Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 150

Episode 150: Pear [1]

I need to have hemorrhoid surgery too… … .

It's been postponed for now.

Yeah, I know.

Hemorrhoids, they really hurt… … .

Painful… … .

but.

“Yeah, well… … I guess I can’t do it without it. But are you sure about that?”

“I’m sure. I’ve received over twenty bodies from Jemel.”

“So many people are dying.”

“If you say your stomach hurts, you can’t do anything, right?”

“What can’t they do? They take blood, they give mercury… … Do you know? Some hospitals even give you morphine.”

“So you’re going to die?”

“Well… … Well, there are people who live there… … .”

“Most people who are in a lot of pain die.”

“Oh, that’s true. Almost dead.”

Now, look at this conversation.

You still don't know?

Well then, let's hear more.

“Okay, then what… … Hmm. Let’s open the stomach. If it’s there, take it out, if not, don’t… … Since I’m going to die anyway?”

“Yes.”

“Then we need to select patients carefully.”

At this point, I thought, “Well, the director is the director after all.”

Patient selection, in other words, doesn't this mean that the indications must be applied very well?

Yeah, that's right.

“I’m talking about patients who won’t have any problems.”

But in the very next passage, the director said this with a truly villainous expression on his face.

I looked back, wondering if he was crazy, and Liston was nodding too.

“Yes, of course. It’s not certain yet.”

“Once I gain experience, I’ll try it on regular patients. But I still feel uneasy. It’s a pear.”

“I told you that you can take it slow since the anesthesia has worn off. Well, I might need to practice more… … .”

“Okay, I’ll give it permission. But, patients who won’t cause any problems… … Okay. Just touch the patients I designate for now. Well… … There are a lot of patients who are a problem at other hospitals anyway.”

"yes yes."

Looking at it this way, it didn't look like they were doctors but some villains plotting something.

You may wonder if this makes sense… … .

This was the reality of 19th century London.

There really were people in this world who could die without any problems.

In fact, in London, which is becoming increasingly oversized due to rapid development, and in a place that only dreams of future development, how many people can lead a decent life?

'It's a headache for the hospital… '

It can be said that there are no healthy people among the street vagrants.

Those people weren't like that from the beginning.

The problem was that companies that threw away workers who got hurt on the job instead of fixing them.

Those who were thrown out onto the street like that slid down endlessly.

After being transferred from one hospital to another, they either died or were caught by a corpse delivery company and became corpses.

'You can't just kill people like that.'

At times like this, I feel like I'm still a 21st century person.

The idea of natural rights, which we take for granted, does not yet exist here.

No, it exists in the name of natural rights, but the humans they are talking about are a bit higher class.

Are you saying that people who don't belong to that class aren't even considered human?

"huh?"

Anyway, after finishing the conversation, I grabbed Liston who was clearly going outside to kill someone.

“But why?”

“I was talking about the boat earlier.”

“What… … Sir, this is not possible. Are you going to say something boring? Then there’s no problem. Medicine… … You seem to know very little about it, but it has definitely made progress since anesthesia was introduced. Maybe most diseases will be treated by our surgeons through surgery, not by those quack internists.”

Ugh… … .

Is it now a liston in light mode?

Can't I just be either Barbarian or Light?

Why is it so confusing… … .

'No, no.'

Clearly, Liston's words resonated with a surgeon like me.

But what good is it if words are right?

To the extent that it really proves that what I said was right… … .

'I'm going to build a tower out of corpses… … .'

Oh, when you open the ship, you have to disinfect it.

If you want to come to this simple realization right now… … .

How long will it take?

How many people will die for no reason?

Even so, these guys will just scream and scream about miasma or something.

“No, I agree that we should open the ship.”

“Oh, really? Well, I knew you would be like that. You’re more enterprising than anyone I know! Come on, let’s do it together. If my brother does it, I’ll be happy.”

“But shouldn’t we be a little more… … careful?”

"deliberately?"

What should I teach first?

This was really difficult.

Because it's not easy to teach someone who thinks they know everything when in fact they don't know anything, right?

Fortunately, I already had quite a bit of experience in this area.

Now, any hardship is nothing to me.

“Yes. You mentioned it earlier, right? Some patients have a swollen appendix… … but some don’t.”

“That’s the question. So I’m going to split it up and give it a try.”

If you were curious, would you usually open up a person's stomach and look?

I could barely contain myself from asking that question.

I thought it was because I thought people would say that's usually the case.

If it comes out like that, I don't really have anything to say…

“No, can’t we find out a little bit about that in advance?”

“By what means?”

“Symptoms or… something like that?”

“Everyone said their stomachs hurt. There’s no difference. I guess I didn’t check that either. Haha.”

haha.

Are you laughing?

Where are the people who just brush off a stomachache as just a stomachache? … They're here.

Haha.

okay.

These are truly bleak times.

If you think about it, appendicitis, or appendicitis, is a disease that can come at any time, but the people who need to be treated have this kind of perception.

