Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 273

Episode 273 Cocaine [2]

Oh my gosh!

Surprise!

Kim Tae-pyeong and Liston, the worst narcos of the 19th century.

I keep seeing the future as if I had actually received a revelation.

If up until now I've been half-joking… … .

It's a reality now.

'fu*k!'

Why did you create cocaine!

If I had known this would happen, I would have told you never to touch coca leaves.

no…….

No.

-I told you not to do it? (I really have to do it.)

British bastards… … .

Black tea babies… … .

Aren't these kids the real rebels and crazy ones?

I don't know if it's because something is a bit strange when you're surrounded by the ocean on all sides, but anyway, most people have to taste it to know whether it's poop or soybean paste.

'Hmm. Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't really my fault?'

Cocaine was made throughout history anyway, right?

I think I may have been a little early… … .

But still, huh?

Did I really make this?

It was created by a research institute I sponsored.

'No, but still… … no… … this is really not right.'

Even if it wasn't my fault, something like that shouldn't be happening on the streets of London right now.

It's still hell.

I know you shouldn't use the word hell lightly.

It's not something you should use carelessly.

19th century London.

Among them, East End.

So, this is where I am riding on a riot police horse right now… … .

It's not the East End, it's just the End.

“Where are you going!”

It's a place I can't go alone without Liston chasing me.

It's not that there aren't many eyes glancing at me even now.

Of course, he speaks quickly, and since he is wearing a helmet, he quickly avoids eye contact.

This is a place where there is no such thing as public security.

Opium and cannabis are taking root here and there.

But add cocaine?

Right away.

I ignored Liston's words and ran.

“Hey, where are you going!”

It's not just because it's urgent.

In fact, unless you are quite adept at horseback riding or have crazy core muscles, you can't talk while riding.

Liston knows that too, so he's just yelling.

If it weren't for that, it would have been stopped already.

I don't know how to stop a running horse, but I have a feeling Liston can do it.

Because Liston is also from another world like me.

“Oh, are you going to Sir Jamie? Because of the cocaine?”

Anyway, we were now at the entrance of Kensington Street.

If you go a little further in from here, you will come across Sir Jamie's mansion.

It's called a mansion, but given its location, it's a fairly large house.

The real one is in the suburbs.

A place to party and do things… … It’s literally huge.

The reason why such a house exists here is because of the Opium Wars.

I don't know much about it, but war can't be an easy thing, right?

It seems that they have concluded that the Qing Dynasty is likely to be weak… … .

'Until Russia joined forces with Ukraine… … It was a game, but Washington was occupied and chaos ensued.'

Isn't it something you can't know until you actually try it?

As you can see, he was very busy planning all sorts of scenarios.

You could tell how busy they were just by looking at the fact that the tea people were slowly drinking coffee instead of tea.

I also heard that there was a series of overwork incidents that were so severe that even young people were collapsing.

How did you hear that?

I'm doing pretty well now.

Otherwise, why would I have opened a hospital in Kensington?

Of course, it is possible because I am not running it alone but am working with several influential people, but it is also possible because I am supported by my own reputation and power.

Just because you have a lot of money doesn't mean you're an Asian, but it's too much to say you're a true British person.

"stop!"

Hehehee.

“Ah… … A poet?”

So, I've done a lot of horseback riding.

As they say, if you try anything, horseback riding is no exception, and soon we arrived in front of the mansion where Sir Jamie was staying.

Security is usually quite tight, but it has gotten tighter recently.

It couldn't be helped, since it was the home of someone who was planning military operations.

“Oh, I have something to do.”

“Come on in.”

Even so, I passed safely.

As you just heard, that name is also a famous poet.

No matter how you hear it, it sounds like a curse word… … .

“What, why are you in such a hurry?”

Liston, who had come right inside, just like me, got off his horse and asked.

I've been worrying a lot about what to say to make it sound plausible.

'Shall I sell the Lord?'

I may have sounded a bit like Judas, but that's not what I meant.

'Shall we sell Joseon?'

I said it a bit like I was being relaxed, but that's not what I meant.

“Oh, yes. Brother. That… … .”

“Okay, tell me. I know you have your own reasons, but aren’t you curious? Is it because of the cocaine?”

“Yes, yes, that’s right.”

“Why? I heard it earlier… … The feeling of omnipotence is a bit strange, but doesn’t it make you feel good? It even makes you forget about fatigue?”

When I look at Liston while thinking about it, he has a look on his face that says he literally doesn't know English.

Well… … I guess that's true.

The belief that eating something gives you strength has not disappeared even in 21st century South Korea.

In fact, to be healthy, it's not about eating more, it's about eating less…

Even if a doctor, not a grandfather, said something like that, I wouldn't listen.

Instead, listen carefully to what your next-door neighbor says.

Perhaps Liston or the chemist would think of cocaine as some kind of health supplement.

It's still an era where there's no such thing as a health supplement, but that's what it feels like.

“Brother, are you now beginning to recognize the dangers of opium?”

