Chapter 42
At that moment,
Daeho was closely watching Kang Jinsu.
Whoosh!
No words were needed.
With just a glance, he indicated where Jinsu needed to go.
At the end of that gaze stood Seo Juran, reaching out her hand.
“Jinsu, over here!”
“Yes, senior!”
Clack!
“Okay. Adding more lidocaine!”
Seo Juran quickly added the syringe into the IV like passing a baton.
In that brief moment, nurse Lee Suyeon arrived.
Clack!
“Richard, sir!”
“Start with the cardiac stimulant first!”
“Just five seconds!”
Clatter.
Nurse Lee Suyeon searched for the syringe and medicine without a moment to catch her breath.
Daeho, seemingly unwilling to waste a single second, gave orders to the residents.
“Seo Juran, Kang Jinsu. Connect a drain to the abdomen!”
“We…?”
“Can’t do it?”
Grrr.
The moment they expressed hesitation, Daeho’s aura turned fierce.
Both Seo Juran and Kang Jinsu felt it immediately.
‘If we make a mistake… we die.’
It was like standing naked in front of a lion.
They instinctively knew that any excuse or explanation was useless.
Following the order was the only way to survive.
Intimidated by Daeho’s predator-like intensity, they quickly responded.
“We can do it!”
“Then why are you just standing there?”
“Y-Yes, we will!”
Clack.
Seo Juran and Kang Jinsu moved frantically.
Yet their gestures were clumsy, hesitant.
“The… the needle first…?”
“How long should the catheter be…?”
Panicking, they glanced at each other and fumbled while sharing opinions.
They had learned the procedures, but had little practical experience.
Now, under sudden orders, they were overwhelmed by the gap between theory and practice.
As they hesitated, they could almost feel the predator breathing behind them.
Grrr.
“Is that so hard?”
Instantly, goosebumps ran over Seo Juran and Kang Jinsu’s bodies.
Swish.
“Huh!”
“Ugh!”
Daeho was technically on the opposite side of the bed.
But his presence felt like a ferocious mouth snapping right behind them.
One wrong move, and they could die.
For them, this moment wasn’t just emergency care anymore.
It was a matter of survival.
This was hell.
Welcome to hell.
They felt the life-threatening intensity of the moment with every fiber of their being.
They had to focus.
That desperate will to survive triggered all their knowledge and skills at once.
“Haha, we can do it!”
“Starting now. We… we start!”
With the shout, both Seo Juran and Kang Jinsu’s hands moved rapidly.
Click, clack.
“Jinsu, the catheter length is… okay…”
“The catheter length… done. Senior Seo, here!”
Under pressure, with life hanging by a thread, they moved almost instinctively.
Yet, surprisingly, connecting the drain went smoothly.
At the same time, Daeho took his eyes off Seo Juran and Kang Jinsu.
‘Pretending to struggle.’
He hadn’t given orders blindly.
He was confident that the procedures they could perform were within their abilities.
Watching them so far had not been pointless.
It was to gauge their capabilities.
They hesitated because they had been limited by their usual constraints and lacked self-confidence.
‘I’ll break that framework.’
Daeho quietly resolved.
Yet breaking the framework wasn’t instant.
It required experience and time.
For now, Daeho had to control everything himself.
So, he began emergency treatment.
“Nurse, let’s start with the hemothorax.”
“Y-Yes… with just the two of us?”
“The right lung. The wound caused by the broken rib is the main issue.”
“B-But…?”
Nurse Lee Suyeon stammered, unsure why he was speaking to her.
Daeho ignored her and continued.
“If we push aside the broken rib and compress the pulmonary artery to reduce blood flow, the bleeding may stop.”
“Y-You’re going to do that… here… alone?”
“I’ve already started.”
Daeho’s hands were already gloved and soaked in disinfectant.
Before anyone could react, he cut the right side of the chest with a scalpel.
Ssssh.
“Grrk, ugh!”
The patient groaned, but thanks to the painkiller, didn’t twist his body.
Blood pooled out from the cut skin.
Drip, drip!
Nurse Lee Suyeon’s eyes widened in shock.
“T-Then what do I do? I’m not ready!”
“Be ready. I’ll handle the procedure.”
Slip, swish.
Daeho’s hands went inside the opened skin, moving with precision.
