Episode 198 TV Star (5)
“When I was working at Johns Hopkins Hospital, there was a kid named Chris. The child was suffering from a genetic disease called Fabry disease… … .”
The story came out of Park Sang-woo’s mouth as naturally as water.
“ha!”
“how… … .”
Park Sang-woo’s soft tone, which makes the audience immerse themselves, gave persuasive power, and the audience sometimes sighed in regret at his speech, and sometimes laughed while holding their navels. Park Sang-woo’s second broadcast appearance was also hot. The two-hour live broadcast ended without incident.
“Let’s finish now.”
Yang Sang-jun waved his arms and sent a sign to end the broadcast to Yoo Chun-seok.
“If TBS allows it, I would like to hear Professor Park Sang-woo’s heroic story, even if it means staying up all night… … Unfortunately, I think we have to promise the next one.”
“No!!”
Sad that it was over, sighs erupted from all over the audience.
“Prepared remarks, start.”
Yang Sang-jun said while sending an ok sign to Yoo Chun-seok.
“Then last. Professor Park says he has something to say to the audience and viewers. Professor Park Sang-woo, can you tell me?”
Chun-Seok Yoo passed the microphone to Sang-Woo Park.
“I met a little angel by chance not too long ago. She is a pretty baby named Chaeyeon who is so cute and innocent.”
At that moment, along with a calm background sound, Chaeyeon appeared with a bandage wrapped around her ankle.
“Unfortunately, this child suffers from a congenital heart disease called quadruple syndrome. However, Chae-yeon’s mother and father lacked the financial ability to treat her child.”
The lights gradually dimmed. When a pin light fell on Park Sang-woo, the atmosphere in the audience became solemn.
“Chaeyeon, who couldn’t go to that common obstetrician and gynecologist once, came into the world thanks to a grandmother in a rural village. The mother and father of the child who could not protect the child are still haunted by guilt.”
“ah… … Why?”
As several photos of children and their parents were displayed on the back screen, even the silent audience shook their shoulders.
* * *
At that time, a woman waved to Jeong Eun-seon, who was in the thoracic surgery infant ward.
“Chae, Chaeyeon mom! Come and see!”
The woman pointed to the television.
[Reach out your hand to the little angel who is gradually dying out. Please support us. A word of your earnest support will be the strength of this cute angel.]
Hot tears flowed from Jeong Eun-sun’s eyes as she watched the broadcast.
* * *
“Mother Teresa, the eternal mother of mankind, said: ‘It is not material poverty that the poor suffer most from, but love poverty’, she says! Fill your love for this helpless child and his parents. It will be an indescribable force for them. Please extend a warm hand to them.”
Park Sang-woo finished with a calm tone to the end.
match! mate! Clap clap clap clap!
Park Sang-woo’s sincere appeal touched the hearts of the audience, and each and every one of the audience members moved by it stood up and gave a standing ovation.
“it’s okay! Perfect!”
‘Does this amount to paying off the debt?’
Yang Sang-joon clenched his fists.
The broadcast was so perfect until the end. Yang Sang-joon smiled happily and tried to blow the sign to end the broadcast.
“Yang PD-nim! Do you know what the ratings are right now?”
Assistant director Yun Jin-han ran to Yang Sang-jun in a hurry.
“Oh, how many came out?”
“Don’t be alarmed. Highest ratings of all time! Right at the time of Professor Park’s last comment, the viewership rating was 44.8%!”
“what… … what? Are you really?”
Even Yang Sang-joon couldn’t help but be shocked.
“Aaaaaagh!”
At that very moment, a scream erupted from one side of the audience. A man who was watching the broadcast suddenly collapsed.
“here! A person has fallen.”
“This, this person, seems out of his mind!”
A thin man was lying on the floor, breathing heavily. The blood drained from his face, his whole body convulsed, and his hands and feet trembled.
At that moment, Park Sang-woo reflexively jumped toward the audience. It was an unexpected situation that suddenly occurred before the broadcast was finished.
“Uh, what should I do? I think it’s a broadcast accident… … . Shall we quit now?”
The camera was still rolling. The camera operator didn’t know what to do and continued filming.
“Crazy! Are you going to let this jackpot go? For now, let’s keep following Professor Park!”
Assistant director Yun Jin-han said with a fuss.
“You are very crazy. A person is dying right now. Let’s broadcast the scene live? You want to shut down the station? Stop broadcasting right now and put out commercials!”
“Ah, I see.”
Yun Jin-han scratched the back of his head with a puzzled expression.
“for a moment. no Didn’t Park Ji-eun say that she does YouTube?”
At that time, Yang Sang-joon shook his head and asked Yun Jin-han.
“yes. I do a broadcast with the theme of ‘how to become a broadcast writer’, and it seems to be quite popular.”
“okay? Writer Park is wanted right now. Bring your broadcast equipment!”
“Why is the writer Park?”
Yun Jin-han asked with wide eyes.
“Oh, you bastard! Are you really talkative? You don’t know that, bring it right away!”
“All right!”
‘Professor Park, you are probably a person who was born with heavenly luck. Please save that person by all means.’
Yang Sang-jun stared at Park Sang-woo, who was treating a patient, and his eyes twinkled.
Tiri-ring!
At that moment, Yang Sang-jun’s phone rang. It was a call from Hyun Jae-joon, the director in charge.
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– What’s the situation now?
“Ah, during the broadcast, one of the audience… … .”
Yang Sang-jun calmly explained the current situation to Hyeon-jun.
