Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 289

Episode 289 War [2]

The number of warships was far greater on the Qing side.

At least that's what it seemed to me.

I don't know if it's because I've played Age of Exploration games, or because I'm just Korean and familiar with Eastern history, but I think it's because I know that the small ships coming and going are warships.

“Is that a warship… … ?”

On the other hand, it didn't seem that way to Liston and my disciples.

Well, compared to the battleship I rode on… … .

The ships flapping before my eyes did not look like warships at all.

with a plop.

The shots fired there were like cannons.

That's because the shooting range is extremely short.

You'll probably know it when you shoot.

That will never happen.

But we shoot because we are shooting too.

And every time we fire from this side, it sinks the enemy ship.

I counted up to about twenty, but after that I stopped because it seemed meaningless.

'Im Zexu… is there none?'

The person who can be called a hero of a ruined nation is none other than Lin Zexu. I believe that thanks to him, the Opium War was not so one-sided.

Well, it would have been only slightly better than the massacre unfolding before my eyes.

I don't know the details, but given that level, wouldn't Qing have fallen from being a powerhouse in the East, or at least a former powerhouse, to a mere gourmet restaurant?

But at this point, this is… … .

“It’s so one-sided… … Maybe there’s nothing for us to do?”

These were the words of Colin, who suffered from motion sickness the whole time and eventually became a semi-alcoholic.

I feel very sorry for you… … Of course, it wasn’t like this from the beginning.

But wouldn't it be fun to fight and beat up a country that is different from your own, and a country that is of a different race?

But I guess I'm not feeling well because the gap is too big.

“No, but still… … there will be people who get hurt. The cannon shakes a lot more than I thought.”

Liston's expression was not so good either, to the point where it felt like the painful treatment had been forgotten.

That would be so… … .

“Eww!”

“Hey, save me!”

I couldn't understand it because it was Chinese, but I thought there were many people along the Guangzhou beach who were saying something like this.

These are the people who fell from the wrecked warship… … .

Even the clothes were not unified.

The soldiers of a country, and soldiers who have gone to war at that, are like this… … .

'It is certain that the Qing Dynasty was a ruined country at this time.'

It's a little twisted.

The Opium War itself was a mess of British actions, and the Qing were the complete victims… … .

I'm Korean.

If I think about the times they’ve tormented our country, not just during the Horan incident, but even before that, I think they deserve to suffer more… … .

Nevertheless, I also felt uneasy.

It wasn't so miserable to see the army being destroyed before my eyes.

'Then what about Joseon?'

I don't think it's impossible to do more than this.

'I guess I'll have to ask for news once I get in… '

To be honest, on one hand, I also wanted to help Joseon.

But after seeing this, my confidence has definitely dropped.

In the first place, isn't this a country that's already ruined?

There is a king, and above all, the Andong Kim clan's political power will be in full swing.

But what can a guy who isn't even Andong Kim, and who has been through a lot with the foreigners, say?

'Let's not do anything presumptuous… … I'm not Kim Yu-jin.'

I'm already a bit confused right now.

No matter how you look at it, the Opium War was dragged on for almost 7 or 8 years, and as a result, the Qing Dynasty, which did not even have Lin Zexu, was collapsing even more helplessly.

In a way, this happened because of me… … .

history.

I never dreamed that this huge stream of water would change so much in London just by making it easier to amputate limbs, make and sell some medicine, and cure diabetes.

“It’s almost over.”

As far as I know, in Yuan history, they would not have bombarded Guangzhou directly.

Still, Lin Zexu must have been preparing for several years.

So instead, I should have attacked somewhere else first… … .

Guangzhou, which was once considered a gateway city to Hangzhou and Suzhou, has been completely destroyed.

What will happen to Qing now?

'I don't know.'

No matter how much I think about it, I still don't know.

Besides, there was no time given for that.

“Dr. Pee Young, Liston. We have wounded soldiers.”

At George Eliot's request, we were obliged to see the influx of patients as soon as we arrived.

As Liston had expected, there were quite a few British casualties.

Of course, there were several times more casualties on the Qing side.

“Please take a good look at this side too. The best way to govern public sentiment is to cure the sick.”

Should I say that I'm lucky?

Even though Liston had not specifically requested it, George Eliot seemed intent on caring for the wounded soldiers on the Chinese side as well.

Even in Congress, there were arguments that such a dishonorable war should not be fought, and considering that the arguments of the pro-war advocates were so strong that it was worth enduring it… … .

There must be a reason why it became so soft.

I thought it was probably because of the battle that had happened earlier, which had felt so bland.

anyway.

"here!"

“Um… … My head is cracked. Let’s get up first.”

“Ugh… … It hurts so much.”

“Still, the strength in your arms and legs is normal. Just look at the outside.”

“Blood, aren’t you going to draw blood?”

“What blood?”

I had to see a patient.

Even though it was a situation where they decided to spare the wounded Qing soldiers, the British army came first.

That was natural and that was how I felt.

Whatever it was, it was because some of the faces I knew were lying there.

At first glance, it didn't look like a very serious injury.

“There is a saying that if you open the cap on a person’s head and drain the blood, even a person who is about to die will live.”

“Ah… … that.”

There are some people who are so energetic that they say things like that.

I really wanted to hit him once… … .

Still, I decided to endure it.

“No. You don’t have to do that.”

“Is that so?”

“What are you so sad about? It’s just fortunate that you weren’t hurt too badly.”

