Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 168

Episode 168: Sailing [1]

Right away.

The coachman shamelessly climbed onto the carriage with his face still red.

‘Aren’t there any laws regarding drunk driving yet… …?’

I don't think so.

Aren't hobbies like hunting still popular among the aristocracy and the nouveau riche?

Before coming here, I wondered how hunting could be a hobby rather than a means of livelihood… … .

The nobles' hunt was not as salty and pleasant as I had imagined.

You could think of it as a picnic with guns.

He went and had a drink and everything.

In other words, it means drinking, riding horses, and shooting guns.

But what's the problem with drinking and driving a carriage?

“Hey, mister!”

“Huh? I’m watching everything.”

“What are you looking at! I almost got hit in the tree!”

“No, no. I can see everything.”

"ah……."

Yeah, he didn't drink alcohol.

And then I saw that even though I was leading like a dog, the words came out perfectly.

Of course, the coachman wasn't completely clueless, so he didn't speed up either.

'If a car is made in this situation… … it will be X?'

uh?

Do you think these kids will run at full speed?

They drink alcohol and the bad guys probably shoot guns there too.

If you think that's too much of a leap, come here and take a look.

Come and live!

'When was the first car made?'

I don't know.

I have no idea.

I wish I had known this would happen, I should have studied some history before coming, but that regret quickly subsided.

Common sense would have told you this would happen.

Someone come and tell you that as soon as you become a professor, you are diagnosed with a brain tumor, and you go to see a doctor, but you get hit by a truck and die, and when you open your eyes, you are in 19th century London.

When I said I was falling behind, a fist flew.

“What are you thinking about again?”

While I was thinking about useless things and at the same time looking at the horses with anxious eyes, Joseph spoke to me.

With his hands, he was fiddling with the talisman the old man had given him earlier.

"uh……."

Just when I started to think that I couldn't say that I was thinking about cars, my mouth moved first.

“I was wondering if you were okay, sir.”

“Ah, as expected. You are a good guy.”

Is this the power of the Kura Master?

It's not a passive skill, but appropriate jokes just pop out randomly.

“Anyway, I thought the ship… … was just nice… … .”

“Because of you, sir?”

“Oh. My dad isn’t that much of a prankster, is he?”

“You’re a prankster… … .”

A prankster can never have 19th century surgery.

It's the same even if the anesthesia wears off.

Since local anesthesia is not possible, pain is bound to occur when performing disinfection or other procedures.

Especially since there are no effective antibiotics or disinfectants, the treatment is bound to be more severe.

-You can just drink alcohol.

-No… … The surgical site is swollen.

-What are you talking about? Everyone says this.

-I am Dr. Liston's disciple.

-ah.

I think it would be a bit unfair to call someone a joker who just had his stomach cut open yesterday and was looking for alcohol when he was told he was going to get sick.

What that means is that sailing is not usually this difficult… … .

“I guess everything will be okay since Dr. Liston is here.”

“That’s right. Is that so?”

“It will be like that.”

“What can the sea do… … .”

We were even more scared by the old man's terrified face and the amulet he had given us.

When we arrived in London, Alfred, who was already fully prepared, welcomed us.

“How is your father?”

“Huh? Huh. Our Pyeong-i made the surgery amazing.”

“You’re really amazing. You had a stomach operation, right? But how did you know it was a surgeon?”

If it were the old days, I would have been quite surprised at a time like this, right?

But not now.

How did you know?

“I saw it while dissecting it.”

"aha."

I already made a joke.

Of course, this is all thanks to the fact that I have been working so hard on dissecting things.

So no matter what you say, it all sounds plausible.

“Anyway, my father knew everything about me, from the very beginning.”

“Oh… … Shouldn’t I at least say thank you?”

“He’s abroad now. He’s a merchant.”

“Oh, right. Surely you don’t carry around a talisman or something, do you?”

I don't think that's possible.

What kind of talisman would people who go around on boats like that have?

I'll just ride it well!

“Ah, ah. That’s right. Look at my mind.”

But as always, my expectations were betrayed.

Before I knew it, I was holding the talisman Alfred had given me.

It was even newer than the one Joseph's uncle had given him.

“Make sure to keep this with you.”

“Don’t we all believe in the Lord?”

“I don’t know. It’s a tradition.”

"ah."

these guys.

If you think about it, aren't they all just pretending to go to church?

Actually, seeing what they do outside, it seemed like that might be the case.

Lord, how can those who say, “Lord,” go to a colony and do such things?

“Anyway, let’s rest for today. Let’s go tomorrow. I heard our cabin is really nice. It won’t be that hard, probably.”

"oh."

The discontent that had been building up for a moment soon subsided.

Yes, it seems that the old man is indeed the Lord's child.

If you have a cabin, then that's the way it should be.

Yeah, I know grace too.

It's true that the British have done bad things in world history, but not all British people are bad, right?

While thinking about that, I was trying to relieve some of the stress and tension that had built up for a while, and then I drank some good wine that I had brought from Upton, and then the film blacked out.

So… … it's morning.

"uh……."

It wasn't that much, it was in front of the ship.

