Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 130

Episode 130 Improvement [1]

Even after I left the tool with the blacksmith, I drew a picture in case there were any parts that needed to be modified, and I was thinking about it based on that picture.

Come to think of it, I went there earlier because I was in a hurry, but now that I've actually made it, I realize it shouldn't have been delayed.

So, even after returning home, or rather, my senior's house, I couldn't sleep for a while.

'So… … If we do it like this. Hmm. Even if we do it like this… … In fact, it'll be difficult to completely remove it… … .'

There is an organization called Debrider.

Of course, it was an electric device, and when you stepped on it, it would spin around and devour tissues.

To be honest, I haven't written much myself.

This is more of an instrument that would be used in an otolaryngology department or something like that rather than a surgical department.

Anyway, looking at it, it seemed like it wouldn't be easy to remove even half of the prostate volume, no matter how much I turned it this way and that and cut it off.

What that means is that relapse will happen pretty quickly… … .

This wasn't the only problem.

'There's going to be a lot of bleeding, right?'

But isn't it true that the bleeding is stopped while doing it?

I just catch them raw and tear them apart… … .

If this doesn't bleed, then where on earth would the blood come from?

As for the pain that may occur during the procedure, it can be controlled with anesthesia for about 20 to 30 minutes, so even so… … .

Blood seemed like it might be a bit of a problem.

'Is this an area where bleeding is easily stopped?'

Not knowing much was also a problem.

Even though the nose stopped breathing after surgery, isn't it possible to breathe through the mouth?

I can't suddenly say, 'I would appreciate it if you could urinate through the anus for the next few days'…

'The wound will be exposed, so there is a possibility of infection when urinating.'

In fact, it is safe to say that urine is a sterile liquid without any bacteria.

If you want to say, "No, I checked and it said something grew," you should first check whether you properly received the midstream urine sample.

Or maybe you got caught up in something without even knowing it.

Anyway, I can confidently say that it is sterile… … .

If urine gets on the injured area, it can become a badge in itself.

The idea was that infection could occur even if there were no bacteria present at the time, or even if there were only a small number of bacteria that were close to being sterile.

Ultimately, the conclusion I reached was one.

“I guess it’s a urine catheter… … .”

Urine catheter.

Simply put, it refers to a tube that is inserted through the urethra into the bladder to allow urine to flow out.

I don't know if anyone has ever touched it… … .

Would it be logical to make something like that solid?

Will it work?

That's torture. What else is torture?

'But can it be made out of rubber…?'

I was thinking about doing something other than iron, but when it came to actually doing it, there was nothing useful.

The only thing similar would be my gloves… … .

The problem was that it wasn't a clean-cut rubber.

I don't know how they processed it, but it was a bit bumpy, unlike the rubber I usually see.

I was concerned that this issue might have a negative impact on condoms, but users sent me a vague answer that there are times when it is actually beneficial.

I don't really know, so I just turned my attention to it…

'First of all, it has to be stronger than this. It has to be soft, but strong enough to hold the tube inside… That's what I mean.'

and…….

Is there such a mysterious truth in the concept of a catheter?

When I had it, I just put it in and stuff… … .

As expected, people only realize the value of something when they have it.

'I guess I'll have to squeeze the chemist a little.'

What was truly shocking was that worrying about it alone was of no use.

It was natural since I am a layman when it comes to chemistry and such.

If you don't know at all, then you don't know… … .

Since I knew the outcome, I felt really frustrated.

‘If it doesn’t work… … I can’t help it.’

If the chemist's skills were not up to par, it would take at least two days… … to put in a steel tube.

“Hey, wake up!”

I was thinking that I should ask them to make that too just in case, but it was already morning.

It seemed like he had fainted and fallen asleep, and it made sense.

I was really tired yesterday.

There was a doctor nicknamed the Butcher who was running around here and there saying that he was going to cut off someone's body parts, and he even went to the blacksmith and stuff…

“Oh, oh.”

“What is this? Wow… … Did you finish this yesterday and sleep?”

“Huh? Yeah. It’s a concern.”

“You… are a really good doctor. Well, that’s why you’re already a professor.”

Joseph, who had come to wake her up, stuck out his tongue as he looked at the scrap of paper left on the desk.

That was understandable.

There are almost twenty pictures that I drew and tore up yesterday.

Maybe that's why I had a dream about putting in a catheter for the first time in a long time.

People say they dream of being in the military, but for me, that was a much more terrifying memory than being in the military.

“What about senior?”

“Senior has already gone down.”

“This is really great… … .”

“I’m scared of my father. I might inherit this. Even if I don’t inherit it, I’ll have to make a lot of money.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

What should the rich of the 19th century say?

Should I say that there is such a thing as romance?

Anyway, in order to protect this wealth and fame, I thought that I had to live properly first, so I woke up early and did sports like hunting and horseback riding.

Alfred is pursuing medicine instead of sports, but… … .

