Training (5)
“Go to the ward first. I have to stop by the lab for a moment.”
“Yes. I heard good things from you.”
Choi Ki-seok broke up with Yasada and returned to the ward.
On my way back, I searched for articles about Clara on my cell phone.
Clara was renowned as the first female Head Chief at James Hopkins.
His specialty is cardiac surgery.
He was skilled in various surgeries and engaged in many good activities, including volunteer work in the local community.
On the other hand, the article about the heart clinic she belonged to was not very good.
Cases where patients die suddenly, cases where patients die from aftereffects after surgery, cases where they suffer medical accidents, etc.
I was caught up in various rumors.
‘I don’t feel refreshed.’
Choi Ki-seok crumpled his face as he stuffed his cell phone into his robe.
Clara’s article is good, but the thoracic surgery department she works for is having a lot of problems?
It’s a complete contradiction.
“It’s been a while.”
An unexpected person greeted me in front of the elevator.
It’s Parker.
“Hello, Chief.”
“Looking at your face, you seem to be doing well. Are you relieved to have entered the thoracic surgery department of your dreams?”
“I feel like I’ve found my place now.”
The silence that came after a short conversation was Choi Ki-seok who spoke first.
“I wonder what brought you to MHC, Chief.”
“Hahaha. I will be working at MHC starting next week. Please take care of me from now on.”
“Ah… I see.”
“This is all thanks to the hard work of you and the other residents. The hospital director paid special attention to the successful completion of the rescue team project.”
The back of Choi Ki-seok’s head felt tickled at Parker’s words.
I felt something strange.
MHC is a clinic hospital specializing in thoracic surgery.
Compared to the emergency room at Mayjo where he belonged, it is several levels lower in terms of facilities and personnel.
So what if?
“It looks like you just figured it out?”
Parker looked at Choi Ki-seok’s expression and smiled mischievously.
“I was not assigned to MHC as part of the emergency room. My position is deputy hospital director.”
His one word hit my head like a hammer.
It’s a shame because his political power has risen, otherwise he might have been rude to his face.
Oh my god, Parker is the vice hospital director…
Displeasure washed over my body like a dark cloud.
“…Congratulations.”
“Thank you. I’m even happier because this is the first congratulations I’ve received from MHC.”
“Isn’t there a case in which someone was promoted from the director of the emergency department to the assistant director of the hospital? I think it’s true that he did a great job.”
“Uhm… you’re not being sarcastic at me, are you?”
“Is that possible? I sincerely congratulate you once again.”
During the conversation, the two people got into the elevator.
“I’m going to the thoracic surgery ward.”
“Okay. Let’s work hard and do well together starting next week.”
Parker grinned and placed his hand on Choi Ki-seok’s shoulder.
Choi Ki-seok walked down the ward hallway, holding back his heart from pounding.
A signal of sixth sense that I felt for the first time in a long time.
There is no need to explain what effect Parker’s promotion will have on MHC.
Choi Ki-seok shook his head, shook off his worries and entered the medical office.
Everyone was busy with work, so the place was empty.
Thinking that it was better, I opened the status window.
The first thing that caught my eye was the dragon’s eyes, which were raised to level 3, and the new three-dimensional effect.
[You used the dragon’s eye. Automatically provides optimal surgical field of view. You can use zoom-in mode, zoom-out mode, and stereoscopic mode as needed.]
When I used the stereoscopic mode, my field of view suddenly changed.
It feels like looking at the world through graph paper. I was confused by the horizontal and vertical lines that suddenly appeared.
[Stereoscopic mode is the ability to reconstruct invisible areas. If you select an object that is not fully visible, reconstruction begins. As the level increases, the detail of the reconstructed image increases.]
[Please select an object.]
Ki-Seok Choi put a ballpoint pen inside a toilet paper roll and used three-dimensional mode.
Jiiiing.
A surge of dizziness.
It felt like someone was grabbing his head and shaking it back and forth.
As the extreme dizziness disappeared, the three-dimensional shape of the ballpoint pen was revealed.
‘Nonsense.’
Choi Ki-seok opened his mouth in surprise.
A ballpoint pen was inside a roll of toilet paper.
Of course, you couldn’t see anything other than the top of the ballpoint pen. However, through the three-dimensional mode, I was able to see the rest of the ballpoint pen.
Understanding the overall structure of an object through partial vision.
That is the true essence of three-dimensional mode.
If I were to make an analogy, it could be said to be along the same lines as 3D printing.
‘It’s been a while since I developed proper skills.’
A bright smile appeared on his lips.
Having a stereoscopic mode can be of great help in controlling bleeding or performing resection in places that are out of sight.
Are there any other areas that could utilize the new abilities?
While I was thinking about that, the door opened and Jeremy came into the medical office. He nodded in greeting and then sat down opposite Choi Ki-seok.
“You came back after completing VATS assistance?”
“Oh. It ended better than I expected.”
“congratulations.”
Jeremy said a short word and went about his business.
If it had been Charles or Emma, they would have asked specifically what the surgery process was like, but Jeremy didn’t show that at all.
There was a reason why his best friend Charles called him Golem.
“Jeremy. Why did you apply to thoracic surgery?”
“because of money.”
Jeremy continued calmly.
“I don’t have a sense of duty like you and Charles. All I have to do is live without trouble and make money.”
“Why do you need money?”
“…You don’t have to know that.”
Jeremy quickly closed his mouth, but Choi Ki-seok did not miss it.
Although it was only for a moment, a trace of pain appeared on his face.
“I’m going to see the patient.”
Choi Ki-seok left the medical office and visited the pediatric ward.
Drurr.
