Level Up Doctor Chapter 33

When I entered

the Seoullo (3) hospital room again, Hwang Jeong-woo was playing a game on his phone.

“Hello Teacher.”

Hwang Jeong-woo’s guardian, Yang Ji-min, greeted him warmly.

“hello.”

“I couldn’t see your face this morning because I went to the bathroom for a moment. I heard about it from Jeongwoo.”

“What are you talking about?”

Choi Ki-seok tilted his head and stared at Hwang Jeong-woo, but Hwang Jeong-woo looked the other way and picked his nose.

“Jungwoo was very happy because the teacher gave the injection without causing any pain. Please continue to treat him well in the future.”

“That’s natural. Jeongwoo. Shall we go get a quick check-up with the teacher?”

“yes!”

Hwang Jeong-woo came down from the hospital bed as if he had been waiting.

Choi Ki-seok visited the electrocardiogram room with Hwang Jeong-woo and began an electrocardiogram test.

An electrocardiogram is a basic test that can determine the condition of the heart.

Because it is a non-invasive test that does not cause pain to the human body, there was no burden on the patients.

“Jungwoo. Let’s go now.”

Choi Ki-seok removed the sensor attached to Hwang Jeong-woo’s body and scanned the results.

The eyebrows twitched subtly.

“Teacher. I want to watch that too.”

“You wouldn’t know it even if you looked at it?”

Hwang Jeong-woo received the result sheet handed to him by Choi Ki-seok and glared at him as if he were looking at an enemy.

“This looks like a jagged mountain…”

“So you said you wouldn’t know even if you looked at it?”

“Do you know what it means, teacher?”

“of course.”

“Then what is this mountain thing?”

“It recorded our Jungwoo’s heart beating. Isn’t it amazing?”

“Is my heart beating like this?”

Hwang Jeong-woo placed his left hand on his chest and followed the electrocardiogram graph placed on the bed with his right index finger.

“Isn’t it? My heart doesn’t beat like this.”

Choi Ki-seok smiled happily at Hwang Jeong-woo’s cute answer.

After completing the examination, Hwang Jeong-woo and I headed to the first basement floor. Since I was finally out of the hospital, I wanted to buy him a snack.

“Here’s a convenience store. Choose what you want to eat.”

“Really?”

“I’m not buying everything. I won’t buy anything that the teacher doesn’t think is right.”

“yes!”

Hwang Jeong-woo nodded vigorously.

After a while, Hwang Jeong-woo selected five items. These are all snacks with the Magic Watch character attached.

“Teacher. Excellent!”

“Do you know that now?”

Choi Ki-seok bought snacks and returned to the ward with Hwang Jeong-woo.

As I was leaving my food with my guardian, I ran into Professor Song Myeong-jin.

“Have you got the electrocardiogram results?”

“yes.”

Choi Ki-seok handed the result sheet to Song Myeong-jin, and Song Myeong-jin looked at the result sheet and Choi Ki-seok alternately.

The result on the result sheet is ‘abnormal’.

“What about the reading?”

“I did it myself.”

“directly?”

Song Myeong-jin raised his eyes.

Interns do not directly read EKGs. Usually, it is common to find a circulatory specialist and ask for an interpretation.

“yes.”

“Then where should I listen to the reading?”

Ki-Seok Choi and Myung-Jin Song’s gaze met in the air.

There was a moment of intense tension.

“First of all, the fibrillation waves are very irregular, ranging from 350 to 550 beats per minute. QRS is also irregular, ranging from 10 to 150 beats per minute. This is the graph of a typical atrial fibrillation patient.”

“Umm…”

Song Myeong-jin rubbed his chin and looked through the chart he was holding in his hand.

“Then try deciphering this too.”

“yes.”

I looked at the electrocardiogram presented by Song Myeong-jin.

His eyes were more serious than ever.

Choi Ki-seok instinctively realized this.

Song Myung-jin is doubting his EKG reading skills.

Song Myeong-jin probably thinks that Choi Ki-seok had the reading done in advance by an internist and then pretended to read it himself.

“This······.”

Choi Ki-seok paused before continuing.

“I don’t have anything to say.”

“What is the reason?”

“It was taken completely wrong. In the I lead, all P wave QRS came out negative. But the chest lead was normal. It looks like it was taken with both arms switched.”

“That interpretation just now. Is it accurate?”

“······.”

“If the reading is wrong, the patient can be at risk. And that responsibility goes to the doctor treating the patient. We cannot tolerate a poor reading.”

Song Myeong-jin fired harshly.

