Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 313

Episode 313 What kind of alcohol is this… … [1]

“Eww! What is this!”

Is Liston that scary?

Well, there's no need to think about things like that.

What a surprise to meet Liston without any mental preparation…

Because it almost feels like a grim reaper from hell.

“Me, me!”

But why does it feel like the tip of the finger is pointing towards me?

If it were Liston, he would have caught that finger and broken it.

Unlike him, I am a person of considerable character.

Naturally, I began to reflect on myself.

'okay.'

It's definitely ugly.

It looks like something huge is hanging from it because of the iron cups, and since there are no pants that fit over it, she's wearing a skirt.

Fortunately, we are not yet in an era where things like miniskirts are a thing.

The story is that if that had been the case, the skirt would have been lifted up by the iron cup, making it even more hideous.

“Excuse me. This is a doctor.”

“T-Tell me, don’t lie… Oh, no way. A poet?”

The other person became even more irritated by what I said, but when he saw my face, he froze in place.

You probably won't recognize my face.

This was a time when there was no TV, let alone YouTube, so how could you find out?

No, it's a time when even the most common photos don't appear in newspapers.

It seems that there are some cameras, but there are very few that are advanced enough for practical use.

But in my experience so far, I have never met a British person who did not recognize Nana Liston.

Of course.

There is only one Asian who introduces himself as a doctor, and that is Kim Tae-pyeong.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I… I’m not being dragged somewhere, am I?”

A man of such a large stature is trembling.

This is my strength.

Not 'Maybe I'm pretty strong?' but… … .

“Where does it hurt so much?”

If someone is sick, shouldn't we treat them?

If it hurts this much, then there has to be a solution.

I've never been in so much pain here…

So, I'm not saying this because we're in the same boat.

As a doctor, this is what you should do.

“I…… got circumcised.”

“Where?”

“Here it is!”

“Oh, to whom?”

“I don’t know. Who was it?”

“You just got it done without even knowing who was going to do the surgery?”

“They said it was a simple surgery…….”

"ah."

Haha.

This is the 19th century.

It seems that the saying, “Mountain beyond mountain,” may have come about during this period.

'We need to create a concept of surgical consent form.'

Does it make sense to undergo a simple surgery without even knowing who will perform it?

Surgery is a procedure that necessarily brings about semi-permanent changes… … .

No matter how simple and harmless this may seem, it inevitably carries some degree of risk.

“Oh my.”

While I was lost in thought for a moment, the patient lowered his pants.

Since 'underwear' including panties was exclusive to the wealthy, you could see the surgical site right away by just pulling down your pants.

"oh my."

Now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Liston, who almost looks Korean, exclaimed, "Oh my!" as soon as he saw the surgical site.

It was worth it.

“You’ve got an infection. Did you touch anything with it? With your hands?”

Postoperative infection.

Even in the age of antibiotics, it is a scary complication… … .

Aren't there antibiotics these days?

And the part is this.

uh?

It hurts. It's not a part that you can cut.

Perhaps the person who cut the neck would also get cut off?

'No… … But it's not just our responsibility.'

It's not that I think this way because I'm a loser.

This person's hand that I just glanced at…

It's really dirty.

If you ever mess with that, you're finished.

“Oh, no! I didn’t touch it because you told me not to!”

“But where did the gauze go?”

“Why is this… Ah, here it is. I never touched it!”

“Ah. It’s far away?”

It looks like it came off when I took off my pants.

The smell coming from the area is bad, but the smell coming from the gauze and pants is no joke.

Even if you don't wash, it doesn't necessarily mean that you only smell that way.

This is a smell caused by inflammation.

That smell is like a joke… … .

“You’ve never touched it?”

“Yes! Really… I swear to heaven!”

“Yeah. I guess so.”

Liston is surprisingly perceptive.

Should I say that in situations where I have to be aware of others' feelings, I have the ability to see through things, although I don't have the ability to do so at all in situations where I have to be aware of others' feelings?

In particular, the ability to discern whether this is false or not is truly amazing.

Since the person standing in front of you has always been in this situation, it seems natural that you would develop this ability.

“Hmm…… no, but……”

I didn't touch it with my hands, that's what I'm saying.

Was there a problem with the gauze?

I don't think so.

Hasn't Joseph been in charge of hospital disinfection since some time ago?

-Where is it dirty?

There's a guy who does this every day, will there be a problem?

Of course, no matter how obsessed he is, Joseph is just an individual, and there are bound to be errors in procedures and such…

'If there was a problem with the gauze, this person wouldn't have come.'

Infections caused by equipment usually result in mass infections.

Although I was not in the infection control room, I was in a position to be managed, so I have heard some things, so this is a possible assumption.

“Are there any more patients like this?”

“Huh? Oh… Sometimes? But not very often. Maybe ten a day?”

“Ten people…? How many patients do our hospital operate on?”

