Chapter 32

Episode 32 Airway Management is Important (5)

Boom Boom Boom.

My Heart was Still raging Willfully.

The Hellscape That happened in Area A Just a moment ago Was vivid Before my eyes.

The Blood-red Bloodstain Splashed On the sleeve of my Gown Added Realism.

…I Saved him.

Me.

With these hands.

A hollow laugh came out.

I had to share this.

This Crazy experience was way too overwhelming for me to keep to myself.

I had to let that place know—my only outlet, where the teachers of Hell gather.

‘Gallery.’

As soon as the blue interface popped up, I typed on the keyboard with my Fingers—no, with my thoughts—which had not yet calmed from the excitement.

Title: Hey, I just saved a life.

Author: Korean Slave 1 (Male)

A Patient who had a tonsillectomy a week ago came in saying they tasted blood in their mouth. Looking closely, blood was trickling from the surgical site.

I had a bad feeling, so just in case, I set up the intubation kit in advance while stopping the bleeding… and suddenly they coughed once, and a fountain of blood exploded from their throat.

It literally went pwooooosh and exploded.

In an Instant, the Airway was blocked, and their sat started diving into the 70s, and there was no one else around but me. So I just did it. I shoved the Tube in. Bottom line: success. The Patient is now on a vent and stabilized. No questions taken.

And then.

[A new comment has been posted.]

[A new comment has been posted.]

[A new comment has been posted.]

The notifications exploded.

I scrolled down with the Feeling of popping popcorn.

ㅇㅇ (210.94): ?

Latte is Mine: ??

Hippocrates' Descendant: ??? O Living One, what is the meaning of this?

Operating Room Ghost 3 (Male): ????????????

A feast of countless question marks poured in. Why?

ㅇㅇ (118.235): No, you did that without any practice?

Bone Nerd 88 (Male): ?? Seriously, how did you do it?

Anesthesiology & Pain Medicine: Stop the Bullshit. You did that in a real situation? On a post-op bleeding patient? A 2nd Year alone managed a case with the highest difficulty level of airway management? How?

ㅇㅇ (1.234): Hell Slave, seriously, keep the lies within reason, Fuck ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Hey man, blood is gushing out like a fountain, and you secured a line of sight? Could you even see the vocal cords? Do you have an endoscope attached to your eyes or something? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Mes of the God (Male): Nice fiction.

Criticism and ridicule Came rushing in Like a wave.

Yeah, talk all you want.

The bright red bloodstains clearly splashed over my white gown and mask.

Click.

Without saying a word, I tossed a picture into the comment section.

ㄴ Korean Slave 1 (Male): [Picture]

The Gallery fell into Silence once again for 1 second.

And what broke that silence was astonishment.

ㅇㅇ (210.94): …It was real.

Anesthesiology & Pain Medicine: It's blood. Look at it splashed on the mask and gown. It's true it ruptured arterially. He wouldn't go look at another patient just to lie like this.

Operating Room Ghost 3 (Male): Wow… this Crazy bastard. He really pulled this off?

Latte is Mine: The young guy sure has incredible guts.

The atmosphere flipped.

Doubt turned into awe and wonder.

I scrolled down, soaked in satisfaction.

As expected, nothing beats verification.

Mes of the God (Male): You were lucky. So, did you prepare a Plan B?

Plan B?

Mes of the God (Male): You must have prepared a surgical airway management like a cricothyroidotomy just in case, right?

I went blank looking at that comment.

Surgical airway management?

Slitting the neck?

Ah.

Ah, right.

The Thing I failed in the simulation.

Without thinking, purely and honestly, I replied.

ㄴ Korean Slave 1 (Male): Ah, right. I just prepared for the intubation.

A silence fell.

And then.

ㄴ Mes of the God (Male): You Bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was the beginning.

Anesthesiology & Pain Medicine: Is this Crazy bastard seriously looking to die!!!!!! What if you failed!!! What if the tube didn't go in! What if the vocal cords weren't visible at all because of the blood clots! Were you just going to watch the patient run out of breath and their heart stop right on the spot, you out-of-your-mind guy!!!!!!!!

ㅇㅇ (118.235): ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Wow, I really never imagined ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ You just charged in without a Plan B? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Hippocrates' Descendant: O Living One… your courage is commendable, but your recklessness shall incur the wrath of the gods!

The Gallery was Completely turned upside down with Anger and shock.

Mes of the God (Male): It's a good thing the result was good, but if it had failed, the patient would have left this world.

I had nothing to say to the bone-hitting facts.

Come to think of it, he was right.

I had assumed only success.

I didn't consider the case of failure for even 1 second, not even for a single moment.

Is this that famous tunnel vision?

ㅇㅇ (210.94): No, but this crazy bastard did a damn good job ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Operating Room Ghost 3 (Male): Let's admit what needs to be admitted. Succeeding in intubation on the first try in an airway bursting with a blood fountain makes him a straight-up crazy bastard. That's a case where even a 3rd year's hands would tremble before failing.

