Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 25

Episode 25 With this… … [2]

“I can’t possibly clean it!”

Even the day after seeing the potential of rubber gloves, scuffles were breaking out in front of each hospital room.

It had to be that way.

Lime chloride is really toxic.

I also felt like I was going to die every time I put my hand in there.

“You have to clean it. You know? It’s completely different.”

"eww……."

Until just a month ago, the complaints were quite strong.

But now?

It has become a pointless thing.

“Okay, wipe it!”

First of all, the nurses' attitudes have changed the most.

Doctors and medical students don't only have patients here and there, so they have to move around here and there.

Because of this, the observation of the patient itself was bound to be inferior to that of the nurses.

On the other hand, nurses are constantly seeing patients in the same spot, and during this time, even the third shift system was not fully established, so they were literally seeing patients as permanent residents, and so they were able to fully experience the changes in patients.

“Ah, kid… … .”

“Wipe it! Then the patient will live!”

Haven't I told you before?

Unlike last month, this month people's survival rate was rising so much that it could be felt even without any statistics.

Since it was like that in the whole ward, the nurses started to get even angrier.

It was a bit odd that even the hands of the person shouting that were red.

"ha……."

Still, it was nice to see my obnoxious classmate Colin sighing and dipping his hand in that damn liquid.

Hahaha.

Other people's suffering is my pleasure… … .

No, that would be too much of a waste.

Let's just say it's okay to join in saving the patient.

“Ugh.”

Colin glared at me with a pain that I couldn't, or couldn't, get used to.

Then what should we do?

“Okay, everyone here.”

Even Professor Blundell, who was lukewarm about washing his hands, said, "Huh?"

So now you're a red-handed man?

'Should we stop distributing soap?'

I thought there might be a way to tell at a glance whether or not you've washed your hands.

Aren't there people in the 21st century who don't wash their hands?

The patients may not know it, but there were people patrolling the hospital like secret royal inspectors.

These are the so-called 'infection control room staff', and they are people who walk around in plain clothes and check whether or not someone was washing their hands.

Despite the fact that the usefulness of hand washing has already been confirmed through theory and experience, the hand washing rate has always hovered around 90%.

'Huh? There's disinfectant there too!'

We live in an era where washing your hands with soap under running water is only done before and after making rounds, and you only need to clean them with disinfectant the rest of the time.

But damn those kids who don't wash their hands.

I need to bring them all in and give them a try here.

Then I'll say 'thank you' and wipe it.

‘Ah… … I want to go back and eat pork belly and kimchi stew… … .’

At that moment, when my imagination was spinning in a strange direction, Blundell's voice was heard.

“Okay, who wants to come out and do it?”

Oh, I was wondering why that was.

My instincts seemed to have sensed danger.

Blundell was looking at me.

Well, it was finally my turn.

I've never, really never, ever stood up to you before.

“I will try.”

So I set out.

As for the level of the earthquake… … I was confident that I could do better than Blundell.

Even though I've never done it myself at an obstetrics and gynecology clinic, I've seen it over their shoulders many times, and my understanding of anatomy is incomparable.

"okay."

I looked at the patient, leaving behind Blundell's give-it-a-try expression and Colin's look of dismay.

Joseph and Alfred were cheering me on as my close friends would.

I didn't feel any particular signs of worry.

The rest of them might mistake us for lackluster guys because we don't even dissect things and just do weird things, but at least those two know very well how great I am.

“Hmm… … It looks like it’ll open soon. It’s about the length of a finger.”

Anyway, I proceeded with the palpation with gentleness and precision, the virtues that a doctor must possess.

It might not be visible to those who don't know, but it would be visible to those who do.

'Oh, you know something?'

Surprisingly, Blundell was looking at me with a very impressed expression on his face.

Well, it was understandable because he said it right away without much hesitation and even gave the exact figure.

It's called Nanzhongjichu.

Even something as small as an awl would make such a statement, but here, what should I say… … .

“You’re doing pretty well, aren’t you? You always pulled back, so you looked unsure, but now you’re doing it right away. I like it.”

It's almost at the level of Yeoui-bong.

As I was thinking that, Blundell tapped my shoulder with his hand and moved on to another patient.

I didn't feel particularly happy.

In the first place, there was no reason to be happy about receiving praise from someone like Blundell, and right now, my mind was preoccupied with the thought that the bacteria on my shoulder had spread to my hand.

‘There’s nothing I can do… … This can’t be helped.’

It would be much better than coming right after the autopsy and touching it.

Fortunately, our human bodies are designed to withstand a certain degree of pollution.

Even though it would be better to wash hands between patients, I couldn't tell what kind of backlash I would get if I said something like that when my hands were still dirty.

Even if you wash it with soap, it would be like that.

First of all, it is a time when flowing water itself is rare.

'Thank goodness. Phew.'