If the reading is wrong, it looks like Choi Ki-seok will be eaten at any moment.

However, Choi Ki-seok proudly handed the reading sheet back to Song Myeong-jin.

“I trust my reading.”

“is it so?”

Song Myeong-jin raised his eyebrows and continued.

“Actually… Teacher Choi’s reading is correct. This is a sham EKG taken by an intern last month.”

A smile appeared on Song Myeong-jin’s lips.

“Your skills are amazing, right? I didn’t know there was an intern who could decipher EKGs to this degree.”

“That’s too much praise.”

“Did you study reading separately?”

“yes.”

Choi Ki-seok answered bravely.

In the past, I studied electrocardiograms consistently.

Isn’t Choi Ki-seok trying to become a cardiothoracic surgery fellow, especially cardiac surgery?

EKG reading has been taken for granted.

“I heard from Dr. Min earlier that you’re already going to major in thoracic surgery and get a fixton?”

“That’s right.”

“I have high expectations for the future.”

Song Myeong-jin tapped Choi Ki-seok on the shoulder and headed to the conference room, and Choi Ki-seok watched Song Myeong-jin’s back.

“professor.”

At Choi Ki-seok’s words, Song Myeong-jin turned around.

“Is the lung transplant surgery performed by the professor?”

“yes.”

Song Myeong-jin spoke calmly.

“There was a junior at the thoracic surgery department at the National University Hospital, and I asked him to look at the patient, but he said the surgery would be difficult. Then he jumped up and said, ‘Maybe they’re trying to transfer me?’

“ah······.”

Choi Ki-seok opened his mouth without realizing it.

In the end, the patient was abandoned. At the Department of Thoracic Surgery at Uijin University and at the Department of Thoracic Surgery at Kookmin University.

Now the only person he can rely on is Song Myung-jin.

“I hope the professor completes the surgery successfully.”

Song Myeong-jin responded to Choi Ki-seok’s words with a bitter smile.

Choi Ki-seok savored the silence and then turned to the station.

“Timing is an art.”

The nurse sitting in the center of the station grinned.

“A dressing order for patient Baek Jong-hyun has been sent to the adult ward.”

“I’ll be right there.”

Choi Ki-seok took the dressing tools and moved to the hospital room.

Baek Jong-hyun was lying on the seat next to the window when a chest tube was inserted into his chest.

After the surgery, a hemothorax occurred.

Choi Ki-seok looked at the amount of drainage, the fluid, and the nursing record.

It was not yet time to remove the chest tube.

The treatment was not difficult, so I started dressing while chatting with the patient.

“Ah. Well, I mean…”

Baek Jong-hyun must have been happy to see Choi Ki-seok, so he told Miju about what happened in the ward today.

Things happened as expected.

The patient originally had a lot to say.

About the disease, about other patients around us, and about the doctor.

If you listen carefully to the story, you can easily win their heart.

“You’re the new intern, right? Cheer up.”

“thank you.”

Choi Ki-seok finished the conversation warmly and left the hospital room.

While passing through the hallway, my eyes were fixed on the patient name plate hanging in front of the hospital room.

Kang Dong-ho.

The steps stopped at the three letters of the name.

As a patient scheduled for a lung transplant, he was also the person standing at the center of the storm that hit the thoracic surgery field.

Choi Ki-seok looked at the patient’s name plate and then went inside.

Kang Dong-ho was sleeping soundly in the seat by the window.

A woman who appeared to be his wife was sleeping in the guardian’s bed next to him.

According to what I heard from Hana Kang, the patient’s eldest son is working as a ward guardian at the hospital.

The family situation was not good.

‘Why are things going so wrong?’

Choi Ki-seok’s brow furrowed.

No matter how you think about it, it is best for the patient to have surgery at a medical clinic.

Uijin University’s Thoracic Surgery Department has the ability to perform lung transplantation and can reduce the burden of treatment costs on patients.

If Jo Ji-hwan had just had surgery, there would have been no problem.

‘perhaps······.’

Suddenly something came into my mind.

Could it be that Jo Ji-hwan deliberately provoked Song Myeong-jin into having surgery?

Even if Song Myung-jin succeeds in surgery, Jo Ji-hwan will not suffer much loss.

On the other hand, the return benefit gained in case of surgery failure is enormous.

This is because Song Myung-jin’s reputation will be damaged, and if he is not careful, he may face a medical lawsuit.

