Episode 107. Called Hwata (2)
“Welco.”
“Did you have a good dream? Taewi.”
Upon entering Gajujeon, misinformation, beon-ah, and polarization welcod the fireman. Hwang Wan greeted the fireman with a nervous expression.
“I couldn’t sleep at all.”
“Then you can get so sleep now. Bring the boya decoction.”
“yes.”
Decoction was already prepared, and the fireman prepared for the operation wearing a mask, bandana, and surgical gown.
“Seoni should wear a scrub suit too.”
The painter is only one year older than Pyeonseon, but since he has beco a teacher and disciple, he does not use honorifics and is flattered.
“Yes, too?”
Pyeon-seon, who was sitting next to Pyeon-geuk, woke up a little surprised, as if the fireman’s words were unexpected.
“Now that you are my disciple, I have to watch how you assist the executioners and perform surgeries.”
“All right.”
When Pyeon-seon put on a hood and mask and went to the fireman, Pyeon-geuk looked at his daughter with an envious expression.
“Taewi. Please eat this.”
“Okay.”
After Hwang Wan drank the anesthetic and fell asleep after a while, the painter inserted acupuncture needles and began the operation in earnest.
* * *
Hwang Wan’s son, Hwang Tae, looked at his younger brother, Hwang Gu, after seeing the back of the fireman entering Gajujeon.
“Guya, is that person really the right doctor to treat your father?”
“Your brother.”
“You look very young.”
Hwangtae was not aware of what the painter did at Hwanggajang, as he was on a trip to Cheongju after receiving the imperial order as Jeongwi (廷尉) in charge of criminal law.
“Even though he is young, he is a very talented mber of parliant. And, unbelievably, he even proved his skills to his father by making use of the warehouse manager Chu-deok.”
“Is Chudeok hurt?”
“I had a terminal illness, and all the doctors who ca to treat my father said that they would die before reaching the moon. Then the fireman cut his stomach open and cut out the rotten intestines to save him.”
“her! I can’t! What a knight!”
He clicked his tongue and opened his mouth as if he was embarrassed.
“That’s right. Then I’ll split your father’s stomach.”
“yes.”
“It can’t be… This is a big deal. Will your father be okay? Of course, my father is trustworthy, so he entrusted your body to you.”
“I don’t think there will be a stupid doctor who will open up my father’s belly when he doesn’t have the confidence to treat him. If you fail, not only you but your family will perish… Do you dare to try?”
“I guess so.”
Hwangtae shook his head, but it was difficult to calm his worried mind.
* * *
The fireman’s knife sliced Huang Wan’s belly a little badly.
“Hup!”
Pyeonseon, who saw that, unknowingly swallowed up the wind.
Obo and Buna were less surprised because they had already learned from the wooden doll how this operation would work, but Pyeonseon and Polarization did not.
Pyeon-seon was about to say sothing, but when Oh-bo held a blood vessel with his pharynx and Bun-a pulled the abdominal wall with a retractor, he closed his mouth.
‘I can’t transfusion, so I have to stop the bleeding first.’
The fireman was not nad blood vessels, but he quickly tied blood vessels that were so large that he could not stop the bleeding because they were drawn with his pharynx to stop the bleeding and to determine the extent of the tumor that had spread to his stomach.
‘It’s not different from what I saw through clairvoyance. Gastric adenocarcinoma is characterized by cancer spreading to the lymph nodes… so I need to cut it wide.’
If the lymph node was swollen, it was cut beyond that unconditionally.
While the lymph node was cut, the vagus nerve, which causes gastric peristalsis, had to be saved, so the hands seed to move without hesitation, but in reality, they were moving while paying attention to even the smallest details.
“Ouch, leave it to Seon to pull the abdominal wall and wipe the blood in your stomach.”
“Your master.”
Pyeon-seon thought he would only watch, but when he ca to assist, he seed embarrassed for a mont, but without hesitation, he received a retractor from Bun-ah and pulled the abdominal wall.
“Pull a little harder.”
“yes.”
“Okay, just stay that way.”
square square.
Huang Wan was a man with a big stomach as much as he was bloated. The burner cut off the lower two-thirds of the large stomach.
