Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 324

Episode 324 Let's not pull it out [1]

Dentistry.

I would like to make it clear in advance that I have no intention of disparaging or criticizing any subject.

It just means that I am saying this with pure emotion.

anyway…….

'This place is really scary.'

It wasn't just when I was young that I was scared, but even when I grew up, I was scared.

Just hearing the sound of the wings spinning makes my hands sweat.

By the 19th century, such dental clinics were starting to be missed.

It hurts, but they gave me local anesthesia, so at least they saved my tooth.

‘This… … is definitely not someone else’s business… … .’

I floss my teeth and brush my teeth diligently.

The problem is that my toothbrush is also made of pig hair, and I don't have any toothpaste, so I use salt.

The fact that toothbrushes made of salt or animal hair are considered luxury items, which are quite expensive, is not a big deal to me at least now.

In fact, I'd be willing to pay more if there was a decent toothbrush and toothpaste.

But that doesn't work?

One day, my teeth may rot, that's what I'm saying.

‘fu*k… … Who the hell am I going to entrust my teeth to then… …?’

The only people who came to mind right away were Chia Menghuo and Hans.

Oh my… … .

Hansrani.

That large extraction device has been in use for a while now, with no improvements made to it, even though it has been anesthetized for a long time.

What I'm saying is that it can't go on like this.

“Ah, okay.”

"older brother."

“Now you’re touching this much?”

“What can I do? My teeth are precious. In Joseon, there is a saying called the Five Blessings, and having healthy teeth is one of them.”

“Hmm? As far as I know, the five blessings of Joseon are: longevity, wealth, health, virtue, and a clean death in one’s own home.”

uh……?

Isn't that a tooth?

Actually, I'm South Korean and that guy is British, so usually in these situations, I should be the one getting hit.

but…….

I am always concerned about the future of humanity, and that person is someone who, for some reason, is truly devoted to Joseon and spends time there every day.

Besides, if you listen closely, that one sounds much more plausible.

It feels a bit unexpected that Jangsu, Bu, Gangnyeong, Yuho-deok, and Gojongmyeong have teeth.

“That’s how important teeth are. That’s what the proverb means.”

“Aha… That proverb. You don’t even know how to sleep with a sickle, is that it?”

“No… Do you know what that means?”

“Okay, then. You’re saying that you don’t even know how to put down a hat?”

"her."

It's getting a little scary at this point.

Brother Liston has become Joseon Minsu.

It's a very difficult proverb, but you have the ability to localize it as soon as you hear it.

I'm really scared that someday we might have to go to Joseon together.

-Look, Pyeong. It's a lot different from what I thought.

This is going to happen, 100%.

why?

I also have no way of knowing how Joseon came to be.

As a doctor, I am actually quite interested in miscellaneous knowledge… … .

However, that does not mean that I was so passionate about fields other than medicine.

At best, I watched X-Tube and stuff, but from what I saw then, it was a bit… … .

Huh? No matter how you look at it, Joseon doesn't seem to be as developed as this place.

-Hey, Pyeong, take a look at this.

What if I cut my throat while making a squeaking sound?

“Hey, sir. Take a look at this.”

“Hic.”

“Why, but the prisoners are here.”

"ah."

I was startled because I thought this gentleman could read my mind, as he was a martial artist.

But when he saw the prisoners swarming towards the place he had pointed to, he felt at ease.

Well, there are a lot of them, but not that many.

If a reduction in sentence is considered for a cavity treatment experiment like this, then they must have committed a truly petty crime.

Oh, and when we say petty crime here, we shouldn't think of it as a minor crime.

This means that you should not think of it as urinating or spitting on the street, or smoking on the street.

These are people who have clearly beaten someone, stolen something, or taken something away.

“Okay, this way.”

Unlike before, I stood before the prisoners with only Liston, without any police or gang assistance.

Then he pointed to one side.

“Hic…….”

“Poet of the Blood…….”

“Who, did we make eye contact…… Ugh.”

Why?

Now, even if I'm alone without Liston, the kids tremble.

Even if only the most violent criminals had come, I would have been trembling in fear just the same.

Somehow I feel like I can't do it with force.

It's a curse, it's a curse.

A curse that even His Majesty the King of Great Britain fears.

match.

This time, another one collapsed, so I checked his pulse and he was beating.

So I slapped him on the cheek, and as expected, he came to his senses with a sigh.

Isn't this a very natural response or reaction?

London isn't that hot of a country, so there aren't that many heat-related illnesses, but you may have seen orthostatic hypotension or vasovagal syncope.

however…….

“Oh…….”

“You were glaring earlier… You idiot. The other person is that poet.”

“Hey, hey, be quiet. Do you want to die too?”

“If you don’t want to change your soul, then everyone should keep quiet.”

Is it because your gaze is askew?

Whatever you do, it becomes this mess.

But, well… … there’s nothing wrong with that.

Because it's even more refreshing than before.

