I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon

Episode 181. I will definitely save as much as you (2)

“Sun-ah!”

The fireman slashed all who stood in his way without hesitation and ran to Pyeonseon.

A few people followed later, but no mercy was given to them.

Some of them ran away, perhaps because they were frightened by the merciless killing of anyone.

The fireman didn’t care about those who ran away and looked at the side line first.

Fortunately, she was still breathing.

Chii-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i…

The painter hastily tore off her clothes and tied up her wounds to stop the bleeding.

He didn’t even bring saliva because he was in a hurry, so he has to go to the doctor’s office to save her.

The fireman tore off the dead man’s clothes, rolled them up, and put the twine on his back.

As the fireman ran with her on his back, Ok-joo went ahead and cut off the branches with a knife to make it easier for her to go.

‘Let’s stay calm!’

The fireman rode his horse and recalled the scars of the pneumonitis.

‘Except for the stab in the stomach, the rest are minor wounds. The problem is how deep it was stabbed… No matter what kind of wound it is, I will definitely save it!’

The painter didn’t even have the spirit to show his clairvoyant powers when he was covering up the wound on the pyeonseon.

“Master. omg! Four sisters…”

When the painter appeared, Obo and Bun-ah came out of the carriage and were horrified to realize that the bloody woman on their back was a pyeonseon.

“Get ready for surgery.”

“yes.”

Obo and Buna rushed in and started preparing for the operation.

The painter laid the pyeonseon on the bed and poured distilled alcohol on it to wash away the blood and examine the wound.

‘I’m still hiding. Then, the most important thing now is hemostasis.’

Puffpuffpuffpuff…..

Acupuncture was inserted into each wound to stop the bleeding and the stomach was seen through.

“shit!”

The moment I looked at the boat, abusive words came out.

The small intestine had been ruptured, and the contents of it had come out and spread with blood in the stomach.

‘Peritonitis, hemoperitoneum and even septicemia… I’m going crazy!’ With a

knife,

the painter cut off all the clothes around her belly and hurriedly put on surgical gloves.

While the painter was doing this, Obo and Buna quickly completed the preparations for the operation by inserting irons into the charcoal fire and lighting lanterns. And organs came in and helped the lack of labor.

“Master Shi, am I not dead yet?”

At that time, Pyeonseon, who had fainted, woke up for a moment.

“Yes. Don’t worry about dying because I’ll live if I do the surgery. It just went well. Come on, drink this.”

When the fireman handed out the anesthetic liquor, Pyeonseon gulped with difficulty.

“Joe had a brief dream a while ago… I saw my mother.”

“If you ever meet your mother again, it’s not enough when she comes to pick me up, so please come and play in the underworld for about 100 years.”

“Hoho keueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu00uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu00ss Master is making jokes even in this situation.”

“No kidding. I have no intention of sending you to the afterlife, even if your mother or grandparents come.”

After the painter put on all the scrubs, he went to the place where Obo and Buna would assist.

“Master Su. believe.”

Pyeonseon seemed to smile, then passed out again. The fireman quickly cut open her stomach as she passed out.

‘We need to finish it as soon as possible and treat other parts as well.’

After cutting through the peritoneum of the gland, the painter glanced at the small wounds on her body.

I hurriedly poured distilled spirits and tried to stop the bleeding with saliva and cloth, but the blood was still seeping out.

When a certain amount of blood disappears from the human body, no matter how well the operation is performed, there is no choice but to die.

“Boy, stop the bleeding on the wounds and repair the broken blood vessels. Representative Jang, please help me instead.”

“All right. Master.”

“Okay.”

When Obo found the wound on the pyeonseon and began to treat it, the painter looked at her small intestine again.

Because he had already seen the wound through fluoroscopy, he was able to quickly locate the cut blood vessels and small intestine.

When the painter took the small intestine out and drained the contents, Buna hurriedly poured distilled spirits to wash away the contents and blood from the intestines.

‘At least the big blood vessels weren’t cut. Other organs are fine too. If you do well… you can save it. No, I will definitely save it.’

The burner was the first blood vessel to be cut. Then, the small intestine was also anastomosed.

His hands were swift and precise, unstoppable even in a tense situation.

After concentrating for a long time, the fireman finally realized that the problem he was worried about had occurred.

“It must be a compensatory phenomenon right now!”

The painter, who had been undergoing surgery for a long time, gnashed his teeth unconsciously when the color of organs such as the liver and spleen changed.

The change in organ color is due to a lack of blood supply.

When the human body lacks blood due to excessive bleeding, it judges itself and sends blood only to organs such as the brain and heart that are necessary for life maintenance, and symptoms of not sending blood to other organs appear. This is called a compensatory mechanism.

Organs that are not supplied with blood begin to die.

The only way to get rid of these symptoms is blood transfusion. The painter had previously classified blood that could be transfused.

Now, the only people who had the blood to transfuse her body were herself and Haman.

‘Haman seems to have been injured while fighting them earlier… Then there is only my blood.’

The painter finished connecting the small intestine and looked at Buna after confirming that there was no damage to other organs in the stomach.

“I have to transfuse my blood into Seon, so you have to finish the rest.”

“Your blood transfusion?”

“hurry.”

“All right.”

The painter handed over the surgical instruments to Bun-Ah, brought a long tube, and tied it to the elbow of his left arm and the elbow of Pyeonseon. Then he brought a high bed and lay down on it.