“But… … I heard that if you stay like this, you can die.”

“Just pray for now. You lack faith, sir.”

"ah."

These were injuries that could be easily overcome with verbal massage, that is, with just a quick mouth rub… … .

“Kkaaa… … .”

"eww……."

That's not the case on the Qing side.

The injuries were so serious that it made you wonder if they had really fought in the same battle.

Well, if you include the dead, it would be much more.

It goes without saying how one-sided the battle was, considering that they entered the port without a fight and were able to use this entire large building as a field hospital.

I think there was an army there too, but they must have been so scared that they all ran away.

“Kkaaa… … .”

“This is fu*king crap. I have to cut it.”

So originally they were going to treat him on the ship, but that plan fell through.

All that training on a ferry along the English coast with Liston was for naught…

“Turn on the gas!”

"yes!"

However, it is not completely useless, as the Kim Tae-pyeong knife that Liston made is being used very usefully.

humming.

In contrast to the previous curve, if you swing the sword in a forward direction, you will cut the muscles of the leg.

Creak, creak.

Colin, a skilled assistant, rushes in and cuts the bone with a saw.

In the meantime, I put down the knife and started tapping the blood vessel together with Joseph.

In less than ten minutes, a leg is lost.

"next!"

Liston?

Liston cuts three as well.

He's not even the one who coordinated with me, and he's just doing this with a military doctor.

Considering that all a military doctor does is open gas, that guy is not a real person.

Suddenly.

Another arm was cut off.

You might say that these are just Qing people cutting things up…

no.

I don't know about Liston, but I'm really cutting it based solely on medical judgment.

'This is… … a fu*king bullet… … .'

But I think the reason it was cut this much was because of the bullets.

Actually, I don't know because I've never seen a gunshot wound in Korea.

If I recall from movies and dramas, if you just pull it out with tweezers, the bullet comes out as is, right?

But the bullets embedded in these people's bodies were all torn apart.

Even from my perspective as a recent lead expert, this is all lead.

As you can see, it's split like a dog.

I could try to figure out how to do it with just a few pieces, but it's impossible.

If you leave it alone, it will all rot.

So what can I do?

You have to cut it above that… … .

“Here, here!”

Then someone started shouting very urgently.

When I turned my head, I saw that the person who had been clutching his chest had collapsed while everyone else was either having their limbs cut off or was just waiting helplessly for death.

There was no panic.

I already thought that guy was a bit strange.

“Senior Alfred!”

“Huh? Oh, that’s it!”

“Yes, that’s right. A syringe!”

“Oh, okay!”

He seemed like a pretty tall person.

Even though he was injured, there were still people next to him.

Even though he didn't have any weapons or anything, he just stood next to me and chattered away.

“Huh? A Korean?”

One of the people who was stuck there looked at me and said something.

I don't know a word of Chinese, so I just shook my head, having decided to interpret it on my own for a long time.

“No! A Korean-British person!”

“Jo, Joseon?”

“Okay, Joseon! Get out of the way for now!”

“Uh uh uh… … .”

At the word Joseon, I saw someone running out in a panic.

He was also seen being followed by soldiers.

I was a little curious, but… … .

Listening to the breathing sounds with the stethoscope hanging around the neck and blood splattered everywhere, pericardial tamponade was suspected.

There was a moment when I started to hate myself for making this diagnosis without even doing an ultrasound… … .

What should I do?

There is nothing.

“Alfred!”

"yes!"

I took a syringe from Senior Alfred and stabbed it deep into my heart.

"no!"

"assassination……!"

"watering!"

The people next to me were talking about something or other, and it seemed like they were talking about something like this.

Since it was a situation that could only be seen that way, I decided to endure it for now.

Actually, that may not be what he said.

Swish.

Besides, I was busy.

You have to pull back on the syringe to draw blood.

This too has been further improved thanks to the chemist, and although the material is now iron, its role as a syringe is not much different from that of the 21st century.

I'm telling you, the rubber stopper is definitely better.

“Huh.”

As soon as the blood drained out, the tall man came back to life.

“Oh, Jesus!”

“Risen!”

“As expected… … a poet of blood!”

The British soldiers who gathered because of the rumor that the Qing people were happily cutting off their limbs

"this……."

“Idiot… …? Did you call me an idiot!”

“Are you really an idiot?”

“Idiot!”

Even the Qing people began to worship me with one mind and one heart.

The same goes for people who just came back to life.

“You idiot… … Thank you so much.”

I don't know what you're saying, but I can tell when I see you holding my hand and crying.

But… … I think it’s still too early.

This person is… … .

I'm still bleeding.

“Uh… … Uh uh.”

What that means is, if you don't have open heart surgery, you'll have to get stabbed again.

'I don't know if I'll be able to live like that, but… … .'

Anyway, I'd already cut off all the limbs that were going to be cut off, so it was a do-or-die situation.

Sigh.

As they watched the Qing officials being pulled out again and brought back to life, the British soldiers began to chattering with more serious expressions on their faces than before.

“This evil spirit seems to be quite powerful.”

“That’s right, it’s the first time I’ve seen a poet struggle like that.”

“That’s stupid! That’s not it.”

"then?"

“That guy… … is a Qing commander. Didn’t you see the fight today? He cursed him in advance… … That’s why he won so unilaterally!”

“Aha… … I see. As expected… … A poet… … A sorcerer… … .”