Stamina: 3/10

Main symptoms: Difficulty breathing / coughing

Area affected: Lungs

Diagnosis: Chronic obstructive disease

Current status: Emergency

Progress: Very poor

History: None

‘Cheer up. ‘I will be with you too.’

Choi Ki-seok, who checked the patient’s condition, internally cheered for Kang Dong-ho and left the hospital room.

Just then, I ran into Oh Hye-jeong at the station and did a simple handover.

On duty today is Oh Hye-jeong.

“I’m in Professor Song’s surgical scrubs, right? Did you know that Professor Song is really amazing? His hands move so quickly?”

Oh Hye-jeong spoke with an excited expression.

Although I had already seen Song Myeong-jin’s skills with the eyes of Hippocrates, I still wanted to see him perform the surgery in person.

After finishing the conversation, Choi Ki-seok threw himself on the dormitory bed.

* * *

“That’s amazing.”

Choi Ki-seok checked the time on his phone and smiled.

Even though I closed my eyes for a short time, my body felt light, as if I had slept well. The physical strength recovery effect of Yeokhwandan was definitely remarkable.

I got out of bed, lightly relaxed, and sat in front of the computer.

Click! Click!

As I clicked the mouse, a video file immediately appeared.

“Lalalala. Huu~ Lalalala. Huu~ The feelings conveyed at this moment….”

The moment I saw the opening of Magic Watch, I felt a sense of self-destruction, but I clenched my fists and held it back.

Choi Ki-seok himself made a promise to Hwang Jeong-woo.

He said he would definitely watch the magic watch.

So there was a need to watch even childish cartoons.

“Umm…”

Choi Ki-seok watched three episodes of Magic Watch in a row.

Looking at it from the perspective of a child rather than an adult, it was surprisingly okay. I also found out why Hwang Jeong-woo liked the immortal Carlisle.

After watching all the paid videos, I finally left the hospital.

The area around the hospital is a busy area, so I was able to see a lot of people.

Couples walking affectionately with their arms folded, young people eating street food, office workers at a company dinner, etc.

Although it was an everyday appearance, Choi Ki-seok even looked amazing.

A doctor is a profession that treats the extraordinary as everyday life.

In other words, what is routine to other people is unusual to doctors.

Choi Ki-seok gave up his thoughts and went into a nearby doll store.

One wall was plastered with Magic Watch characters.

The popularity of magic watches is explosive.

On the other hand, the Pocket Monsters dolls he loved as a child were buried in a corner.

Would you say it’s a feeling of unprecedented times?

Ki-seok Choi bought the Carlisle character and the sword of immortality and returned to the hospital.

On the way, I ran into Jo Tae-ho and Nam Kang-jun drinking drinks in front of a convenience store.

“······.”

“······.”

A tense look was exchanged in sharp silence.

Cho Tae-ho was the first to open his mouth.

“You said you’re having thoracic surgery this month?”

“so?”

“I’m going to hit Fixton.”

Jo Tae-ho drank a drink and crushed the can with his hand.

“I won’t stop you if you want to become a thoracic surgeon. If you say you don’t want to make money and just want to suffer, who can stop you? But don’t even think about joining the thoracic surgery department at our hospital.”

“Is this a threat?”

“Advice is advice. You can give advice between friends, right?”

Jo Tae-ho approached with a grumpy look with his hands in his gown pockets.

“There’s something you didn’t tell me. My uncle’s father is a professor of thoracic surgery.”

Jo Tae-ho’s words hit me on the head.

Choi Ki-seok was dazed and barely shook his head.

Speaking of Jo Tae-ho’s uncle…

“No way? Professor Jo Ji-hwan?”

“I know. Kkkkkkkk.”

Jo Tae-ho placed his hand on Choi Ki-seok’s shoulder.

At that moment, the playful laughter stopped. Jo Tae-ho continued speaking in a threatening manner.

“If you can hold on, hold on.”

Jo Tae-ho growled and left, followed by Nam Kang-joon.

“For some reason, I was unlucky from the first time I saw it.”

Choi Ki-seok smiled bitterly and headed to the ward.

Since Hwang Jeong-woo was sleeping, he gave a gift to his guardian and returned to the dormitory.

But I was climbing the stairs to the dormitory.

I discovered light coming from a room at the end of a dark second-floor hallway. The second floor of the annex was where various medical tools were stored and was usually rarely crowded.

But the light turned on on this late night…

It was nothing short of award-winning.

Choi Ki-seok walked down the hallway as quietly as possible and stood in front of the room where the fire was leaking.

The interior was visible through the half-open door.

A table with sheets.

Fresh organs were on top of it.