Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 15

Episode 15 Sir, Listen to Me [4]

The story continued with some swearing coming out for a while.

'Gloves… … I need gloves.'

My desire for gloves could not be diminished by such talk.

Fortunately, my senior also showed great interest.

“Condoms… … . I know what they are. But I hardly ever use them. They’re uncomfortable. But if I could make them properly… … Hmm.”

“I told you it’s amazing! It can even prevent STDs.”

“Oh, right. It can also prevent STDs.”

“It also acts as contraception.”

“Right, right. This works. It makes money. You can make gloves as a side dish, right?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a bit odd that the materials overlap… … But still, whatever. Let’s go for now. I need to talk to Dad.”

So we headed to a place that should be written as a banquet hall but read as a house.

Joseph also happened to go along.

“Hearing it, it seems like a good idea. If we can reduce illegitimate children… … The Lord too… … .”

As Quakers, we were seeking the Lord.

It wasn't a bad thing.

Because everyone here will seek the Lord.

It may seem a bit strange to say something like that, considering that the British Empire was an empire built on the blood of other people, but that was the era.

“Oh.”

The place we arrived at was really just a house itself.

Everyone had a pipe in their mouth and was puffing smoke, but unlike most social gatherings, there were no women at all.

'This is better, though.'

It worked out well for me.

I've never been there, but I've heard of it.

What's it like to have a social gathering in the suburbs of London at this time of year?

As times are what they are, not only nobles gather, but wealthy commoners also attend, but I heard that the discrimination is incredibly severe.

Are there any Asians there?

Unless you were lying and saying you were the real Prince Kim, you could have been beaten to death.

“I wonder.”

“You first.”

“Oh, I told you to look at it.”

I heard that they even discriminate based on the language they use.

English is not all the same, so the English that Nana Joseph speaks is obviously the English that the common people use.

If you speak English like that there, they'll think you're just an errand boy and ask you to do anything.

However, English travel here is really cheap.

“Isn’t this bluffing?”

“No? If you’re scared, just run away.”

Isn't this the kind of conversation that would happen in a back alley, not in an upper-class home?

Thanks to this, my mind became more and more at ease.

Yeah, this is good.

If you gather around and do nothing, you can't even talk about things like condoms.

"father."

It was a complete bluff, considering that he was going to die or something if he got scared.

The senior's father, who was the mastermind behind it, took all the money and started smoking a pipe.

Taking advantage of that gap, my senior stepped forward.

Of course, the fierce eyes returned.

“Have you come to say hello?”

I was about to get hit once, but fortunately normal words came out.

The distribution was unusual.

Well, in this era, he had already become a merchant traveling between the East and the West.

He didn't even give me a strange look.

In comparison… … .

'hmm.'

No, this whole gathering looked similar.

There were five people sitting at the table.

If we were on the street, all five of them would have looked at me like I was a monkey in a zoo.

People here were wondering not about me, but how I got here.

“Oh. Could you introduce me? Who is this guy?”

“Are you from the Qing Dynasty? But your hair style is completely ours.”

“No, are you Japanese? Don’t you know that there are some people there who have hair like this?”

It was a natural thing.

Because the Opium War hadn't even broken out yet.

Of course, the perception that 'If you get to know those Qing people, they're a bit… … X-food?' had already spread among some merchants.

The image of the Qing Dynasty was still that of a great power.

japan?

There, too, the Meiji Restoration was still a long way off.

In that situation, it was natural for Londoners to react this way, seeing Asians.

“Ah, he’s a Korean. He was born here… … No, no. He’s a nobleman, and I heard he came here to learn about our culture.”

My senior's father tried to reveal my true identity, but he remembered the false identity I had decided to hide and spoke differently.

Then everyone's faces showed that they understood.

“Joseon. I’ve heard of it. Isn’t it a country close to the Qing Dynasty?”

“Ginseng. I bought some ginseng.”

Now I see that they are all merchants.

Well, he didn't look like a senior or a father or a nobleman.

He must be a newly rich person.

So the nobles won't play around.

“I’m not here just to say hello. I have some business to talk to you about… .”

My senior took advantage of the favorable gazes pouring down on me to make a joke.

“But we’re busy.”

Then the gambler who had just lost money, that is, the father, pushed the senior away.

I always wondered how many beggarly ideas he had to come up with to end up like that.

Or you lost a lot of money.

Anyway, the senior was pushed back.

I felt like I should step forward.

“Wait, wait. What if it’s trade with Joseon?”

“Joseon? That won’t work, right? Don’t you know the Providence?”

“I know, I know. But how many decades have passed since then?”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

Providence Hora.

Sorry, this is the first time I've heard of it.

I felt like I had to stay really still.

'I think I'll study history again sometime when I have time.'

I also studied Korean history.

Because it appears on the college entrance exam.

but…….

'Is it Sunjong or Heonjong now?'

1830.

It was confusing to even know who was getting paid this year.

You might think, “Oh, I did well to become a doctor,” but you became a doctor because you studied medicine to the point where you didn’t even know it.

