Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 275

Episode 275 Cocaine [4]

I was thinking of going to a chemist too… … .

I decided to go tomorrow, thinking that there was a high chance that the body had already been abandoned.

It's not that it wasn't, it was just too hard.

Liston, who was clearly a skilled martial artist, didn't look tired at all… … .

Aren't I just an ordinary person with no martial arts skills or internal energy?

He was treating diabetes in the morning, disposing of corpses in the afternoon, and then he suddenly wiped out a gang of suppliers and even gave Sir Jamie a hard time because of cocaine.

“Whoa.”

As soon as I lay down on the bed at Senior Alfred's house, a groan escaped my lips.

At times like this, it would be heaven if I could just take a shower with really warm water… … .

Isn't showering impossible?

So, there is something prepared separately.

I make a lot of money, and my uncle has also started to make a lot of money because of me, so it was possible for me to have a private bathroom, and there was someone to get water for me.

Just because you get water doesn't mean you can just turn it on like in the 21st century. You have to boil the water from the tap and let it cool, which requires some serious labor.

Well… … Among the old men who wanted to retire from the gang, there were plenty of strong and loyal people, so it wasn’t that difficult to find useful people.

“I’m ready, boss.”

“Oh, yes.”

After entering the prepared bathroom, I took out the powder that the chemist had given me earlier.

It's cocaine.

To be honest, I just found out today that this is what it looks like.

I've only heard it through word of mouth or seen it in the media, so where else would I have seen it?

The number of patients brought in due to acute poisoning was also increasing… … .

Now that I think about it, there probably are more these days.

How in the world did drugs become so rampant?

'This is where lidocaine comes from.'

As a doctor, I know all too well the harmful effects of drugs.

In the first place, wouldn't it be strange if I were to turn to drugs in my current situation?

Except that it's the 19th century, things are actually going much better than in my previous life.

At this age, you're already the center director.

Even considering that the center is like a fountain, he is the director, the director.

What about the white ones lined up in a row at the back?

“Shall I get you something to drink?”

“Oh, let’s have a glass of wine.”

"yes!"

The person who just left is actually my personal secretary or servant… … .

Wouldn't this be a luxury you couldn't even dream of in your previous life?

I looked at the white powder in my leather pouch while thinking about that.

I only took a quick look because if it were to blow in the wind and get into my nose, it would cause chaos.

No, I'm not watching it anymore.

When I think about it, it's not like you have to see it to be able to think about it.

'If you process this well… … you get lidocaine, that's what I'm saying. How do you do it?'

In fact, it is not even known how cocaine is purified from coca leaves.

Even people in the 19th century probably didn't know.

But how did you do it?

-Did you know that some substances dissolve in water, and some in oil? Some substances dissolve in acids, and some in alkalis?

Oh, is it because of me?

But now I don't want to regret it.

In fact, if you want to purify and use the medicinal ingredients in natural substances, you have to dissolve them.

Besides, I didn't even say the 'ㅋ' in cocaine.

I was told to dissolve all the substances that could be used as medicine… … .

'Since it's come to this… … I think I should think about how to use this… … But don't I? Isn't this just opening Pandora's box for nothing?'

As I continued to ponder, a gang member came over with some alcohol.

Since it was a glass mixed with something rather than pure glass, the light looked even more beautiful when I poured wine into it.

Maybe it was just the vague light from the gas lamps hanging from the ceiling, but anyway.

I took a sip of the drink.

It was strangely sweet.

It's wine, but it's sweet.

How can this be possible when we don't even have a wine fridge?

'I think there was something about lead before… … .'

Surely you're joking.

Would you soak lead in wine?

'No… no.'

These little guys can soak up plenty of it.

It is pointless to wonder why anyone would ever think of putting lead in wine.

Are there more than one or two things in human history that are incomprehensible?

If you think about it, racial discrimination itself is irrational.

Compared to that, soaking lead is something you can do.

I don't know why there's this old saying that it makes wine sweet…

'hmm.'

As I thought about that, the taste of alcohol suddenly disappeared.

You never know.

I'm not the type of person who can't drink alcohol and is impatient…

So I just put it down.

The same was true of cocaine concerns.

Come to think of it, it was because there was a center development meeting tomorrow.

It may sound a bit difficult to explain, but it is simply a place where investors and sponsors all gather to talk about the direction our center should take.

'Until now, I've just been drinking alcohol… … .'

I have a feeling something will be different tomorrow.

First of all, there were some achievements in the lab.

As word of diabetes treatment spreads so much, the number of patients is increasing rapidly, and it is getting to the point where I need to hire more assistants.

In addition, I think that even people other than the director, that is, people who are not doctors, are getting involved in medicine these days, so they sometimes express various opinions.

'Yeah, I guess we'll have to talk about it tomorrow.'

cocaine.

Let's just get rid of this for now.

Thinking like that, my mind began to feel at ease and I began to fall asleep easily.

I was worried that I would be in big trouble if I fell asleep in there and caught a cold, so I quickly went outside and dried myself first.

cold…….

