Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 473

Episode 473: Progress in the Heart [2]

“Chest pain?”

“Yes, chest pain.”

The condition of chest pain that comes and goes suddenly or slowly was widely known long before the 19th century.

It's a given.

Because myocardial infarction and angina are not that rare diseases.

Of course, it would have been much less before the advent of sugar, but it has been hundreds of years since the Age of Exploration began in earnest.

This means that the nobles and wealthy people of Europe were able to eat and live quite well.

Even so, it's nothing special compared to 21st century South Korea…

"Chest pain… It's a scary disease. That's why I went to Darwin. I was afraid I might die suddenly."

“Yes, I solved the mystery.”

The prevalence of chronic diseases, including diabetes, in South Korea was at a significant level.

This was because they were genetically different from Westerners and their food was becoming sweeter overall.

Anyone who has been to Japan before or in the early 2000s will probably have felt this way.

Japanese food is generally very sweet.

But if you go and try it in the 2020s, you might think, "I don't really know."

It's not that they don't run, it's that we run.

'A generation less healthy than the previous generation… that's what we were, right?'

You might wonder how that could be possible.

As for physical hardship, it is bound to be much less for those in their 20s and 30s.

However, from a medical standpoint, it is inevitable.

If you eat relatively well and move less, your body will be damaged.

If all of our ancestors had eaten well and moved less, they would have adapted, but unfortunately, 100 years is too short.

'My heart… is so huge.'

As a result, the number of young people with myocardial infarction or angina has also increased significantly.

Eating sweets and eating fatty foods while moving at the same time can be said to be the result of outsourcing due to the development of home appliances and automobiles.

So, we conducted a tremendous amount of research.

Even I, a somewhat odd trauma surgeon, did the same.

If you have underlying heart disease or diabetes, it is difficult to survive trauma.

Actually, it was a higher-ranking professor who suddenly became curious about this that I was kicked out… … .

'Ugh.'

Painful memories come to mind.

What kind of movie could you possibly enjoy that you rolled around underneath it all…?

I think it would have been much better if I had come in a few years later.

On TV, they suddenly started making a fuss about MZ and stuff.

At first, I thought the media was creating useless new words and inciting unnecessary generational conflict…

At some point, I felt really strange seeing even professors reacting to the harsh currents of the times and saying, "Kids these days are different."

Thanks to that, I feel a little better, so isn't that a good thing?

no.

The work is still being handed down from above, but the work is also being pushed down from below, so I almost died… … No, I died?

“What are you doing talking to me?”

“Ah, ah.”

“If you look closely… did you just receive something? Be careful of ghosts. Guest ghosts are especially dangerous.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I was just thinking about something else.”

“Are you sure that that thought is really yours?”

“Don’t say anything scary.”

I am sure.

This guy must have caught a shaman recently.

Especially judging by the fact that he is a guest and such, he is not just any shaman, but a very dangerous person.

“Anyway… what did you find out?”

“The secret of chest pain.”

“Um… definitely….”

Liston stopped talking to me and headed outside.

I caught her because I knew she would call a real shaman.

I barely managed to catch it.

Are you using the shrinking method?

It's so fast.

“Where are you going?”

“Let me see. I know a very brave man.”

“No, I’m telling you, I really did. I really did know the secret of chest pain.”

“Huh… Oh, did you take that medicine yesterday? I’m going to kill this drug addict…”

It was difficult to say no.

I need to know how much of an hallucinogenic effect amyl nitrite has before I can prescribe it to my patients.

You might ask why I took it when there was nitroglycerin, which is a higher-grade drug anyway… … .

That's something that needs to be dealt with.

Shit… … .

I'm really sensitive, so anything makes me explode.

If you put it in your mouth and chew it, it will burst.

Then you really become Fu Manchu.

“No, no.”

"No, what? What did you do? Don't even think about lying."

“I did, but it wasn’t to that extent.”

“You feel that way because you’re a morphine addict.”

"No, I said no! And you take more drugs than me. Aren't you addicted to marijuana?"

"What are you talking about? Marijuana is a milder substance than tobacco. It's absolutely absurd to hear someone addicted to opium call it addiction."

Opium is unfair.

What are they talking about after giving me opium tincture?

I haven't really put it in my mouth since then.

I'm a doctor, would I do something that would destroy my body?

“Anyway, listen. People who die from heartache, I’m telling you, they died from heartache, right?”

“You’re suddenly introducing such a new theory… Do you think I’m not worried?”

"ah."

"And if your heart hurts, what are you going to do about it? Trying bloodletting? You know those therapists these days who kill people for doing that?"

“I heard about that. They should have killed them all…”

“What I missed that day is a regret for a thousand years.”

Harry the Butcher's Disciples… … .

I thought I couldn't do anything since my teacher was dead, but I was wrong.

If you think about it, it's obvious.

