Queen of the Scalpel - Chapter 40 - The Impossible Surgery

Chapter 40: The Impossible Surgery (9)

Grayam clenched his fist.

Yes, it was possible to cut off the spleen if they did what she said. If she could do it.

‘But how? Can she do that? Really?’ It was unimaginable for Grayam. How she would do it. If it was really possible. But then, Elise spoke to him.

“Doctor, please trust me. I can do it. If you help. Then we can save this patient.”

“…!”

Grayam grit his teeth.

“…Alright.”

It was hard to understand it logically, but they had already gone past what was possible. They had to trust her unconditionally.

Elise slightly smiled, and spoke to Ron.

“Please hold this area in place, and stop the bleeding as much as possible by pressing down on it.”

And she reiterated.

“Compression is simple but also the most efficient. Your role can determine the life or death of this patient. I trust it to you.”

The man looked at her.

“Alright.”

Undecipherable eyes and a low voice.

“…!”

At the somewhat familiar feeling the man exuded, she tilted her head, but immediately focused on the surgery again.

“We’re beginning the peeling.”

And with those words. A miracle began.

***

“…!”

Grayam couldn’t close his widened eyes. He couldn’t believe what was happening in front of him. ‘T-This! Just when?’

In the small pure finger, a medical tool cut the air. And everything it passed by, new paths were opened. The ligament was simply cut off, and the pancreas tail began to fall open.

What Grayam thought was impossible. But the girl’s hand was performing a miracle. ‘How…this? It’s perfect.’ Grayam thought unconsciously. It was the perfect surgery he dreamed of. He didn’t know how she could approach it like this.

‘That doesn’t matter. Yes, what did all that matter? In front of all this perfection. It was just beautiful. Her moving hand, and the result of it. It was so beautiful that he felt awed. ‘I wanted to do that kind of surgery someday.’

He had a dream. To be a great doctor who exceeded Count Graham. To open a new path for medicine. He endlessly worked for that goal, and he had made some progress. People called him a young genius and acknowledged him.

‘But now I know.’ He bitterly thought. Yes, he knew. That he would never be able to achieve that dream. He just put in the effort, and he wasn’t any different from anyone else. After realizing that, he fell into despair. He pretended to be arrogant and confident, but his mind was actually crumbling. ‘But…but.’

What he so desperately wanted was happening in front of him. His lifetime dream of a perfect surgery. Then, the girl spoke.

“Finishing the peeling.”

Snip.

With that movement, the spleen was completely split off. And her fingers continued to move.

“Tie.”

Holding the surgical string, her fingers moved. It was a short and controlled movement. It was a one handed tie. And the surgical string danced along with it. The spleen artery was completely tied.

“Please continue giving me the string.”

She didn’t stop. She continued to make ties. The arteries were tied, and the arteries headed to the stomach to the spleen were ligated. And the moment her hand stopped moving.

“…!”

The bleeding finally stopped!

All the veins that gave blood were all blocked.

“Is it done?”

Grayam asked in a trembling voice.

“Yes, doctor. We jumped the hurdle. Now we just have to cut off the spleen.”

“R-Rose…you…just how?”

Grayam was wondering if he had dreamt everything. The girl finished the surgery with the scalpel.

Drop.

Under the knife, the spleen fell out.

“Haaaa.”

Then, Elise let out a big breath. After checking the patient’s stable heartbeat, she spoke in a relieved voice.

“It’s over. Thank you, everyone.”

And on that night that no one was aware of, the first splenectomy of the world was finished. It was an incident that scratched medical history.

***

Just because the surgery was over, it didn’t mean treating the patient was over.

Time flew by and she wiped the stomach, dressed it, supplemented the blood with saline and other treatments.

Grayam wasn’t able to move like he was greatly shocked by something, so Elise did it. After it was finished, she quietly left the surgery room and approached the man who was waiting, Ron.

“Is he ok now?”

“Yes. His condition isn’t the best, but the surgery ended well so he’ll be better soon. But since his spleen was removed, he might be weak to infections. He’ll have to be careful in the future.”

The man, the Crown Prince, looked at her strangely.

Was she really the Elise, chosen to be his fiance? He didn’t know too much about medicine, but he knew that her surgical skills were abnormal. It wasn’t just outstanding, but godly. How did she do it? ‘And more than anything else.’ Her eyes towards her patient.

They were filled with desperation and anxiousness, but also light and life. It was strong, like a woman of war, but also beautiful.