When I opened the door and entered the hospital room, I saw a boy playing a game on his phone.
“Hello, Kevin. My name is Ki-seok Choi and I’m in charge of you.”
“hello.”
Kevin put his cell phone on the table and stared at Choi Ki-seok.
“Where is your mother?”
“You went out to buy something.”
“I see. How are you feeling?”
“So so.”
Kevin answered weakly.
“The doctor will take a moment to see the doctor.”
After getting Kevin’s permission, Choi Ki-seok took off his top. Then I saw my chest sunken in, as if a hole had been dug.
The disease that Kevin suffers from is pectus excavatum.
It is a congenital deformity in which the chest is extremely depressed.
In Kevin’s case, the collapse was so severe that it weighed down his heart and lungs.
“Doctor. Can I get better if I get surgery? I’ve never been able to do proper exercise before.”
“Yes. It must have been very uncomfortable. You know that. But if you just endure it for a little while after the surgery, you can live like other children.”
“really?”
Kevin opened his eyes wide and continued.
“Teacher. I’ve wanted to swim for a long time. Because my chest was so big, I couldn’t wear a swimsuit and swim properly. That’s why I want to swim the most.”
“Cancer. The teacher will help. Let Kevin swim healthy.”
“thank you.”
Ki-Seok Choi left the hospital room while talking with Kevin.
My heart ached.
It’s nice to see how hard Kevin must have suffered during this time.
How many times have you been teased and ostracized by your friends simply because you have an illness?
Tiring!
[You have obtained the normal mission ‘To a Normal Life’. If you become a surgeon and succeed in performing a surgery on pectus excavatum, you will receive a special reward.]
‘Let’s do our best.’
His steps back to Korea were filled with strength.
* * *
That evening.
After finishing their work day, the CPR team gathered in the conference room.
This is to receive special training provided at MHC.
While Choi Ki-seok and Emma Charles Jeremy were chatting, a man and a woman entered the conference room.
The man was Wang Jin-pyeong, whom Choi Ki-seok had seen through VATS surgery, and the other man was someone he had never seen before.
Two people stood on the platform and stared at the group.
“Nice to meet you all. My name is Katarina, professor of cardiac surgery. My area of expertise is coronary artery disease, aorta disease, and heart valve disease.”
“I am Wang Jin-pyeong. After completing my second year of residency, I am in charge of your education.”
After finishing his greetings, Jinpyeong Wang continued.
“As everyone knows, MHC has a different curriculum from Meijo Thoracic Surgery. Autonomous team activities for residents to perform outpatient treatment. Lastly, special training. Today’s meeting is to provide specific directions for team activities and special training. ”
“….”
“Team CPR consists of a total of six people, including the professor and me. You can easily think of us as being in the same boat.”
Jinpyeong Wang continued.
The need for communication among team members, the roles of professors, teaching residents, and the four others, etc.
After determining the scope of team activities, an explanation of special training followed.
“Everyone must have been curious about something since they attended the morning meeting, right?”
“Yes. I was surprised that there was no case announcement.”
Charles quickly responded to Wang Jinpyeong’s words.
“That’s right. At MHC, we don’t do case presentations during morning meetings. After work, each team presents cases. We’ll start tomorrow.”
“Then I will go first.”
“Charles is very active, isn’t he?”
A happy smile appeared on Wang Jinpyeong’s lips.
“Special training includes not just case presentations. More important is suturing practice.”
“….”
“From now on, we will practice suturing every day. That way, you will be able to perform the surgery as quickly as possible. There are plenty of models, so don’t worry about the materials.”
Jinpyeong Wang opened the cabinet in the corner of the conference room.
Just as he said, the cabinet was full of necessary tools and models.
“I practice at home for two hours every day. Unless I’m particularly sick, there are no exceptions.”
“What happens to the person on duty?”
“Of course, you have to practice during work. And after work, you can submit the model you practiced.”
“Mr. Wang. Demonstrate.”
“All right.”
At Katarina’s words, Jinpyeong Wang began suturing the model.
Also called ssamji suture.
First, an incision is made in the depressed area.
This is a suturing method that involves pulling up the skin of the collapsed area and tying the surrounding area together.
It is frequently used in appendectomy and nipple surgery.
“Wow. Look at the speed.”
“That’s great, sir.”
Charles and Emma, who were watching Wang Jin-pyeong, burst out in exclamation.
Speed and accuracy Wang Jin-pyeong’s ssamzi suture was killing two birds with one stone.
match. match. match. match.
When the suturing was completed, applause erupted.
“I have a question.”
Choi Ki-seok opened his mouth for the first time.
“I’m sorry, but I’d like to skip housework practice. Is that possible?”
“You’re going to miss practice at home too?”
Katarina’s face was distorted like paper.
“Mr. Choi, I know that you have the trust of the Deputy Director of Medical Services. But that can’t be a reason for not attending the training.”
“That… how should I explain it?”
Choi Ki-seok scratched his head and thought about what to say.
He is capable of hands-on training in the training room. Model-based training. Not only was practice meaningless, but his level had already reached a certain level. His
level of surgical treatment was three or four levels different from that of his classmates.
Practicing on models was not helpful at all.
“You might think I’m very arrogant, but… I’m not at the stage where I can practice modeling. So, I would like to do personal practice during that time.”
Choi Ki-seok’s words made the atmosphere in the meeting room cold.
His classmates looked at him with worried expressions, while Katarina and Wang Jin-pyeong stared at him with expressions as if they were wondering what was going on.
Wang Jin-pyeong was in suffocating silence . He pointed to Choi Ki-seok with his index finger.
“Hey, Mr. Choi. “Are you that good at suturing? Come up to the stage.”
