Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 201

Episode 201: Prevention is also important [1]

Surgery practice?

I've had enough.

To begin with, for someone as skilled as me, even if it's a new technique, it doesn't take that long.

I wouldn't say it's a state of complete flexibility, but…

But isn't that level just around the corner?

It may be a bit harsh to say that it is only a local flap surgery, and even that includes jawbone resection, but anyway, there is no need to be afraid of such a surgery.

“Okay, let’s make the incision. Make sure you get the anesthesia right.”

"yes!"

But this surgery was definitely not easy.

First of all, the anesthesia itself was extremely challenging.

I have to anesthetize you by blowing gas through your mouth and nose, but I have to have surgery on your mouth, right?

Then, I had to make it go in only through the nose, but when I tried it once, it kept breaking because the capacity was usually insufficient.

How did you know?

“Why are you staring, Senior?”

“Huh? No, I want to do that… … Today, especially?”

We tried it with our experienced assistant Alfred.

It could be that it was Liston that caused the pain… … .

Even if Liston pressed his fist into her sternum, it couldn't have been more painful than tearing flesh and cutting bone, right?

So we decided to take a bit of a risk.

First, keep pushing gas into your nose.

"now!"

"yes!"

And put it in your mouth every now and then.

When I have free time like this.

“Breathe, hold your breath! You didn’t drink it, did you?”

“No, that’s not it?”

“You drank, you son of a bitch.”

“Get out of the way!”

Dangers were, of course, everywhere.

In the first place, the anesthetic gas we use is nitrous oxide, right?

It has a nickname, laughing gas, and it was said that drinking a little bit of it made you feel better.

It makes me feel better, which is generally a good thing, but… … .

What happens when the person performing the surgery becomes overly excited?

'Usually the patient will die, right?'

I pushed Joseph, who was sulking, aside along with Liston.

Still, it wouldn't have taken up much capacity, so it would recover quickly.

I did my best to hold my breath while the gas was blown into my mouth.

I decided to step back once I judged that I had drunk… … .

Since this is a colorless and odorless gas, it was not easy to determine it.

"good."

“What’s good? Are you feeling good? You too.”

“No, I’m glad the surgery is going well.”

“Oh, me again.”

So we decided to take the feeling of being better as a signal.

Since he couldn't make the decision on his own, someone had to make the decision for him.

The surgery itself isn't easy, but the anesthesia is really…

“The professor will do it for you here.”

"good."

"hmm."

“No, I’ll do my best.”

"yes."

Anyway, I barely managed to clean up the oral mucosa and expose the bone.

Up to this point, the work had been quite detailed, but cutting the bone was a whole other realm.

If I had a chainsaw, I could figure out how to do it… … .

When I told that to the blacksmith, he looked at me like I was crazy.

How can you make a metal object in the form of a thread that is thin but hard enough to cut through bone?

In martial arts novels, it is said that spiders spew such silk out of their anus, but here, it was stark reality.

Or maybe it's a virtual Earth that only resembles reality in superficial ways.

“Whoaap!”

It was okay though.

Because we have the Sword Master.

Aren't we humans capable of cutting bones in an instant, and doing so vertically, with just a small-designed saw?

Crunch.

Even this patient's bones were a bit rotten, or was it because she was a woman and her bones were thinner?

"huh?"

“Have you cut it already?”

“Oh. I almost cut it more.”

It was cut off so quickly that the word 'in an instant' would be an exaggeration.

Liston's saw stopped just below his jawbone.

If you go in a little further, you'll reach an artery.

A branch from the carotid artery or the carotid artery itself is divided.

'He must be dead… … .'

Coming here and having a surgery was extremely risky.

First of all, since they didn't disinfect properly in the past, wasn't there a risk of infection in all surgeries?

Of course, we are not completely free from such danger even now… … .

It was dangerous anyway, but today it was especially dangerous.

The surgery itself is too risky.

"breath!"

"town."

First of all, it was difficult to hold my breath here and there.

If possible, you should avoid facial surgery… … .

“But I survived because it was me.”

“That’s right. If it were me, I would have died.”

This is exactly what Liston said.

Since the force was that strong, I was able to stop it by applying some force. If it were me, I would have just cut it off.

Crunch.

Anyway, the jawbone on the other side was also cut off, and now it was sticking out in a lump along with some rotten flesh.

The surgery was being performed in the lecture room as usual, so the doctors in the hospital, including the director, were quite surprised.

"and……."

“Why do they perform such vicious surgeries?”

The guy I was talking about just now is Kane, who was having surgery for kidney stones.

To hear such words from the guy who performed the most vicious surgery.

The problem, if there was one, was that it was still too early.

What's even more terrifying comes next.

“Uh huh.”

“I heard the story, but… … .”

“To think of something like that… … .”

“There is no such thing as Frankenstein.”

“Oh, you mean that novel?”

“Yes. They are dressing up a corpse. This is even more gruesome because they are dressing up a living person.”

Even I thought it was terrible.

Because they made an incision in his chest and were pushing the remaining flesh into his chin.

But even so, how can you compare it to Frankenstein, which is a horror novel and a gore novel?

This was a bit unfair.

And Gibbon?

