Level Up Doctor Chapter 43

New Wind (1)

The fleeting moment felt like an eternity.

Thanks to the Frozen Heart passive, I was able to keep my head cold.

Choi Ki-seok wrote The Descendance of a Tyrant and ran towards Kang Hana like crazy.

As agility increased, the distance to Kang Hana narrowed in an instant.

The distance between the truck and Kang Hana is very short.

Ki-Seok Choi hugged Hana Kang and ran toward India.

Phew.

The truck passed the crosswalk and ran down the road, and the two people barely survived.

“are you okay?”

Choi Ki-seok got up first and helped Kang Ha-na up.

Kang Hana’s eyes were slightly relaxed and her body was still stiff.

It looks like a serious shock.

“It’s all over.”

Choi Ki-seok held Kang Hana in his arms and patted her back.

“I was scared. Hehehe.”

Kang Hana sobbed in Choi Ki-seok’s arms, and Choi Ki-seok patted Kang Hana’s back until she calmed down.

“It’s okay now.”

Kang Hana got out of Choi Ki-seok’s arms and nodded.

“But why did you run like an idiot? Then even Teacher Choi is in danger.”

“Then you just want to watch Teacher Kang get run over?”

“It’s not that, but…”

Kang Hana bowed her head.

“Is it drowsy driving?”

Choi Ki-seok stared at the path the truck passed.

If I hadn’t fallen asleep while driving, I wouldn’t have been able to run across the crosswalk so recklessly.

“I’m glad. Teacher Kang is safe and my late-night snack is safe.”

Choi Ki-seok returned to the hospital holding a plastic bag and getting along well with Kang Ha-na.

Before arriving at the ward station, Kang Hana handed a small envelope to Choi Ki-seok.

“It’s a fee for carrying the luggage.”

“What is this?”

“Check it out.”

“This is dried persimmon?”

Choi Ki-seok looked at dried persimmons and Kang Hana alternately.

I thought it was quite unique despite the effort.

“They say dried persimmons are good for the immune system. I remembered my elementary school intern teacher on the way home, so I bought them. It’s a bit hard to overdo it after a heart transplant.”

“I will eat well.”

“I just need to know.”

Choi Ki-seok returned to the dormitory after carrying Kang Ha-na’s luggage to the station.

Then I lay down on the bed and looked at the status window.

The moment Kang Hana was saved, a notification popped up.

[You have performed a special mission as a saint. You obtained two rare gems as a reward.]

NEW [Rare: Natural healing power doubled]

NEW [Rare: Disease resistance doubled]

When the truck hit.

Believing in the Carlisle effect, he rushed towards Kang Hana. However, Kang Hana was saved without using Carlisle.

As a bonus, I got two rare gems at once.

This is eating pheasant and eating its eggs.

Choi Ki-seok stared at the newly acquired gem.

These two gems are a type of protection gem that protects the body.

With these gems, many of the aftereffects after heart transplant surgery could be overcome.

“Aim for the best…”

Choi Ki-seok, who was examining the gem, muttered a newly acquired mission to Song Myeong-jin.

As he is still an intern, it will take a while for him to complete his mission. However, when I achieve that goal, I will be able to become a thoracic surgeon that Korea can be proud of.

Aim for the best.

Thinking of that day that would come someday, Choi Ki-seok strengthened his resolve.

* * *

It’s been three months since I had a fixation at the thoracic surgery clinic.

Choi Ki-seok gets to work with his new partner, Kwon Ji-seok.

Kwon Ji-seok graduated from another university and had good basic treatment skills.

So, under consultation, Ki-Seok Choi once again took on the role of assistant in the operating room, and Ji-Seok Kwon took charge of the ward.

‘The opportunity has finally come.’

Choi Ki-seok dragged the surgical patient’s bed and headed to the operating room.

Today is the day Hyukpil Jang performs the surgery.

The first surgery performed four days after coming to the Thoracic Surgery Department.

I was looking forward to seeing what kind of skills he would show.

‘Okay then.’

Ki-seok Choi arrived at the central supply room and used the Eye of Hippocrates on Hyuk-pil Jang, the surgeon, and Ji-hye Yoon, the first assistant.

Hyukpil Jang has two active skills and one passive skill.

And he had the title of Daeinbae.

The surgical treatment level was 7, which was 1.5 lower than Song Myeong-jin.

Jihye Yoon has one active and one passive skill, and her surgical treatment is 6.

“Are you all ready? Let’s do our best today as well.”

Jang Hyuk-pil consoled the staff with a bright voice. As a result, the white light emanating from his body enveloped the staff.

