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The sound of a light knock on the office door pulled Mr. Nam Sang-Min from his daydreams.
"Seonsaengnim you are needed for surgery right away; a gunshot victim has been admitted into the ER" the nurse told the surgeon who had just got in to start his shift.
"Yes, I understand I'll be there in a second" the doctor said kindly as he got up and stretched. The nurse nodded before quickly leaving the office. Sighing Sang-Min walked over to his mirror which hung on the cream wall. Staring at his reflection he combed back his hair and forced a cold yet dazzling smile. Looking at his suit he carefully took off his jacket and changed into his surgical uniform. Tying the surgical mask around his face, his cold eyes admired his reflection selfishly.
He then calmly walked out of his office, closing his office door behind him. The door which read out "Doctor Nam" automatically locked, and the Surgeon headed downstairs towards the theatre.
On arrival two fellow surgeons gave Dr. Nam a detailed report.
"35-year-old, man an attempted suicide. He had been in good health until this afternoon when he shot himself twice in the left anterior chest with a 25-calibre revolver found on site".
{Some detailed medical stuff skip if you'd like}
"Physical examination reveal that he was conscious, but restless and in shock. Respirations are 36/min., shallow and rapid; pulse is 136/ min. and regular; blood pressure is 60/0. There are two bullet holes of entrance in the left anterior chest each measuring 1½ cm. in diameter, and two wounds of exit in the left posterior chest each measuring approximately 4 mm in diameter. These wounds seem to be haemorrhaging minimal".
"The admission hemogram gave a PCV of 26 per cent. The chest x-ray revealed massive left hemothorax with shift of the mediastinum to the right. No foreign body was seen and there was no rib fracture".
"Dextran followed by whole blood was administered immediately upon arrival in the emergency room."
"Okay understood let's begin surgery" Dr. Nam replied as he prepped for surgery by washing his hands and putting on gloves. He also had a thorough look at the man's vitals and x-rays and had a quick discussion with his fellow doctors.
"There's not much hope for him" one of the nurses told him as she shook her head.
"Wouldn't it be better if we just let him go?" the nurse continued.
"Yah! don't be so rude this is our job; we are going to try our god damn best" said Dr. Park who was also one of the surgeons.
"Whether you try your best or not, you don't get to decide whether he lives or dies" Dr. Nam interrupted. "As long as I get paid it doesn't matter either way."
Dr. Park shook his head in disagreement. Everyone in the hospital knew of Dr. Nam's cold nature, but due to his amazing skills at being a surgeon he had been kept on, nonetheless.
Dr. Nam having a secure spot at one of the most influential hospitals in Korea also had something to do with his Father being the Director of the hospital.
Rolling his eyes Dr. Nam began the surgery.
{Explaining the surgery feel free to skip}
Under general intratracheal anaesthesia, a left posterolateral incision was made in the chest, entered through the bed of the resected, left fifth rib. Approximately 1000 ml of blood was found in the left pleural cavity and evacuated. Inspection of the left lung showed it to be lacerated in two peripheral areas, one in the upper lobe near the division between the lingula and the anterior segment, and the other in the lower lobe in the region of the lateral basilar segment. There was a hole in the pericardium just anterior to the left phrenic nerve rhythmically spurting blood with each beat of the heart, thus preventing complete tamponade. The pericardium was then opened widely through this wound and a considerable amount of blood was aspirated. There could then be seen a wound of entrance 5 mm. in diameter in the anterior wall of the left ventricle near the apex, and a slightly smaller wound of exit 4 mm. superior to the wound of entry in the left wall of the left ventricle. A major branch of the left coronary artery was found, completely exposed yet intact. The ventricular cavity had not been entered and the wounds were bleeding only minimally. Because haemorrhage was not profuse, and further because sutures might have compromised the integrity of the coronary artery lying exposed at the bottom of the wound of exit. Gelfoam was used successfully to stop all bleeding. The pericardium was loosely approximated to prevent tamponade. The pulmonary lacerations then were repaired using continuous, locking chromic catgut sutures. No pulmonary tissue was resected. The two bullets had entered and emerged from the chest without breaking a rib, one bullet penetrating both lung and cardiac tissue in its course while the other pierced only lung. The chest was closed in a routine manner, employing two large chest tubes for temporary closed intercostal drainage.
While this complicated Surgery was carried out, classical music floated through the operating theater as Dr. Nam utterly loved classical music and refused to operate without it.
As Dr. Nam started stitching up the man he gazed at the blood and contemplated to himself once more.
The feeling of power and control the surgeon had 'over a patient's life every time he worked was thrilling.
"One incorrect move of my blade and this person's life would come to an end" was the thought that would cross his mind every time he would operate.
Sometimes it would take all his self control not to shove the scalpel deep into the patients' organs and watch them bleed out. But of course, he was not an animal... at least not in public anyway? He knew exactly how to keep the façade up.
Letting people live gave Dr. Nam a feeling of honour and made him feel like he decided their faith... but making people die, now that felt great on another level of course being a Surgeon meant that operations weren't always successful and not ever suspected that a surgeon had indirectly made mistakes on purpose.
"Great work out there today doctor" beamed the senior doctor Dr. Yoo , as he caught up with the younger surgeon. "It was a miracle you were able to save him."
