Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 226

Episode 226 Blood transfusion [4]

I thought that public power was truly scary.

As soon as the police, and especially the police chief, took action, many things were resolved.

First of all, there was the issue of blood donation, that is, selling blood.

“It’s getting hard to get rid of the crowds that are flocking in.”

“No, I told you to come when you’re bleeding, so why are you like this?”

“Well… … I guess that’s because I look like I’m going to starve to death.”

“How can you draw blood from someone like that… … .”

As Blundell said, it was teeming with people willing to sell their blood.

“Back off!”

“Do you all want to die?”

If the police hadn't been there, we might have been swept away by the crowd and ended up needing a blood transfusion.

There were that many people coming to sell blood.

What was surprising was that this maintained some sort of order.

They assigned days of the week according to distance, and the only people who came now are those who fit in on Mondays.

'The price of blood… was also… really high… '

As you all know, I am a really good person.

It wasn't because I received a 21st century education, but because I became a doctor and entered a trauma center among many other departments.

So I was thinking of buying blood for the poor working class of London at a rather expensive price.

It's not that I don't have a lot of money.

As I kept getting entangled with nobles, I thought I should give them something, that's what I'm saying.

-Huh? Didn't you just say that blood is created on its own?

But then the police got involved and everything changed.

No, that's not all.

-Haha, Piyoung. Do you think you can sell your blood once and have fun for a month? You said you could just rest for a day or two, right? Then you can just pay for two days.

we…….

Alfred's father also stepped forward.

Well, if I commercialize it, can I give it to someone else?

Of course, it was right to give it to Alfred's father, but he said something like that.

-That's right. As expected of you. The father of condoms… …That's why, huh? You're a good business person.

Sir Jamie agrees and the police agree.

Even Brother Liston said that would be okay, so what can I say?

what…….

Still, I felt like it was worth giving me at least two days' wages.

In London, it's not uncommon to work and not get paid.

So that's why.

Even under those conditions, it is a great success.

“Everyone, go away!”

“Eek.”

I heard something explode, so I turned around and saw Liston.

He showed off a trick where he punched a wall, but instead of his fist, the wall burst.

Then, the people who had not flinched even when those scary police officers were yelling at them all dispersed.

As expected, Liston.

Sword Master… … .

"anyway."

He came back and sat down after breaking the wall.

It wasn't his seat, but that of another professor of obstetrics and gynecology, not Blundell.

There are three of us here, so there are three seats: one for me, one for Blundell, and now the last one for Liston.

But no one ever asked why I was sitting so casually in the obstetrics and gynecology ward.

I looked at him for a moment and then went outside with a face like I was afraid our eyes might meet.

In that silence, Liston continued speaking.

“They say the military is adopting this too. That’s right… … Haha, that’s a really great idea.”

“I see. That’s right… … .”

“But are you okay? Well, I’m sure Alfred’s father won’t mind, but this business license doesn’t seem to be a big one.”

"what……."

Well, is it really that big?

If the blood transfusion business rights are developed after proper facilities, such as refrigerators for storing blood, are developed, it will be a huge profit.

But now… … .

I know the amount the patient will have to pay is quite large, but it's not something that can be done carelessly.

-Blood? Take someone else's blood? This is heresy!

First of all, not all patients wanted it.

It may be a bit noisy now, but when it's time to die, things may be different…

Anyway, there were some who refused, and it was technically difficult to transfuse a large amount of blood.

Besides, I'm terrible at this kind of thing.

I believe that only certain people can do business.

“I’m sure Senior Alfred will do a good job.”

“He’s warm to his own people, as expected.”

“That’s not it, I’m warm to other people too.”

“Hahahahahaha!”

Liston laughed heartily as if he had heard some great joke.

Then, he returned to his serious face again.

It was worth it.

I think I know why he does that.

Just now… …Sir Jamie said something, and it seemed like something pretty serious had happened.

“Actually, isn’t it thanks to Sir Jamie that this has come to this? Of course… … Still, the sewer problem is progressing very slowly… … This blood transfusion. I have high hopes. If this is properly established, maybe there will be no more patients dying from surgery!”

Oh, that's not it.

Blood transfusions are a real innovation.

Because it is mankind's greatest weapon that can delay or reverse death from bleeding.

But even in the 21st century, when blood packs are used to the point of being poured out, it is not always possible to save someone.

At this level now?

That's ridiculous.

But since I am a perceptive person, I did not say anything else at this moment when even Blundell was happy without saying anything.

Instead, he changed the subject.

“Sir Jamie said he was having trouble urinating again?”

“Yeah. What the hell is going on… … Just between us, this guy cut off his body parts because of urine. But… … Rumor has it that he’s even going to dig up Harry’s grave and burn it.”

That's worth it.

I cut off my body parts, but my urine is weird again?

