Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 236

Episode 236 Changing Position [5]

“The juice tastes a little different today.”

The first prisoner to be captured.

Number 1 now picked up the glass I handed him with a very skillful gesture.

No matter how much I thought about it, I thought people would find it suspicious if I kept giving it to them in an iron cup, so I bought a separate one.

It's a wine glass, and you're pouring urine into it?

It seems more plausible than I thought.

"okay?"

Is that so?

This kid is a little over-immersed too.

So what do you think?

Rather, it is good.

I can really trust you because you really give me a taste.

It wasn't for nothing that he was left behind, that's what was said.

“It’s moderately sweet… … but the aftertaste is slightly bitter, so it’s not just sweet, it’s interesting. It’s definitely because they’re famous, but their juice-making skills are also different. How can they make it taste so different every time… … .”

“Big.”

The guard went out with a red face.

young…….

What are you going to do if you get caught like that?

Anyway, I found out one thing thanks to the real sommelier.

'Compared to other diabetics, Jamie Sir's case isn't that severe.'

Didn't you once say that this juice was too sweet and that there was no philosophy in it?

The prisoner who produced that probably lived a long life.

In fact, my feet were already rotting away.

Liston hesitated whether to cut it or not, but he did so, but the wound became worse.

I'm a diabetic patient who has progressed to the point of developing diabetic foot, so I had it amputated… Oh, disinfection isn't the problem.

Now, at least in our hospital, disinfection cannot be a problem.

The disinfection was done properly, but the problem was that the guy was a prisoner.

It's out of control.

“How about this?”

Anyway, Liston and I gave Sir Jamie the urine we produced after taking a safe dose.

Is it because it's in a wine glass?

It looks a bit like white wine.

It looks flavorful because it has a moderate amount of bubbles.

“Hmm.”

The prisoner took it and sniffed it first.

It seems like it would be nothing more than a urine smell, but really, who would want to stick their nose in urine?

Besides, it's not easy to immediately think of urine when looking at urine in a wine glass.

“It smells a little different than before. Let me taste it.”

The guy started drinking wine, no, urine, with all his arrogance.

what…….

If it's the Duke's urine, wouldn't it be quite valuable?

Now I didn't feel any guilt.

No matter how I look at it, the guy in front of me is extremely satisfied with his current situation.

“Hmm… … The sweetness has faded a bit. Instead, there’s a hint of sourness… … Hmm… … This is good. Of all the ones I’ve tasted so far, this is the best. I’ll drink it instead of water.”

“Big.”

The guard ran out again, his face turning red.

I guess from now on, when I tell you to taste it, I'll have to tell you to go outside.

I think I'm going to get caught like this.

“Really? How light is the sweetness?”

“What… … Almost half compared to before?”

“I see.”

I nodded and noted the guy's sweetness rating.

Maybe ten days ago, I would have thought this kid was talking nonsense.

I haven't tried it.

what…….

I know it is necessary for the advancement of medicine.

In fact, we also know that urine is sterile.

this…….

The idea that it's dirty is purely a prejudice.

It's a little different from what I said.

Even in the Joseon Dynasty, royal physicians would eat feces, right?

'But… … I hate it… … I really hate it.'

I'm writing this because I wonder if it's really necessary to go that far, but I've already confirmed dozens of times that the clinical results and taste changes are exactly the same.

That means it's been more than a dozen times since the guy tasted urine…

As I was thinking about it, I became really serious about urination.

It's kind of natural, since I'm deliberately giving them this instead of water.

Anyway, the important thing here is that you can trust the guy.

"good."

“Should I let it go again today?”

“No, I had an accident once.”

“That’s true.”

At first, I was anxious.

Did I really want to do things like urinating and feeding for this long?

That wasn't the case.

But then suddenly an accident happened.

This is because the insulin half-life was not calculated.

So, I injected a higher dose of insulin while there was still insulin left… … .

-Uh… …Why is he like this?

Has anyone here ever seen hypoglycemic shock?

I've probably seen a lot of people starve to death, but that was probably the first time I'd experienced hypoglycemic shock.

-what?

-A show?

therefore…….

It is no wonder that it was dismissed as malingering.

Actually, it's also the prisoner's fault.

So why kill people to instill prejudice?

Anyway, it was quite some time after I rolled my eyes that the guy's condition was reported to me.

Fortunately, I got better right away after injecting sugar into my blood vessel, but for some reason I couldn't see it the next day, and a few days later I ran into it in the dissection lab.

After hearing the details, I heard that after showing such weakness, he was beaten to death by his fellow prisoners.

Even though we are all in a position where we have to take injections and produce urine, the weak are beaten to death…

“You can’t make the Duke do that.”

"yes……."

Anyway, when hypoglycemic shock comes, it's quite difficult.

I break out in a cold sweat, my heart starts pounding, and then I faint.

Since fainting isn't something you just say "huh" but something that happens for a real physical reason, your muscles also lose strength.

This means that you may not be able to control your bowel movements.

It would be fine for a prisoner to do that, but if a Duke of Great Britain were to show such behavior… … .

I'd rather die.

Well, seeing him shamelessly walking around even after cutting off his body parts, I don't think he has an ordinary mentality.