Anesthesiology & Pain Medicine: I can't judge whether it's talent or just having no brain, Shit...

Latte is Mine: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ No, but why didn't you prepare a Plan B ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ The more I think about it, he's a fucking hilarious guy ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Bone Nerd 88 (Male): Is this what they call the brainless meta or something? Total alpha male, Hell Slave ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Looking at their reactions, I laughed hollowly.

Yeah.

Even I think I seem a bit like a crazy bastard.

I blankly stared at the Chaos mixed with ridicule and compliments filling the Gallery.

What did I do?

Did I save a person, or did I just get lucky and win a giant gamble?

My head throbbed.

Dozens of comments were being added in real time, fighting among themselves, analyzing, mocking, and admiring.

To these crazy ghosts, my desperate struggle was clearly the best Spectacle and side dish to go with alcohol.

While the madness continued like that for a long time, a comment was uploaded that silenced all that noise.

In an archaic tone, as if they were the administrator of the bulletin board.

Hippocrates' Descendant: Everyone stop! The discussion about the deeds of this Living One has been sufficiently made. Now, it is time for our [Dead Medic Gallery] to deliver the official verdict on this great yet foolish act!

…Verdict?

What kind of Bullshit is this? Is this some Roman court?

Flabbergasted, I stared at the screen.

Hippocrates' Descendant: Ahem. Then, I shall begin the verdict now. First, a multifaceted consideration of Korean Slave 1, the main character of this incident, is required.

Hippocrates' Descendant: First, how are his manual skills? We have already confirmed through numerous cases that his hands are terribly unsuited for performing medical acts. Failing a proper suture is an everyday occurrence, and he even achieved the unprecedented feat of pulling out a patient's tooth with his bare hands. Therefore, it is ruled that his hand is not the hand of a doctor, but merely a lump of protein!

Hitting me hard with facts.

I couldn't find any words to refute.

Hippocrates' Descendant: Second, however, how are his airway management skills? Surprisingly, in the worst situation where blood was gushing out like a fountain, he perfectly succeeded in endotracheal intubation on a single attempt. This is a feat that is not easy even for an anesthesiologist with decades of experience. Therefore, it is ruled that his airway management ability is miraculously outstanding! My hands are garbage, but I'm good at airway—it is indeed an anomalous talent!

An anomalous talent.

Is that a compliment or an insult?

Hippocrates' Descendant: Third, did he save the patient? Yes. It is obvious that without prompt judgment and action, the patient would have died of suffocation. He clearly saved a life.

Well, yeah.

Hippocrates' Descendant: Fourth, did he almost kill the patient? Also yes! There was absolutely no Plan B, which is the preparation for an emergency. If the first attempt had failed, he would have had to helplessly watch the patient's death. This is the result of arrogance and ignorance, lacking the attitude of a doctor!

I quietly nodded my head.

Yeah, that's right.

It's all true.

As Hippocrates' Descendant's nonsense ended, the final sentence was finally handed down.

Hippocrates' Descendant: ..Therefore, all members of the [Dead Medic Gallery] appoint Korean Slave 1 as 'a miraculous doctor who possesses courage and recklessness, genius and stupidity simultaneously, who saved a patient dramatically but almost killed that patient at the same time, while being strangely, ghost-like good at airway management even though his manual skills are at the level of human waste'!

…Why is it so fucking long?

Latte is Mine: Clap clap applause~

Operating Room Ghost 3 (Male): (Emoticon of a cat character clapping)

ㅇㅇ (210.94): Clap clap clap clap clap! It's the honor of the family, Hell Slave!

Bone Nerd 88 (Male): Wow, Great-Hell-Slave.

The Gallery instantly turned into a festival atmosphere.

..Applause?

I stared into the Void with empty eyes.

This current situation was so unrealistic.

I had just returned from a life-and-death struggle risking a person's life, but these ghosts were awarding me a shitty title—not knowing whether it was a reward or a punishment—and clapping among themselves.

A reality check came rushing in.

A deep and dark reality check.

Ah, whatever, I don't know.

Resigned to everything, I decided to play along.

In this crazy world, going crazy together might be the only way to survive.

Korean Slave 1 (Male): Clap clap.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ (118.235): Look at this guy ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

ㄴ Latte is Mine: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ He really claps just because he was told to

ㄴ Anesthesiology & Pain Medicine: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

ㄴ Operating Room Ghost 3 (Male): ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Ah, fucking hilarious ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ This guy is really something, something ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Sigh.

I quietly Closed the window of the Gallery.

I lost.

There's no winning against these crazy bastards.

In the Duty Room, I quietly repeated the title the ghosts had just given me.

‘A doctor who saved a patient but almost killed him, whose hands are garbage but is good at airway management.’

…Damn it.

I can't deny it.