Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 307

Episode 307 This is not something that should be done for that reason… … [1]

Kim Tae-pyeong.

A Korean-British man who runs a hospital on Kensington Street, which could be called the Gangnam of London.

Not only is he a doctor, he also leads several gangs, including the Black Liston… … .

It has long since won over several members of parliament, including Sir Damien and Sir Jamie, who are big names in London politics.

His clutches even extend to the police, and it is a well-known fact that several people, including the police chief, frequent the hospital run by Kim Tae-pyeong.

But now he is a knight of the British Empire and even personal physician to His Majesty the King.

“What a beautiful world.”

If there were a biography about me in the 21st century, it would probably have something like this.

It's not just the ones made in England that are like this, but I think South Korea will like them too.

– A pioneer who has made red ginseng the most preferred health supplement in the West to this day.

uh?

That's not going to happen.

People are more likely to be caught up in ideas than what they observe directly or see and hear, right?

I am not joking about the efficacy of red ginseng just to eat well and live well.

Only for the motherland… … .

I am a true patriot.

“What’s beautiful? It’s such a cloudy day. I think it’s time to turn on the heating.”

Liston, who had been looking at the thick fog outside the window, shook his head at my words.

You don't understand my grand intentions.

If you're big, you'll think small.

'Well… … I guess no one can think about the future like I can.'

It might be a limitation of the times.

As I had that thought, I was still able to smile warmly because I was in a good mood to begin with.

“That’s true.”

Besides, it's gotten a little cold now.

It's winter in London… … .

It's not as cold as Korea.

My proud homeland, the Korean Peninsula, is truly… … .

It's so hot in the summer and cold in the winter that it's almost as if the weather is cursed…

The problem is that there are too many people living here and the heating has to be done with coal rather than city gas.

Humidity, frequent rain, and fog are also problems.

“The coal has arrived!”

While I was thinking about that, my subordinates came carrying coal.

The word subordinates does not mean disciples.

Our disciples… … .

Even though he hasn't yet obtained his medical license, aren't he being treated like a doctor?

Of course, if a clinical trial is necessary, you have to step forward and do it yourself, etc… … .

haha.

It's voluntary, after all.

“Oh, leave it there.”

"yes!"

Anyway, the guys who delivered the goods now are current and former gang members.

Because of that, I'm confused as to whether he really bought what I told him to buy or whether he just stole the money.

Well, what can I do?

I am innocent.

One thing I'm worried about is that the changes I'm bringing might cause even faster smog conditions.

“By the way, don’t you think there are more people in London?”

I looked towards the slums and made a wish.

That being said, the view of London from Kensington is quite beautiful.

Even if you can't help it about the air, the behavior of people walking down the street, the cleanliness of the streets, etc., it's nice here.

However, the sight that unfolds beyond this cannot be said to be good even in empty words.

Could it be said that this is like hell unfolding in this world?

I'm not overreacting, it really is.

“It has certainly increased. Isn’t industry overflowing? It’s thanks to us. We’ve subdued even the greater Qing.”

“That’s… …right.”

It certainly seems that Cheong has completely bowed his head.

He's a knight, you know. It's really an honorary position, so he doesn't get to attend important meetings or anything, but I guess he still gets to hear things.

People who come into our hospital meeting right now or go into our national meeting, they are bound to hear some pretty good rumors.

Given that, the Britain I live in now seems much stronger than the Britain of that time.

I'm not just talking about blowing up the Qing Dynasty… … .

It seems that other things also have some influence.

“The military doesn’t keep asking us for help for nothing.”

“That too.”

“But you’re not going to join the army again, are you?”

“Where are you going again?”

“The world is wide and there’s a lot to take. You’d want to go anywhere.”

“That’s true… … That’s true too.”

First of all, the military has become stronger.

Because blood transfusions are also available… … .

The morale of the wounded soldiers will also be high.

Even if you have to have your limbs amputated, you will probably be less worried about the aftermath since they acknowledged that you will experience phantom pain later and they will also provide some treatment.

In the incense burner… … .

I really hope this is false, but there is talk of cocaine being found in military supplies… … .

Leaving aside all the long-term side effects, cocaine, as a stimulant, may be somewhat helpful in single-shot combat.

'I don't think so.'

If this is some kind of stimulant like Philopon, then I don't know…

Isn't that a completely chemical compound?

In fact, there is talk that the German army actually used it during World War II.

But I've never heard of cocaine before, so I'll give it a try for a bit and then give up.

It's not like they won't do it at all, the Britain I saw has lost its experimental spirit.

Anyway, for this reason or another, London's population has really grown.

“Anyway, there are too many people… … If this continues, won’t the air quality get worse?”

“What are you worried about? It’s not like it’ll cause any illness.”