“Oh, right. I have a meeting soon anyway.”

Anyway, when I told him that he hadn't reached therapeutic capacity yet, Sir Jamie waved his hand in a truly dukely manner.

The place where he ended up staying for a few days was Liston's laboratory.

Of course, we can't just leave the swords lined up on the wall, so the servants were busy moving around earlier.

The lab, decorated in that way, wasn't that big and didn't feel overwhelming, but it still gave off a rather splendid feeling.

In addition, the clothes he was wearing were so stylish that I think I would have been impressed if it weren't for the usual image I had of Jamie Sir.

“You have arrived.”

“Okay, let me hear it.”

Just then, a man who was either a servant or a butler came and announced that people had arrived, and as expected, at Sir Jamie's signal, a crowd of people who looked like they were going to sing a song came rushing in.

“In the National Assembly… … .”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

There were a few recognizable faces, and as soon as Liston identified them, his head suddenly began to feel as if it were weighing a thousand pounds.

As I was bowing my head and shouting 'Hello', one of them tapped me on the shoulder.

I thought I had bumped into something blocking the road, so I quickly stepped aside, but then I heard a voice from far above.

“Are you Dr. Piyoung of Joseon?”

“Oh, yes.”

So I looked up and answered first.

It's a familiar face.

No, this is a face you must know if you live in London.

Prime Minister… … .

It is the pinnacle of power.

Well, the royal authority still remains to some extent, and the authority of the nobles is no joke either.

“Yeah, um… … you don’t have very good feelings towards Qing, do you?”

“Ah… … yes.”

Would you like it?

First of all, I don't know much about it.

Well… … I like the character Kangxi after reading the book <The Emperor's Trilogy>, but he's probably been dead for a long time.

Yongzheng and Qianlong would have died too.

The family economy or the next emperor will be eating it.

'There was also the Byeongja Horan?'

Besides, from a Joseon person's perspective, wouldn't it be a bit strange to say that Qing is good?

“I hate it.”

“Really? That’s fortunate.”

The Prime Minister tapped me on the shoulder and then went into Liston's laboratory.

Considering that I originally planned to paint the wallpaper green… … .

The British Empire almost collapsed today.

I… … changed history.

Of course, if it weren't for me, Sir Jamie wouldn't be here.

“What should I do?”

“What are you doing? I have to go now.”

“Hey, but… … Aren’t you curious while we’re talking in my lab? Why do you keep saying “cheong, cheong”? … What’s going on?”

“Is that so?”

“Besides, we keep talking about you.”

“But you can’t eavesdrop secretly, right?”

Anyway, we went inside and I was left alone with Liston.

I was about to go home because I didn't have any more urine to feed, but Liston tricked me.

I thought it wouldn't be possible anyway.

I feel like some national secrets might come out… … .

If I get caught, won't I be punished?

“I can hear it.”

"yes?"

“This is my room. Come here.”

"no……."

“They hung a lump of iron from the ceiling, modeled after the shape of a stethoscope.”

“So you’re saying it wasn’t just a decoration?”

“Right. Now, if you come to this floor… … .”

There is a hole in the floor of this floor.

It's not even a hospital… … .

“How about this?”

“I broke it with my fist.”

“Is this hospital building okay?”

“I’m confident I could punch through Buckingham Palace if you let me.”

It can't be an empty boast.

This guy… … .

Something is strange.

No, when I see you like this, I don't think you're human.

“I can hear you.”

“Oh… … but I can’t hear you very well.”

“I can hear it.”

“That’s true.”

Anyway, I put my ear to it and I could hear it.

-Doctor Piyoung likes opium that much?

– That's right. I know it very well. Orientals, even the smart ones, seem to like opium. Well… … Among us, there's no one who particularly dislikes it, right? What do you think?

Following the Prime Minister and Sir Jamie's voices, a voice we have never heard before is heard.

-How is it? It's really amazing. It seems like it's going to collapse much faster than expected.

-What if war breaks out?

-In my opinion… … I think Qing is much weaker than I thought.

-There's no way that's possible.

-I think so.

-Hmm… … I see. Yeah, if that’s what the field commander thinks… … .

I quickly turned my head and looked at Liston.

Did my face turn white like Liston's?

I think so.

“Can I listen to this more?”

“Shall we go? It was a war story?”

“That’s right. No, why are you trying to eavesdrop on something like this?”

“I didn’t know this.”

It becomes X.

I don't think you should know this.

So I tried to get up, but I couldn't.

-Oh, I heard that Dr. Piyoung was successful in curing diabetes.

-Hmm. I guess so. Damien isn't the type of person to talk nonsense. Besides, the chief said something similar.

-Oh… … So being here right now is part of the treatment?

-That's right.

-If it goes well, please introduce me to him too. My father is not feeling well.

-Oh, really? But didn't you say it was a bit like that because I'm Asian?

-If you cure diabetes, will you be a great Asian? If you do well, you will even receive a title.

-That's true… … It's a coincidence. Hmm… … .

Title?

Oriental British Empire aristocrats?

I looked at Liston.

I wondered if my face would be as fresh as Liston's.