[You have received the motivation skill.]

[Your concentration and confidence will temporarily increase significantly.]

That’s right.

Jang Hyuk-pil also had a skill similar to Choi Ki-seok’s encouragement skill.

It felt strange to receive skills from someone else.

Eventually, when the staff entered the operating room, the full-scale surgery began.

Today’s surgery

is OPCAB (Off Pump CABG), commonly known as off-pump coronary artery bypass surgery.

OPCAB is a surgery that connects new blood vessels to stenotic coronary arteries without using a heart-lung machine.

When using a heart-lung machine, myocardial damage can occur due to systemic inflammatory response, embolism, and cardiac arrest. By deploying OPCAB, these side effects can be prevented.

It is also useful for patients with severe arteriosclerosis.

“good job.”

When the time-out ended, Jang Hyuk-pil praised Choi Ki-seok.

The procedure of checking a patient is something that should be done and is not difficult, but it is praised.

Choi Ki-seok felt that he was different from other doctors.

“Nothing much will happen, but driver, don’t relax.”

“yes.”

The cardiopulmonary technician nodded at Jang Hyuk-pil’s words.

Even if a heart-lung machine was not used, a heart-lung machine was absolutely necessary.

There could be an emergency situation requiring a heart-lung machine, and even if he didn’t run the machine, he still had work to do.

“We will now begin pump-free coronary artery bypass surgery.”

Hyukpil Jang started the surgery.

First, the skin was disinfected, an incision was made, and the sternum was cut in half with a saw.

“Meth.”

When the pericardium was cut with a scalpel, a beating heart was seen.

That heart will be racing throughout the surgery.

How much ability will Jang Hyuk-pil show on that heart?

Soon, Hyukpil Jang and Jihye Yoon attached the epicardial fixator to the patient’s heart.

An epicardial fixator is required to minimize heartbeat and facilitate suturing.

“A shunt.”

Jihye Yoon gave a small needle to Hyukpil Jang.

Then Hyukpil Jang inserted a shunt into the left anterior descending artery where there was stenosis.

“Meth.”

Hyukpil Jang took a scalpel and removed the left internal thoracic artery hidden in the myocardium. Even though the heart was beating violently, the dissection was done very cleanly.

If the lining of the artery had been touched, a major accident would have occurred.

Chick! Chick! Chick!

Ki-seok Choi took the timing and started spraying humidifying spray to secure the surgical field of view.

“Is it pretty?”

Jang Hyuk-pil stared at Choi Ki-seok.

The eyes were smiling.

“Anesthetist. I think the patient’s temperature is dropping?”

“All right.”

The anesthesiologist took action in response to Jang Hyuk-pil’s point.

Subsequent surgery.

Jihye Yoon carefully held the heart in her hand and moved it to secure her vision.

“That’s enough.”

Hyukpil Jang created a new bypass route to the stenotic left anterior descending artery using the dissected internal thoracic artery.

The anastomosis process was uneventful.

It’s like suturing a patient with a simple laceration in the emergency room, rather than performing an anastomosis on a beating heart.

Jang Hyuk-pil was always calm, and the help of his first assistant, Yoon Ji-hye, was like a knife.

After a while, the surgery was completed successfully.

“Everyone worked hard. Let’s go down and have a cup of cold coffee.”

Hyukpil Jang, who came out of the operating room, walked ahead with long strides.

Choi Ki-seok followed Jang Hyuk-pil and stared at the wide back.

If Song Myung-jin felt like a lonely absolute person, Jang Hyuk-pil seemed like a leader who thought of everyone as a team.

why?

Why is someone like this under Jo Ji-hwan?

* * *

That evening.

There was a thoracic surgery dinner after a long time.

Except for Jo Ji-hwan, Song Myeong-jin, and some doctors on duty, the remaining people gathered at a restaurant near the hospital.

‘Why not…’

Choi Ki-seok looked across from him and clicked his tongue.

Jang Hyuk-pil and Yoon Ji-hye, who can be said to be the main characters of the day, sat in front.

The good news is that Min Joo-hyuk is next to him.

“It is a great honor to be able to start a new life with such a great family. For the cardiothoracic surgery department at Uijin University!”

“for!”

Chaeaeaeang.

The cardiothoracic surgery staff clinked their glasses as Jang Hyuk-pil gave a toast.

“Kiseok, why don’t you drink?”

Hyukpil Jang gave an expression of disapproval.

“I had a heart transplant early this year. So I am refraining from drinking.”