“That… … is still poisonous… … and pungent.”

“Hahaha! You are the one who destroyed the theory of poison, so why are you saying such things? The rationalists would be shocked if they heard that! Do you know how much they respect you?”

“Is that so?”

“Of course. To the rationalists, you’re almost like… … haha.”

Rationalist… … .

It sounds really cool just listening to it.

Doesn't it seem quite plausible to say that we should be governed by reason?

but…….

There is some misunderstanding about reason and emotion during this period.

What should I say… … ?

Is there such a thing as believing that reason is always superior to emotion?

“Anyway, I heard a rumor going around among those guys these days… … When I heard it, I agreed with it.”

Actually, it is a time when that is possible.

Isn't the artistic trend that dominates this era also Romanticism?

That's because it's literally a time full of romance.

Not worldwide, but in Western Europe, especially the two most powerful countries, Britain and France.

Going back and forth across the world, squeezing everything, taking anything of value, making money…

There is a widespread belief that the future will be unconditionally better than the past.

I think that's why we have this belief that we are far superior to the people who existed before… … I think these rationalists have also been influenced by that.

I don't know the details because I didn't study it, but anyway, people who pride themselves on being educated like Liston tend to fall for it much more easily.

I didn't know, but now that I look at it, it seems so.

“I think it’s really important to suppress your s*xual desire.”

“Ah… … But why are you looking at me like that?”

“It’s no secret that you sometimes have some time alone, whether at the hospital or at home.”

“That… brother doesn’t do it?”

“I do things normally with women. I don’t do anything unclean like masturbating.”

“What… … Why is masturbation an unclean act?”

“s*xual intercourse itself is an act for producing children… … Masturbation, that’s not right. It’s not like we were created that way by God.”

“What… … .”

Even if we say that he is a created being, it would be wrong.

why?

I watched some documentary or something… … .

Humans are actually animals that engage in s*xual behavior for pleasure.

Otherwise, there would be no need for human males to have such large penises relative to their body size.

'But if I say something like that, it'll sound even weirder, right?'

They say you have to suppress your s*xual desires, so what would it look like if you said something like that?

'Ah… … I locked the door then, and damn it, it broke.'

It's not that I don't know, but I've been caught in the act once, so I'm even more hesitant about saying anything about this.

Could this be the reason?

Or maybe it's because it just started raining.

I don't know exactly, but the London cityscape that had looked so beautiful just a moment ago started to look horrible.

“But, well… … it must be hard to endure for a bachelor like you. Well… … you’re a really intelligent and intelligent friend, but what about other people?”

“Well… I guess so.”

I wonder if I really have to endure it.

If I were to try to solve it with a crime, of course it would be wrong, but I'm still a teenager and my hormones are running high, right?

How about just being alone?

But why does it come out like this… … .

“While we’re on the subject… … According to recent research, prisoners are often obsessed with masturbation.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“That’s right! I thought you’d say no since you’re a bit like that, but I guess you admit what you have to admit!”

“No, that’s not it.”

“No, that’s not true. Haha!”

Prisoners are locked up, so they have no choice but to do it… … .

There is no freedom… … .

I wanted to say something like that, but Liston was so furious and talking that I couldn't even open my mouth.

Even if I just said something, it was so loud that it was difficult to continue talking, and even the content was shocking.

“Isn’t this theory possible? If we suppress masturbation, we might somehow reduce things like aggression or… … learning disabilities.”

“No… … How is that… … ?”

“Listen. There are some friends who have already taken action. I heard about it and am on my way here. I can’t stand the thought that we have always been the ones to innovate, but we are a little behind.”

“That… … innovation?”

“Yes, innovation! Aren’t we the icons of innovation!”

“That’s true, but… … .”

I think it's better not to do 19th century style innovations.

It's called innovation, but there's a high chance that it will turn into a real mess.

As I was struggling to get out of the stun with such thoughts, our Liston continued speaking.

He was still laughing heartily.

“Where does desire come from?”

He speaks to me in a pretended serious tone, but I feel a little angry.

It's not like I don't know the answer.

It comes from hormones.

But I couldn't say that, so I kept silent.

“It comes from the genitals. The reason men have stronger s*xual desires than women… …isn’t it because there’s something useless attached to the genitals?”

"yes?"

I feel like the content is spiraling into an increasingly uncontrollable whirlpool.

No, is it already a whirlpool?

“So, someone cut this.”

“What… … peppers?”

“No, are you crazy? Why are you cutting this? The bigger the better.”

Does this person realize that what he is saying is quite contradictory?

I don't think you know.

Otherwise… … .

“Circumcision. Circumcision.”

"circumcision?"

“Yeah. Cutting the foreskin.”

“Ah… … whaling… … ?”