Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 156

Episode 156 Now, let's start disinfecting more… … [2]

toy……?

I wondered if I had misheard, so I asked Liston again.

“A microscope. A microscope.”

“Yeah, that’s right. That toy.”

"hmm."

The conversation was going on parallel lines.

That was because Liston and I had such different perceptions of microscopes.

‘Does this make sense… … You’re a doctor and you call a microscope a toy… … Oh, is that so?’

Aren't there quite a few among the professors?

People who are so proud of their department being the best that they end up thinking that only their department is the best.

Since Liston is a man with quite a bit of that kind of talent, it was possible that it could be so.

Surgery is the best.

What are those guys looking through a microscope?

What kind of thoughts are you talking about?

When I think about the role of pathology in modern medicine, it's a really absurd thought, but the 19th century was a time when absurd things happened every day, if not almost every moment, so I thought that this time was no different.

“Are there people who look at microscopes?”

“Oh, there are. There are a lot. You know that, right?”

“Oh, really? Who are you?”

I asked with that in mind, and still got a positive answer.

Now that I think about it, there definitely must be a few people in this hospital.

Aren't these guys really experimental?

To be honest, I think it would be more correct to see it as a spirit of adventure rather than an experimental spirit… … .

'Blundell too… … Even though he's crazy, so are Jemel and Thomas. Not to mention Kane.'

As I was thinking about it, it occurred to me that all the professors whose names I know are really unique.

I thought it was a really great era and hospital.

Anyway, while I was thinking like this, Liston thought about my question and then answered it.

“Yeah, I guess Sir Damien is there.”

"huh?"

It was such a surprising part that I found myself asking back without realizing it.

Was that person also well-versed in medicine?

Well… … that could be the case.

I think I've heard that medicine used to be something of a hobby?

It may not be accurate since I only touched on things that are not directly related to clinical practice, but anyway.

“Sir Damien, that’s right. Microscopes are usually expensive items.”

“Ah… … That’s expensive.”

Well, it seems like it would be expensive.

There's no way it'd be easy to cut glass and increase the magnification, right?

Weren't you surprised the last time you were making a new surgical instrument?

In this day and age, the prices of custom-made tools and items were truly outrageous.

Even if the industrial revolution had occurred, it would have been a long time before automation took hold.

“That’s right. That’s why only nobles have them. As I said before, they’re very expensive toys.”

"ah……."

It turns out that those toys were really toys… … .

This is crazy… … .

Is this a reproduction of anesthesia gas?

Did you originally have it but just use it for playing?

'These kids… … Are you sure they're not just stopping? There aren't other things there, right?'

As it turns out, most of the drugs were already developed in the 19th century, but they were being used in different ways… … .

I should go to the party sometime and do some research.

Are you saying that there might be a treasure trove there?

“But why all of a sudden?”

“Oh, no. I just thought of something.”

“Is this perhaps a revelation from the Lord?”

At the word 'thought', Liston sat up.

It was about revelation and such.

If it were normal, I would have told him to stop talking nonsense and hit him once, but… … .

Since my opponent was Liston and I was in the 19th century, where science and superstition coexisted, my reactions naturally came out differently.

“I think so. I was worried after the surgery earlier, so I prayed for a long time.”

Didn't they say that lies beget lies?

I don't think there's ever been a time when I felt that more than now.

Even if I call it praying, I think it would only be about 10 minutes if I add up all the times I've done it in my entire life…

It's been a while.

“As expected, you are faithful. Yes, we must never stop praying for the sick.”

“Yes, yes. That’s right.”

“Anyway, if there is a possibility of revelation, I can’t stay silent.”

Liston sat up at the word revelation.

I also put on a coat.

I hope not, but… … .

After thinking about it carefully, I wondered if I could go see Sir Damien without Liston.

Of course, since you have done me a favor, I won't treat you coldly, but the road to get there could be extremely dangerous.

It's hard to say that London's security is good, even in vain.

'Besides, I am small and precious… … .'

Strictly speaking, they were on the large side rather than the small side, but there were so many guys whose faces were so scary that it made my stomach churn.

“Let’s go together. I’m almost done reviewing the surgery I had earlier.”

“Oh, yes. It would be great if you could come with me, hyung.”

So I nodded readily and headed to Sir Damien with Liston.

Of course, the way there was safe.

Although they were going by carriage, they got into trouble here and there, and whenever Liston showed up, he would suddenly burst out apologizing.

-Eek, sorry.

-Cow, Sword Master… … .

-Lee, Dr. Liston, I'm sorry!

Like this?

“Ah… Dr. Liston and Dr. Piyoung? I’ll contact you inside. Please have a seat for a moment.”

After arriving, it was a situation where no problem could possibly arise.

Isn't that inevitable?

I am a benefactor.

Liston was originally like that, but recently it has established itself as the undisputed best sword in London, or rather the best name in London.

“They asked me to come in. I see you are in a very good mood.”

Should I call him a guard?

I went inside, guided by someone I didn't know who to call.

Of course, Sir Damien's house was also a mansion.

As we entered through the magnificent gardens, we came into sight of Sir Damien.

I didn't feel it at all when I saw him before, but now that I look at him, he is truly the epitome of nobility.

Well, it was natural that he would be full of guilt as he was a nobleman with a title.

'But I can't help but think of that 100 times more embarrassing pose… … .'

