NOTE TO ONE OF THE REVIEWERS: I did write this story for myself, but honestly, I need feedback or else I can't grow as a writer at all. Also, if I wanted to write this story for only myself, I definitely wouldn't publish my story on this site. I would just keep it in my laptop forever. And to my editor and to myself, this story IS special. So while you might think of it as otherwise, no need to insinuate it by being rude to the person who thinks it is. I poured so many hours into researching all of the medical stuff with actual medical materials from textbooks, videos (such as conferences), medical reports, and more when I'm not in medical school just to write this story. So is it that wrong to ask for a review when I put so much effort into writing this story and just need feedback from my readers because I want to grow as a writer? Plus, it's not like I can make people review. It's their choice in the end.
Warning: I am not a medical student and I used various websites (such as clinic, university, and other online sources) to research about all the medical information that I needed. Please excuse any inaccuracies (if there are any) with the medical procedures stated in the story. Also please take into consideration that I am merely using creative license.
This is my first time writing a KnB fanfic… I never expected to actually write something like a human medical story, but I was really inspired by two medical dramas that I watched in the past or am watching right now. If you watched the two dramas, "Code Blue" & "Hospital Ship," my story might seem very similar to them in structure, plot, or medical cases, but I assure you that my story will change a lot and will differ from the two dramas later on. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading it.
If there are any mistakes (grammar, story plot holes, etc.), please either PM me or review about it.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke.
Twenty-six year old Akashi Seijuurou tightened his grip around his paper cup lightly. His voice conveyed a tone of utter dismay that belied the pleasant smile on his face.
"So you've been assigned to the Special A&D team?" Midorima Shintarou shifted his glasses slightly as he sipped on his tea.
"But that's…" Kuroko Tetsuya's blank face momentarily twitched with displeasure. "You're already busy enough as it is in the emergency room…"
"It's fine. Nothing that I can't handle…" Despite his words, Akashi's eyes flashed in plain annoyance.
"Think of it as a way to obtain the department chief position." The tall green-haired male murmured to them. "As long as you do well, which we both know you will, you'll become the youngest department chief in the hospital. That'll also help you get what you want…"
"I know. That's why I accepted it gratefully." The dignified red haired male swirled the tea in his cup nonchalantly before drinking the rest. "He's going to retire soon and the entire department acknowledges that I'm the most capable there. If he doesn't choose me, then he just lacks the foresight to recognize people's potential."
"I hope everything works out well." Kuroko's expression briefly darkened as though anxious of the future before reflexively reconstructing it back into one of blankness.
"Anyways, it's your first year here." Midorima faced the short blue-haired male. "How is it so far?"
"It's been fairly easy. The children don't really notice me so it's been smooth sailing."
"Using misdirection?" Akashi knowingly asked.
Kuroko nodded with a look of mischief in his eyes. "I don't think I'll have many problems getting used to the hospital."
"Code S.A.D. I repeat. Code S.A.D. Akashi-sensei. Please come to the ER immediately. Over." Akashi's walkie-talkie buzzed loudly in his pocket.
He immediately stood up and pushed the button on the device. "I'm on my way. Over." Slipping the device back into his pocket, he crumpled the cup and tossed it into the trash can. "I'll see you two later." Without waiting for a reply, he briskly dashed to the emergency room.
"Akashi-kun, over here!" A fellow doctor motioned over to him. They both ran to the helicopter pad.
"Get in!" After they sat down in their respective seats, they both put on headphones, adjusting the microphone attached to it.
"Tell me the situation in more detail, paramedics." Akashi calmly ordered.
"A building has collapsed. There are currently ten people trapped underneath a pile of rocks, but the firefighters have managed to save seven. Two of them are in bad condition, but we are stabilizing their condition to the best of our abilities. Five are in mild condition but need to be checked over to make sure they're fine."
"What about the remaining three?" The other doctor asked.