Anyway, after about two days, I checked again and found that there were no patients with puerperal fever in that ward.

No, it should be called infection, not puerperal fever.

There's no such concept at this time, but I can't get swept away, right?

“Oh, okay.”

As I was sighing in relief, Alfred approached me.

Because we lived in the same house and talked about medicine and condoms every day, and even talked about things that were close to personal life, we became quite close.

There was something like that because he was a good kid.

It wasn't just my first impression, it was real.

First of all, isn't it a special thing to know grace?

“Oh, yes, senior.”

“I heard Dad made some gloves. Should I go check them out?”

“Oh, really? I have to go. Where is Joseph?”

“He’s already gone to the carriage. It’ll be hard to find you since you’re always at the library.”

"aha."

I didn't come here to study.

No, it's true that I came here to study… … .

I think it would be more accurate to say that I didn't come here to acquire knowledge.

'In order to gradually improve, we must first know how far we have come in this era.'

I wasn't just reading medical books.

In many ways… …I mean, I was looking at everything that seemed to be related to medicine.

The problem was that almost every field was related to medicine.

Didn't you know this time?

Even condoms… … .

This medicine also had something to do with condoms.

'fu*k.'

So, I was just looking at physics.

It was Newton's book.

Isaac Newton.

I just found out that the man was from the 17th century.

I guess I knew it when I was in high school, so it's probably right to say I just found out, but anyway.

It's been nearly 200 years since that human was born and died, so why is the world like this?

“Let’s go together, then.”

"good."

I had a headache for several reasons.

fu*k.

I hate physics… … .

And why are you like this… … .

“Hmm. Hmm?”

I grumbled as I got into the carriage, but something had changed.

The carriage… … .

It has been upgraded.

"this……?"

“Ah. My father is in a really good mood these days. He said that this will work out 100%. Oh, he asked me for one thing.”

"yes yes."

“He asked me to keep this a secret. He is still buying rubber… … He said that if word gets out, the price will go up.”

“Ah… … yes.”

I was a little taken aback.

Even if you don't know, don't you know your senior?

Do I have no friends at all besides the people in this carriage?

No, it's not that bad. It's just that there aren't many people who even greet me…

“Yeah, you too, Joseph.”

Because of me, Joseph was also a loser.

Of course, Joseph was popular with the nurses because he was tall and had a good personality, but among the medical students, he was no different from me.

I want to believe that.

Shit.

Dagdak-

Before my shameful feelings could be revealed on my face, the carriage began to run smoothly.

The horse was originally a horse, but it was much better because the carriage wheels were changed.

There were some who looked at us with disapproval.

Colin.

The guy was staring at us, or rather me, mostly, with cotton stuffed in his nose, as if he was on his way to the dissection lab.

-What kind of coward can be a surgeon when he can't even do anatomy?

He cursed so blatantly that you could tell what he meant just by looking at his lips.

young.

Just wait a minute.

I'll show you a new world of anatomy.

If you just have gloves, you can show off amazing things.

Of course, if you do too well, you might end up like a witch from the mysterious East and burn to death, so you have to do it in moderation.

“Okay, we’re all here. You may be used to it, but please be careful.”

The groom spoke, just like last time, with his gun pointed with all his might.

He looks like he's not easy to get robbed, but you never know.

The contractor who supplies corpses to our medical school right now… … .

I want to use a word other than 'delivery', but I still haven't found a suitable word.

Anyway, looking at the way those teeth looked, it seemed like even a groom couldn't do without a gun.

Squeak.

We entered the rubber factory.

This time, the old man was placing something dark and dirty on the table.

It was definitely different from last time.

It wasn't a dog-like shape, it was a glove.

It was quite big and seemed like it would be loose, but anyway, I thought that at least I wouldn't get hurt by the sword if I wore it.

“Now, look. Is this good enough?”

The old man smiled and handed me the gloves.

I put my hand inside the glove and touched something.

The only change was the shape, but this time no one pulled their arms out or anything.

'Hmm… I don't feel it. It's thinner than last time, but… It's not as thin as I used to. Still… I think I can do the dissection without any problems.'

It seemed like he could do not only simple dissections but also simple surgeries.

Of course, it is necessary to assume that the patient is anesthetized and remains still.

Anyway, at this point, this level of armor could be considered the best weapon.

“Thank you. I think this is enough for dissection… …

“I made four more while I was at it. Take them.”

“Four more?”

Joseph, Alfred, why did you make five when you could have made three?

The old man sighed as he looked at my puzzled face.

“I made one for Professor Blundell and Professor Robert too. Even if they don’t use it, shouldn’t I give them one?”

“Ah… … Yes, yes. I didn’t think of that.”

I had forgotten that the two in my head were not professors but savages.

Besides, I was thinking about something else right now.

'Starting tomorrow… … I'll show you what a genius in anatomy is.'

I'll spread it all on you, that's what I'm saying.