Majo Heart Center (3)
The light streaming in from the window stung my eyes.
Choi Ki-seok frowned and turned his back to the sunlight.
After completing the conjoined twin surgery, which took over a full day, I received two days of vacation.
There was no problem with resting more.
“Ah…”
I jumped up and leaned against the back of the bed.
Contrary to my desire to relax as much as possible, my consciousness became increasingly clear.
I stared blankly at the wall and then shifted my gaze to the clock.
The current time is 10 am.
Considering the time when I returned to the dormitory, I would have slept a whopping 20 hours.
Choi Ki-seok smiled and headed to the bathroom.
While taking a shower, I opened the status window and checked the rewards I received after surgery.
[The pseudo-reader effect has been added to Hippocrates’ eyes. When examining a colleague in medical mode, you can check the doctor’s surgery success rate and rapport.]
[Additional stacks have accumulated in the Soul Tears item.
(170/700)]
[You have succeeded in performing the first conjoined twin surgery. We will give you 100 A.P.
as compensation.]
I didn’t go into the surgery expecting compensation, but I couldn’t help but feel proud.
After finishing his shower, Ki-Seok Choi changed his clothes and looked down at his cell phone.
My cell phone was on fire.
My thoracic surgery colleagues, family members, and many other acquaintances left messages at Uijin University.
I had a lot of trouble undergoing the difficult surgery.
I was watching it live and it was touching, etc.
As I was reading the message, my heart felt warm. I was very grateful to my acquaintances who acknowledged and worried about me and wished the patient a recovery.
I guess I could say that I felt like I was living alone in a world, but in reality, that wasn’t necessarily the case.
Choi Ki-seok took the time to reply to each of his acquaintances.
Jiiiing.
The cell phone rings just in time.
When I connected the call, I heard a familiar voice.
[Mr. Choi. It’s been a while.]
“Yes. Hello. How are you, reporter?”
[There is nothing special happening to me, but there is a lot happening in our country. Hahaha.]
Park Kwang-soo burst into laughter.
Park Gwang-soo is a reporter I met in the past when I was at Uijin University.
If something happened to Choi Ki-seok, most of it would be published in articles or newspapers.
[By the way, you have accomplished a very difficult task. I also saw the separation surgery live. I lived in Rosette for over a full day and almost two days. I was completely moved. Especially the last scalp reconstruction surgery…]
“If you praise me like that, I might fly into the sky.”
[That’s why I say it. I plan to fly it far away and then return to Korea.]
Park Gwang-soo continued jokingly.
[I haven’t been able to contact you so far, but I know most of the news about Mr. Choi. Even the recent Freed incident that rescued a suicidal patient.]
“….”
[No matter how I look at it, I can’t shake the feeling that Mr. Choi is always at the center of the storm.]
“I agree. That’s why I’m scared to go back to Korea. “
[But you still have to come back. There is no denying that Teacher Choi is a trouble maker, but look at the end. Cases always end according to Dr. Choi’s wishes, or in the direction of cutting out rotten parts of the medical community or for the benefit of patients. That’s what’s important.]
“Well, if you look at the results, that’s it.”
[yes. So, I hope Mr. Choi returns to Korea as soon as possible. Please come back and make Korea pop again. Only then can the medical field change.]
“It’s been a while since I spoke to you, but aren’t you putting too much pressure on me? I’m not the savior of the medical field.”
[is that so. Actually, I didn’t mean to overdo it this much…]
“It’s okay. I’m going to come back anyway, and then after that.”
Choi Ki-seok trailed off.
“Whether I like it or not, something will happen. At that time, I would like to borrow the reporter’s help.”
[Don’t worry about that. Because I’m always on Teacher Choi’s side. By the way, have you heard about Professor Kwon Il-soo?]
“Goo… Professor Kwon?”
Choi Ki-seok’s voice trembled slightly.
Ilsoo Kwon.
He was a former professor of pediatric thoracic surgery at Uijin University and an authority on pediatric heart surgery.
In a power struggle with Jang Hyuk-pil for the position of head of thoracic surgery, he lost and disappeared.
[One of my acquaintances is Professor Hyukpil Jang, a junior. According to an acquaintance, he is currently living like a disabled person at a nursing hospital in the province.]
“Ah… he’s not that type of person.”
[It’s definitely a waste of someone to be in a nursing hospital. [He is a person who can even undergo Norwood surgery.]
Park Kwang-soo clicked his tongue and continued.
[If you are interested, can I give you my contact information? The existing number has changed and you will not be able to contact me.]
“Yes, please.”
Ki-Seok Choi talked with Gwang-Soo Park some more and then hung up.
After a while, Park Gwang-soo left a text message with Kwon Il-soo’s cell phone number. There was sadness in Choi Ki-seok’s eyes as he looked down at the text.
I remember entering the operating room together.
I could still see Kwon Il-soo teaching me the tricks of pediatric heart surgery.
From now on, we will study ways to bring Kwon Il-soo back.
Choi Ki-seok left the dormitory and visited the surgical intensive care unit.
Siamese twins Adam and Brian were receiving treatment in an isolation room.
The twins, who were in the same bed when their heads were next to each other, now sleep in separate beds.
A smile appeared on my face as I looked at the twins who had found their own lives.
Choi Ki-seok examined the twins’ condition with the eyes of Hippocrates.
Adam was healthy and had no after-effects from surgery, but Brian was not in good condition. His vitals were unstable, and movement disorders came to mind as a suspicion.
“wait a minute.”
Ki-Seok Choi issued an additional prescription using the computer at the intensive care unit station.
