Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 250

Episode 250 Brother's Surgery [4]

“I’m really nervous.”

result?

The results were good.

Well… … It still looks a bit unnatural to say it’s all good.

Still, I liked how it looked like a nose because the cartilage was definitely raised, rather than just covering it up with salman kyon.

Of course, I think I'll have to make separate nostrils later… … But I think that'll be okay if I just do it roughly.

I'm not saying that I'll do it roughly, I'm just saying that I don't think it will be difficult.

“Don’t be nervous. Eat with peace of mind.”

Anyway, after checking the results, we called Colin's older brother.

Of course, my brother wasn't the only one who came.

Even my father and mother came.

‘This kid… …isn’t his family bigger than I thought?’

I am…….

I thought he was a completely lower-class noble.

It's a bit odd to use the word 'lower class' before 'noble', but anyway.

But I could tell just by looking at the clothes he was wearing.

These people… … .

Not usually noble.

"i look forward to."

“My child… … I heard that you are taking good care of him. Thank you so much.”

I can tell just by looking at me and acting like this without any change in facial expression.

Our dukes are acting okay now, but at first… … .

huh?

His face suddenly hardened.

It's a natural thing.

If I were living in Joseon and saw a white person or a black person for the first time, wouldn't I be surprised?

‘Well… … I guess I’m used to trading, but still… … .’

These luxurious manners and clothes… … .

I couldn't understand why Colin, who was born in the meantime, was so desperate for medical advancement.

'Okay, sir.'

Even in the midst of the confusion, I could still recognize the director's wink.

I'm not the only one who thinks this family is more amazing than they thought, right?

Since even Liston recognized it, it was only natural that the director would know.

It must mean that you should do well on your own.

“Joseph.”

“Yes! No, yes! Professor!”

There won't be any problem.

Our team is now real veterans.

Swish swish.

Joseph quickly moved and started cleaning the patient's chest.

Since the anesthesia hadn't taken effect yet, it was going to hurt quite a bit.

However, unlike Colin, his brother, who was quite physically strong, simply frowned and did not groan even once.

Actually, my father was born like that.

It seems macho.

I don't think someone like Colin would be able to endure it.

No matter how I look at it, it seems like it's going to be on my side?

Anyway, just looking at the way he wipes, he is a veteran in his own right.

How meticulously he cleans it… … .

You even shaved off all the hair that was growing on your chest?

'Is this deeply moving…?'

What is a haircut?

They didn't even disinfect it, you guys.

It brings tears to my eyes to see those guys now pushing and wiping things on their own.

In fact, it's been like this for quite some time now.

It must be because of the shock I felt when I first saw what these kids were doing.

“Now, Alfred.”

"yes!"

The quick-witted senior said 'yes' in an extremely polite manner instead of his usual 'yes' and turned on the gas.

Colin's older brother was quite a big man for his time, so he turned it up about 1.5 times stronger than usual.

Is that so?

As soon as I put on the mask, I could see myself suddenly losing consciousness.

I laughed a bit in the middle, but it seemed like he usually uses some laughing gas.

‘Well… … In this period, the concept of drugs itself doesn’t exist.’

It's not that I'm not, but I'm still going out, right?

Then, somewhere at the end of the alley, there is bound to be a smell of marijuana.

Not only that, opium and morphine are becoming increasingly easier to obtain.

It's really strange.

-Let's ruin it with opium and start a war!

As far as I know, the higher-ups seem to know that opium is somehow bad… … ?

But they don't enforce it.

No, on the contrary, a drink came out.

This may be biased, but I feel like it might end up being eaten by children.

Of course… … that’s not true.

“Plain?”

“Uh, uh. Joseph.”

"yes!"

I stood there blankly for a moment, thinking about that, and then Joseph started swearing at me.

I don't think it was my intention to swear, but isn't swearing something that makes you feel bad when you hear it?

Anyway, it worked.

When I came to my senses, I watched Joseph disinfect his face for a moment.

Certainly this guy's disinfection… … is in the realm of talent.

It's really crazy how crunchy it is.

“Okay. Carl.”

"knife."

“We begin rhinoplasty using a frontalis muscle flap.”

“Starting to harvest rib cartilage.”

Anyway, I was starting to think that it was time to start creating procedures.

It was a good thing that two nobles who seemed to be there came.

I recited the name of the operation as I usually did.

Then, Liston, who was particularly weak in front of nobles, followed suit.

It was a little awkward, but it was still quite impressive.

When I glanced at them, I saw them both holding hands and looking at each other with a look of pride in their eyes.

'Oh, it's not just because of me.'

If you look closely, you'll see Colin.

but…….

Colin in the operating room is different than he is anywhere else.

This guy has really good hands.

You can tell just by looking at the way that picky and ill-tempered Liston uses his assistant without saying a word.

By the way, isn't Liston himself a genius?

I have a lot of experience separating people.

Colin, who can follow Liston's ability to acquire skills and assist him, is also a genius.

“Okay. Fortunately, the patient has a wide forehead.”

It's not just an empty word, it's really wide.

I don't think it's naturally wide.

It seems to have expanded rapidly over time.