It is not right for a person to kill another person because of a surgery they wanted, or to dig up another person's grave because they have trouble urinating…

But emotionally, I understand.

Seriously… … it would be so hard to imagine how angry you would be.

'But it's strange.'

One thing I don't understand is that it happened again.

actually…….

I feel terrible for saying this, but didn't I have surgery that could have cured my enlarged prostate?

Castration is a treatment that helps solve many diseases.

But did it relapse?

'what……?'

My head tilts involuntarily.

If the prostate grows back… … .

Harry died unjustly.

Because that means what he removed wasn't a body part, it was something else.

That means male hormones are still coming out from somewhere.

But the way I've seen Jamie lately… …is the very definition of a man without male hormones.

I've been checking it periodically over time, unintentionally, and during that time, my beard and muscles have been steadily falling out.

Even his voice became a little thinner.

But no matter how I think about it, it makes no sense that only the prostate will grow again.

“What bad thoughts are you having again?”

“Huh? No, that’s not it. I’m just worried about the patient.”

“But why are you laughing?”

"that is."

It's kind of funny.

A man who cut off his own body parts.

That too, Your Majesty.

“Don’t laugh in front of His Highness. He’s particularly sensitive these days.”

“Oh, of course. Have I ever laughed in front of a patient?”

“You’re still smiling sinisterly while holding the corpse… … .”

“Me?”

“It seems you weren’t laughing intentionally. I thought you were just trying to scare people.”

Liston slightly moved away from me.

Just when things were getting more and more frustrating, Sir Jamie arrived at the hospital.

In fact, it was rare for someone with such a high level of disability to come to the hospital.

Because in this world, it's common to deal with it through a doctor.

Actually, that was okay.

What is in hospitals these days…?

There is no special equipment, facilities, or personnel.

But I was finding that the number of surgical instruments and blood transfusion instruments was increasing.

Now, if you want to go to Wangjin, and you want to go without any prior information, you have to open a moving company.

“Oh, so they’re all gathered here.”

Thankfully, Sir Jamie was someone who understood my circumstances and that's why I came this far.

I wondered what was going on when the two of them came, and it turned out that Sir Damien was with them too.

“Now that I hear it, my son seems to have similar symptoms.”

He told me before I could even ask what was going on.

Indeed, people of high status were different in some way.

Could it be that the Queen and Prime Minister have separate seeds?

The fact that people like Harry and this kind of person are the same human being… … .

First of all, it's true that the French are inferior.

“What are the symptoms?”

As my thoughts continued to wander, I tried to ask my patients these questions:

“I keep having to pee.”

It was Sir Jamie who answered.

He was making a lot of impressions.

Of course.

If you cut off your body parts for no reason… … .

That's unfair, but what would happen if rumors spread?

I made my debut in high society, barely sporting a green outfit… … .

Oh, that green, arsenic… … .

'Didn't you say those motherfu*kers are still wearing them?'

Sir Jamie, who saw people dying with his own eyes, gave up, but it seemed like the others could not give up.

There's nothing more you can do once you're dead.

Anyway, there were quite a few people standing guard outside to make sure that the rumors never got out.

“How much urine is there?”

I also asked, hoping that my benign prostatic hyperplasia would not recur.

Then Sir Jamie tilted his head and answered.

“That’s strange. There are a lot. It wasn’t like this before.”

“A lot?”

“Oh. There are a lot of them.”

As I watched Sir Jamie answer like that, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

Sir Jamie is old.

The male hormones are gone.

I eat well.

Then one of the diseases may occur.

“Do you often feel thirsty?”

“It loses weight because it is so cheap.”

Surprisingly, these people were not unaware of the connection between drinking water and the amount of urine produced.

Even what I'm saying now isn't exactly wrong.

In normal adults without any illness, it is true that they drink a lot and feel the urge to drink, but this is not the case if you have diabetes.

Because there is sugar in urine, it draws a lot of water, so you feel the need to drink frequently, and because water is lost through urine, you feel thirsty.

“There is one suspicious disease. Just in case, let’s measure the size of your prostate.”

"ah."

Sir Jamie squeezed his eyes shut as he thought what was coming had come.

I'm sure you'll hate it.

No matter how much you hate it, I doubt anyone hates it as much as I do.

Anyway, I did a digital rectal exam with my fingers.

'Sir… … Castration definitely makes things better. If I have a relapse, should I give a thorough explanation and get castrated?'

The actual effect is good.

The medicines and treatments of the 21st century are so amazing that they will make you cry.

Anyway, I found out that the prostate is not the culprit when it comes to urinary problems.

Then it must be diabetes.

'How is diabetes diagnosed?'

Blood sugar levels… … .

If you just prick it with a needle, it will come out right away, but here, only blood will come out.

'Diabetes… … There's sugar in the urine, that's it.'

Then wouldn't it taste sweet?

'Should I try it?'

No.

I was looking at Senior Alfred without realizing it.