More than anything, it is important to move like this today.

It's not like anyone can just turn on the gas, lay you down, and start changing your teeth.

First, we need to look inside and see if there is anything that can be treated.

“Okay, everyone open your mouths!”

"yes!"

It is so tightly packed that it almost resembles a military unit.

Thanks to this, Liston, Colin, Joseph, Alfred, and the smart-ass S.P. John Snow were able to easily assess the oral health of the gathered people.

“Ah…….”

First of all, I could tell that my bad breath was terrible.

The upper class often chews on strange things and hides the smell, but these guys can't do that.

As it turned out, it smelled so blatant, but since I was the one who told him to open his mouth, it was hard for me to say anything.

“You go over there first. You stay here.”

Anyway, the reason we gathered here today was not just to treat simple cavities, but also to improve overall oral hygiene.

Even if it was me, I thought there had to be some kind of grand purpose to privately order prisoners around.

Naturally, we instructed our lab to develop more efficient toothbrushes and toothpastes.

However, the only regret is that since chemical technology is not yet developed enough, it doesn't seem like something great will come out of it.

'Cocaine too… … feels like it's a bit less pure?'

I told you to definitely throw all that away.

I told him to discard all of this related knowledge and material, but I knew it as I said it.

That could never happen.

So I dug around the back door a bit and, as expected, they started a cocaine business led by Duke Jamie.

-If this medicine is so bad, wouldn't it be patriotic to sell it to France? It would mean that we are the patriots who will be remembered in history.

I was saying something like this… … .

If you think about it, these are the guys who started the Opium Wars, so this was completely expected.

So I came back and saw the effect, but it wasn't me who did it, well… … I don't think it's something to be worried about yet.

It's nothing compared to the stuff Pablo Escobar used to sell.

'Can we make toothpaste in the meantime?'

You might think that toothpaste is just something white and sticky, but it's not.

So I gave another order, that if there was any place where the British Empire ruled, or wanted to rule, or actually ruled, where there was no rot in the teeth, I should find out about it.

Oh, this isn't a research lab or anything, it's the military.

Even though I'm a noble, I'm a civilian and I wonder if this is possible, but my long arms have already reached that far.

“Okay, then, friends from the right. Our friends, go inside here.”

"yes yes!"

"yes!"

Anyway, those whose teeth were found to be in good condition through classification were moved to another room.

"uh?"

“Hey hey hey!”

As expected, everyone is cheering.

Because the good kids were given sugary desserts.

Have you ever eaten something like this before you were locked up in a cell?

It's not like it costs a penny or two.

Of course, the price of sugar has fallen dramatically since it was first introduced to Europe, but that only applies to those who can afford it.

For most people, a sweet snack is still a dream.

“Come on, come on. Eat as much as you want.”

Our chef, Henry, was determined to show off his cooking skills after a long time, so Brother Liston hit him in the back of the neck and locked him in the attic.

So these snacks are just randomly made, really sweet foods.

But to the prisoners, it must be the most delicious food in the world.

'Really… … is that what makes people's teeth rot more?'

'That's right. Statistically speaking, that's bound to happen.'

'But… … the tooth worm was just a coincidence… … .'

'That… … From what I've seen, it seems like people don't believe in that bug in general anymore.'

'ha…….'

The people who were looking at the prisoners with such cheerful faces eating lumps of sugar, deliberately made sticky and food that looked like it could really rot in a day, were, as expected, the influential figures of London.

Duke Jamie, along with other counts, senators, businessmen, and other people whose names alone would be familiar to them, were looking at them with nervous expressions.

Here in England, where it is no exaggeration to say that there is no such thing as delicious food… … it was because sugar must not become a dangerous food.

but…….

'It wasn't just syphilis that our Columbus brought back from the New World, it was this.'

I was able to be confident not only because of future knowledge, but also because of the information I obtained through our dental practice.

For hundreds of years, ever since sugar was first introduced, the number of people with tooth decay in London has been on a steady upward trend.

Of course, the number of dentists was also the same.

I heard that the number of extractions has increased significantly since then.

Even so, I broke my jawbone while pulling this out, so now I have to pull this out…

“Okay, let’s go here. We’ll be staying for a few days anyway.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Would you like some sugar in your tea while you’re at it?”

“This could be the last.”

“What… is that so?”

I left those in power and turned to the prisoners now classified as 'serious'.

Our medical staff, including Liston, have already seated them calmly in their seats, and some have even sat them in the dental chairs that I had ordered made.

It's called a dental chair, but it's just a soft chair that reclines.

There is an oil lamp above, so we can secure a relatively bright view, but if Nana or the assistant's head blocks it, who knows what will happen.

'The most important thing is that I've never done anything like this before.'

Although I was thinking this inside, I walked towards the prisoner with a shameless face.

“Do your teeth usually feel sensitive?”

“Yes? Yes, yes.”

“I'll fix it.”

“I believe you.”