“Heart transplant surgery? And you’re currently interning?”

“yes.”

“That’s amazing.”

Hyukpil Jang clicked his tongue.

A long period of rest is required after heart transplant surgery.

Just surviving the exhausting life of an intern is itself a mystery.

“Professor. Kiseok is an intern of interest.”

Min-hyuk Min joined the conversation.

“This guy. He arbitrarily performed a thoracentesis when he was first born.”

“······.”

“Even now, I feel dizzy just thinking about it. If I had made a mistake, I would have been sued.”

Even Yoon Ji-hye, who had been quiet about Min-joo-hyuk’s words, showed interest.

“The more I listen to it, the more amazing it is, isn’t it?”

“I was lucky.”

Choi Ki-seok answered with a shy expression.

In the past, I had completed my third year of residency and could not say that I had special abilities that others did not have.

“But from what I heard, it seems like the piercing was successful?”

“yes.”

“That’s it.”

Jang Hyuk-pil emptied his glass and continued speaking.

“I value the results. I say give a fuck about the process. Even if an elementary school student makes a hole, I don’t care if he succeeds.”

“Professor. Are you serious?”

“Cancer. Of course.”

Jang Hyuk-pil’s remarks were somewhat extreme.

Minjoohyuk wanted to add something, but he didn’t want to look unpleasant, so he kept his mouth shut.

“You can’t cook meat.”

Yoon Ji-hye, who had been quiet, spoke for the first time.

“The meat here is too burnt. The meat here is not cooked.”

“All right.”

Just as Choi Ki-seok was about to pick up the tongs, Yoon Ji-hye picked up the tongs first and started grilling the meat.

“Kiseok. What are you doing in front of you two?”

Min Joo-hyuk frowned and tapped Choi Ki-seok on the side.

“It’s okay. Jihye is really good at grilling meat.”

Jang Hyuk-pil smiled and looked at Yoon Ji-hye.

Indeed, what Jang Hyuk-pil said was right.

Jihye Yoon controlled the meat fantastically. The cooked meat was placed on lettuce to prevent it from burning, and when meat ran out, new meat was added.

This is the exact opposite of Choi Ki-seok, who only flipped meat without any nutritional value.

Choi Ki-seok couldn’t help but laugh as he looked at Yoon Ji-hye like that.

Yoon Ji-hye, who looks cold and arrogant, is a master at grilling meat…

It was something unfamiliar yet fun.

But watching it wasn’t all that comfortable. Because Minjoohyuk, who was next to me, paid a lot of attention to me.

“Do you want to eat this?”

Yoon Ji-hye looked at Choi Ki-seok and the meat in turn.

He was looking for an opportunity to steal the meat tongs, but he seemed to have mistaken it for the meat wanting to eat.

“ruler.”

Yoon Ji-hye placed a piece of meat on Choi Ki-seok’s plate.

“That would be nice. Teacher Yoon also provides meat for you.”

“You eat too.”

In response to Min-hyeok Min’s complaints, Ji-hye Yoon gave him meat as well.

Minjoohyuk laughed until his mouth was torn.

“By the way, I heard that they will be holding a suturing competition at the hospital soon. Do you two have any thoughts?”

Jang Hyuk-pil changed the topic.

“Suture competition? Was there something like that at our hospital?”

“I heard there is a new plan, right? It will probably be held within this month.”

Hyukpil Jang continued the explanation.

The competition is hosted by the head of plastic surgery, and although the scoring method has not been decided, the prize money is expected to be generous.

“I am confident.”

Min Min-hyuk answered with a confident attitude.

“I practice suturing often even when I’m off.”

“What about Kiseok?”

“I’m confident too.”

Choi Ki-seok answered calmly.

In fact, his attendance at the competition was almost a foul. Surgical procedures had already reached a significant level, and even the left hand could now be used comfortably.

“By the way, are you naturally left-handed?”

Jang Hyuk-pil’s gaze was directed to Choi Ki-seok’s left hand holding the chopsticks.

“No. Professor Song said I need to use my left hand freely, so I’m practicing.”

“Well, if you’re under Professor Song, you’ll definitely learn.”

Hyukpil Jang said something meaningful.

As time passed, the atmosphere of the company dinner became more and more mature.

But Minjoohyuk suddenly stood up.

“Teachers. The youngest, Kiseok, wants to sing a song.”

“Sir, I can’t sing that song.”

“I’m so confident, but they say they can’t sing because there’s no applause. What should I do?”

Choi Ki-seok lowered his head at Min-hyuk Min’s words.

Ah…