Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 166

Episode 166 Upturn [2]

I guess I need to lose weight first.

My first impression was like this.

It is a well-known fact that the stomach of a middle-aged man is not a very attractive thing.

In the 21st century, common sense and concepts about health have become widespread, so the term “middle age management” is no longer unfamiliar… … .

If you expect common sense or concepts here, you will be left with nothing but a broken head.

'I can't see anything just by looking at it.'

After barely gathering my thoughts, I began to examine the old man's stomach carefully.

It was like that before, but it seemed like the family situation had improved a bit recently, perhaps because the two carnivores had disappeared.

I looked at the man lying on the softer bed with his knees bent, but I couldn't see the hernia right away.

“What… is there something missing? Shouldn’t I press it?”

As everyone's eyes were focused on that place, Joseph intervened.

Perhaps he also wanted to appeal that he was recognized in his own way.

I guess it would have to be me for the rumor to spread to Upton, right?

Even if the uncle or aunt didn't say anything, it was obvious that they felt slightly upset.

So instead of saying anything to Joseph like I usually do, I decided to give him some space.

Shouldn't I repay the favor?

Then our mom and dad will continue to live here too.

“Oh, okay. I can’t see anything. But I don’t have any stomach pain, so it’s a bit hard to press on it… .”

“Then what should I do? Is it possible that there is no disease in this area?”

Of course, it wasn't easy to give it a go.

What should I do to make it float?

What can I do if I keep getting kicked in the butt like this… … .

'No. I'm not a joke master for nothing.'

But I had to try my best.

So I just nodded at the ambiguous part that Joseph had just pointed out.

“Oh, yeah. I don’t think there will be any sick people here.”

It was an area that did not seem like a place where a hernia would occur.

Well, if he had been hurt before, I don't know, but I don't remember having been hurt before.

Even though I came by boat, I wasn't really hurt.

Considering his age, the area where he could actually be having problems now would be his groin.

This meant that if this side became loose, there was a possibility that the intestines would come out.

If only it had been a little thinner, it would still be visible, but unfortunately, a thick layer of fat was covering everything.

“Hmm.”

“Sir, you said it hurt when you strained, right? What came out?”

“Huh? Oh, oh. That’s right.”

“Then shall I give it some strength?”

“Where… where?”

badge.

Where else would you go when you're looking at a ship?

Every time something like this happens, I really feel like I'm back in the 19th century.

As my patience was getting better, I told him right away without even sighing.

“I’m full.”

“Aha. Okay. Ugh. Ugh.”

Anyway, as soon as the old man applied force, something bulged out from his groin area, that is, his lower abdomen.

It's a chapter.

Collection.

“Hey! This!”

It must have felt a little different to people in the 19th century who had no way of knowing such facts.

“Lord, Lord! Evil spirit!”

“No, that’s what it was! This guy! That’s why you make and sell alcohol!”

"oh my."

My father cried out to the sky.

The woman slyly grabbed the man's head, blaming it on the liquor she had been selling for decades, if not generations.

My mom?

Mom sat down.

Yeah… … If you try hard to look at it that way, it does look like something is alive and moving inside.

‘The original purpose of a intestine is to move… …?’

Since it doesn't go back to normal immediately after applying a lot of force and then releasing the force, it was possible to observe the movement of the intestines to some extent here.

This is so shaky… … .

“Joseph, what do you think… … where did he go?”

Aren't those three just ordinary people anyway?

And that too without any higher education.

People of the 19th century.

So, this kind of reaction isn't unreasonable.

But Joseph, even though he was from the same 19th century, didn't he learn a lot from watching me for several months?

Even if I educated them according to their common sense, that is, at their eye level, I believe that no one would dare to object to the fact that I have helped them develop scientific thinking.

“Lord!”

No, I don't think so.

Joseph himself is raising the rebellion.

“Joseph? The cross… … why? No, and why do you have such a big cross in your house?”

“I have to bring it down with this!”

“If you hit me like that, Dad will die!”

“No! The evil spirit is dead!”

"that."

What should I do?

I'm not that short, but I'm not as big as Joseph.

Besides, this kid's eyes are a little rolled off.

'ah.'

This is where my 19th century understanding kicked in.

Isn't there a term called VIP syndrome even in the 21st century?

Even the famous professor makes strange mistakes like a ghost when he sees his own family.

Could this be the case too?

My dad is sick so he's going crazy.

Please say so.

"no!"

“You bastard! You’re trying to kill my dad.”

“What is your name!”

“You little brat! You don’t even know your dad’s name?”

“Hey, is that an evil spirit?”

Crazy guy.

He's yelling at his father to ask what his name is.

Where have I seen it?

Act like you're an exorcist.

'If there is anyone possessed by Satan here… … .'

Could it be Joseph?

So I quietly moved behind the guy and strangled him.

It wasn't like I was pretending.

“Huh, huh?”

“If you don’t answer correctly, you will die.”

“No, Taepyeong!”

“You piece of shit, just answer the questions.”

“Huh? Huh?”

He casted the fu*king holy spell while strangling me.