Who do you think you resemble?

There's no need to ask.

He's the one who's flinching right now, you know.

In most cases, this wouldn't be a good thing, but… … .

'Being bald can be helpful in some cases.'

I found out today.

Anyway, thanks to that I was able to turn a fairly wide flap towards my nose.

“Okay, here.”

"yes."

Meanwhile, Liston and Colin also collected rib cartilage with their ghostly skills and gave it to me.

They say that the more you do surgery, the more it feels like you're going to feel better, and it seemed like these two were no different.

I thought they were doing joint surgery with a plastic surgery clinic to give me straight cartilage.

“A hole.”

"huh."

And this is what Liston does… … .

This is almost impossible even in the 21st century.

You can't do this without using a drill.

width.

width.

However, Liston can do it with just an awl.

Is there anyone else in the world who can put a hole in a bone like sticking chopsticks into tofu?

'Is it really… a sword?'

I've seen it several times already.

But I'm surprised every time I see it.

Maybe… … it’s to the point where I feel like it’s a balance patch from God.

Some of the surgeries that only exist in my head… … That is, I wonder if even surgeries that could only be performed in the 21st century could be possible if Liston is utilized well.

Anyway, I connected the perforated bone with cartilage that had holes drilled at the same intervals.

'I confirmed that the thread disinfected to this extent is okay.'

This thread was treated with iodine, phenol, and even alcohol, with the help of Joseph, who is crazy about disinfection.

It's not as durable, but it's still okay.

Anyway, I won't let you touch it for a while.

In the first place, since we live in an era where people don't wash their faces much, isn't it true that there's almost no reason to touch your own face?

"Okay."

After roughly creating the bridge of the nose like that, I covered it with a forehead flap.

"oh……."

"and……."

When his parents saw that, they began to admire him.

Of course.

Because that is the moment when a nose is created in an instant.

If this isn't a miracle, then what else is?

Of course, I couldn't do that either, so I quickly finished the rest of the surgery, namely the forehead sutures.

The thread to be used here could not be disinfected as thoroughly as the thread to be left inside.

No matter how wide the forehead is, since the flesh is pulled off and then sewn back together, tension is bound to occur.

Ji-i-ik.

So, as usual, I sewed it up a bit haphazardly.

Even so, it was a bit sloppy by my standards, but by your standards, it was a sufficiently sincere stitching, so it was satisfying to look at.

"and……."

“It really is a remarkable surgery. It’s definitely… … It’s not famous for nothing these days.”

On my mother's side, the sentiment didn't last that long.

It was natural since I was sobbing.

But my father's side was different.

He was leaving behind something meaningful.

'To make a name for yourself… … .'

The dukes and the members of the National Assembly were all making a fuss, but it certainly seemed like something was going on these days.

“Okay, that’s it. You should leave it like this… … First of all, since we need to disinfect it quite frequently, if it doesn’t bother you, it would be best for you to stay at the hospital.”

As the sutures were about to be completed, Alfred had timed them so perfectly that he gradually reduced the amount of gas, and before long the patient was already awake.

Thanks to that, I was able to continue my explanation while looking at both the guardian and the patient.

Of course, the patient was not entirely sane.

Even with proper general anesthesia, you're not in your right mind when you wake up from anesthesia, so what is this…

“Okay, I’ll do that. But the general ward is a bit… … .”

“Oh, there’s a hospital room that was converted from a laboratory. You can use that. Sir Jamie was there too.”

“Oh… … Then there must be no shortage.”

"yes yes."

Aren't we in an age where we only have to talk to our guardians?

Should we say that the father, or the head of the household, held all authority in the household? In any case, it was a time when male adults held all authority.

“Colin.”

So, after the decision was made to hospitalize him, Colin was called by his father while he was cleaning up.

Colin ran to his father, more nervous than when I called him.

Looking at it this way, it didn't work out.

He's a strong guy who can even drink shit water.

“In my opinion, that guy named Piyoung is the right one. Now that I look at him, your skills seem to be quite good… … and you seem to be getting recognition, so serve him even harder.”

“Ah… … Thank you, Father.”

“Yeah. It’s nice to see you working hard for once.”

"ah……."

I thought he was going to say something, but thankfully he didn't.

'You're really good at social life.'

Praised.

In a place where I am on purpose.

I guess it means to ask for your help while also giving it to you.

'What would your face look like if you found out I made you drink my urine?'

I'm curious, but I don't think I really need to know.

I have a feeling something bad is going to happen.

Of course, it is honest.

It's not my fault, is it?

“Ah, Doctor Piyoung.”

“Oh. Yes.”

I guess it wasn't as honest as I thought.

I'm a little scared because you suddenly called me.

However, as someone who had worked at a university hospital for a long time, I had the 'Calmness' trait equipped as a passive skill.

I was able to approach with a normal face.

“Thank you. I guess I owe you two sons.”

“No. Haha.”

“I will make sure to repay you for this.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Haha. No. I have to. What… … .”

Colin's father stopped talking, made an odd eye contact with the director, and then continued.

“I hope there is good news.”

He tapped me on the shoulder.