Not only that, but since I had become a professor, it was better to think that my head was full of only medical knowledge and experience.

As I was desperately making excuses for my ignorance, my senior continued.

“Since this guy is a member of the Joseon aristocracy, that will be discussed later… … That’s not the story. Of course, it’s the idea that this guy came up with. If you listen to it once… … I think everyone will rush to invest.”

In the dissection lab, they would cut fingers, but here they showed us how to break them quite well.

Everyone else looked at him, as if they thought he was the same.

Even the gambler who lost money began to turn his body to the side and tilt his head.

“Have you ever heard of a condom?”

"condom?"

“I heard about it.”

“Isn’t that what slaughterers do? It’s not profitable.”

Then, all of a sudden, a cold reaction came back.

This gave me an idea of what people's perception of condoms was like during this time.

The senior was also slightly embarrassed.

So he looked at me.

'This kid… … .'

okay.

If a guy who cut his hand while dissecting something is able to draw this much aggro, then he did well.

Anyway, if it's medical knowledge, shouldn't I step forward?

“Hello. My name is Tae-pyeong Kim from Joseon. You can call me Pyeong.”

"iced coffee."

“You speak English really well.”

“You sound like a native speaker.”

The atmosphere has changed.

Among Asians, wouldn't it be rare to find someone this good at English, even in the 21st century?

It would have been difficult if you weren't a Korean resident.

Also, foreigners who speak their language well are always approached with favor.

It was natural that the atmosphere would change as one clear difference was eliminated.

“As a medical student, I can tell you… … Condoms are very important. They’re not just good for preventing illegitimate children. They can also prevent STDs. Everyone here must have close ties to sailors… … I think there will be a lot of people who get STDs and end up in trouble.”

In that atmosphere, I let my imagination run wild.

No, it wasn't my imagination.

As I got older and thought back to the Age of Exploration, I started to think about this.

If you don't think that sailors were a hotbed of diseases, especially venereal diseases, then can you really call yourself a medical professional?

"hmm."

“Certainly… … syphilis and gonorrhea are rampant.”

“Not long ago, our captain also… … retired. He was not in his right mind.”

The reason I thought that was because dengue fever and malaria are diseases transmitted by mosquitoes.

It was not passed from person to person.

Another important thing is that it could kill a person immediately.

However, since s*xually transmitted diseases are diseases with a long history, most of the germs can survive for a long time by sticking to their human hosts.

“If even sailors like that use condoms, it will be preventive. Also… … let’s look at social gatherings.”

“Are you talking about nobles?”

"yes."

My imagination extended to the nobles as well.

It was not a delusion, but a well-founded imagination.

I saw it on YouTube somewhere, there was a king who was the originator of the modern condom?

And here in England too.

Why would you make it?

They must have made it because it was messy.

“Even if you don’t say anything in front, you’ll live a lot behind the scenes.”

“That must be true. Everyone is just keeping quiet… … Huh?”

“Besides, I heard there are brothels here in London.”

It wasn't just royalty and nobles who were corrupt.

It was just a time when such awareness was lacking.

From what I saw, this was more of a problem.

Anyway, there's no cure since there are no antibiotics.

You won't be able to control the symptoms.

Because life is tough.

“There will be huge demand there too.”

"hmm."

"hmm!"

“Is it good?”

Everyone brightened up at my words.

Among them, the one who started to show the greatest interest was the senior's father.

“Okay, very good. But what are you planning on making that condom out of?”

He was now sitting upright, having corrected his posture.

In a corner of your heart, you'll still be remembering the money you lost earlier.

It felt like I didn't need it anymore, since I was starting to see more money than that.

'If you even talk about internal organs, you… … .'

Of course, there was anxiety.

He's my son's friend, and I like him because he's said to be knowledgeable about medicine.

It was unreasonable to expect anything more from a Korean born here.

“It’s rubber.”

"rubber……?"

First of all, the answer was way off the mark.

“Rubber… … ?”

rubber.

Yeah, I heard it's soft.

However, when I processed it to make it usable, it became hard again.

So it was a raw material that was rarely sought after.

price?

It was worth shit.

“Yes. If you look, first of all, rubber is waterproof, right? It doesn’t get wet with water… … This is a huge advantage. If it gets wet, it’s more likely to peel off when you rub it or something like that. It shouldn’t get wet.”

“Is that so? I’ve never thought about it that deeply.”

Yeah, I was like that until yesterday.

I've never really thought about condoms, you know.

But yesterday I thought about condoms almost all night.

“Look. If the paper gets wet… … what will happen? That’s why they made it out of animal intestines.”

“I see. Yes, definitely… … um. It’s tough too… … .”

“The point is, if you just make it thin and soft, it’ll be a huge hit.”

“Um… …Do you know that method too?”

“I don’t know. You’d have to pay a chemist to do it for you.”

“Are you really shameless?”

“I just come up with ideas.”

“But I like it. It seems plausible. Certainly… … This much… … Hmm. I think it’s okay.”