Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 231

Episode 231 Diabetes [5]

Synthesizing insulin was actually the best way.

Of course, right?

Natural insulin is… … .

Even if we get it for free from the slaughterhouse, how can the price be compared?

But it's better not to dream impossible dreams.

'In the history of the original, the first successful synthesis was in the 1970s, and it was commercially available in the 1980s… '

There are 100 more years left.

If I knew the structure of insulin, it would be a lot faster, but unfortunately, I am a clinician and a surgeon.

How would you know that?

“Ouch, it smells bloody.”

Anyway, I came to the slaughterhouse with Dr. Liston.

what…….

Needless to say, it was a mess.

In a time when even hospitals that look after people are a mess, how great would a place that kills animals be?

If you really think about the worst possible scenario, it seems like it would be bearable.

There's no need to… …come and see, okay.

Never do that.

“Ahh… … .”

“What the hell.”

Whether it's me or Liston, I can't help but swear.

Oh, I didn't swear, it was Liston.

“How… … did you come here?”

It seemed that the worker who was smoking a cigarette in front of the slaughterhouse was also in a similar mood.

He was wearing nothing but a cloth jacket and a bloody armor, and he was still holding a knife.

This is so scary… … .

Strangely, I didn't feel that way.

Nothing is scary with Liston.

“I came by carriage.”

"yes?"

“I’m joking. It’s Liston. He’s a doctor… You probably know him, right?”

Look at this ego.

Of course you should know me, that's what it feels like.

“Ah… … If you’re a Liston who hangs out with Asians… … I don’t know you, hyung.”

But I find out.

“Hello, Brother Piyoung.”

I'm looking into it too… … .

Something is a bit strange.

older brother……?

What are you talking about?

So, as I was tilting my head, Liston nodded naturally.

“You speak quickly, you know me.”

“Yes, yes. By any chance… … What could it be? Corpses come here too, but most of them are decomposed and not of any use.”

“Oh, that’s not it.”

“Then are you going to send it this way?”

“Ah… … No, I don’t kill people.”

"haha."

And then the conversation continued naturally.

Liston is a butcher with a sly smile… …I guess you could call him a butcher.

Anyway, he glared at the blood-stained man and continued speaking.

Surprisingly, the butcher was not scared and just listened.

'Well… … it's not really surprising.'

Come to think of it.

If someone were to do something like this in a place with such poor public safety as London, they probably wouldn't be a very tough person.

He is probably connected to several gangs.

So, don't talk about killing people so shamelessly.

It's a bit strange that we so firmly believe that we are of the same species…

I guess we can figure that out later.

“I’d like to get some cow pancreas. Is that okay?”

“Huh? The pancreas? That part is a bit difficult to eat.”

“I’m not planning to eat it, I just have some use for it.”

“Can that really be used as poison?”

“It’s a little bit, a little bit.”

“Aha. Whatever it is… … Just a moment. I have to ask too.”

“Do so.”

"yes."

The atmosphere is good.

It seems like you can just get it for free.

“Huh? Dr. Liston and… Mr. Piyoung are here?”

So Liston and I were looking around while the bloody man ran off somewhere.

There were also cows mooing, and their eyes were filled with tears as if they sensed their fate.

It was worth it.

My friends are just… … Huh? They’re hanging out… … .

Besides, traces of friends are just scattered everywhere.

“Should I cut down on meat in the future?”

“Oh, that sounds good. This is… … .”

I wonder if the fish caught in places like this are really fresh?

It seemed impossible.

Even if it was fresh, I don't think it would be like that from the moment of death.

If it had been the previous Liston, I would have thought it was nothing special, but not anymore.

You're crazy about disinfection.

So they were both shaking their heads.

“How rude of you to be such a gangster in London… … .”

“That’s what I mean. If you had contacted me in advance, I would have been more polite.”

As I was doing that, I quickly realized that the reaction I had vaguely heard but ignored earlier was real.

A black suit… … .

But a man in a suit, who didn't look all that polite, was running after the bloody man.

There was something on his suit, and it was obvious that it was blood.

Is it cow pee?

I wish that were the case.

“This is it! We expected the famous Liston to come. Did we do something wrong?”

He looked really scary, but he bowed 90 degrees as soon as he arrived.

what…….

Anyone could do that to Liston.

This guy not only looks really scary, he's actually really scary.

“Oh, okay. What’s your name?”

“This is Josh.”

“That’s a nice name.”

“If it’s okay, can I say hello to Brother Piyoung?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s good. He’s my beloved little brother.”

“That’s right. Hello! Brother Piyoung.”

however…….

Why me?

While I was standing there dumbfounded, the man covered in blood burst into laughter.

“The story about how you dressed up those two notorious guys and made fun of them until you finally took their lives… … I was really in love with that. I don’t think there’s a single guy in London who doesn’t fear you.”