“Well… … I know it can be bad if used incorrectly.”

No matter how I write it, it's bad, but it's too hard for me to point out things like that.

What can I do when I see opium addicts dying right before my eyes and I still say things like that?

I learned many things when I came to the 19th century, and one of them was how to roughly get through it.

If you try to solve each and every one of them, you won't get anything done.

asleep.

No, he's already dead.

“Right? So you’re going to use it for war.”

“I heard it’s selling well. Just looking at you… I can tell that Asians are weak to medicine.”

Should I even pass over something like this?

I'm really worried.

First of all, susceptibility to certain diseases or drugs may differ depending on race.

But is the difference that big?

no.

Since we are all grouped together as the same people anyway, what difference can there be?

-Are you saying that black people and we are the same people?

But when it comes to race, you're bound to hear this.

Aren't some of them like that?

Do you think that's possible?

-Humanity is in its highest perfection in the white race. The yellow Indians are of inferior talents, the blacks (Negroes) are of a lower order, and the lowest race is that of the American race.

-The difference in mental abilities (Gemüthsfähigkeiten) between black and white races seems to be greater than the difference in skin color.

Do you know who said this?

This is a quote from Immanuel Kant, a great philosopher who appears in every textbook on morality and ethics.

I guess it's because he's German…

Unfortunately, Kant was an 18th century man, and the 19th century's intellectual world in general was in the shadow of 18th century philosophers, including Kant.

“Well, that may be true. But aren’t there some white people who have problems with opium addiction?”

“Yes. I’m not the type of person to be stubborn.”

“What did those opium addicts say they felt when they used opium?”

“Huh? Relief. Ah… …?”

By the way, you might be wondering how we came to know so much about opium.

It's because of Sir Jamie.

No, should I say thanks?

As his friendship with him grew, he became more involved in something more serious, and was also instructed to investigate the harmful effects of opium in more detail.

Even though they wrote a detailed report on the harmful effects, the UK is not banning the use of opium, but rather is using it directly from time to time…

However, Nana Liston, who saw the harm firsthand on the scene, could not help but be different.

There's a reason why Liston's face is so serious.

“You said it was a feeling of elation and omnipotence earlier.”

“Yes. If we had simply talked about recovery from fatigue, I wouldn’t have done this. But that feeling is dangerous. You can become dependent on it.”

“But Sir Jamie is white.”

“A white man who cut off his own body parts.”

“This is a mess.”

What if Sir Jamie becomes addicted to some strange drug?

What if you become like the opium addicts you saw?

I think it would be a big deal for Britain.

“Oh, Doctor Liston? A poet?”

“Hmm. Are you inside? I have something important to tell you.”

“You are here, but… …you just had a drink, alone.”

“That’s okay. No, I guess I’ll have to see it.”

“Umm… … .”

So that's why they're moving so quickly.

Even so, if it were like before, I would have been cut off at the butler line.

But now we are celebrities.

He is also a close friend of Sir Jamie.

No, it's not that bad. If it weren't for us, this gentleman would have died already.

Diabetes is usually not a scary disease when there is no cure.

“Please go in. I’m really tired these days and my nerves are tense. Please excuse me.”

“Okay, I understand.”

“Yes, I know.”

So we were able to get in without much trouble.

I went up to the second floor following the guidance of the servant who was waiting inside.

I was guided to the study instead of the bedroom, and inside, as expected, was Sir Jamie.

He was alone, as his wife and other family members were in a mansion in the suburbs.

Maybe that's why he looked lonely even when he came to the hospital…

“Huh? Huh? You guys are here! Hahahahahaha! What’s going on here!”

Did you boil some train cauldron today? You looked very energetic.

'Isn't this a really good medicine?'

'Does this look normal?'

'You look really happy.'

'Isn't it unusual for someone who is making war plans to look so happy?'

'I think it'll be fine.'

'That's because he has the makings of a general!'

'Is that so?'

I gave up talking to Liston and approached Sir Jamie.

More precisely, he went towards the glass that Sir Jamie had placed on the table.

Bad dust scattered to the side.

And even the bad powders that are finely stuck to the glass.

I found circumstantial evidence.

If it were the 21st century, I would have been sent straight to prison… … .

“Oh my, you look good today?”

“It was hard, but I suddenly feel good. It feels like everything will turn out okay?”

I looked back at Liston as we talked.

Liston also realized the seriousness of what he had just said, because it was not something that a person who was simply in a good mood would say.

So, he followed my whisper and swiped his glass away.

Isn't there a saying that the hand is quicker than the eye?

Liston's hands are real.

“Hmm?”

I thought as I watched Jamie Sir's hands waving in the air.

'Cocaine has a short duration of action… Let's wake him up and get started.'

Mr. Chemist… … .

He's more capable than I expected, but that doesn't mean he can suddenly make a drug like Pablo Escobar or Pastor Jeon Yo-hwan.

This means that the purity will inevitably decrease.

It also became a saying that there is still hope.