Perfect Surgeon 142
Perfect Surgeon chapter 142

episode 141.

141.

‘No, it’s not just Ronnie’s data.’

Not only Ronnie’s data, but also articles, papers, and materials that he had read at least once seemed to be organized at a glance.

Ronnie’s data and the memories stored in Hyun-jun’s long-term memory floated in his head without conflicting.

Miraculously, Hyun-jun’s brain was not loaded with that much information.

‘… … I’m not joking. Oh, yes. What we need now!’

newborn resuscitation.

When Hyeon-jun thought about the data he wanted, a lot of data was sorted by category, and only the necessary information was rearranged.

There was a clear reason for Hyun-jun to refute Ronnie’s sober conclusion.

It didn’t come to mind right away, but it was because I saw something about it one day.

Was it a mistake?

Is it a bad memory?

‘No, it was definitely there… … I can’t remember when or where, but it was definitely there.’

Could it be the sincerity?

An article in one of the sources was unfolded from the category of long-term memory.

‘Ah… … Yes! This is it!’

I can’t remember exactly when, but it was an article that I read and admired.

Eve Morley.

It was the name of a baby born at 680g.

‘My mother’s name was Lindsey… … . That’s an article I saw in 2012… … .’

Once it opened up, the content of the article in incredible detail came to mind.

While Hyun-jun was surfing in his brain, the atmosphere in Soka’s house was so heavy that it couldn’t sink any longer.

No one could easily open their mouths, and Soka and her husband were comforting Soka’s mother who was sobbing.

“honey… … are you okay. it’s okay.”

“Mom, don’t cry… … .”

When Hyunjun’s dazed condition seemed strange, Yun Seonye worriedly called his name.

“Hyunjun-ah… … . it’s okay?”

“uh. uh? Ah… … it’s okay.”

Hyeon-jun, awakened by Sun-ye’s voice, approached Soka’s mother.

“Mom, did you come up with a name?”

He received his husband’s savage gaze as to why he was asking such a question out of context, but Hyun-jun did not turn his gaze away.

“… … If it’s a daughter, it’s Bopa, if it’s a son, it’s Soban… … ugh… … Are you a daughter?”

“… … Yeah.”

“… … It kind of seemed like it. Than when Soka was in her stomach… … Ugh, it’s much more sassy… … I told you.”

When Hyun-jun handed the motionless baby to the mother, she accepted it with trembling hands.

“… … bopa. bopa. Uh huh.”

When she saw the baby’s tiny face, she burst into tears that she could barely contain.

Soka’s father, who checked the daughter’s face, couldn’t take his eyes off of him for a long time, and eventually turned his head.

It was the same with young Soka.

He didn’t know death well, but he seemed to have realized that he couldn’t talk to his younger brother.

“Mom, Bopa… … .”

“Yes, Sokaya. your brother… … hey ugh.”

Soka’s father left the room with Soka, wondering if it was difficult to keep her seat any longer.

It may be to give hope in vain that might be even crueler to see a struggling family, but Hyun-jun made up his mind.

Hyeon-jun started talking so that no one could hear Soka’s mother’s sobbing.

A ray of light appeared in Soka’s mother, who was drenched in sorrow.

“… … Teacher. Is that real?”

“Obviously it happened. I bet.”

Her upper body, which had been droopy, trembled at what she had heard.

“Well, then I want to try it too.”

“all right.”

Hyunjun nodded and Soka’s mother took off the blanket that was covering the baby. And he pressed his baby to his bare skin.

“Bopa. do you know how much i love you You also have an older brother named Sokara.”

Her words continued as she hugged the baby, patted and stroked it.

As if Bopa is alive.

Hyunjun nodded once more and came out of Soka’s house.

“Ugh… … How are you doing?”

Gong Ji-won, who had not yet returned to blood, let out a sigh that had been suppressed.

“But, Mr. Jang, what are you doing now… … . why baby… … .”

Yoon Seon-ye, who was waiting for Hyun-jun’s answer, seemed to be curious about the same.

“Waiting for a miracle.”

“miracle?”

“Hey, Mr. Jang also has a softer heart than he looks. A doctor or a surgeon would use it for that? but… … . I have to give you time to say goodbye… … .”

Gong patted Hyun-jun on the shoulder as if comforting his younger brother.

That’s why she was silent without even knowing it.

Hyun-joon checked the time and exhaled a little.

“You two, go back to the clinic. Patients are waiting.”

“Hyunjun, are you?”

“I’ll be gone in a little while.”

“Yeah, take good care of Soka. Yun, let’s go first.”

“… … Yeah.”

I wanted to be with Hyun-jun, but as he said, I couldn’t keep the patients waiting.

Yoon Seon-ye, who sent Hyun-joon’s eyes mixed with regret and concern, packed up the luggage he had brought and went back the way he had been running in the morning.

Hyeon-jun, unable to take his eyes off her disappearance, turned around to find Soka’s father.

“Father Soka.”

“Whoa… … . It’s hard.”

He, who seemed blunt at how much his heart ached, confessed his heart.

“It’s hard to see a wife holding a baby… … . Whoo… … .”

“… … sorry.”

“no… … . The teacher did her best. I watched everything from my side.”

The disappointment of losing a child and the responsibility could have been put on Hyun-jun, and it would have made him a little more comfortable, but Soka’s father didn’t.

No, I couldn’t.

Hyun-jun’s urgent expression and voice during the birth process… … . Everything was sincere.

“… … Yeah.”

“still… … . It can’t be helped that it’s hard. It’s so hard to see a dead baby. I’m worried about her wife too.”