The high position was to allow the blood to flow downward by gravity.

Supplying blood from the left elbow vein to the left elbow vein was the best way to supply blood most quickly.

“Look.”

“Your master.”

“You see these veins in my elbow.”

“yes.”

“Find the same blood vessels in Seon’s elbow.”

“I found it.”

“If my blood comes out through the tip of that needle, insert it into Seon-i’s blood vessel so that the blood can enter it.”

“All right.”

hooked

When the painter inserted a needle into the vein in his elbow, drops of blood dripped from the tip of the needle Obo was holding.

As soon as a drop of blood dripped, Obo pierced the vein in Pyeonseon’s elbow. Then, I put a piece of cloth on it and tied it tightly so that the needle wouldn’t fall out.

“Once the stitches are fixed, hurry up and finish the surgery.”

“yes.”

When Obo and Buna focused on the operation again, the painter raised his head slightly and looked down at the pyeonseon.

Blood began to be supplied, but the compensatory mechanism had not yet disappeared.

‘Ha~. I hope it’s not wrong? will surely survive The operation went well… and the blood is going in.’

The painter felt a completely different feeling than when treating critical patients so far.

In fact, I did my best when treating other patients, but I had a little bit of a feeling that I couldn’t help it if I died.

Can’t a doctor save all patients?

But right now, I don’t have that kind of mind at all, I just thought that I should save my life somehow.

It was exactly the same feeling I had when my mother had an operation.

The misinformation and the beon-a also had a similar feeling to the fireman, but there was a different desperation on their faces than usual.

When Buna was suturing her stomach, blood began to circulate on Pyeonseon’s pale face.

The painter was able to instinctively notice that the compensatory mechanism had disappeared.

‘Live! It’s all good. What a relief!’

In the meantime, quite a lot of blood had flowed to her, and her head was spinning, and drowsiness came with dizziness.

“Look.”

“Your master.”

“Remove the needle from my arm and inject nutrients into Seon.”

“yes.”

The painter tried to get up from the bed, but when his head spun, he lay down.

“Tell me to inject nutritional supplements and have the intestines guarded to kill a cow.”

“It takes a cow. All right.”

‘It’s okay now.’

As soon as the painter was relieved, the tension was relieved at once, as if his head had been bleached white, and he quickly lost consciousness.

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“Master saved me by drawing blood?”

Pyeon-seon, hearing the words of Obo and Bun-ah, widened her eyes in surprise.

He knew that the only people with blood that could be transfused to him were the painter and Harman, but he never thought that the painter would even transfuse him.

“Yeah, at that time, the sister-in-law was almost at the edge of death. If Master hadn’t given me a blood transfusion… I might have died.”

“That’s right.”

Pyeonseon recalled the time when he was attacked by his assailants and collapsed.

When she thought that if she was caught like this, she would be raped or held hostage, she stabbed herself in the stomach with a knife and attempted suicide.

Pyeonseon felt strange.

The fireman’s blood is in his body. That fact gave Pyeonseon various thoughts and special meanings.

‘Master!’

“Are you awake?”

Then the fireman opened the tent door and came in.

“Yes Master. I heard that you even drew blood to save me. thank you.”

“Of course I did what I had to do. And when I was sick, you saved me too. So you don’t have to make such a thrilled expression.”

The painter saw Pyeonseon’s expression and smiled.

“Let’s take a look at how well the surgery went.”

As the painter grabbed Pyeonseon’s wrist and pulsed, her bloodless face turned slightly red.

“Your pulse is still fast, but now is the time to recover. see.”

“Your master.”

“There will be some boiled cow’s blood outside, so take that and feed the sun.”

“yes.”

After a while, when Ohbo brought the rice porridge that was boiled like a porridge, Pyeonseon ate it bit by bit.

“Master, too… eat some.”

“I already ate a lot.”

The fireman looked at Pyeonseon with warm eyes and then went outside.

The expression of the fireman who came out changed to a cold expression different from when he looked at Pyeonseon.

The place he is heading to is where there are two survivors of the assailants who attacked the ship. Jang Goe and Ha Man interrogated them until the fireman woke up, but the culprit was not revealed.

‘I don’t know who ordered you to assassinate me, but… I’ll rob you of your bones, even your soul!’

When the fireman entered the tent, Janggoe and Haman stepped aside, looking exhausted.

“Did you find out anything?”

“No matter how much I tortured them, they wouldn’t open their mouths. They are very poisonous.”

“I will interrogate you.”

“This is what I specialize in. There is no need for someone like you to do such dirty work.”

“This is not a dirty job, it is a must.”

When the fireman’s eyes were too determined, Haman closed his mouth with a shy expression.

The fireman approached the two people who were all covered in blood and bruised.

Both of them were already unconscious.

The fireman saw how many needles were stuck in their bodies and realized how Janggoe and Haman had tortured them.

‘It must have blocked the pain with saliva and pushed it back to the brain all at once. Usually, this type of drama can lead to mental collapse, so it’s a way to confess…’

The fireman tilted his head for a moment.

When the mind shows signs of collapse, the brain activates defense mechanisms to protect itself.

Even in such a situation, the only reason why he did not confess was that he had some noble will beyond death or someone forcibly granted him a will.

‘Seriously, aren’t these people being brainwashed?’

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