It's not like Harry knew anything about people and caught them.

I guess I was too naive, considering that the history of the past thousand years has been one of people tearing flesh and shedding blood based on mere, haphazard knowledge or the imagination of "wouldn't it be like this?"

“We should do some rabbit hunting sometime. Anyway…….”

"Now, if you're going to come up with a new theory, be careful. If you say it's a heartache and the heart is the problem, they'll just get even more upset. You know? This whole London street is full of people who call themselves your or my disciples."

"ha……."

“There’s nothing we can do. Our reputation is at stake.”

Liston's words made me give up on the idea of selling the medicine right away.

If it were any other time, I would have said something like, “That’s nonsense.”

This time, Liston's words are absolutely right.

Certainly my words carry weight now.

Strictly speaking, the problem is that people kill others by interpreting things arbitrarily, but what can we do?

This is the era.

'Yeah… … It was too urgent.'

Taking medications that dilate the blood vessels can help relieve chest pain.

This proposition may be a given in the 21st century, but isn't it not yet?

I just remembered now.

-But why on earth is this here?

-Isn't it just for nothing?

-The Lord created this for nothing… …?

-Yeah, but it's weird. Why…

Coronary artery.

So, it is the artery that feeds the heart.

In the 21st century, no doctor would ask why this blood vessel exists.

It is the most important blood vessel along with the cerebral blood vessels.

But now I don't know why this is there.

It's not that I don't know what blood does.

We have a rough idea of what happens to an organization when blood flow is cut off.

Of course, even in the midst of all this, some crazy people still argue that blood is produced in the extremities, but at least mainstream medicine has long since accepted that the heart is the pump that circulates blood throughout the body.

'Well, even I think it's a bit… … that's true.'

But why is that?

Even if it is not a coronary artery, blood flows into the heart.

That's right.

A lot of blood goes in and comes out.

Why would you need a separate blood vessel leading to the heart?

Because of this, some savvy evolutionists have even claimed that 'coronary arteries are now useless blood vessels, but they remain for no reason.'

In contrast, the majority of creationists argued, 'No, the Lord left it as a spare.'

To conclude, both are wrong.

“Guys.”

"yes!"

We need to prove it, and that obviously requires experiments.

The reason we don't test or not is because there are no devices that can be called testers yet.

I don't like the idea of people just talking nice and then doing something stupid in the end.

So, I'm talking about something like the bio-robots (humans) that were mobilized during the Chernobyl nuclear power plant explosion.

"Look for the body of the man who died yesterday and today after suffering a heartache. I promise to pay a generous price."

“Yes, Professor!”

So I released the students.

Even if you release the gangsters, they'll still bring back the body.

But there's nothing more foolish than giving them money and asking them to buy something for you.

Usually, money is taken away as allowance.

There is even a possibility of production.

A body that died in heartbreak, if you try to find it again, it might not be there.

-Hey, if I kill you by hitting your chest… … wouldn’t you die from heartache?

-oh.

If I were next to them, they would hit the back of my head and say, 'What the hell are you doing?' But I think they'd just like it, right?

“Professor. Over here!”

"me too!"

Anyway, I was able to receive six bodies that evening.

“If you lied, didn’t you say you were going to go get the money?”

“Of course. I even told you the professor’s name.”

“Then some people said they didn’t sell it?”

Gangsters are gangsters, but citizens are also a problem.

That's because the idea that 'it's the one who got fooled who's at fault' is prevalent.

You can see that their way of thinking is completely different from ours.

Forget the words, 'Surely not the British, a developed country, would do that.'

If you throw people into the law of the jungle without any safety measures, they will all end up like this.

As far as I can see, there is no superior nation.

There is just a good system.

"Good job. Now, everyone, follow me. Today's class will be a little different."

“Yes, Professor!”

I led all the students to the dissection room like a piper.

The sun was already setting, but no one complained.

It's because we live in an age where teaching is appreciated.

Ah, my time… …no one does this.

That's because I have time and nothing to do.

I'm going to go and read some web novels or I'm going to read Netflix or I'm going to read YouTube.

“To the assistant.”

"yes."

Oh, in the meantime, my disciples became assistants.

This means that although I am not a licensed doctor and cannot treat patients on my own, I can treat patients under my supervision.

And since this hospital is under the supervision of me and Liston, it also means that all the treatments can be seen within the hospital.

In effect, it means that I have become a doctor who can be hired for cheap, but I don't think I am doing anything wrong.

Oh, doctors are supposed to grow like that.

You can make a lot of money later.

“So… have you dissected the heart, everyone?”

"yes!"

“Let’s open the chest and find the coronary artery.”

“Huh? Why is that…?”

Alfred, who made his academic debut thanks to me, asked.

I looked at him silently, knife in hand.

Then it became quiet.

“Okay, let’s find it.”

"yes!"

As expected, sincerity gets through.