If you get caught, you could really die.

It's not simply because there are no suitable treatments, including antibiotics.

I just have a strong belief that the more my colleagues put effort into treating me, the faster I will cool down.

Although we have become much more enlightened, the concept of bloodshed has not changed.

There is even a technique to open the head and drain the hematoma…

I would consider it a type of bloodletting.

"hmm."

After spending a night full of thoughts like that and finishing my morning routine, I went into the conference room on the second floor of the center.

Inside, almost all the influential people of our hospital were present, including Sir Jamie, who had been too busy to show up recently.

Colin's father is nowhere to be seen, but he is a merchant, so it can't be helped.

“Okay. Now that everyone is here, let’s start the meeting. First, let’s start with the settlement.”

“Yes, I will announce that.”

Instead, Alfred's father was there.

That's because he was the one among us who was good at numbers.

It was a huge undertaking, even though they only revealed how much the sales were and how much the net profit was after deducting labor and material costs.

No, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have even been able to establish the corporation.

Oh, this is surprising, but there is already a concept of corporation here.

There is also the concept of a joint stock company… … .

I thought that developed countries were developed countries.

“Wow. We make a lot of money, huh?”

“That’s why. Even though we spend so much on research, we still have this much money left over.”

“We definitely need to expand diabetes treatment. Oh, and the slaughterhouse gang is definitely pushing for it.”

Liston was proud of the director's words.

“Yes, I pushed. Now there are no gangs in London to follow.”

“As expected, it’s the Black Star. Okay. Then I’ll take care of filling the positions. You guys just have to do the interviews and decide.”

“Yes, I will do that.”

After I finished answering, the constructive talk was basically over.

From now on… … .

It's a bit of a desk theory.

No, from my perspective, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a feast of absurd opinions.

They were really talking nonsense like they were some unbridled calves.

Is it because I don't know anything at all, my imagination has no limits?

“Now, please share your wisdom on the path that the research institute and hospital should take in the future.”

Sir Jamie raised his hand as if he had been waiting for the director's words.

I wondered why he came in the middle of his busy schedule, and it seemed like he had something to say.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

He took a sip of sweet wine at the director's words and continued.

“Isn’t it common sense that anyone with decent wealth would hire a good sommelier?”

The speech was quite nice, as if no one would call him a duke.

I feel like I've heard it somewhere, but…

Since it wasn't a wrong statement, I listened quietly.

'I'm the one who created jobs on the London floor.'

If tasting urine is your job, it might sound really scary… … .

If you ask me if I want to work in a London factory and drink urine, I'll tell you that if you're really white, I'll drink white urine.

It's true.

Of course, drinking urine is not an ordinary thing.

It won't make you feel good either.

But I don't think I'd feel particularly good about working in a factory.

No, it's not that bad. In some factories, you can die in less than a year.

There are a lot of factories that handle things like white phosphorus, lead, mercury, and arsenic.

Just like Liston did earlier, I was feeling a little proud and was about to brag, when Jamie continued.

“It’s common sense that you can predict your health to some extent through your urine. Isn’t that right, sir?”

“Oh, yes. That’s right.”

I did it.

It's me.

“There’s one thing I’m curious about.”

“What is it?”

“Isn’t blood more related to our lives? Then how about making a pimmelier?”

"yes?"

The feeling of pride disappeared without a trace.

Instead, what occupied my mind was '?'

What are you talking about?

“Haha, I did some research. I heard that urine is made in the kidneys? Is that right?”

“That’s true… … I think so.”

“I heard that the material is blood. Is that true?”

“Ah, Your Majesty, that hasn’t been fully confirmed yet… … .”

The director intervened, and it is true.

The 19th century was truly a chaotic time.

Because it's a place where scientific facts and unscientific claims are mixed together, leading to completely absurd conclusions.

“You’ll know once you try it.”

“That’s right.”

Oh, and there are no human rights or research ethics there either.

I don't know what they want me to do, but I'm willing to risk my life if it's probably human experimentation.

“Anyway, if blood tastes sweet, wouldn’t that be clearer evidence than urine being sweet?”

"oh."

I was wondering how to stop this.

Tasting blood was both horrifying and meaningless, but there was a more important reason.

Urine is surprisingly sterile unless you have a urinary tract infection, as it is filtered by the kidneys.

But the blood… … .

Especially during this time, how many germs would there be in the blood of people?

The risk of infection is too great.

But before I could open my mouth, someone else opened their mouth first.

It was Liston.

It wasn't meant to be dry.

How many years have we been together?

You can tell just by looking at his expression.

“I’m sure he knows the average. He might even be an expert.”

I didn't know you would come in grabbing my hair… … .

“It is said that in Joseon, there are royal physicians who are in charge of the king’s health.”

“Oh… … I guess so. Isn’t this a country with advanced medical systems?”

“Do you know how those royal physicians check the king’s health?”

Ouch, shit.

don't

Don't do that!

“I don’t know.”

“Taste the change.”

“Oh! A changeling?”