Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 269

Episode 269: Is it a monastery or a concentration camp? [2]

'Should I have just let him die?'

'Is that something you say to a person?'

'I didn't tell you.'

'Ah… … That's true. By the way… … .'

Liston looked away from the cook for a moment and looked inside the monastery, or rather the asylum.

His face was quite shocked, which was to be expected.

Although I have not been to any notorious places like the Aoji Coal Mine, the Gulag, or the Yodok concentration camp… … .

I felt like I could proudly put my name next to them here.

“I… I think that person passed away?”

“Huh? That’s right. Hey, pull it out.”

"yes!"

There are even abandoned corpses.

I don't think you wouldn't have recognized it… … .

The corruption has already begun.

And yet, the body was just there among the people.

I don't know if I should say it's fortunate, but I'm going to clean it up anyway since you told me…

“I wonder, are these people prisoners?”

"haha."

Even London prisoners are not treated this way.

Oh, well… … I can’t say for sure since I’ve only been to one prison cell.

If you look at the numbers, if you are imprisoned for more than a year, it is almost like a death sentence.

It's not like they're capturing and imprisoning 21st century people, but 19th century people, and they're bad and vicious enough to be imprisoned, so they must be incredibly tough. Judging by the number of people dying one by one, it's definitely going to be a mess.

'The training camp I saw when I was a military doctor was also shocking… '

Even if it's just that bad, and even if there are just that many people gathered together, young people in their 20s can get pneumonia out of the blue, and in some cases, even die.

Humans are creatures who seem strong, but are actually weak.

Anyway, looking at people who were being punished as prisoners or worse, I asked the monk.

About whether those people committed a crime or something.

Then the monk said,

He answered with a hearty laugh.

“We are all sinners before the Lord.”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

“And these are greater sinners. Otherwise, how could they have been possessed by demons?”

"ah."

I'm possessed.

After hearing this, I understand.

With this kind of perception… … did you ever have the realization that you could torment people like this?

“Then do you also do exorcisms?”

“I will do it.”

This time Liston asked, and the monk answered by tapping the club he was carrying.

crazy…….

So, are you saying that the treatment for the people here is to lock them up in this barracks and beat them up?

When I looked back at the cook, he was already vomiting, even though he hadn't eaten much.

The monk smiled kindly and patted the cook on the back.

“The bad things are already coming out little by little!”

Judging by the expression on his face, he's serious.

'Is conversion possible?'

Will it work?

No, it won't work.

If you try it half-heartedly, you may be branded a heretic.

Of course, contrary to my prejudice, there were no more witch hunts in 19th century London… … .

That doesn't mean he won't die though.

It's absolutely possible to die.

If you become a monk, you will be able to save quite a few faithful people who will take other people's lives without any hesitation.

'Let's just get this guy out for now.'

'Yeah, that sounds good.'

Since Liston was on one side, the cook could be taken out.

How do you take it off?

Liston can even break down a stone wall.

A wooden barracks like this… … .

The point is that it is not difficult to make a hole without destroying it at all, but it is not difficult to break it.

Having reached an agreement, we followed the monk and looked around the rest of the space, then boarded the carriage.

I strongly advised him against staying overnight.

“Okay. It’s late at night.”

"great."

Of course, I wasn't headed to London.

It wasn't a distance that could be reached overnight in the first place.

We left the carriage in the hands of an armed coachman and headed for the monastery.

There was no such thing as a security force.

First of all, do you think people in the 19th century would dare to raid a monastery?

Will I be cursed by God?

Moreover, it was obvious that neither the people belonging to this monastery nor those supporting it thought that they were doing anything shady.

What's wrong with just treating demon-possessed people for free?

'If you ask if there is an alternative… … there is no alternative either.'

Stigma around mental illness persists in the 21st century.

It is not right to simply view it as prejudice… … .

Isn't it true that it is dangerous for patients with delusional disorders such as schizophrenia to be left untreated?

So is there a cure?

None, not right now.

I'm not a psychiatrist so I don't know for sure, but it probably came out after the mid-20th century.

How do you know this?

Until the early to mid 20th century, frontal lobotomy was performed on patients with mental illness… … .

This is something you can know just by watching the movie Shutter Island.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Ah… … Those people are a bit annoying to look at.”

“Other than the chef?”

"ah."

It appears that Liston only took pity on our cook.

Well, this might be the perception of the mentally ill in the 19th century.

So what can I do?

First, let's get a cook.

and…….

'Patients with tuberculosis… … .'

They seemed to be doing a little better.

But that doesn't mean it was much better.

First of all, the population density was too high.

No, I said there were a lot of people coughing next to the person who was coughing?

If you do that, you'll get better and then get sick again.

'Should we build a sanatorium for patients with tuberculosis? …?'

He said he had lung disease, but it was tuberculosis, tuberculosis.

Its nickname is the White Plague… … .

That's understandable, because so many people are dying.

