Code Black 4

[W-w-what the hell are you talking about, hell slave? Fuck! This isn't the time for that—do triage! Are you trying to kill the patient?]

The dust clump, no, anonymous user 125.188, leaped up and denied it.

The way they talk and their temper are dead giveaways.

I don't know why they came as a guest instead of logging in.

Either way, there was no point in pressing them about it now.

'Fine, I'll pretend to believe you.'

I was pretty suspicious of that speck of dust, but the situation was urgent, so I decided to trust them for now.

Because their skill was definitely the real deal.

[Hey, you idiot! You can't cut like that! Yeah, like that! Tilt the angle a little more! Go in diagonally so you don't hit the vessel, you moron!]

Scalpel God, no, no... the wandering ghost was flying through the air, pointing out the hand of surgical resident Heo Seungchan, who was preparing for an escharotomy...