There's a wonderful word called reconstruction, but what is it?

"hmm……."

“Hmm. I don’t feel well… … .”

“Do I have to stay like that for a month?”

“How can you live?”

I say this over and over again, but I'm saving lives of people who would otherwise die if they didn't have this surgery.

Of course, I'm not sure yet whether I can really live there or not.

First of all, since there is some flesh exposed, there is a risk of infection.

Also, because I was in such a weakened state… … .

I don't even know if I can endure the surgery itself.

Just talking like this makes me more and more depressed… … .

“Good.”

“Okay. Oh, it’s not because of the gas, is it?”

“No. You”

“Me too. I think the surgery went well.”

“Yeah. I think the surgery went really well. Now that I look at it, it looks pretty good.”

After doing everything, I think it was definitely a good idea to do it.

Because we were able to fill in more flesh than was missing… … .

Even if it doesn't look like it's going very well, it actually is.

This will decrease later.

Our bodies adapt to situations better than we think, and muscles do this best.

The part I filled in is the muscle part that was attached to the chest.

Although the chest function will be reduced to this extent… … .

People must eat to live.

Sacrificing the ability to move for more important functions.

“Just in case, let’s dig through this hidden hole.”

“Hmm. Yeah. That would make sense.”

But I was so fat that I thought it would be difficult to breathe through my mouth.

It may be safe now that we are squeezing and watching over you, but there is also the possibility that you could die at night from not being able to breathe while sleeping alone.

So I drilled a hole in his neck.

“Oh.”

“Oh my… … .”

"crazy……."

Seeing that sight, the other guys started to fuss.

I felt like going there and beating all the big guns.

Those crazy guys… … .

uh?

They don't even think about what they're doing.

Anyway, we finished with that one patient and immediately started on the next surgery.

That could be because the surgery was finished sooner than expected.

If not, I would have done it tomorrow.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

“You’re weak.”

“It’s okay. How about you, hyung?”

“I am strong.”

“Yes. Then… … let’s go right away.”

"good."

To be honest, and this is a bit late, I think I was also under the influence of drugs.

It makes no sense for a person to think that they can do two major surgeries back to back.

But in the end, it turned out well.

I guess it was practice, the second time was better.

what…….

Although it is a time when a successful surgery and survival are two separate things… … .

Anyway, we finished both surgeries before dinnertime even arrived, and we were back to face the patients in a neat and tidy manner.

The mirror was deliberately not shown.

I even kept them separate.

The hospital room was placed in the research lab because there was no such room.

“It’s okay. You’ll be able to do it once the swelling goes down.”

“Swoosh.”

Neither of them said much.

It was only natural since he had a hole drilled in his neck.

“Are you really taking this?”

The one who was busy was the painter.

He drew the two patients' appearances without coloring them.

He was frowning the whole time, but judging from the pungent smell of vomit that was coming from him, he must have gone and vomited.

If I had stopped by the dissection room even once before cleaning, I think I would have vomited everywhere.

“That’s right.”

Anyway, the picture is drawn vividly.

It was the same both before and after the surgery.

“Good job.”

Liston looked at the painting again, looked satisfied, and handed over some money.

I couldn't tell if it was more than I had thought or if I didn't think he would give me anything at all.

Anyway, I left feeling happy.

“Okay, okay. If it’s not too hard, let’s go together.”

Liston paid the money and got into the carriage.

Then he looked at me.

It was a bit absurd.

‘Aren’t you going to cause trouble… …?’

If that's the case, wouldn't Carl Chan Liston be the best?

What do I need?

Looking at him with that kind of expression, Liston burst out laughing.

“You have a higher reputation than I thought?”

“Me? Well… … I discovered anesthesia and stuff.”

“No, in the back alley.”

“A back alley? Why?”

Would I be able to do that?

We've never fought.

I was supposed to watch a fight though.

Since Liston lost unilaterally, was it more of a massacre than a fight?

Anyway, I was confused.

“They say he’s a Qing gangster. His face looks quite powerful.”

“No… … I… … .”

“And think about it. Feeding people shit, cutting holes in their throats, chopping off limbs, cutting off jaws… Who else on the streets of London is as vicious as you?”

“It’s not just me… … and it’s part of the treatment… … .”

“How would people know that? The director said that now you won’t be with me and you can be alone. He said people are afraid.”

"ah."

this.

Have I caused a lot of misunderstandings?

Apart from that, it was important to stop the production of white phosphorus matches, so I had no choice but to get on the carriage with Liston.

As I listened carefully, I could tell that I was indeed a person with a reputation.

'It's a Qing gang… … '

'No, it's Cheong. He's a sorcerer from a country called Joseon.'

'A sorcerer? Then it shouldn't be like this, right now… … .'

'Shh. Don't say anything like that. You'll be cursed!'

'A curse?'

‘I don’t know… … I’m so in the dark about the news.’

It seemed like news to me, but it was something I had no idea about.

I was curious, so I listened.

'Didn't thousands of people die in Paris this time?'

'I heard that was the case.'

'That's the curse that the author put in place. Otherwise, how could it have happened when the curse went in and gotten better when it came out?'

'Ugh.'

crazy.