-Hey, what a mess this is. so? How did you do it?
“Once the broadcast was stopped, a public service announcement was sent out.”
-good job. Finish well so there are no problems! Let’s fix the accident and see. Somehow, the audience rating was ridiculous, but it was completely screwed up.
“Yes, chief. I’ll finish it well, don’t worry too much.”
‘Anyway, the director is… … . People are dying, but all I can think about is viewer ratings.’
Yang Sang-joon pressed the end call button with a pathetic expression.
* * *
As soon as Jin-Han Yun contacted her, writer Park Ji-Eun was called out in a hurry.
A camcorder was held in one hand.
“Writer Park! You said you were broadcasting on YouTube?”
“ah… … yes.”
“Can we record this situation and broadcast it later?”
“yes? That’s possible, but… … . Would it be okay?”
“I’ll take care of that, so take a picture first.”
“All right.”
Park Ji-eun took a picture of the current situation with a camcorder, and started with a comment from Yang Sang-joon.
[Everyone, please don’t be surprised and keep your seats. This is the real situation now. During the broadcast, a member of the audience collapsed, and Professor Park Sang-woo is administering first aid. Please pray earnestly for this person to wake up. From now on, I will hold my breath and watch the miraculous moment.]
* * *
While writer Park Ji-eun carried the camcorder, Park Sang-woo warned people not to come near the patient.
Even in the midst of a commotion as the audience gathered around him, Park Sang-woo carefully examined the patient’s condition.
“Hey, the man with the glasses! Please call an ambulance first.”
Park Sang-woo pointed out a person in the audience and asked.
“All right!”
“Thank you.”
Park Sang-woo nodded and took off his jacket to lightly cover the fallen man.
‘I’m out of breath!’
I opened my chest and put my ear to the patient’s chest, but the sound was getting weaker and weaker. Park Sang-woo immediately put his finger on his wrist.
‘I can’t get a pulse because of respiratory failure, and my blood pressure must be constantly dropping!’
Park Sang-woo looked at the patient’s appearance once again.
‘A tall, thin man, the Apex (upper lung) pressure will be relatively lower. People of this type may develop pneumothorax. But looking at the current state, it’s not a simple pneumothorax. then? okay. Tension Pneumothorax (tension pneumothorax) must be! If it’s tension pneumosorax, it’s an emergency. If air entering the chest cavity is blocked and cannot exit the lungs, it can blow up to the heart as well as the lungs! I have to get the gas out first!’
Park Sang-woo calmly summarized the situation and came to a conclusion.
‘First of all, I have to make a hole with a needle to lower the pressure in the chest cavity!’
“Do any of you have anything that could be used as a needle!”
Park Sang-woo turned his head and shouted at the crowd.
But there’s no way anyone who came to watch the show would have a needle or something like that. They just stared blankly at each other’s faces, which didn’t help.
‘Whoa, there’s no way there’s a needle.’
“A ballpoint pen or other type of pen is fine, so if you have one, please… … .”
“I, sir, would this be okay?”
At that moment, a woman appeared. She opened her sewing box in her bag and took out her embroidery needle.
Park Ji-eun held her breath and focused the camcorder on Park Sang-woo and the woman.
Park Sang-woo picked up the needle the woman had handed to him and slowly moved his fingers down along the midline of the man’s collarbone.
And at a certain point, I stopped moving my fingers.
“If it’s a needle, maybe you need this too? It’s my wife’s birthday, so I bought it to drink at home later… … .”
As Park Sang-woo was scrubbing around, a man took a wine bottle out of his bag and lifted it.
“thank you. very much needed I will ask you when I tell you.”
“All right.”
‘Intercostal Space (Intercostal Space: the lower part of the ribs) is where the nerve veins and arteries pass close together. If you do it wrong, you could damage a blood vessel, so you have to stab the ribs exactly 2-3 times.’
Park Sang-woo touched his chest with a cautious expression.
“Wine please!”
“Here you go!”
When Park Sang-woo reached out, the man put a wine bottle in his hand.
Park Sang-woo poured the wine directly on the man’s chest, instead of disinfecting it.
Pooh!
Then, a needle was inserted into his chest right away.
Even without using a syringe to release the pressure, in case of an emergency, the symptoms could be improved simply by piercing a hole.
Pushuk!
“Huh!”
When Park Sang-woo pulled out the needle, air escaped from his chest and the man took a deep breath.
“Cool cool! Haha, haha!”
“Wow, wow! Alive!”
“What a miracle! Professor Park Sang-woo saved me!”
Cheers erupted from everywhere.
“How did this happen? Where is this? Is this a hospital?”
The man who finally came to his senses looked around and asked.
“no. It’s still a broadcasting station. Are you suffering from a pneumothorax?”
“ah… … yes. I’ve had seizures a few times, but this is the first time I felt like I was going to die suddenly like today. So, did the teacher save me?”
“It wasn’t anything grandiose, it was just an emergency measure. It seems to be a tension pneumothorax. Right now, we’ve only given first aid, so you should go straight to the hospital and get treatment.”
“All right. Sir, thank you very much.”
Clap clap clap clap!
“Professor, you are the best!”
“Park Sang-woo! Park Sang-woo!”
Yang Sang-jun raised his thumb toward Park Sang-woo. Along with him, all the audience members surrounded Park Sang-woo and chanted his name. The scene was captured on Park Ji-eun’s camcorder.
– Continued on Chapter 199 –
