Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 188

Episode 188: More advanced surgery [5]

“If we do it like this… … ?”

“I think I took too much… … .”

The group was still expressing their feelings as they looked at the tumor I had removed.

There wasn't much meaningful impression.

At least medically speaking.

It was a product of ignorance.

I had no intention of saying anything about it now.

At first it was a bit like that, but now it's like…

It's been a long time since I admitted that it had to be that way.

Rather, what I found curious was something else.

'How on earth did we… … finally get to do surgery with proper concepts after half a century?'

Dr. William Halstead.

The father of modern surgery.

This is the person who showed us what a genius is… … .

He was so smart that in his 30s he performed completely new surgeries, such as hernia removals, mastectomies, and cholecystectomies.

In comparison, the skills of the doctors around him were not as good as his own, to the point that he died of sepsis caused by cholecystitis.

Even though there are records showing that he taught diligently and that his students also studied with passion and sincerity, it was still like that.

'Do geniuses like that make quantum jumps once in a while?'

Luckily, there are geniuses here too.

I don't know how many there are, but one thing is certain.

Liston.

That guy is a genius.

In addition, he is very enterprising and has a lot of action.

Best of all, you don't have to convince other people when you try something new.

Literally a report of the whole family… … .

“Okay, let’s close it first. We have to do it quickly. It’s been over an hour since I was anesthetized.”

“Ah, right. But… … I think it’ll close better than I thought?”

"yes?"

“If you take this much off, won’t it usually not be pulled?”

"ah."

Look at the question now too.

It's pretty good.

This is especially true considering that the concept has not been grasped at all.

Common sense tells you that if the restraint is large, it won't be difficult to close it later, right?

Naturally, modern resection techniques have been developed taking all of these factors into account.

“If you look closely… … I dug deep like this. In fact, I barely removed any skin.”

“Hmm… … Oh, I see. Is the middle part a little off?”

“Yes. So it closes well.”

“I see… … Hmm. Hmm… … .”

What are you thinking?

Just looking at his face, it seems like he's thinking such bad thoughts that it's obvious.

Isn't there something like a vicious or cruel thought rather than a cunning direction?

Or kill someone.

Or by killing them and stealing them.

Anyway, I think someone is going to die.

But maybe.

I'm not sure, but I'm sure he's probably wondering how he can apply it to his own surgery.

Bam.

I was able to suture while thinking like that at the same time.

It was still a mess, though… … .

So, although it did not achieve any level of development compared to ordinary silk thread, the difference from before was that it was a thread that had been disinfected.

It wasn't just boiled, it was also treated with alcohol.

Even so, it won't be completely sterile.

Isn't silk actually just a form of very thin threads twisted together?

There could be bacteria or viruses in the gaps between them.

'That's… …I believe in the power of our 19th century people.'

One thing I realized since coming here is that people are strong.

I guess it's true that people in the old days were strong, but anyway, yeah.

Ji-i-ik.

With that thought, I finished the suturing completely.

Then, it seemed that I was finally beginning to notice that my breast had become noticeably different in shape from the other breast.

Everyone was sighing.

"this."

"this……."

"really……."

Still, it wasn't as intense as I thought.

Isn't the most common surgery performed in surgery amputation?

If you think about it, there are few things that change a person's form as much as amputation.

Ah, when you say amputation, you probably only think of limbs… … .

The chin is cut more than you think.

Since I'm not a specialist in Liston, I haven't seen it often…

There are many shapes.

Of course.

‘If you do something like shaving and get hurt… … .’

What if you get hurt?

It'll rot.

If I keep doing this and feel like I'm going to die, I'll cut it.

Then your jaw will be cut off.

Not only that, but since the concept of brushing teeth is almost non-existent, I heard that cavities can fester and fester so much that they can even rot the jawbone.

That means everyone is very familiar with the transformation of something.

"hmm……."

Of course, being familiar was something that only doctors shared.

For the patient, it was a completely different story.

Sophie Germain fortunately woke up from the anesthesia, but she was left speechless for a moment after looking at herself in the mirror.

'I guess so… … .'

I understand.

Because changes in appearance have a greater impact on humans than you might think.

“But I can still live, right?”

Of course, that also varies from person to person.

There are stronger people, and there are weaker people.

And Sophie Germain was a very strong person.

“Yes, I will live at least a few more years.”

It could take several years.

I'm not sure about that.

but…….

At least you'll live a lot longer than if you hadn't had the surgery.

I am sure of that.

“Then I guess I can do more math. I guess I’ll write a letter first.”

“Is it a letter?”

“Yes. I have a friend in Germany… …I’m worried.”

“Oh, do you have any friends in Germany too?”

“Yes, Gauss.”

“Gaussian… …?”

I think I know.

Is this Gauss the same Gauss?

It's a little confusing, but anyway, if a patient wants to write a letter, you can't just look at it, right?

furthermore.

“Plain. I have to go now. I have to get beaten up by those Parisians one more time.”

“Oh, yes. Is the body ready?”

I think what I just said was a bit odd.

He seemed like such a bad guy.

