iron. I didn’t take it seriously because it wasn’t a deep wound, but a few days ago, pus started to form on the wound, so I put a plaster on it, but it was getting worse and worse, so I brought it in.”
When the fireman heard Ojang’s words, he remembered that the bandits had sprayed them with iron and that Lieutenant Jo was also injured.
‘How many times have these psychopathic bandits sprinkled iron on Maseok Mountain? People who went to collect herbs could get hurt.’
Those who knew the location of the sturgeons were bandits, but most of them were already dead or locked up in cells at the prefectural office.
I couldn’t go to remove it because I didn’t know the location, and I couldn’t tell the herbalists not to enter Maseok Mountain.
‘Oh, this man is the one who stepped on the iron, so he must know the location. I’ll go and get rid of the iron after I’ve healed him.’
“First, I will look at the affected area. Take off your shoes first.”
“yes.”
When the five intestines seated the patient, he took off his shoes.
He took off his shoes, revealing his feet wrapped in bandages. The fireman removed the bandages. There was a wound the size of Oh Soo-jeon on the sole of his foot.
When the plaster was removed, pus gushed out.
‘It’s Staphylococcus. I really don’t know if I should say that this is good… or not. Anyway, I’ll make some samples this time and try penicillin.’
“Look.”
“Yes, Senator.”
“Go and get me a clean bowl.”
“yes.”
After a while, Obo brought a bowl, and the painter squeezed out the patient’s pus and poured it into the bowl.
“Put this on the floor over there and cover it.”
“yes.”
Obo didn’t understand why he got dirty pus in the bowl, but he didn’t ask because there were many people around.
The painter asked a question while cleaning and disinfecting the affected area with distilled spirits.
“Hasn’t the muscles around your ankles been stiff lately?”
“It was very stiff.”
“How about the neck or shoulders?”
“I don’t know about the neck and shoulders. It just kept hurting my feet.”
‘It’s early because the pus hasn’t spread inside or around. This can be easily treated.’
“Fortunately, it looks like tetanus, which is not serious.”
“yes! Wave tetanus?”
Hearing the fireman’s words, the man was startled, and soon his complexion turned pale.
Tetanus in this era was a serious disease that was almost directly related to death.
It didn’t matter if it was serious or serious. If you get caught, you die.
“It can’t be because it’s wave tetanus. It’s just full of pus, so please take a closer look.”
The man was stunned and the people around him were greatly surprised.
“Tetanus is right. Even if other members of the legislature look at it, they will diagnose it as tetanus.”
“That can’t be! I’m tetanus. I can’t believe your diagnosis. Hey Jang. Take me to another congressman.”
The man shook off the fireman’s disinfecting hand, then lifted a bandage, tied his feet, and stood up.
“Even if I go to other clinics, they will all diagnose me like a chemist. Your wounds look like tetanus to me.”
Then Congressman Bong, who was watching from behind, stepped forward.
The man did not recognize Congressman Bong and burst into anger.
“What else do you know? Are you a member of the council?”
“I am a senator.”
“what! Are you a senator? you’re talking funny This young bastard has no customers even if he sets up a doctor’s office, so even poor people like us are trying to treat him as an experiment, but a real doctor is crazy and he’s in a place like this where he doesn’t even pay. Hey, what is Jang doing? Won’t you help me?”
The man tried to leave the medical room with a limp when the five organs hesitated without support.
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