‘I thought I couldn’t save the pylorus… but fortunately I can.’
The fireman made an incision from the stomach to the front of the pylorus and was relieved internally.
Since the pylorus is a passage through which food from the stomach passes into the duodenum, keeping its function alive is very helpful during recovery after surgery.
‘The Arican nerves are almost saved and this is better than the professor.’
The painter took out the severed stomach and began anastomosis by connecting the remaining stomach to the stomach in front of the pylorus.
“When anastomosing the intestines, as with blood vessels, the needle must be inserted perpendicular to the surface and rotated in a circular motion. And…”
The painter did not forget to teach his disciples while operating.
‘It’s freaking amazing!’
Pyeonseon pulled the abdominal wall and had goose bumps all over her body.
In fact, it was a world where there were so many heinous things, and I was not too surprised because I had seen her a few tis.
What surprised her was the surgery, which was far beyond the common sense of the painter.
It cuts and connects the stomach, cuts and connects blood vessels that are hard to know even hidden in the sentery, and avoids nerve bundles that can be dangerous if cut off like ghosts.
The blood vessels that were cut and connected did not leak, and after anastomosis, peristalsis was seen to begin when a part of the stomach was touched.
Everything he did was simply amazing.
‘At such a young age… How could he do such a ridiculous operation like this? Who is the replacent master? No, this is not a dical technique that can be learned from people. At least a being that is more than a human being… He must have learned it from a freshman!’
Since Pyeonseon couldn’t understand it from a common sense point of view, he assud the Shinseon, whom he had only heard about, as the painter’s teacher.
After assuming a teacher as a freshman, I was finally able to convince him.
Suddenly, the fireman was closing the abdominal wall.
He left the skin suturing of appendicitis to Oh Bo, but Hwang Wan’s gastric resection was done by him until the very end.
“The peritoneum is the peritoneum, the muscle is the muscle band, and the skin is the skin band. Do you understand?”
“Your master.”
square.
After the painter had even sutured the stomach, Obo cut the thread with scissors.
After the operation, the painter carefully checked Hwang Wan’s condition.
‘The surgery went really well.’
Finally, when I pulled out my saliva and checked my breathing, I felt a surge of fatigue.
Unlike other surgeries, this is the first ti that gastric resection is perford directly. Even so, I prepared a lot, but I was more nervous than anything in case I made a mistake.
However, after the surgery was successfully completed, my heart felt lighter.
“Boy, open the dicines to put in your veins.”
“Your master.”
When Obo opened a vial of distilled water mixed with penicillin and nutritional supplents, the painter put them in a bamboo syringe and injected them into Huang Wan’s veins.
It would be best to have a blood transfusion, but it is difficult to do so, so even high-nutrient supplents must be injected.
“Ah, you have to bandage your abdon, so lift Taewi’s upper body slightly.”
“yes.”
“Whoa-. It’s over now. You can lay it down again.”
“Your master.”
“Bo and Seon, get rid of all these things.”
“yes.”
The painter took off the surgical gown, mask, and even the hood, gave it to Bun-ah, and sat down on a chair to rest for a while.
* * *
‘I’m not dead!’
After waking up after the anesthesia wore off, Huang Wan felt sick to his stomach and confused, but still felt alive.
After a while, I opened my eyes and saw a painter sitting there with a slightly tired expression.
“You are awake.”
“So… am I okay now?”
“yes. This is the class that was growing in Taewi’s stomach.”
The painter showed a dismbered stomach in a large porcelain bowl.
In an instant, Huang Wan’s eyes widened.
Inside the incised stomach, he could see a rotten mass that he could see in half.
“Heh… Ugh! I never thought there would be a day when I would see my stomach with my own eyes.”
“Since I had surgery to cut my stomach, there will be many inconveniences for the ti being.”
“It’s inconvenient, of course it was expected, and yes, how much longer can I live now?”
“If you take good care of it, it will live up to the lifespan determined by heaven.”
There is a possibility that the painter will recur, but he did not dare to say that.
I couldn’t do sothing like chemotherapy, so I had no choice but to manage it with decoctions and exercise.
“Would you like to live another five years?”
“If you avoid greasy and stimulating food, drink less alcohol, and take good care of yourself, you will live 10 more years.”