Hyun-joon, who had nothing to say, just kept his seat.

“… … I was a little anxious. I keep saying my stomach hurts… … Because I couldn’t even rest.”

“Yeah… … .”

Soka’s father continued talking as if complaining about whether his heart had calmed down a little while talking with Hyun-jun.

Well, it was a difficult situation to bear if you didn’t say anything.

“Because the environment is so unfavorable, there are many cases of premature babies being born around us. But everyone can’t stand it for a while and go to heaven.”

“There is an incubator, so why… … .”

Hyeonjun unconsciously remembered the hospital environment in Korea and entered the university.

“It’s because the teacher doesn’t know the situation here. There are no local hospitals with incubators. If there is, it will be useless because there is no electricity to use.”

Sadness followed by anger.

Soka’s father also wondered if Bopa could have survived if there had been a functioning incubator.

“Ah… … .”

Most of them had no money to go to Phnom Penh, let alone hospital bills.

In addition, as Soka’s father said, even the capital, Phnom Penh, was sometimes out of power due to unstable electricity.

It was the worst environment to use an incubator that had to be operated 24 hours a day.

After learning the truth, Hyun-jun’s heart grew heavier.

[Statistics are available.]

Did you feel that way?

Ronnie, who was quiet, spoke up.

‘Yes?’

[Worldwide, there are 20 million premature babies born every year under 37 weeks of gestation and weighing less than 2.5 kg.]

‘Twenty million?’

Hyunjun asked more than he expected.

[Yeah. Of these, 4 million premature babies, or 20%, die within a month.]

‘… … What’s the sign?’

[Most of them are hypothermia. Even if they survive, children who suffer from hypothermia will suffer from disease for the rest of their lives because their organs do not develop properly.]

‘… … Is there anything I, or we, can do?’

I didn’t ask Ronnie for an answer, but when he didn’t get an answer, one side of his chest felt tight.

A doctor can’t save everyone, but it seemed like there was something he could definitely do.

There was nothing to say to each other, and an hour passed by.

Hyeonjun was waiting for something, and Soka’s father was also waiting for his wife to calm down.

[I think it’s impossible. The probability is extremely low.]

‘Isn’t it the opposite of saying that it is impossible to say that the probability is low.’

[I am analyzing the part where Hyun-jun controlled the neural network a little while ago.]

‘Neural network control?’

[Hyunjun succeeded in controlling an active neural network for the first time.]

‘I?’

[It activates the basal ganglia and hippocampus, which are parts of the brain.]

‘… … That’s what it was.’

[It is necessary to check whether this is a temporary phenomenon or what the trigger point is.]

“dad!”

The two, who had only looked at the sky and the earth, turned their heads at the same time as Soka’s cry.

Soka, covered in tears and runny nose, was smiling broadly.

“dad! dad! Teacher!”

“Why? Why is that, Soka?”

“Move Bopa! It just moved!”

“What?”

Thinking that the son must have misunderstood, Soka’s father was led into the house by his son’s arms.

‘if!’

Hyeonjun followed after grabbing his pounding heart.

Soka’s father was looking down at his wife and a small baby in his chest, without moving the slightest like Jangseung.

“… … Nonsense. Something like this… … .”

The baby, who had not moved at all until an hour ago, was panting.

Soka’s mother, recognizing Hyun-jun’s existence, smiled movedly.

“… … As the teacher said. Our bopa… … Our bopa is alive. uhh! Honey, it’s our Bopa!”

Soka’s father still did not believe and did not know what to do.

“Father, wait a minute.”

Hyeon-jun carefully received the baby and gave him artificial ventilation with an ambu bag.

It was necessary because the lungs were immature.

[It doesn’t make sense logically.]

‘Because the world is not made only of logic.’

Ronnie, an artificial intelligence that works with logic, seemed quite shocking.

Hyeonjun spoke to Ronnie, who kept repeating that he did not understand.

‘Ronnie, let’s not give up on things like logic or probability.’

[Hyunjun did not give up. I have come to a conclusion.]

‘Don’t blame yourself. I think you learn as I learn.’

[It is a big stimulus for me. I think I’ll have to do a copy.]

‘Yes. If you need my help, just tell me.’

[all right.]

Soka’s father approached cautiously.

“Hey, I’m not dreaming right now, am I? Teacher.”

“no. Bopa is breathing.”

“… … haha. Hahaha! Sokaya, your brother is alive! Your brother is alive!”

Soka’s father grabbed Soka and hugged her tightly.

“Ah! Dad, it hurts!”

“Yeah, yes. sorry. Sir, how the hell did this happen?”

Soka’s father’s eyes were completely different.

When people talked about Hyeon-jun and Neakta, he snorted frankly.

But now, more than anyone else, I could believe it.

“Kangaroo care.”

“Kangaroo care?”

“It’s a skin-to-skin method, and there is research showing that when a mother and baby are exposed to bare skin, the baby’s immunity increases and the chance of getting a disease decreases.”

“But now this is a different story… … .”

“There has been a case in Australia where a premature baby was declared dead before, but only two hours later, with Kangaroo Care, he survived. I remembered that and tried it once… … In fact, I can’t believe I’m saying this.”

Hyun-jun, who was relieved of tension, also smiled on his face. The squeaky Bopa couldn’t be more grateful.

“… … thank you. Teacher. thank you so much.”

Soka’s father and mother hugged each other and wept again.

“Honey, it was hard. It was really hard.”

Knowing that this time it was tears of joy, not sadness, Hyun-jun could see them with a relaxed mind.

Perfect Surgeon chapter 142

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