Medical Return

Jinhyun made a bitter laugh in his heart.

‘David, I would have done more liver resections than you. ’

A partial liver resection is a surgery that I've done a lot in my previous life and this life.

Moreover, university professors in the United States only have to do one or two surgeries a week.

Of course, each person is slightly different, but it certainly makes it less than Korea.

So he would have done much more surgery every day than David, a young professor in his early 40s.

‘After a while, I'll give you a chance to take over. ’

Jinhyun nodded.

“Yes, I will observe from tomorrow. ”

* * *

Since then, Jin has observed the surgery of several professors, including David.

“Dr. Kim, in case of partial liver resection, resection……. ”

David kindly explained to each other.

Not only David, but the vast majority of surgeons, except Michael, were good to Jinhyun.

It recognizes the tremendous progress of research as a 'researcher'.

However, the problem was also surgery. No one entrusted Jinhyun with the surgery.

‘It won't be too hot. ’

Jinhyun laughed bitterly.

I understand. Even if you come from Myanmar, the doctor won't trust you.

Moreover, American doctors wanted to be as good at their surgery as possible because they were sued for blunt vision.

Of course, St. Joseph's doctors told the hospital chief James that he was an outstanding surgeon in Korea, but it was a completely different matter to simply listen to the story and believe in the surgery.

‘One day you'll have a chance. ’

Jinhyun asked me to be comforted.

"I don't have surgery, so I'm comfortable. ’

Still, I came to the United States with this evil, and my hands were hard to play. It feels like a football player sitting on a bench.

‘Let's wait.'

His body is so comfortable, but his hands faint with time.

* * *

Then one night.

At the end of Manhattan, just above St. Joseph's, a crowd was walking down the street.

They were all dressed in black suits, but the atmosphere was unusual.

“I'm glad I'm still talking to the Sicilians. ”

“Yes.”

The only woman in the group nodded.

Now you're in your late twenties, early thirties?

Difficult to guess her exact age, she was wearing a bright red dress, with the same seductive beauty as a rose. Every step you take, Silver Blond's head twitches.

But if you know the identity of a woman, you cannot simply lose your mind to beauty.

Her name is Mary.

Often called Bloody Mary, she was Godmother of the Clancy family who wrinkled New York.

The men around were executives of the Clancy family.

Mary said in a tired voice.

“Let's go back quickly. ”

“Yeah, it's a good day. Can I get you some wine? ”

In the words of Clancy's executive, Robert, she laughed at the flute.

Robert had a delicate facet on the subject of a bear's body and a lion's face.

I was dating another cheeky boss. After a slick attitude, she knew his aspirations, but pretended not to know. He wasn't his type.

But he said this because he didn't have a hard time thinking about himself.

“Yeah, let's have a drink. ”

“Yes, I will prepare you for Mt. Bordeaux. ”

“Boss, can we join you? ”

Other members of the organization got involved.

Everyone was feeling relieved.

The traitors who betrayed the organization in partnership with the Sicilian Mafia have dealt with all of them, and the Sicilians have decided to pay a large sum of money. In short, it was a festive day.

Mary had a frightening look on her face.

“With me? How dare you? ”

“Boss, isn't today a good day? We've all been through a lot, but let's drink together. ”

Everyone in the Clancy family seemed like a knife to each other, but he liked and admired this young boss who cared about his organization.

“Yes, boss. Let's have a drink together.”

Mary nods as if she had no choice.

“Anyway... Yes, I can't help it. Let's all drink together. ”

But it was then.

I can't even hear it... No, I can't hear it.

Tang!

“Huh?”

Mary groaned.

Suddenly my stomach was burning.

Once again, a sound rang.

Tang!

“Cool?! ”

Mary's mouth choked with blood.

“Boss!”

It was a sniper!

Everyone was screaming and quickly wrapped around Mary's body.

“Over there! Get him! ”

Robert urgently instructed.

Several members of the organization jumped towards the sound of the gunshot, and someone fled in that direction, crumbling.

The rest rushed to see Mary.

“Boss! Boss! ”

“Cool! Cool! ”

Mary, however, did not answer. He vomited elongated blood and fell on his knees.

“Boss! No! ”

Robert and other executives' faces were blurred.

Mary's fallen abdomen was red and blood gushed out around her.

“Ah, ah……. ”

Mary sighs and drops her head.

“No! Boss! Wake up! Boss, Mary! ”

Robert hugs Mary.

“You have to save me! You can't die! Where's the nearest hospital here? ”

“Right down here is St. Joseph's Hospital! ”

Robert's eyes sparked with flames.

St. Joseph's is the best hospital in New York City. The mask can save your life. No, we have to save him!

“Hang in there, boss! ”

They took Godmother, Mary of Blood, to St. Joseph's Hospital.

The receptionist at St. Joseph's Hospital ER surprised them.

“Oh, no? How did you come..... ”

However, he did not finish speaking.

Robert grabbed his collar and pulled a gun.

And he shouted.