“Heh heh… Nice to hear that… Ugh! Are you sure?”
“yes. I bet you.”
“Then why are you so weak and dizzy?”
“I opened the stomach and cut out such a large stomach. In the anti, a lot of blood was shed. For at least a few months, you will feel weak, dizzy, and unable to lift heavy objects.”
“Yeah, I guess. After all, you live another 10 years, right?”
“yes.”
Hwang Wan looked at the painter’s face and put on a satisfied expression.
“In the future, riches and glory will be with you.”
food.
The fireman shrugged his shoulders for an instant.
“I intend to live with the patient in the future. You have already received enough. If it’s okay with the Grand Director, I’ll ask the family outside now to co in.”
bruise-.
At the fireman’s answer, Huang Wan instantly beca confused like an idiot.
* * *
The news that Huang Wan had been cured of his violation by being cured by the fireman reached the ears of the courtiers in the imperial palace.
After hearing the news, several city council mbers, including Pyeon-won, who was a mber of the city council, ca to Hwang Ga-jang to confirm and t Pyeon-geuk and Hwa-bu.
In my heart, I wanted to directly check Hwang Wan’s sewn stomach, but I didn’t dare to do so.
So, most of the poets listened to the explanation of polarization, which was the holy water doctor.
“The first ti, a doctor from the fire departnt cut Tae-wi-nim’s belly open by more than a span…”
Seong Su-sin, spitting into his mouth, described the scene of the fire-fighter’s surgery he had seen.
He didn’t seem to get tired of it, even though he had already done the sa description several tis.
“…after seeing Taewi-nim wake up after the surgery, I thought it was embarrassing to have the word faithful attached to my nickna.”
“If you say that, what will I be? All the court physicians call whiplash.”
When Pyeon-won trembled, he laughed and opened his mouth again.
“The only person who deserves to be called a fireman is a mber of the fire departnt. So, from now on, I plan to call the Hwabu doctor Taro, my dical teacher.”
“If my older brother calls the Hwabu councilor Ta, I will have to co up with Ta’s na too. I guess I should call it that now. Fire!”
“Are you angry?”
The fireman, who had been away for a while, felt as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hamr when the lawmakers called him Hwa-ta.
‘Fire! Hwa-ta! Was I the one who healed Guan Yu and was killed by Cao Cao?’
Han Jin-soo, who was not a painter, knew the history of firefighting.
Of course, since the knowledge was obtained from interesting novels rather than history books, the knowledge is not deep, but I was able to guess roughly what kind of life I lived.
‘Damn . Sohow, I felt embarrassed that my last na was Fahrenheit…..’
Han Jinsoo, in fact, had been thinking that he might be Hwata since he found out that ‘ta’ was an extrely honorific title for a teacher or teacher.
But so far, I’ve been in denial.
‘Ever since I found out that the flat circle is called whiplash, I felt bad.’
The fireman let out a deep sigh.
‘What a fate to be born in this era and eventually die by Jojo. But now that I know how to die… I’ll have to think about how to avoid it!’
“Why are you doing that, Senator Hwabu? Your complexion doesn’t look good.”
At that ti, Polaris, who found the fireman standing in front of the door and seemingly half-fascinated, asked with a worried expression.
“Oh, I must have been a bit tired. I need to rest a little, so please talk.”
“Okay then go in and rest. Hwabu, no Hwa-ta! From now on, I will call you Hwa-ta.”
“yes? Aigoo, I will decline. If a young person like is called that, people around will start swearing at .”
The fireman refused, but the answer that ca back was too strong.
“If you, who healed half, are not called Ta, who in the world dares to be called Ta? There is no need to be humble.”
“sure. My older brother acknowledged it, I acknowledged it, and all other city doctors here acknowledged that the dical skills of Hwabu Clinic should be respected as teachers. So, from now on, I will also call you Hwa-ta.”
“I’d rather not…”
“It’s like that at first, but you’ll get used to it soon. Seon-i and oboe bun-ah. In the future, when you call Master, please call Ta.”
“yes.”
Even the disciples nodded their heads proudly, and the painter realized that it was useless to speak any further.
“I’m tired, so I’ll go in first and rest. Let’s talk.”
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