“Dr. Choi. Thank you so much!”
The guardian who was in the waiting room found Choi Ki-seok and came running to him at once.
“Thanks to the doctor, the surgery was completed safely. I don’t know how to express my gratitude…” ”
It’s okay. I just did my job. And I’m not at the stage where I can completely relax. I need to observe the progress for at least a month. “You may need rehabilitation later.”
“I know that. The Head Chief of Neurosurgery told me.”
“You’ve already seen Head Chief Lucas.”
“Yes. You told me a lot of good things.”
The guardian nodded and continued speaking.
“Thanks to the live surgery, we have raised a lot of money. I think we will be able to pay for all the medical expenses and rehabilitation.”
“Fortunately, the.”
“Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Choi.”
The guardian dropped her head and sobbed, and Choi Ki-seok approached her and comforted her shoulders.
“No matter how hard it is for me, will I just do it for the guardian who has suffered so much?”
“….”
“Cry softly. From now on, you will only have to laugh with the twins.”
“Thank you. I will pray every day from now on. That everything Dr. Choi does goes well.”
“The best gift. Thank you.”
Choi Ki-seok wiped the bridge of his nose with his hand, his face turning sour.
After speaking with the guardian, I immediately went to the neurosurgery ward.
“Dr. Choi. Thank you for your hard work.”
“It was amazing during the surgery.”
“To be a real doctor, you have to be at the level of Mr. Choi.”
Station nurses and patients who encountered Choi Ki-seok were busy praising him.
Ki-Seok Choi expressed his gratitude to them and stood in front of Lucas’ office.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
When I knocked, I heard a voice telling me to come in.
“Welcome. I was already talking about you…”
Lucas smiled and pointed to the sofa on the other side, and Choi Ki-seok sat down next to Leon, who came first.
“Shouldn’t you rest more?”
“I slept enough. My body was so sore that I couldn’t lie down any longer.”
Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.
“Isn’t it the manager who needs to rest? The one who worked the hardest is the head chief.”
“Thank you for your concern, but I can’t handle this much. I’ve been known as an iron man since I was an intern. If it were me, I would have safely completed my 100-day duty in Korea as well.”
The atmosphere became cheerful thanks to Lucas’ joke.
As a moment of silence continued, Choi Ki-seok used the Eye of Hippocrates on Lucas. And the doctor reader effect obtained after the surgery was applied.
[Start analyzing Lucas’ surgery statistics.]
[Cerebral subdural hemorrhage]
– Number of surgeries: 150
– Surgery success rate: 90 percent
– Post-operative outcome: good (80 percent)/poor (15 percent)/death (5 percent) ).
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[Cerebral infarction]
– Number of surgeries: 100
– Surgery success rate: 95 percent
– Post-operative outcome: good (70 percent)/poor (27 percent)/death (3 percent).
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[Understand Lucas’ rapport.]
– Ki-Seok Choi: Level 4: Trust
– Leon: Level 4: Trust
– Matthew: Minus Level 4: Nemesis
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Choi Ki-seok checked the status window and was satisfied.
In the case of surgery statistics, it will be very powerful when you become a manager.
For example, let’s say you are performing surgery on a brain subdural hemorrhage.
In this case, the advantage was that the surgery could be entrusted to a doctor with a good surgical success rate and postoperative outcome.
Rapport was good for political use.
In the past, if you used Hippocrates’ eyes, you could only see people with whom you had a rapport. But now it was possible to check other people’s rapport.
In this case, it was possible to understand other people’s interpersonal relationships within the hospital.
It is like seeing through who considers whom as an enemy or a friend.
“What are you thinking like that?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I suddenly became dazed…” “
Well, it could be because I had a very long surgery. By the way, I have some good news.”
“The good news is…”
“Matthew was arrested for violating medical laws. He is currently being investigated by the police.”
“It’s a nice sound to hear. I suddenly feel refreshed as if I drank cider.”
Matthew humiliated Freed for his own gain.
Trying to pretend that a person who died from an external cause that was clearly apparent to anyone else died from an illness…
should be severely punished.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
The sudden knocking sound caught the attention of three people at the same time.
“Come on in.”
“Hello, this is DHV Courier. I have something to give to Lucas.”
“I didn’t have anything delivered, but…”
“Pullman sent me this.”
As the delivery driver left, only the packaged items were left on the table.
“What is this?”
“It looks like a published essay. Shall we open it?”
“Sure.”
When Choi Ki-seok opened the package, ten essays appeared.
The title of the book is Breath of the Wind.
Between the books on top was Pullman’s photo and a letter. In the photo, Pullman was smiling while sitting on a bench overlooking the sea.
[Head Chief. This is Pullman. I still vividly remember trying to make my dream come true at our spine neurosurgery center. However, it is hard to believe that I have been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer and am receiving treatment at a nursing hospital. It seems like life doesn’t go the way you want.]
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[I am doing well at the nursing hospital. The fear of death that had tormented me is now all gone. The nightmares I had every day and the sense of loss that I had about losing everything were scattered like dust. All humans die. I will die someday. If this is the path I have to take anyway, I want to leave resolutely.]
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[I hope the neurosurgery staff will always be blessed in their future endeavors. I hope you can overcome any difficulties and hardships. I hope that you will always maintain your noble heart for patients, people, and life. Even though I am leaving this world, I will become a ray of wind and always support you.] Ki-Seok Choi bit his lip after reading Pullman’s letter
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The last message from his colleague, whom I was leaving for the first time in my entire past life and this life, pierced my heart.