"The firefighters just pulled the rocks away, so we can now determine their conditions. Oh god." The voice turned static for a moment. "One has their leg crushed by debris. Another has lost consciousness but is still breathing and we have just secured them. The last… They have a pole stabbed through their body. If we remove it, they will bleed to death. As of now, these three will be placed under our first priority. We also sent the previous seven patients to the nearest major hospitals. Unfortunately, they currently do not have room for the last three."
"Not to worry. We'll be there in approximately 60 seconds." Akashi stated. "Cut the pole as close to his body as possible, making sure to not move him around recklessly. We need him to stay in the same position as he is right now."
"Understood."
The moment the helicopter landed, the other pulled out a bag and slammed the door open. "Let's go!"
Following his lead, Akashi also grabbed his bag and jumped out while scanning the area. Debris flew around the area, causing him to shield his eyes with one hand. As the distinct crying of people surrounding the accident entered his ears, he purposefully strode towards a paramedic, who guided him to the male with the pole stabbed through him. His eyes narrowed before he began to check the man's vitals. "The pole pierced through his heart…"
"Can you hear me, sir? Can you hear me?" Akashi lightly shook the patient and checked the state of the male's eyes with a mini flashlight.
"What should we do?" The paramedic turned towards him for directions. "We cut off as much of the pole as possible, but-"
"We'll move him to the helicopter." Standing up, he called out to the other doctor with the walkie-talkie. "Masuda-senpai, we need to move this patient first to our hospital and do surgery on him immediately!"
"You have my permission to go first! I'm currently taking care of this patient's leg, so go on ahead!"
Akashi immediately motioned for the paramedics to help him transfer the patient onto a stretcher carefully. Once they were securely inside the helicopter, he closed the door shut while checking the injured man's vitals. He put on headphones once again, readjusting the microphone attached. Meanwhile, the paramedic pressed the air pump repeatedly.
"This is S.A.D. We need to do an emergency operation. Please set up a room for me immediately. The male is in his early 50's. He currently has a pole through his heart. His BP is dropping at a moderately fast rate due to blood loss. His blood type…"
"It's Type B, Doctor." The paramedic called out as he examined a card from the unconscious male. "We luckily managed to find it."
"Bring as many pouches of blood type B to the room." Akashi ordered the nurse on the other end as he silently commanded the paramedic to inject one of the medications. "We will be there in 50 seconds."
"Understood. We will have a room open and set up for you immediately. Please head to Room 3. Unfortunately, Yamada-sensei is operating at the moment and is unavailable to assist you. You will have your usual team in the operation room except for your main assistant."
"Is anyone else available to assist me?"
"Well-"
A new voice took over. "I'll assist you."
"And who are you?" Akashi asked.
"A doctor who wants to save the patient like you." The unfamiliar female voice answered.
"Name."
"Tsukishiro Reimi."
"Tsukishiro-san, while I applaud your passion in wanting to help, I'm afraid that I cannot easily agree to accept your assistance. After all, I have never heard of you, so please give me another doctor who is available."
Slight annoyance tinged her voice. "I am more than capable. I'm a part of S.A.D."
"No one told me that you're a part of S.A.D. Are you even capable enough to follow me as an assistant?" His tone remained neutral despite the frustration he felt at the female's lack of understanding.
"If you want another doctor, that's fine, but you'll need to wait another hour for one to even be available. During that time, as you should be fully aware, the patient will pass away. Is that what you want?"
"..."
"We will be there in a few seconds." The pilot announced.
"Experience?" He asked.
"2 years of general surgery in the ER. 1 year of emergency vascular and trauma surgery. 1 month in S.A.D."
"Alright. You're in. Do you know the patient's condition?"
"Yes. What's his BP right now?"
"It's currently at 97."
"Then we'll need to hurry. I'll be in the operation room in advance. The technicians will finish scanning him by the time you're prepared to start the surgery."
"Alright."
"We're here!" The pilot yelled out as they landed.