“Ah… … that. Haha.”

This is ridiculous.

Wasn't it something you did to save people?

But if you say it like this, I feel a little wronged.

So instead of laughing, I added a little explanation.

“It was just an experiment.”

“Huh… … . An experiment with those infamous guys… … Indeed.”

And then it happened.

These kids are already so freaking sure of themselves.

“Anyway, we have something to ask you.”

“Anything. I would be honored to receive it.”

“Can you kill a cow and use all the pancreas left over?”

"yes?"

“Isn’t that possible?”

“No, is that all? I can even give you a human pancreas!”

“No… … Let’s think about that later. About death row inmates.”

“Aha. Yes. This is just the beginning.”

The man in the suit rubbed his hands together and his eyes sparkled.

Crazy guy… … .

What on earth do you think we are?

We are real doctors.

Doing your best to save people.

Well, I won't deny that it might seem a little weird at times.

But really, everything I do is really… …all to save people.

“While you’re here. Hey guys!”

As the man in the suit shouted, the people who were working scattered here and there… … .

So, all those who were slaughtering the cows came running this way.

“Brother Liston here wants you to give me your pancreas. No, no. Not yours. Are you guys really loyal?”

There was a brief commotion.

And then what happened?

How did it happen?

I was able to get a huge pancreas.

“There are so many.”

“That’s why. This is… … .”

“At this rate, I think Jamie Sir could use it for the rest of his life, right?”

"hmm……."

This is my first time seeing a cow's pancreas since I was born.

Perhaps because it was a large animal, its pancreas was also quite large.

Even if you just put it on the plate and grill it, the amount is so large that you can't eat it all by yourself, right?

Are there a lot of sheep?

I think lime is awesome?

“What are you thinking about?”

“Lime. No. No… … I was thinking that it probably wouldn’t work.”

"why?"

“Isn’t this going to rot?”

“Will it rot even if I dissolve it in water?”

“Maybe… … that’s not the case?”

I honestly don't know much about the structure of insulin.

but…….

How long can something have an expiration date, unless it can be stored in the refrigerator?

No, I wonder if there is an expiration date.

There was a fairly high probability that I would make it and finish using it that day, or if I was lucky, the next day.

Well… … I guess we'll have to experiment to find out how long it can be used.

However, the future was not as rosy as Liston had expected.

How do you know?

It is true that diabetes treatment has changed dramatically with the development of insulin… … but that does not mean that all diabetic patients have benefited.

'The inspection is also a problem.'

How long are we going to diagnose people by looking at whether or not they find ants in their urine?

Eventually, I have to check my blood sugar… … .

Then, there would have to be a discussion about when it would be accurate to measure blood sugar levels and what level would be needed to make a diagnosis.

This is more than I thought… … .

uh?

Diagnosing and treating one disease is no easy task, that's what I'm saying.

“Anyway, let’s go quickly.”

“Yeah. By the way, your reputation has become quite great now. You must be proud.”

“Is it something to be proud of to become famous among the gang?”

“I think so. Think about it. Life becomes a lot easier.”

“In what way… in what way?”

“Have you ever waited for me to go somewhere while you were with me?”

wait?

restaurant?

clothing store?

uh?

“Never?”

“It’s all because of my reputation. From now on, it’ll probably be the same even if you go out alone.”

“Oh… … That’s good.”

“Not only that, you can buy things at regular discount prices.”

"oh."

“In some cases, they just give it to you.”

“That’s a bit.”

This is robbery, man.

Come to think of it, I think I may have contributed to the arsenic incident… … .

Well, it couldn't be helped since they were trying to save people, right?

It was a mistake to try to sell everyday items made of arsenic in the first place.

It's not my fault.

“Oh, but there are some downsides too.”

“What…? Will the police arrest me?”

“Huh? The police are on our side? There must be a lot of those guys who are close friends with the police. What are you talking about? The gangs are the closest to the police.”

“Uh… … Then what?”

If the police turn a blind eye and the general public is afraid… … .

Aren't you actually the one in power?

When I asked, “How cool is that?” Liston rolled up his sleeves.

A single knife mark came into view along with overwhelming muscle.

“There are those who want to defeat me and make their name known. Well, it’s become rare these days… … You’re a rising star, so you might have useless dreams.”

“Who attacked you, brother?”

"uh."

“What happened to that person?”

“Don’t you remember? There was a wound here.”

“Ah… … Huh?”

“You dissected it.”

"ah."

This is crazy… … .

“It was a fair duel. It was legal.”

“Oh, yes yes.”

“But do you actually fight a lot? Judging by your temper, I think you’d be good at it.”

“No. I can’t… … .”

“Is it just your temper that’s bad?”

“He has a good personality to begin with… … .”

“It’s a bit dangerous. Get a gun or something. If possible, come with me.”

“Okay… Okay, I understand.”