Ironically, people in advanced countries in the 19th century, where the Industrial Revolution was well underway, are suffering even more.

Tuberculosis is a respiratory disease that spreads very slowly, so it is more fatal in industrial societies than in agricultural societies with low population densities.

Of course, workers are suffering far more, but the nobles are no exception.

Because it's a respiratory disease.

“There it is. There’s no one guarding it. It shouldn’t be that difficult.”

“But… … they put chains on you, what do you do with those?”

“Just make some chains.”

"aha."

While we were lost in thought, we reached the building where the cook was locked up.

The door was firmly shut, but… … .

Bam.

When Liston swung his jab, the locked part broke.

“Wow, wow, wow!”

“Eeeeeeeeeee!”

The groans and screams of the still-sleeping sick, which had been heard since I was outside, began to grow louder.

If this happens, the monks will come.

It doesn't mean we're going to be wrong if we come, but…

What crime did the monks commit to betray Liston?

“I didn’t think of that.”

“Should I just throw it away?”

“We came this far and now we’re just going to leave? Why are people so heartless?”

“No, it looks dangerous… … Ah.”

I was worried, but as expected, it was for nothing.

When Liston drew the sword at his waist and swung it, the bars were cut apart.

shackles?

The chains were also cut with a single stroke.

"eww……."

The chef had a taste for it in less than a day.

If I hadn't checked where they were putting him when they locked him up earlier, I almost wouldn't have recognized him.

Anyway, Liston hoisted the well-built cook on his shoulders in one breath and started running.

“Um, bro?”

"why."

As I was running like that, I looked back and surprisingly, nothing had happened.

No one came out from the monastery.

“No one is following me?”

“Really? Well… … these people aren’t even paying money.”

“Who paid… … Oh, we paid?”

Should I call it a donation?

I paid a considerable amount of money because I thought they were doing a good job and because I thought it was the cost of hiring a chef.

“Yeah. I should have come and seen it. That’s a good thing.”

“Huh? You just got ripped off?”

“No. No matter how you look at it, you’d think we took it… … We already paid the money. There’s no reason for us to take issue with it.”

“Ah… … . But how would we know?”

“You were being so brash earlier that you used your usual strength when you swung the knife.”

“What is that… … ?”

“I am the only swordsman in the world who can cut iron so cleanly.”

"ah……."

It may sound a bit strange coming from a doctor, but… … .

Isn't that the Black Liston?

If that's what he is, then so be it.

“Ugh.”

Anyway, we came close to the carriage and let the cook down.

He kept saying thank yous as if he had come to his senses while coming here.

In a way, we were the ones who were locked up, so I wondered if it was okay to receive this kind of greeting… … .

'Even I would be grateful.'

If you think about it, being trapped there and then being released wasn't too much of an exaggeration.

“But what about this person?”

“That’s right. Oh my… … It’s going to spread miasma… … .”

“Should I just send you here?”

"that……."

If it were coming from someone else's mouth, I would understand it as letting them run away, but the other person is Liston.

Above all, he is looking up at the sky now.

Still holding the knife that had been put back in at some point.

What happened was that it looked like I had just cut the iron at least twice and not a single tooth came out.

“Hee, heeeek. Sa, please save me. I’ll do anything! Really! Anything!”

I wasn't the only one who thought about death.

The same was true for the chef.

In an instant, he became haggard and was shedding tears and snot.

It was a pity, but the thought that there might be typhoid fever there made me feel even more uneasy.

Then Liston approached the cook and knelt down.

He still held the knife.

“Can you really do anything?”

“Yes? Yes! Really. I don’t have a family anyway!”

“When I return to London, I won’t be noticed by anyone… … Is that okay?”

"yes!"

I feel like I've seen something like this somewhere.

In noir genre films like The Outlaws or Infernal Affairs.

Obviously, Liston is a doctor… … .

That's also a famous name, but how can it create such an atmosphere?

“The youngest will come in, I see.”

And why does our coachman talk like such a gangster?

no…….

'Are we really a gang?'

Come to think of it, there are a few people that Liston personally commands… … .

Everyone's impression wasn't that good.

The groom was like that too.

And he's holding a gun… … .

'huh?'

While I was lost in these thoughts, Liston continued his candid conversation with the chef.

“Yes, you are very determined. Then I will accept it.”

“Go, thank you!”

“Hey, Pyeong.”

“Uh, yes.”

Then suddenly he looked back at me.

I answered immediately because I didn't know English and was a little scared.

“We already needed someone to be in charge of the dissection lab. We have to drain the blood and look after the body.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

There's a thing called body thieves in London.

Until now, Nana Liston or her disciples or Blundell took turns guarding it… … .

It would be nice if a chef could do it.

“Since the corpse won’t be affected by miasma anyway, can I touch it a little?”

“Right.”

“You’re a chef, so you know how to use a knife. It’ll be useful when thieves come.”

“That… that’s right.”

In this way, the family grew by one member.

The rank would probably be something like corpse guardian.