The nurses and physicians immediately gathered around as they transferred the patient to a gurney before pushing it to the medical center. Akashi advanced to the operation room once he changed his clothes and finished scrubbing. When the door opened, his usual team waited for him as they set up the surgery room. An unfamiliar female walked purposefully towards him with the scans in her hand. "Here are his scans. We will need to work fast throughout the entire process so that he won't lose any more blood."
Akashi's red eyes flickered over her appearance from her short silver hair to her narrow jade green eyes. The healthy pink glow on her pale skin faded away from her cheeks as if he had momentarily imagined it as she stood in front of him. "Tsukishiro-san?"
"Yes." At once, he took the scans from her and memorized it in a few minutes as she summarized the major points of the procedure out loud for him. "That should have been sufficient enough as a review… Now let's get started if you're ready."
"Of course." He let the scrub nurse put on his gloves. Standing in front of the patient, he recalled all the information about the patient before calling out for a scalpel. Tsukishiro Reimi stood across from him as if analyzing his every move and then proceeded to focus on the task at hand once he cut through the skin.
"Let's pull out the pole now." He grimaced as his new assistant quietly agreed. They tugged at the pole repeatedly until it finally came out, squirting blood on their faces immediately. She grunted before asking for a surgical clamp. Without him needing to explicitly say it, she placed the clamp into his hand as he searched for the source of the bleeding. Without further delay, she used the suction and cloths to control the blood loss as one nurse pumped the blood pouch to keep the BP stabilized.
"Did you find it yet?" Reimi muttered.
"Almost."
"Doctor! BP is starting to drop! 90, 86-"
Akashi's eyes narrowed with intense concentration. "Close to it…"
"82-"
"His heart rate is starting to fall too!" Reimi warned him.
"Got it!" He finally used the clamps to compress the bleeding. "How are the vitals now?" He breathed heavily while the nurse wiped his forehead carefully.
Reimi answered calmly. "BP is starting to revert back to normal."
"Heart rate is stabilizing, Akashi-sensei." The nurse looked relieved before continuing the task of pumping the blood pouch.
"Then let's finish this." Akashi heavily exhaled and started the next step of the surgical procedure. Reimi nodded in agreement.
After a couple of hours of intense concentration, the surgery was finally coming to an end. Reimi began to admire the skill of the younger surgeon as he artfully handled the wound with ease. When he finished, he motioned for her to close up the rest. Her fingers twitched in anticipation as she took over his work flawlessly and speedily.
Throughout the procedure, Akashi noted with pleasure that Reimi followed him without any major difficulties. After all, it was unusual for one to do so since most struggled immensely until they were somewhat used to his speed and technical ability. Even his main assistant, Doctor Yamada, never reached a level in which he could comfortably support Akashi. It momentarily reminded him of the days when Midorima assisted him sometimes during an operation. Her high skill level was further confirmed when he allowed her to finish the surgery herself. He smiled inwardly at the thought of potentially having a new assistant who could match him perfectly in the operation room.
"Cut." Reimi ordered. With the last snip, the surgery was now over.
"The surgery is a success." Akashi announced. "Good work, everyone."
As the nurses moved the patient out of the operation room, Akashi turned towards Reimi. "Tsukishiro-san, I apologize for doubting you before. If I had known that you were very skilled, I would have agreed immediately. I hope you won't hold it against me."
"I would have done the same if I was in the same position as you. They should have told you that I was part of the team, so it's not your fault in the first place." Her empty expression remained cold as if having to interact with others was a huge chore. Suddenly, she gave him a firm smile that brightened her face in an easygoing manner while holding out her hand for him to shake. "Welcome to S.A.D. I hope you enjoy being part of the team."
He took her hand and shook it slowly, absorbing her features and her obvious disinterest in him. To him, it felt a little strange to be treated that way. "It's a pleasure."
She then quickly released his hand and exited the room after giving him a short wave. "See you then."
He stood in the room in silent contemplation as the door closed behind her.
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