Dr. Nam smiled to himself at the compliment he received, not that he needed compliments.
"You know I don't believe in miracles sunbaenim" Dr. Nam said flashing a smile at his senior as Doctor Yoo walked with him towards his office.
"Of course, Dr. Nam you are very reliable such a sensible young man" Dr. Yoo said, trying to flatter him.
"I know" was all that Dr. Nam replied with as he walked away from the annoying old man and headed into his office.
Rolling his eyes Dr. Nam made his way towards his leather chair and sat down.
"Stupid old fool, he thinks I buy his little act, being all nice when he just wants to get in my good books"
"Thinking I'd give him a promotion when father dies" Dr. Nam scoffed to himself.
"He should know me well enough by now to know that I favour no one" He continued as he got up to stare at his reflection in the mirror hanging on the wall.
"Maybe its time I put him in his place?" He asked his gloomy reflection, who in agreement nodded back.
{Time skip}
Doctor Yoo and a couple of the other senior doctors had all gathered around for a private meeting.
"The chairman is getting sicker and sicker everyday it won't be long until Dr. Nam will oversee the hospital and we all know how great that will be" stated a doctor named Si Na-Rae sarcastically.
Doctor Si had been working at the hospital for 7 years and was well known for her bubbly personality but today she looks sad as she told her fellow employees the grim news.
"What a shame, such sad news" mumbled the nurses and doctors.
"Especially if Sang-min takes over" spoke Doctor Park who looked miserably out the window upon hearing the news.
"Hmm... I agree" said Doctor Yoo as he scratched his chin thinking.
"Maybe if we complain to the officials about Dr. Nam we can convince them to make someone else the director instead" he said aloud.
"On what grounds could we complain about him? After all he's a great surgeon" said one of the other doctors doubtfully.
"Yes, your right. I'll think of something" Dr. Yoo said smirking.
The other doctors looked at each other in worry for a few moments then agreed they too would complain about Dr. Nam when he was found guilty of something.
The reason nearly the entire hospital hated Doctor Nam, the director's son was because of his spoilt, cruel personality which creeped out and intimidated everyone who knew him.
Many times, his lack of empathy or care for a patient, nearly ended badly but due to his status and manipulative ways he would easily find a loophole in each situation.
Not only were the fellow staff and doctors intimidated by him many were also jealous of his amazing skills at operating and his spoilt attitude certainly did not help.
While the other doctors were dispersing and getting on with their shifts, Dr. Nam was in his office talking on the phone with someone.
"Yes, I understand keep me updated on any other schemes of theirs". Dr Nam instructed to the young doctor who had only recently joined the hospital it hadn't took long for Dr. Nam to recruit another "Henchman".
[MANIPULATION]
Hanging up Dr. Nam slammed down the phone onto the desk.
"Even more reason to get rid of Dr. Yoo the conspiring bastard who dare mess with me!" Dr. Nam said seething with rage.
This was not the first time Dr. Yoo had tried to get Dr. Nam in trouble for "Malpractice" and this time Dr. Nam wasn't going to let it go.
Sitting down smirking as the different methods of murder flashed through his despicable mind, Sang-min started to carefully plan his senior's murder.
"Hmm. maybe I should invite him and the others to dinner but not show up"
"Call and say that something came up excuse myself"
"I'll go to the hospital and make sure I'm seen by the security cameras entering the hospital" he whispered to himself excitedly.
"I'll leave out one of the back entrances and go to his house"
"I'll wait for Dr. Yoo to walk home alone drunk like he usually does as the restaurant is the usual place the doctors all eat out at"
"His house is nearby and beside a river so I will just have to push him in, by the time they find him or look for him the next day he'll be dead"
"They'll think he was so drunk that he toppled in or committed suicide"
"After I've done that, I'll go back to the hospital making sure I'm not seen, go round the back and pretend I went outside for a smoke break and had been in my office all evening"
" Then I'll leave a few hours later making sure I'm seen inside the hospital looking busy"
"I'll say goodnight to the night shift nurses and staff"
"I'll then drive home making sure my car is seen leaving the parking lot by the security camera's".
"The perfect Alibi. I wasn't anywhere near Dr. Yoo's house as I was in the hospital all evening doing important paperwork"
"And besides no one would suspect the future director of this hospital ,of murdering an old man" Dr. Nam said grinning.
Unless it was through intentional malpractice which he only did rarely ,Dr. Nam had only killed one person directly, His mother.
His mother had been a horrible mother from day 1 she was greedy and only cared about herself... money was all she cared about.
After divorcing from his father, she took half of what he had and left.
Deserting Sang-Min to be raised by his cold father who owned the hospital.
It was very "unfortunate" when Sang-Min's 43-year-old mother overdosed on drugs and died alone in her huge mansion of a home.
Sang-Min smiles fondly at the memory of his Mother's funeral. He remembered how he had looked at how peaceful and gracious his mother looked as she lay in her coffin.
He had fought hard not to laugh at the time because this thought occurred to him "No amount of money can save you now mother" he had thought to himself as he watched the nailed coffin be slowly lowered into the ground.
He had gotten rid of an inconvenience before and he had no fear and no doubts about doing it once more.
Just like before he was confident that his plan would go to plan.