Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 164

Episode 164 Experiment… … [6]

I don't know if it's because the water was poured on it or if the human itself is just too strong…

'My breathing is getting better… … .'

Does pouring salt water usually result in something like this?

If that were the case, there would be no one that modern medicine could not save.

But what is it like in reality?

They're dying like crazy.

Even if you really try your best and use amazing equipment.

'Isn't this the real Earth?'

Aren't these guys not Earthlings?

So it couldn't be a coincidence that I had these thoughts.

It can't be helped.

Is this real?

“Haha. Water is a cure-all.”

I felt like I was witnessing a miracle right before my eyes, so I just stayed quiet.

Meanwhile, Dr. Liston, who had removed the intubation and even sutured it himself, laughed heartily.

Looking at it again, his skills were good.

How can you do something like that after only teaching me for so long?

I have a habit of trying to align the cut edges on both sides perfectly when suturing, so if I could just improve that, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I'm a suturing expert.

He's definitely not called Sword Master for nothing.

“Yeah. I guess so. Hmm.”

It was okay for Liston to say something like that.

Since I'm a surgeon by profession and have no choice but to move around with him, I can prevent accidents before they happen.

Moreover, surprisingly, it had a delicate side.

It's true that the persuasiveness has been greatly reduced because I fed it this strange stuff just yesterday…

Still, among 19th century doctors, he was quite, huh? To this extent, he was really cautious.

'That person… … .'

Blundell, on the other hand, was a much more radical man than Liston.

Wasn't he the one who mixed blood with you?

In addition, I have a lofty dream of preventing burial alive… … .

After I made him a stethoscope and gave him one, it seems like he hasn't caused any more accidents, but looking at the things he did before, there were many things that made me wonder if they were really death confirmations or confirmed kills.

No, where on earth did the idea of stabbing someone in the heart and seeing if blood spurts out come from?

'That guy is someone who wouldn't be strange if you just poured water on him from now on… … The problem is… … .'

Now that it was stuck here, it was obvious that I would be watering it for a while.

Normally, that would be a big problem.

What would happen if you watered it at the wrong time for proper treatment?

For example, if you need to give medicine or drink water urgently… … .

'No, rather, is it better?'

But in the 19th century, it seemed safe to say that water was a panacea.

Wouldn't it be almost the best if they just gave us water instead of doing other weird things?

That's right.

these guys…….

Are you saying that you see patients not by establishing some theory or hypothesis, but by just imagining them?

“Is everything starting to get better now?”

“Yes, I think so.”

Anyway, I was seeing the effect of pouring water.

It was really tough until about two days later.

Making distilled water is usually not that difficult… … .

It's not like you can just give hastily prepared water to people who are already sick.

But that doesn't mean we can't give water to those who are clearly showing signs of dehydration, such as diarrhea and vomiting.

Since I can't tell you all about these complicated mechanisms, and since it's been a while since I've felt really tired…

-You bastards! Don't boil the water!

I ended up using harsh language again.

-What the heck? I don't know what it means, but it's so catchy. Is it a curse word?

-Yes, it's a curse.

– Okay. You heard everything? You bastards! Boil the water! Move quickly!

As a result, I ended up awakening a demon.

Mr. Shit.

My brother Liston's new nickname, or rather title.

Words have feelings, and as Liston said, this word was the one that made you cringe or tense up without you even knowing what it meant.

If you say English is a curse word, aren't they just some creative curse words?

The accent isn't that strong either…

-This is good.

After learning the magic words while writing something like that, Liston now uses them every day, as if thorns grow in his mouth if he doesn't say them once a day.

It may be a bit embarrassing to say that it was thanks to that, but anyway, we overcame the crisis.

“Gentlemen.”

Liston, with an impressed look on his face, called together all the students who had participated in the experiment.

They were all twenty.

Not a single person was left behind… …so no one died.

It was a mistake to conduct such an experiment, but anyway, no one died.

“Thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you, medicine has advanced once again. Seriously. The very concept of miasma will change.”

Liston patted the shoulder of the student in front of him to thank him for his hard work.

This guy had the worst symptoms, with a fever and diarrhea, and even now, there was something ominous stuck near his buttocks.

Despite that, the guy was very proud.

Although it looked unsightly… … .

'Stand up straight, you deserve it.'

How will it be recorded later?

maybe…….

Wouldn't it be remembered as the place where the concept of bacteria was first grasped in the world?

So what does it matter if there's shit on your body or something else?

These guys literally risked their lives to conduct experiments, and they even succeeded.

“Okay, then let’s go to the director.”

“To the director?”

However, Liston finished his congratulations rather hastily and left the classroom.

Even though the symptoms had improved, it was probably because I had been sneezing so much that it still smelled.

“Okay. I have to tell you this.”

“Oh, right. That’s right… … Let’s go.”

Besides, there was something urgent.

ledger.

I wonder what he does other than being called the dean, but it turns out he's a big shot in the London social circle.