“Then of course you prepared. I heard there was a supply route. Of course, I heard that most of them died during this incident.”

“Oh, yes. The supply.”

I thought there would be a hanging in Paris sooner or later.

It was okay though.

Because I'm not going to do it now.

Many of the supply workers must have died from cholera, but didn't many of the policemen die as well?

Besides that, a lot of administrative power must have been exhausted.

So, what I was saying was that no one would say anything about such a trivial crime as stealing and supplying a corpse.

What the heck is all this?

Aren't we doing this for our own good?

Right away.

We left the patient like that and got into the carriage.

In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that we were able to easily overcome this great tribulation thanks to the coachman, who became very kind.

It was like that originally.

Because there's a liston.

“Go quickly. We’re late.”

“Huh? Are you late?”

“Oh, I heard it was surgery. I thought it would take about 20 minutes.”

"ah……."

“But looking at what you’re doing this time, it definitely seems like the surgery can take longer if you’re under anesthesia. Instead of dragging it out unnecessarily… … I learned something.”

“Oh, I see. That’s good.”

Yeah, if there's something to learn, that's fine.

It's a bit surprising that she thought about having a mastectomy for 20 minutes, but…

If I go back and take a closer look at how it was originally done, it probably won't be that surprising.

They probably used some weird device… … .

Because they cut it without anesthesia… … .

'This is horrible, really.'

Cutting off limbs is horrible, but cutting off a jaw or chest without anesthesia is even worse.

It could simply be that I'm just so used to amputations now…

“They’re all here!”

The groom ran as if he had just heard Liston's flowing words.

Fortunately, there were far fewer people on the streets, so it was possible to do that.

“Oh, you’re here. The body has arrived.”

Jean Pierre, who was inside, came out.

He had once been extremely emaciated, but now he had recovered greatly.

“What district did you come from?”

“There are many. You can do whatever you want.”

“A lot? It’s not cholera, is it?”

Liston's face turned pale at the mention of many.

Isn't he the same as before?

Know hygiene, that's what I'm talking about.

“No way. After all the chaos that day, no way. They just starved to death.”

“Aha, that’s good.”

It's a bit odd to say good things here… … .

Anyway, we went into a room where there were literally corpses lined up on a desk.

They said there were a lot, but there are twenty. Twenty.

These are all people who starved to death… … .

France is hell too.

Britain isn't the only place in hell.

“I didn’t tell you in advance, but the Montpellier guys are here too.”

“Korai?”

“That’s right… … He’s a theorist, not a clinical doctor. Instead, he’s someone you could call a subordinate.”

"okay?"

Each body was surrounded by several doctors.

Most of the doctors had excited faces.

As a surgeon, it was inevitable in an era when performing dissections had such an impact on improving one's skills.

Our university is slowly introducing formalin, but aren't other places doing the same?

It would not be an exaggeration to say that there were few opportunities to perform dissections, especially for young doctors who were just building their skills.

“Is it them?”

“Show me an example.”

“Where in London… … Those guys have no foundation.”

“I’ll have some black tea.”

Among them, there were some who showed a competitive spirit, and it seemed that they were the Montpellier guys.

Jean Pierre looked at them with an apologetic expression.

“They are so rude.”

“It actually turned out well.”

Of course, Liston didn't care.

Is this being overly rude?

On the contrary, it is a good thing.

Because you can lose without feeling guilty.

Is it a bit rude?

At that time, you can just step on it with your skills as you originally planned.

“You know?”

“I know.”

"good……."

“Let’s go.”

We walked towards the corpse that was left for us, with truly villainous smiles on our faces.

They said it was a corpse that died from starvation, but it was definitely dried up.

When I thought about it, I realized that this was a very unfamiliar death.

At least in 21st century South Korea, starving to death… … .

That's why I lived without thinking about starvation.

Anyway, with that thought in mind, I put on my gloves.

It wasn't just me, it was everyone.

“It’s unusual… … .”

“Those kids… … What kind of custom is that?”

Looking at that sight, the others said something or other.

Especially the Montpellier guys.

In the past, that kind of reaction was quite fatal.

To other people besides me.

I don't know why, but I was writing because I was told to, so…

“Those crazy guys.”

“Uncivilized bastards… … .”

“You might not even know there are a lot of miasmas.”

“Looking at everyone gathered today, I think at least one or two of them will die.”

Even polite Colin appears like this.

Haha.

I didn't bother to hide the laughter that came out naturally.

After laughing all the time, I realized that I was laughing in front of a dead body, maybe even yesterday, but here it was okay.

'I'm sorry. May the deceased rest in peace.'

Of course, I secretly prayed for his soul to rest in peace.

Then he picked up the scalpel and opened his mouth.

“I am Dr. Pyeong, who will be teaching anatomy from now on.”

"lecture?"

“A lecture?”

“That arrogant bastard!”

It was an expected reaction.

To expect something means to be prepared to respond.

“Brother, it’s a bit noisy.”

"okay."

Liston stepped forward.

“If you keep talking, I’ll lay you down right here.”

Then everyone became quiet.