Sasaeng Fans | Yeosang | ATEEZ

Sasaeng Fans | yeosang

Your an ER surgeon and you got tickets to one of your ATEEZ's performances you also got VIP tickets to watch them from back stage  through a random pick drawing they had...  you knew that this was a once in a life time opportunity so you took it. Everything was going great until you realized that your bias yeosang had started breathing irregularly. This started to raise some red flags in you head and you knew something wasn't right as soon as you saw him trip and almost fall on his face. He managed to get away from his other members trying to make his way to the side of the stage quietly but before he could make it he collapsed.

You ran into action. You ran and checked his pulse noticing that it was slowing down. Security trying to rip you away you screamed at them. "I may be a fan, but I'm also an ER surgeon I know what the fuck I'm doing!" They looked at you shocked but complied and let you help him. "We need to get him away from the public eye stat, and you" you pointed at one of the staff, "I need something sharp like a box cutter or something anything he's losing oxygen quickly from not being able to breath!" You tapped the his face his eyes swaying over to you. "Hey there can you hear me? I'm gonna help you okay" one of the other members comes running over thankfully it was San who spoke somewhat comprehensive English. "What's wrong? what happened!" He asked quickly succumbing to shock. "Hey listen I'm gonna need you to be calm okay? Just breath I know that this is scary but I'm going to do the best that I can." Staff came running over good thing too because his breathing was getting worse.

You put your ear to his chest. "Shit. He's got a punctured lung from one of his ribs and it just collapsed." One of the ladies gave you a box cutter. "I'm gonna need a tube like a pen or something!" One of the security officers handed you one. You bit the pen out then Bitting the end off. 'What anyone would do to be in my position right now' you sighed 'not the time'. "I'm going to need to take his shirt off somewhere help me carry him to a closed off area!" One of the big security guys picked him up putting him on a make shift gurney and carried him to a room. Everything was in chaos there were other idols in the back crying the whole area was dead quiet with the fans who were to scared and nervous to say anything. They set him down on a table in the small room they found. "Some one bring me my purse I have some supplies in there!" You shouted. You make sure to always carry a med kit in case stuff like this happens. His members standing just outside you looked at them and said. "Look guys I know your scared but I need to do my job either you try to help or you leave."

You cut his shirt open revealing his chest and stomach. There was a larger bruise that covers most of his stomach. You felt around and could feel which rib was puncturing the lung. "I need one of you boys to help me." Of course only a few actually understood what you said the leader stepped up. "How can I help?" You looked at him.

"First things first I need you to tell who ever that when paramedics arrive that dr. (Name) is here doing the surgery and that i need the all the supplies they have!" "Yes ma'am!" He ran out of the room. You looked down at your patient. One of the staff came running in with your purse. You took and and dumped it out picking up the med kit and getting disinfectant. You disinvites the area as well as the box cutter you shoved the pen tube in your mouth. 'Alright now or never' you stabbed the tube in his chest he instantly was Able to gasp enough air. Then you slowly made an incision along his left side blood pooling out. "Fuck. I need someone to help me with the blood I need to set his rib so it doesn't puncture his lung anymore!" One of his other members came paper towels in hand. "I know you might not understand everything I say but I need you to try and get as much blood as you can."

The paramedics came in. "I need 10 milligrams of morphine stat he'll go into shock from all the pain if he wakes up!" You notice him starting to lose color. "He's losing too much blood!" "I need clamps quick and I need you to pump air into his lungs." One of the paramedics pushed the young boy away helping with the bleeding. "I got it from here." He nodded and ran out of the room into one of his members arms. You looked over to the boys. "What blood type is he?" "AB positive." The San came back in. 'Fuck why'd he gotta be that' "who else has that blood type here?" He looked over to the other boys and asked them in their native language as the maknae came up. "I do" "Alright here's what you need to. This is gonna hurt but we are gonna do a direct transfusion since he won't make it if we tried to transfer him now he's lost too much blood and could possibly go into shock." He looked at me and nodded.