Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 113

Episode 113: Death [3]

These gentlemen.

So, the 19th century doctors and gentlemen… … .

By my standards, he's really stupid, but does that mean he lacks intellectual ability?

It was simply due to differences in accumulated knowledge.

I've studied almost 200 years more knowledge than these people.

Moreover, the amount of knowledge accumulated since the 20th century is greater than the entire history of mankind combined.

Needless to say, it's the 21st century… … .

“Sure… … if we do it this way, something will be different.”

“Yes. If I can judge by listening to the slightest breathing sound or heartbeat… … This isn’t something I’ll just use this once and throw away.”

The two of them understood immediately after hearing what I said.

If we could create something that mimics the shape of the ear and amplify sound, it would be a huge advancement in medicine.

Blundell in particular was overexcited.

It had to be that way.

It was natural for this person to suffer from a fear of early burial and to have a headache over various requests.

“How did you come up with this?”

“It is the grace of the Lord.”

“Why is his grace directed only to you?”

“Could it be that our parents left their country to serve the Lord?”

“I heard that she was going to become a priest or nun before giving birth to you.”

“Isn’t it still admirable?”

“Well… … That’s true. From what I’ve heard, Joseon seems to be a very developed country.”

that…….

It gets a bit tricky later on… … .

now…….

Even now, if you look at it, it's not a joke…

'Isn't this the perfect time for Andong Kim clan politics?'

It was a time when it seemed like the country was going to ruin because of political factions, but it showed that it could go even worse from there.

In 1811, the Hong Gyeong-rae Rebellion broke out… … .

After a while, a civil war breaks out… … .

and.

It's really a mess?

“Yes. So, the Lord is bestowing grace.”

“That’s right. I’d like to go when I really get the chance… … but it’s too far. It’s amazing that you’ve come such a long way.”

Well, what do you mean, what do you know?

Are you going to go to the bathroom?

How far is Joseon from here?

It was obvious that it would take a long time even if we took a steam locomotive.

In addition to that… … .

Can I go in if I go?

It may not have been when Heungseon Daewongun took power, but even before that, Joseon was not an open country.

“Let’s go together when you get the chance.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

So I just opened my mouth and said whatever came to mind.

Of course, we couldn't just keep talking about that.

Shouldn't we make this?

uh?

This will take a day or two, right?

These guys are strangely lacking in technical skills.

Besides, to be honest, I don't know how to make this with my current level of technology.

“Okay, so we need to make something using this principle… … some paper.”

“Uh huh. Here.”

Joseph handed me the paper.

It seems that after hearing my speech just now, he had even more respect for me.

He was originally a guy who would die if I said anything, so… … it wasn't too much.

Well, wasn't what you just said a bit out of date?

But since I wouldn't feel that way, I would feel like a total genius.

“Okay, first… … Let’s make the part that touches the chest concave like this. And then we can connect the tubes to amplify the sound even more.”

“Yes. If it continues like this, it will definitely be amplified. But will the sound be heard like this?”

Liston pretended to put his ear to the end of the tube.

It was a picture rather than a speech, so it looked a bit strange, but there was no problem at all in understanding what was being said.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“That’s right.”

“As expected, you are a professor.”

"haha."

That doesn't mean that the appearance wasn't strange.

Oh my… … .

I made you listen to my explanation, but you're only listening with one ear.

If that's the case, shouldn't you cover the other ear?

But would that be easy?

furthermore…….

-There was a paper published recently that said that even if you have hearing loss in only one ear, it can affect your learning ability.

My best friend.

I was a very good student since I was a student and was able to get into every department, but I went to an ENT clinic because I had hearing loss in one ear…

The legendary genius.

According to what the guy said, people don't have two ears for nothing.

Well, if that was enough, why did they bother making us listen to both sides with the stethoscope?

“Wait a minute. Why do people have two ears?”

So I once again developed the theory that perhaps the Lord had done it for nothing.

“Why did the Lord make two of these? Isn’t it so the sound can be heard much better?”

He waved his arms around again, as if he were a revivalist preacher.

Then Liston and Blundell also shook their butts.

“Oh, I see.”

“Well, there’s no way the Lord would have done that for nothing.”

“That’s what I mean. Wouldn’t it be better if we connected it like this… … and listened with both ears?”

“Hoo.”

“Certainly, that makes sense.”

The response was good.

It was a given.

In theory and all, this sounds so plausible.

“Then I will submit the request as is.”

“Do you know any night markets?”

“Huh? What are you talking about? Of course there is.”

"ah……."

In response to my words, Liston showed me his famous Liston knife.

but…….

That weird knife… … .

It was too big and massive to be called a scalpel… … .

No, anyway.

Not just anyone could have made it.

First of all, the fact that he can hit people's limbs like that without any damage and still have the blade remaining intact is an extraordinary skill.

“Very good. I’m getting it right every month.”

“Every month?”

“I’ve been cutting it so much lately. Almost… … if I cut 120, the blade breaks or something.”

“Ah… … yes… … .”