Isn't this Russian roulette?

“Wouldn’t it make a difference depending on where in the stomach it hurts and where it starts to hurt?”

“Aha? Just like Jemel said? That quack is likely to vomit if his upper abdomen hurts, so they make him vomit in advance or something… … Do you believe that? I don’t know.”

ah.

Are you doing that too… … .

The fact that you can vomit when your upper abdomen hurts is possible because the stomach is located in that area… … .

But I couldn't figure out what kind of brilliant idea it was to make someone vomit beforehand.

Anyway, I came here and started to show off another great talent I've developed, which is my ability to tell jokes.

“I don’t know if it makes you vomit… … but doesn’t it increase the likelihood of vomiting when your upper stomach hurts?”

“Why?”

“What’s on the upper abdomen?”

“There is an upper abdomen.”

I was thinking of stopping joking around for a moment and just hitting him.

No, I thought it might be better to just die.

If every time you die you go back 200 years… … .

I actually thought that the old days would have been better.

“No, it’s in there.”

“Inside? Ah… … Inside. If you do a dissection… … Ah, right. There’s a stomach. Right. Um, does your stomach hurt? Huh?”

But there is no guarantee that this will happen.

In the first place, I don't even know why I was born again and lived here, so how can there be such a guarantee?

I personally thought that while medicine has advanced, too many people have died needlessly, so we need to fix that somehow.

So I tried my best again.

Fortunately, Liston was a genius to begin with.

“Yes, yes. Then wouldn’t the area around where the appendix originally was be painful?”

“Hmm. Certainly. You have a point. Then let’s go.”

“Where?”

“To the internal medicine ward. Aren’t all the people with stomachaches there? If you go there and see if there’s anyone who says they’re sick, you should open up their stomach.”

"that……."

You're saying it opens right away like this?

No, of course… … .

Since I'm right here, there's no chance of a major accident.

At least in terms of drinking skills, I could probably cover up anything.

After all, I was a professor, right?

He's still a professor though.

In the 21st century, you can't get away with it like this.

It's really fu*king hard… … .

“Right now?”

“You don’t know how many more times that Jemel idiot will kill. You know? That’s where the most corpses are found, actually?”

“That’s true.”

Corpse vendor, vendor… … .

The ones that kill the most are Jemel or Blundell.

under…….

Thinking about that really makes my heart suffocate… … .

Okay, I've decided.

This is something that has to be done somehow.

“Then let’s go.”

“As expected, you are so refreshing!”

"yes yes."

“He is indeed my brother! Hahaha!”

I headed to the internal medicine clinic with Liston, who was laughing heartily.

Not only the surgical ward, but also the internal medicine clinic and ward were another name for hell.

“Ugh… … .”

“Save me… … .”

“Huh… … .”

I just looked through the crack in the hospital room door, and wow… … .

It really drains a lot of blood.

You can live with that much weight.

Maybe blood donation could be done in 1 liter instead of 400 mL?

I don't know about the 21st century, but it might work for people from the 19th century.

“Is this it?”

Anyway, I followed Liston to where the sick people were.

Here too, of course, it was hell.

and.

I was receiving all kinds of treatment.

“Huh? What are you doing here?”

It was carried out by the hands of several doctors, one of whom was Jemel.

He was in the best position because he was the leader of these doctors, and so he was the first to notice our approach.

No, maybe other people noticed first, but they were too scared of Liston to open their mouths.

“Oh, I’m going to see some patients with stomach aches.”

“Ship? Why do you want to learn internal medicine now? Think carefully… … .”

“No, I’m going to have stomach surgery.”

“No… … What are you talking about? If you open the stomach, the person will die.”

Jemel spoke with a very serious expression on his face.

People die.

That wasn't entirely wrong.

As of yet… … .

Because I wasn't there.

“If you don’t open the stomach, you won’t die. If you had treated everything, I wouldn’t have come either.”

“Is it wrong to criticize someone who is working hard? Oh, oh, and there are patients too, so you can say something like that.”

“There are some patients who look like they’re going to die, right? Among them, there are probably some patients who the director told us not to treat any more.”

“Uh… … Then that is… … ?”

“I can’t pay the money anyway. There’s no way.”

“That’s… … that’s true.”

Materialism, materialism, this is when materialism really becomes the culmination of materialism.

If you don't have money and your family background is poor, then you're just not the same person, right?

Jemel had similar thoughts, so he stepped back quietly, making his previous comments about people dying seem meaningless.

So we were faced with four people who were close to death, yet at the same time left without treatment.

'Should I say I was lucky?'

Should I say that I'm lucky?

Because I didn't have money, I didn't get blood drawn or take medicine.

I mean, just being sick was like, in this day and age, this might have been the best prognosis.

At least I didn't do anything stupid.

“Okay, let’s check it now.”

"yes."

With that in mind, I began to examine the patients with Liston.