I said hello, trying hard not to think about the image I had seen during the surgery.

“Hello, Sir Damien.”

“Yes, nice to meet you. How have you been? Thanks to you, I am doing very well.”

Yeah, I can tell just by looking at your face.

This is truly the face of a person who has been completely emptied.

'I'm so glad my surgery went well… '

But in fact, I was half in doubt.

Will this work?

really?

I'm not a urologist… … .

Anyway, since it went well, wouldn't it be nice to receive something in return?

You're just going to borrow it, use it, and give it back to me without me asking for anything, right?

No, if I saw it and thought the magnification was terrible, I wouldn't even borrow it.

“Yes, I am doing really well thanks to Your Majesty’s kindness.”

“What do you mean, I just met the director and had a few meals with him.”

“Yes, that was a huge help.”

Did you only eat rice?

He must have patted my shoulder and told me to take good care of him.

Since I am not a so-called royal, I know it well because I have seen it from the side a lot.

and…….

The treatment changed so much that I wondered if it was really okay.

Well, I don't think anyone in the hospital said anything.

Liston Duck may be bigger, but if there were guys who couldn't physically do it, he would show his strength.

“So… … What brings you here today? I thought you were already done with your treatment, but is there something you want?”

Sir Damien, given his position, did not hesitate to ask for help, but he realized that I had come to ask him for a favor.

“Say anything. If you ask me to kill someone, I’ll do it depending on their status. Haha.”

He said something even more eerie than I expected.

Anyway, I was thinking about that too, and I thought that borrowing a microscope would definitely work.

“Excuse me, do you have a microscope?”

At my words, Sir Damien's face changed to the face Liston had made earlier.

This kid's got a face that says, "What is he talking about?"

“That’s… why are you looking for that toy?”

“That… …I wanted to try it once.”

“Haha. It’ll take a while to find it, so just wait a moment.”

"yes yes."

“It’ll be in the warehouse somewhere. Let’s have some tea while I’m looking for it.”

"yes."

“Listen. You sit down too.”

"yes."

Sir Damien, perhaps wondering if she was playing a prank, told his servants to bring it to him and sat down on the sofa.

Perhaps because it was so well maintained, there wasn't even that common dusty smell coming from the sofa.

If you're going to be this concerned about hygiene, you should spend more time washing your body too.

Although I don't know, it must have been quite some time since that Damien Sir had washed his body.

maybe…….

Is there a very good chance that the day I had surgery was the last day I washed?

It goes without saying that Queen Elizabeth, who was known for her obsessive-compulsive disorder, bathed about once a month.

“The car is very nice.”

Liston, with his evil face, said that the tea was good and smelled good, even though he liked alcohol more than tea, and that it was strong.

Actually, I do enjoy it a bit, so I don't really have anything to say…

I kept wanting to say something.

“What about you?”

me?

I am…….

ah.

Ah, I want to eat it.

An iced Americano served on finely chopped ice that will make your head spin after just one sip!

“It’s very good. The flavor of the black tea is really good.”

“Haha. I knew it. This is really good stuff. It’s from Yunnan. You know? The Qing Dynasty.”

“Oh, yes. Of course. That’s why the car is so luxurious.”

“You really… … like tea and I like your taste.”

Of course, as always, what came out of my mouth was a joke.

It's all because of those 19th century guys that I, who was synonymous with honesty and trustworthiness, have become like this.

“Your Highness.”

“Ah, you’re here. No, you should have cleaned it when you brought it in. What am I going to do if I bring it in like this?”

“Oh, sorry! I’ll clean it up.”

In the meantime, the microscope arrived.

Covered in dust.

Naturally, the Duke's scolding followed, and soon a shiny, polished microscope arrived in front of me.

What it looks like is… … .

‘It looks very different from the optical microscopes I usually use… … .’

I really can't tell just by looking at it.

No, I don't even know how to look at it.

“Let me see. Now that you mention it, this is your first time seeing this.”

Instead of trying to see what I was looking at, I was dismantling the microscope itself, and Sir Damien sensed something and moved in front of me.

Then, he operated it quite familiarly and put the black tea leaves next to him on top.

“There’s a reason why this is expensive. It’s really amazing. Come see.”

"yes."

I looked and it turned out to be an item that could also have its magnification adjusted.

It doesn't seem very detailed, but I think it's possible to get up to about 100.

What Sir Damien gave was 50 times.

Anyway, when I saw it, it looked much better than I expected.

"her……."

At this point, you'll probably see real bacteria.

No, I see it.

I could be sure.

The black tea leaves are this huge… … .

Even the internal organization is visible.

If the magnification were higher than this, I could be sure that it would be visible.

“Isn’t that strange? Haha. Be careful, I haven’t been out in a few months either.”

“I’m worried. I can’t believe you suddenly thought of getting addicted to toys.”

“You lead him well. Even though he is a genius, he is still a child.”

“Haha. You’re so immature. Don’t worry. I’ll lead you well even if it means hitting you.”

While I was pondering the future of medicine, the two adults were venting their frustrations.

'Just wait and see. I'll now… …create the concept of real disinfection.'

Instead of getting angry, I decided to grit my teeth.

I was confident that if I showed him something, Liston would accept it even if no one else did.

Liston, who looks like the most closed-off person, but is the most open-minded man.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that there was little to fear as long as that person was on my side.