“Doctor, come out! ”

It was the day that Jinhyun stood in the ER with Chief Michael.

* * *

Meanwhile, Jinhyun was organizing Haines' project.

I was bored by the large number of projects undertaken by the raw materials industry, but I thought Jinhyun would build on his achievements.

‘As well as achievements, the payoff per case is enormous. ’

Every time I solved a project, the money that came to him was enormous.

From Haines' point of view, Jin Hyun's hand is not excessive at all, but the project is amazing.

Since the value of each project was unimaginable, it was not too bad to pay Jinhyun how much.

‘Well, all I have to do is write down what's in my head. ’

That was when Jinhyun was organizing an ultra-expensive project.

A call came from the Emergency Room.

“Yes, tell me. ”

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the phone creaking over my head.

Sir, the patient is here! Come quickly! Argh!

“ ……?! ”

Get the doctor! Come on, now!

Jinhyun was surprised.

What kind of fuss is this?

Beyond the phone, the nurse cried out in a crying voice.

Par, come quickly! Argh!

And then the phone went off.

Jin-hyun stared at her phone for a moment.

What the hell is going on?

However, it did not seem to be a hesitant situation.

With his robe in his hand, he flew into the emergency room.

* * *

“ ……! ”

After arriving in the emergency room, Jinhyun's eyes widened.

It was a mess.

Wen stands threatened in his suit, and one of them screams with a gun. Nurse, all the patients screamed.

Didn't I tell you the patient was here? Some kind of mafia. ’

However, Jinhyun soon became aware of the situation.

“Bring the doctor! Come on, now!

“Argh! Please wait a bit! ”

Between the men in suits, a woman in pale skin was lying on her belly bleeding. Those Mafia guys seem to be patients and protectors.

‘What? Didn't you say you don't touch the general public? ’

Jinhyun immediately remembered the conversation with Amy.

They said that they would never touch ordinary people except when they were fighting with each other..?

“Boss, wake up. Boss!”

“Please!”

However, the atmosphere of the Mafia people was not unusual.

Everyone was reluctant about a woman. Even the man with the gun looks paralyzed and tears are shed.

Who is she?

“Doctor, I'm here! ”

I didn't mean Jinhyun.

Chief Michael is running around like he's not the only one who contacted him.

His usual arrogance disappeared somewhere and his face was pale as a corpse.

“Hey, what's this all about? ”

The mafia reflexes when the surgeon who was waiting comes.

“Doctor! Come quickly. Please save our boss as soon as possible. ”

But Michael only seemed to faint with fear as the mafia surrounded him.

‘Bo, boss? So this woman is Godmother's bloody Mary? ’

No matter how criminally irrelevant the common man was, I knew who Mary, the chief of the Mafia, was wrinkling New York.

Michael trembled as his eyes became compact. He looked at Mary stuttering.

“Seconds, gunshot wounds... abdominal... CT phase... …. ”

There was no attitude toward pretending to be as good as he usually was when he was buzzing.

The eyes of the mafia became increasingly frightened by his muteness.

It was a life-threatening situation at the beginning of a minute, and the doctor couldn't help it.

Robert, who was crying in the midst of his beloved boss, asked in a growling voice.

“Hey.”

“Yes?

“What is your rank? ”

“Chief……. ”

“Resident?”

“Yes, yes! ”

“Fuck off.”

“Yes?”

“Fuck off!”

Pueblo!

Robert's fist was intense on Michael's face, and he couldn't even scream and fell out.

Robert shouts in anger.

“Are you kidding me?! Get me the professor of surgery, not this guy! ”

Fortunately, there was a handsome surgeon, David, who was contacted.

David's face was also muddy. I can't believe the Mafia boss got shot while he was on call.

‘Damn it. You can't do this without your wits. ’

David approached the mafia with a trembling heart.

“I'm the professor in charge. Can I see the patient? ”

“Take a good look. ”

David sounds like he won't let it go if he doesn't see it. It would not be a big misinterpretation.

Swallowed his saliva, he quickly examined her, hiding his trembling heart. I also checked the tests I had done in advance.

But the more I examined, the whiter David's face became.

It was in the worst condition.

Mafia executive Robert urgently asked.

“What do you think?”

David closed his eyes. The reaction was frightening, but the facts had to be explained.

“… uh, it's hard. ”

“Yes?”

David explained, pointing at CT with a trembling hand.

“The damaged area is large. The warden, some of the commanders... and the liver were injured. ”

“ ……! ”

Unlike a movie in which you get shot and live, gunshot wounds are horrible.

It's because the organs that the bullets carry in their path are torn apart and burst. Damaged organs should be cut and freshly cut.

And that wasn't the only problem.

“But those areas aren't really a big problem with surgery, but they're fatal to the aorta. It's not a shrapnel burst from the inside, but some pieces have torn the lower aorta. In this case, there's very little hope of surgery. Surgery kills, not necessarily. ”

Injury to the aorta.

That was the biggest problem.

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