If such a person could acknowledge this concept, it was clear that at least the level of medicine in London would advance.

“So… … Miasma isn’t actually air or something, but some kind of living thing?”

“Yes, no… … It’s not that there’s no air at all. There must be something there too. But it’s likely a different type. At least for us, the miasma that’s truly dangerous is these.”

Liston stormed into the director's office and thrust a scrap of paper straight into his office.

There were green germs on the paper.

It was somewhat intentional to draw it that way.

I think that if we completely differentiate between E. coli and Staphylococcus aureus, this situation will become more confusing.

“Hmm.”

The director was in agony.

Meanwhile, Liston talked about the experiments he had been conducting over the past few days.

“You fed it?”

"yes."

The director looked astonished at the outrageous experiment and asked back.

It was a moment when I realized that it wasn't for nothing that I was appointed to the position of director.

The reason I said it was a moment was because I literally felt that way only at that moment.

“Why don’t you feed it to people who are a little more difficult than students? That would be safer.”

“Then don’t you have to spend money?”

"aha."

You guys.

Are you guys really the devil?

Are you possessed by Satan?

“Anyway, as soon as we fed them, the weak ones started vomiting and having diarrhea. They lasted about three hours?”

“You’re so weak.”

I thought the story was a bit odd, so I chimed in.

“Hey, it’s not that you’re weak. It’s that you’re experiencing symptoms due to miasma.”

“Ah, ah. That’s right. The strange thing is, the ones who fought first got better first.”

“Really? The weak ones… …?”

Liston, who had gotten back on track thanks to me, looked back at me and continued speaking.

“Yes. I think it’s because the density of this miasma has decreased.”

“Ah… … You came out fighting? That’s similar to the teachings of Hippocrates.”

“No, no. That’s not it.”

Then, he looked at the director, who was repeating the same story he had told before, and made a pitiful expression.

“How can you look at your boss with that kind of face?”

“Can’t I do it?”

“Usually, yes. Okay, if I’m wrong, tell me.”

From then on, I just repeated what I said.

“Ah… … So if the miasma are these little guys, then they escaped and the symptoms got better?”

"yes."

“That sounds plausible. Certainly… … And you drank the water that was written down and were fine?”

"yes."

“But isn’t it possible that you’re just strong and fine?”

“I ate Blundell too. I ate the flatbread here too.”

“Ah. Then… … .”

Something is going my way… … .

I just felt sick for some reason.

“Certainly… … hmm.”

The director looked at my face and made a face that clearly showed that he understood, but then quickly became troubled.

No, it was more like we were going back over what we had said.

I waited quietly because I heard from none other than Liston that he was a man who used to be popular in his prime.

That's because "blown away" doesn't mean "blown away" in an academic sense.

‘Well… … To be a doctor for that long at this time… … .’

Will brute force usually do it?

How many doctors go out to see the king and never come back?

There's a reason they teach horseback riding in medical schools.

They're all dying, so run away…

There were bound to be moments when you had to fight to escape.

Seeing things like that, it seemed that Liston was truly destined to be a doctor.

“It still seems plausible when I look at it again. Let’s… make this content public. Who will be the main author?”

“It’s flat.”

“Hehehe. You really love Piyoung, huh?”

“It can’t be helped. I’ve learned more from knowing Doctor Pyeong than I have in all my years as a doctor.”

“Yes, that’s right. But… … I don’t think it’ll be accepted right away if we announce it. It’s too radical. There might be attacks.”

In the 21st century, the word attack coming out of a doctor's mouth literally meant an attack on the academic world.

That is, a rebuttal paper comes out, or a rumor spreads, or things like that… … .

“If I go with you, will anything happen?”

“Well, that’s true, Piyoung. You heard? I love you too. You should never, ever go out alone.”

Here the meaning was a bit more direct.

There were actually quite a few losers.

Haven't there actually been people who died in mental hospitals after making a valid argument?

It was a terrible time, really, when you think about it, when mental hospitals were essentially prisons during this time.

“Yes, I will keep that in mind.”

“And… …you’re going to Paris for a conference?”

"yes."

"huh?"

This seemed like something I didn't know about.

Yeah, wouldn't Liston be good enough to attend an academic conference?

As I was thinking about that, the director looked at me too.

“I’m taking the review… … If I make this public and leave, it could be dangerous, right?”

“I’m going to go and do the same experiment.”

“The same… … ? Ah… … You want me to feed you this again?”

“Yes. If we were to feed it to those who oppose our opinions, there would probably be many who would come forward, at least for the sake of their pride.”

“The French can do that, they’re brave in strange places.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Yeah, well… … Thanks to Piyoung slightly improving the way we treat wounds, the number of amputees has decreased. It’s been a long time since we’ve had such a hard time… … Go. Take care. Even though France is just around the corner, the journey by boat is difficult.”

“Are you talking to me?”

“No, it’s a swimming pool. Can’t you go swimming too?”