“A hundred? But now I’m going to do more.”

“No… It’s 10%?”

“Isn’t that a very small amount? Other hospitals have more than double that amount.”

Other hospitals are not my concern.

I bet they made a mess of everything from managing surgical instruments to everything else.

But 10% is too high for our hospital.

Amputations of the stomach and limbs have also dropped to less than 5% these days… … .

I thought it might be because it was a pepper, but the moment I realized that I had cut it, I thought it didn't really matter.

You might think that urine could cause infection, but surprisingly, urine is germ-free.

It's something that's made in our bodies, so wouldn't it be weird if there were bacteria there?

If you look at it that way, feces may seem similar, but the digestive system is a kind of open space that communicates with the outside from the mouth to the anus.

It is a very dirty space, home to many bacteria including E. coli.

'Comparing urine and feces is rude in many ways.'

So why is the incidence of post-operative infection twice as high as with other surgeries?

Even our hospital's disinfection protocols are becoming more stringent by the day.

Even when I heard that some of the medical staff tried to forcibly hospitalize Joseph by accusing him of mental illness, my first thought was not, "Those guys are going too far," but, "Yeah, Joseph has been going a bit too far lately," so that says it all.

“By the way…….”

I feel quite embarrassed to say this myself, but he is a pretty good doctor anyway.

So, I was in the trauma center of the best hospital in South Korea.

This is not the old trauma center.

Since there really was an outstanding person named Baek Kang-hyeok, and the web novel and drama based on his story became huge global hits, it would only be natural for him to overcome his unpopularity, right?

Well… … Those who followed their dreams did encounter reality.

“Why do you smell like alcohol?”

It was really great back then.

The author of the original novel was invited to the Blue House and the White House due to his popularity.

There was even a rumor that Kim Jong-un had become a fan of the author and had secretly attempted to visit South Korea.

“Have you had a drink?”

“Huh? No, what… a little?”

“A little? Can you say that so confidently?”

“Huh? I just drank beer. Not wine either.”

"huh?"

Anyway, even while I was thinking these thoughts, I had to use my extraordinary concentration to notice that there was a smell of alcohol in the emergency room, a very important space.

I never dreamed that the epicenter would be a doctor, and even though it was revealed, I had even less idea that they would be so confident.

I even feel like our conversation is running parallel.

“Hey, flat.”

Eventually, Liston got involved too.

He had a look on his face like he didn't know what was wrong.

"huh."

“Didn’t you say you drank beer? It doesn’t smell that bad… and your face isn’t even red, but aren’t you being too excited?”

“No…… How can a doctor work during office hours…….”

“What are you talking about? You’re not drinking then?”

"yes?"

no…….

What the heck is this… … .

What are you talking about?

When I first heard that circumcision was a real cure-all, I thought, oh, what could be more amazing in my life?

however…….

No it wasn't.

“I drink too, and everyone here drinks too. In the first place, if a person doesn’t drink water, they die.”

“You have to drink water to stay hydrated!”

“Isn’t water dangerous?”

"huh?"

The water is dangerous?

What the heck is this?

To call it that… … .

I actually think so too, so I take various measures before drinking water.

First of all, I don't drink water from the Thames, let alone wash my hands with it.

Unconditionally… …we use water that comes from upstream.

It's a bit pricey, but it's so much better.

Of course, that's not something you can just use.

Even water that appears safe to the eye and smell contains quite a few dangerous substances such as parasites, bacteria, and viruses.

“Think about it. Everyone who drank Thames water died.”

"no……."

“It’s not something that happened a day or two ago. Didn’t your father tell you? Bottled water is the exclusive property of the poor. If you’re a proper citizen, you should drink beer instead of water.”

"no……."

You can just boil it and eat it.

If you are still anxious, you can drink it with distilled water.

That's not that difficult.

It's incredibly easy to get firewood, or coal, in London.

“Oh, your father is a Korean. I guess the water there was okay? But it’s strange. How did you survive until now? If you drank the water here…….”

“Doesn’t this guy already have syphilis?”

“Now that I think about it, it’s suspicious. You don’t do it with anyone? Are you keeping your conscience as a doctor?”

“I think I only drank water in Upton. Now that I think about it… my house is a winery, so they gave me wine instead of water.”

“It was a very luxurious life… the life of nobles.”

“If that doesn’t work out, we’ll make beer, of course. You can’t make wine all year round.”

While I was thinking straight, the conversation was going off in an uncontrollable direction.

The current was so strong that I didn't have the confidence to correct it right away.

Moreover, there was one thought that crossed my mind.

“Patient, did you drink alcohol too?”

“Oh, yes. Beer.”

By the way, this human's nose is red.

‘So that’s why… …you were holding out without any medicine.’

I drank… alcohol.

That's okay too.

‘fu*k… … The cause of the inflammation was here!’