There are 30 days in a month, so even if you take Sunday off, there are 3 or 4 cases almost every day.

Of course, since I tend to cut them all at once, I will end up cutting off more limbs on the day I cut them… … .

“Go. I think we’ll be able to communicate better if you’re here.”

“Me too, I’ll go too.”

“Why you.”

“Oh my! I’m the one who started the trend of wearing a hat in London. When it comes to judging death, I’m the best in London.”

“Well… … I guess that didn’t help that much… … .”

Aren't there more than a few gravediggers who have fainted because of that?

Even as he muttered this, Liston did not shoo Blundell away.

Whatever it was, it wasn't completely wrong, so that's why I said that.

Moreover, since Blundell is also a doctor who will come to the internship, it doesn’t seem like it’s someone else’s business… … .

'I'll pay with you… '

Although I could see right through him, I liked Blundell's strangely innocent side, so I followed him.

Naturally, all the students who were there followed along.

“Oh, that’s right. The director told me that you will soon be reviewed for your medical qualifications. It will probably be a formality, so don’t worry.”

As I was about to get into the carriage, Liston said:

Only then did I realize.

That I'm not a doctor yet.

Everyone I know says it's Dr. Pyeong, but isn't it not official?

'Well… … if you look at it that way, 80% of doctors working outside London are unlicensed quacks.'

No, the term 'unlicensed quack' also seemed a bit odd.

Just because you have a license doesn't mean you're not a quack.

Anyway, at this time, getting a medical license was definitely a bit tricky, so you had to get it by rote.

Even though I haven't even completed the regular course, I can get reviewed right away since I'm recommended.

"thank you."

Whatever it was, it was a good thing.

Having a license or not will probably have quite an impact, at least when it comes to operating within London.

“What about gratitude? If you can’t be a doctor, who will be?”

“But… … It hasn’t even been a year since I started learning formally.”

“Haha! I bet they won’t have any complaints at all. Right?”

“Huh? Yes, yes!”

To Liston's words, the students… … that is, my friends and seniors, responded with military-like expressions.

Even if I had asked something really weird, I thought it would be like that… … .

Conversely, even if Blundell had asked, the same answer would have come out.

At this point, it would be stranger not to acknowledge my skills.

Squeak.

As we were chatting away, we soon found ourselves in a blacksmith shop.

As expected of someone Liston trusted, the blacksmith had sharp eyes.

The pose of hitting iron with your upper body exposed… what should I say?

It even gave me the feeling that I was the last craftsman.

No, it was a bit too much to say that it was the end.

Even though it was the era of steam engines, it was still an era in which work was done manually.

“Oh, have you already eaten this month?”

“Oh, no. Haha. I came here today to ask for something a little different.”

“Something else… …? What other troublesome thing are you going to order? Come in for now. It might be a little hot, and there’s no place to sit.”

The middle-aged man, despite his scary appearance, knew how to smile heartily.

It could be because we were in front of Liston, but we were able to enter with somewhat more relaxed faces.

As soon as I entered, I felt the heat rising.

'and…….'

We have never experienced anything like this even in the 21st century.

As I was watching with a curious mind, Liston grabbed me and pulled me away.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, because it’s my first time.”

“Let’s go sightseeing later. Come back to work.”

“Oh, yes.”

If something that big is going to get dragged, it has to get dragged.

What can I do?

Anyway, as I was being dragged away, the blacksmith glared at me.

What is this yellow thing?

I must have been thinking like this.

It was okay.

If you are a true craftsman, you will understand what I mean.

“Hmm… … Certainly. Sounds plausible. Doctor review, Doctor review… … You kept talking so much that I wondered what kind of guy you were, but you’re really something.”

“Yes. I’m learning a lot these days.”

“You’re being too humble. He’s the best surgeon in London. Anyway, this will be fun to make. It’s going to be a lot of work to make a tube this thick… … .”

“Is it possible?”

“Yes, that’s possible. But I have to write it right away next week?”

"yes."

“fu*k.”

The blacksmith tilted his neck back and forth, then turned his shoulders and straightened up.

“I guess I should start by making this.”

"thank you."

“What is gratitude…? Let’s say it’s the price paid for saving my life.”

Now I see that one of my legs is missing below the knee.

It was a shape that Liston had cut.

It really felt like they were going around and cutting all over the place.

“That went well.”

“Thanks to you.”

“But why my money… … .”

As I was leaving after handing over the request, the surroundings started to get a little noisy.

"what?"

"police……?"

It wasn't particularly surprising to see police in London's alleyways.

Isn't this a place where accidents and incidents happen every day?

“Dr. Liston. Dr. Pyeong.”

But it was surprising that they came targeting us.

“What's going on?”

“Something has come up… … so you will need to appear as a witness.”

“Reference person… … ?”

“Yes. I’ll tell you the details as we go. Something difficult has happened. Well, I don’t think I did anything shameful, right?”

“Except for the bad guy fan.”

“Then… … Then there won’t be any problems.”