No, I think it would be more correct to say that it is in front of Liston now.

“What are you so surprised about?”

It seemed a bit safe to begin with, didn't it?

Now he is a true wandering warrior himself.

It seemed like he had hired attendants to help him out, but the load he was carrying seemed to be several times that amount.

No, how can you carry something like that on your back?

Are you really going to turn Manara into a real person?

“Shouldn’t we also do mask experiments and show off our advanced surgical techniques and anatomy?”

“Is there a body there?”

“What are you talking about? You’ll rot on the way there.”

"ah."

Is the reason you don't take it because it's rotting?

You can just pickle it in formalin… … .

No, that's not it.

“Hey, sir. You know the French bastards’ lack of law-abiding spirit, right?”

“Oh, yes.”

Even if you don't know, you should know.

Because Liston really hates French people, like he got slapped by them when he was little.

“Yeah, that’s right. It’s not like it only has disadvantages.”

"yes?"

“I heard that it’s really easy to get the body. They just dig it up and bring it over. They bring it over before they even spread the dirt, so it’s in really clean condition.”

"ah……."

Of course, London isn't the only city that's uncivilized.

How could Paris be an exception?

I had high hopes.

“Oh, and… … one more thing. Did you know there was a revolution in Paris?”

Everyone nodded except me.

French Revolution in my head… …?

Marie Antoinette… … ?

As this was going on, Liston continued speaking.

“They say the nobles are dying… … They’re just the kind of guys who do that periodically, so there’s nothing to worry about. It has nothing to do with us. But, Colin?”

"yes."

“Just be careful with your self-control. It won’t show, so don’t worry.”

"yes……."

After saying something so casually that it could have been quite hurtful, Liston turned to look at the ship.

“And I’ve arranged some delicious restaurants for you through some acquaintances of mine. The French may not know anything about anything else, but their food is delicious, so you can look forward to that.”

and.

I liked that too.

Come to think of it, I didn't really have any connection with French food in my past life either.

It's also because I died at the very moment when I was just becoming a professor and was about to bloom, but strangely, French food felt like it had no appeal in Korea.

I think it's because it doesn't suit my taste…

'It's a hundred times better than British food.'

You can be sure.

It'll be much tastier than these crazy guys who make jelly out of eel and put raw cucumber on fish and boil it to eat it.

These guys here collectively seem to have tongues that are like something's wrong.

Or maybe the nose… … .

'uh?'

Could it be that the Thames, that dirty water, is what created the age-old British culinary traditions?

Did you get spoiled by that when you were young and now you can only make food like that?

“Come on, let’s go. I heard our cabin is really nice.”

As I was thinking about that, Liston led us and pointed to the ship.

The ship is… … .

The ship had a sail.

It was strange.

Isn't this the age of steam engines?

As far as I know, there was also a steam locomotive being tested… … ?

“It’s a ship called the Clipper. It’s said to be very fast.”

No, where did the steamer go?

Why a sailing ship in the 19th century?

"and."

"good night."

“Is this the latest?”

Am I the only one who has this question? Other guys were all laughing and having fun.

I looked around the harbor to see if the old man had been hit, and it really was all sailing ships.

No, I can see a steamer… … .

Small… … .

be small……!

'Are there still… … commercially available steamships? Is that so?'

So isn't this just no different from the Age of Exploration?

Speaking of sailors of that era… … .

“Oh, be careful… … I’m sorry about that.”

It's going to be incredibly rough.

And just now I saw a man who was exactly what you would think of as a sailor, a typical rough seaman, bump into Dr. Liston, glare at him, and then he fell down like lightning.

'Yeah, maybe there's nothing to worry about.'

okay.

That's probably it.

That's how it should be.

Actually, I was secretly hoping for a ship similar to, if not better than, the Titanic.

Anyway, when I came up here, I found this ship to be pretty good.

No, it was pretty good.

In particular, the cabin assigned to us was so nice that it could be said to be luxurious.

"and."

“Good.”

“You really spent a lot of money, sir.”

“Yes, it’s first class. The food is different, too. They said it wasn’t that expensive because the voyage was short.”

"oh……."

good night.

No, it was good.

It was good until we set sail.

“Ugh.”

When I was on a cruise ship in my past life, I thought I didn't get seasick?

no.

It's so awesome.

There is no way that someone wouldn't do something when it shakes like this…

“Plain… … It’s too weak.”

There it is.

Liston is not doing it.

I don't know if I should say it was fortunate, but everyone else except him was feeling seasick.

No, it's not just our group, other people are like that too.

Is this normal?

“All passengers, please take your seats! A storm is coming!”

It seemed like it wasn't normal.

Yeah, there's no way the boat would rock that much.

Anyway, we gathered in the room, took out our amulets and crosses, and started praying.

The funny thing was that Liston also brought an amulet.

Anyway, as I was praying so haphazardly, I either threw up a lot or it was just time to go to bed. I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the storm seemed to have passed in the meantime.

Instead, something else came to the rescue.

“Oh, good. That’s good timing.”

“There’s someone badly injured here!”

Was a patient.