‘My friend who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth doesn’t do anything… … .’

I thought it might be because they still haven't realized the truth that they can accumulate more wealth by doing nothing and just owning a house or land than those who work hard like ants.

Since it was a good thing and there was nothing to complain about, I quickly headed downstairs.

Then, Alfred, who had already finished reading the newspaper and was drinking tea, came into view.

“Oh, eat it.”

“Oh, yes. That… …Can I go to the factory before school today?”

“Factory? Why there?”

I showed the last picture I drew yesterday to my senior who was expressing doubt.

“Ugh.”

The senior's expression crumpled as it was a picture that could be somewhat horrifying to see at any time, not just in the morning.

It was okay.

Anyway, I have to get help.

No, not to that extent, but maybe this specialist could have been our Alfred.

'Senior, your field of vision is a bit narrow, but… … you have good concentration… … so this type of surgery might suit you.'

A surgeon's narrow field of vision can be fatal, especially for a physician with a broad scope such as a surgeon.

Of course, surgery is divided into many branches, and some of them have narrow scopes, but now is not the time for that… … so it would be right to leave them out of the discussion.

Anyway, it had those drawbacks, but it was also scary when I had to buy it.

How did you know?

I found out when I tried dissection practice.

No, it's a mess overall… … In the area I'm digging right now, everything is coming out?

“So, we might need this additionally.”

“Uh… …Just thinking about this?”

“Well… I guess I guess so.”

"her."

Anyway, I explained the whole story.

It's because I'm so good at explaining things, and Alfred has been following my teachings lately and is slowly learning to think like a medical student, so he already understood it.

“Okay, let’s go. But he might not be at the factory.”

"yes?"

“That guy is so rich now… … he doesn’t work.”

“Aren’t you working? No… … .”

“Well, it would be okay if we hired other chemists as successors… … Anyway, he has the title, but he doesn’t do his job well. I heard he’s too busy with social gatherings.”

“Ah, socializing.”

but…….

I heard that in England at this time, to be truly successful you had to be a regular socialite as well as have money.

Well, I'm not at that level yet, so I'll just skip over it, but anyway…

The point was that it wasn't something to criticize for just not doing any work.

Could it be that they are a fire tribe?

“But there are masks out there, right? Someone who can handle rubber?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Oh, okay. Did you eat everything already?”

“Oh, yes.”

“You’re already skinny, so why aren’t you eating?”

"that……."

This is really all the British's fault.

Honestly, before I came here, I thought British food was just some kind of meme?

however…….

no…….

It was clear that these kids had something seriously flawed.

Otherwise… … .

I can't eat anything other than grilled meat.

“I have an appetite today.”

I thought I should invent K-chicken later… … .

I headed to the factory thinking that this was also part of improving national health in a broad sense.

“Hey, you!”

“I thought you weren’t coming out?”

“Ah, haha. But you still have to show your face sometimes.”

Surprisingly, a chemist was there.

It seemed like I was just there… … .

Instead of going home, I followed him to a conference room with other young, enthusiastic chemists.

It was supposed to be a conference room, but it was located next to a factory and the smell of rubber was so bad it almost made my nose rot, but anyway, I gave a passionate speech with only one thought in mind: to save humanity from suffering.

“This has to go in so it doesn’t fall out. If it does, you’ll have to put it back in.”

"eww."

“That won’t work.”

Everyone listened attentively.

The old man was especially enthusiastic.

It didn't seem like it was someone else's business.

“So at the end of this… … I wish there was a device like this. Would that be possible?”

“Um… … It might be difficult, right?”

“It’s said that there’s an additional layer of rubber made of a completely different material… … This is… … .”

Unfortunately, the balloon that was placed into the bladder to prevent it from falling out again was dislodged.

Actually, while I was drawing this, I thought it wouldn't work.

It's not even clear whether the catheter will come out or not, so will this work?

“Then… … can we make a rubber that is hard enough to fit inside this… … but not so soft that it causes extreme discomfort, and not so hard that it causes severe discomfort? Oh, and it also needs to be hard enough to maintain a path for urine to flow out.”

“Hmm… … .”

“This might work… … .”

Everyone seemed to be talking with serious faces, but then they suddenly came carrying rubber that had been piled up in the factory.

Now I see these people… … .

It seems that they were serious about condoms and were making a lot of different products.

“We too. We’re trying our best to make a thinner, sleeker… … but also a product that won’t tear. This is a failed product that came out of that process. But when I look at it, it’s not so much a failure as it is a product that we don’t know where to use it for… … If you look closely, it’s all written on the label. How it was made.”

"oh……."

Of them all, the one who was the most sincere was the chemist.

As I was admiring the enormous amount of rubber, the old man came over with a slightly embarrassed look on his face and whispered in my ear.

"however……."

"yes."

“They say you can just cut off your body parts, but is it really necessary to go this far?”

Shit… … .

Has the rumor spread this far?