Dr. Liston could change the mood in a room just by quietly mumbling "fu*k" without even having to raise his voice, but I'm not there yet.

Still, since it wasn't a problem to overwhelm Joseph, I was able to continue talking.

“Lord… … .”

“It’s because of the alcohol.”

"oh my."

It wasn't an easy task.

The noise was tremendous.

One thing that was fortunate was that, surprisingly, the old man was fine.

“There’s no way I’m possessed by an evil spirit. I go to church every Sunday and… well… I mean… .”

At least I didn't think it was the work of an evil spirit.

I didn't do that because I knew that if I asked the reason, I would inevitably be disappointed.

If I was going to live here, I had to just make sure everything was good.

You shouldn't try to do something more for no reason.

I always get hurt.

“What organs are in the stomach?”

Anyway, I asked Joseph.

Joseph began to roll his head reflexively at my question.

It seems that the constant asking of questions while teaching anatomy and surgery was effective.

He was still holding the cross, but it seemed that he was no longer doing it to strike his father, but simply because he could not bring himself to put it down on the floor.

“Uh… … Liver! Spleen!”

"more."

If it were normal, I would have hit the back of the head when I got an answer like this… … .

For now, this is also quite impressive.

So I relaxed my neck a bit more.

“Poetry, kidney and… … .”

“Not that kind of thing, just a place where food passes by.”

“Ah, up.”

"and?"

"page."

“Yeah, Jang.”

I got the answer I wanted.

Joseph also seemed to regain some of his madness as if something had occurred to him after he had picked up the word “jang.”

So now I've just let it go.

“Uh huh.”

Then the old man was briefly afraid, but only for a moment.

Anyway, since the intestines are protruding, only a very skilled warrior can move it.

I don't know if you're awake, but you're lying down.

I need to apply my strength once more to get up, but if I can endure the pain, I have to fight for independence.

Oh, by this standard, it would be martyrdom.

Anyway, since he wasn't a great person who would do something like that, he just lay there.

“Jang… …? Is that Jang?”

“Yeah. Is the intestines moving?”

“Uh… … right.”

I saw it during surgery.

To be exact, while having an appendectomy.

-Eww, what is this!

-Why this!

-Do I have to cut all of this?

We didn't dare scream loudly because we were in the middle of surgery, but I heard all three of us foolish brothers screaming like this, except for Liston and me.

If the intestines don't move, how is poop thought to be created and excreted?

Anyway, that's all a thing of the past now.

“Oh, you’re rambling. It’s Jang. But why Jang… …?”

“Well… … .”

Not anymore.

Okay, we've come this far.

Really… really great Kim Tae-pyeong!

Tae-pyeong Kim is a Korean with a strong will!

“There must be a hole here.”

“Why? Did you get a hole in your stomach?”

Of course, it was only one mountain over.

There were still many mountains to climb.

purple.

This answer is so stupid that it feels so pure.

Do you think that a intestine would pierce a human body?

That part just sags as it weakens with age.

Moreover, this area is originally where ligaments pass through several structures.

This means there is a lot of room for growth.

“I don’t know, that.”

I guess I have to say I don't know here.

Shit… … .

Oh my heavens.

If you're listening, give me something.

I don't even want a status window.

Give me at least Liston's level of brute force.

If you can't convince them rationally, you'll have to force them to submit.

"I don't know?"

But the sky remained silent as it had always been.

So I had to cast the spell again.

“Yeah. I don’t know. But, what should I say… … This is a little small, right? If there’s a gap, wouldn’t those kids be able to squeeze in easily?”

“Hmm. That’s a big deal. Should I cut the small intestines first?”

“No, that’s a bit.”

“Is that so?”

“Anyway, what’s important is father’s body… … so let’s have the surgery.”

“But isn’t this a market?”

At the mention of surgery, Joseph made a face as if asking what was going on.

This time, my understanding, which had reached its peak, also hit rock bottom, and I also made a face like, "What are you talking about?"

“The intestines are part of our body… … Is it really necessary to have surgery to remove them?”

aha.

Is this what you think?

Yeah, that could be possible.

But that can't be done now.

'It took at least a month to go to Paris and back. If I hadn't come and checked this time, I would have seen it after the market closed.'

The hole is getting wider and wider.

As more chapters are added, it becomes difficult to read at some point.

The intestines that are pressed into the hole will rot away and will surely die at this point.

“I’m going to plug the hole. I’m not going to cut open the intestines. My father is in so much pain and discomfort.”

“Ah… … But if you open the stomach, one third of them will die?”

“Yes. But… … .”

This is not the case.

There's no need to open it too much.

And how much alcohol is there here?

Here, you can have your mom and dad distill the alcohol.

“This won’t do. Let’s just give it a try.”

"uh……."

Joseph hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

“Yeah. I’ve never suffered a loss by listening to you.”

"yes?"

It seems like what I've shown you so far wasn't meaningless.

In addition, the old man nodded heartily.

“I’ve always wanted to have surgery at least once in my life!”

It was for a rather strange reason.

I guess I wanted to do it after seeing the cries of pain in the square.

It was a confusing evening in many ways.