Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 400

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Episode 400 Ophthalmology [2]

I must confess, I really ignored ophthalmology in my past life.

I'm not saying that eyes aren't important.

But compared to surgery, it's a bit…

Should I say that you are too quiet?

At best, I have nothing to say if you ask me what I know about practical training or money, but I remember it leaving a deep impression on me.

-Hey! It's raining! What are you doing?

blood.

A red, slightly viscous liquid.

Every time I saw that strange liquid, I thought of God.

If it wasn't intentional, how could you feel like something is X the moment you see it?

It might have been more so because I am a surgeon.

Bleeding… … .

Isn't this the situation you want to avoid the most during surgery?

-Yes, professor!

If you accidentally touch a major artery, blood will spurt up to the ceiling.

If you leave it a little longer, it will naturally stick out less, but that doesn't mean it's a fortunate situation.

It means that the blood pressure is dropping, which literally means that the patient is losing a lot of blood and is at risk of dying.

Even if it is not such an extreme situation, bleeding is dangerous in many ways.

During laparoscopy, the field of vision is blocked, making it impossible to tell where is where… … .

Crunch crunch.

However, at the ophthalmologist's office, if there is bleeding, they wipe it off with a cotton swab.

That may not be all, but that's the bleeding I saw.

‘As expected… … People have to experience everything.’

So I just ignored it, but that wasn't it.

What the fu*k.

The very act of putting something sharp, whether a knife or anything else, into the eye was a burden.

“Why? Just turn it around and hit it.”

“What if I can’t see you again?”

“You’re blind anyway?”

“That… is true, though.”

It's the curse of knowledge, and I'm the only one who's been affected by it.

Actually, aren't we in an era where if you say cataract, you think, "Oh, that means blindness?"

Not only cataracts, but many, many other diseases are the objects of resignation.

But not for me.

Even in the 21st century, modern medicine is not something that everyone trusts… … .

Nevertheless, I feel like I have conquered so many diseases. No one says, 'Oh, I'm blind now' just because they have cataracts. There…

"after."

It was such a burden, but I couldn't do nothing about it.

He said that if we left it alone, those so-called ophthalmologists in London would continue to do strange things.

Sigh.

So I sighed, shook off my worries, poured in some atropine, and stuck the needle into the tip of my dilated pupil.

It definitely felt different from stabbing a corpse.

What should I say?

Should I say it's hard?

Even though we deliberately selected corpses with cataracts and practiced without treating them with formalin, it was different.

'I said that you usually practice with people.'

I'm better off after all.

Because in this day and age, doctors literally learn by killing people.

By the way, my former professor was a classical music fanatic and really liked and listened to all kinds of people. Among them, if I had to pick one musician that other people might not know, it would be Molière.

It's not Salieri, it's Molière. He was French and a playwright loved by the famous Sun King, Louis XIV. I heard that he was so good at French that some people call it Molière's language.

Even now, if you go to the Dongsoong-dong Theater, they put on a show called 'Sujeonno' every year, and it's Molière's work.

I was dragged by the professor to do it, and it was kind of fun… … .

Of course, there are quite a few famous quotes from that person, one of which is that doctors are legal murderers.

'It might be unfair if it were the 21st century, but for doctors these days, that's an exaggeration.'

It's legal, you know.

To be honest, it seems illegal.

Killing people like that… … .

Even among Molière's colleagues, there was one man with whom he later had a falling out: Jean-Baptiste Lully, a court musician to Louis XIV, the teacher of Marin Marais, and once considered the ruler of French music.

At that time, even in the 19th century, there were no professional conductors, the command system was different, and in the case of marches, they couldn't be seen, so they conducted by waving a flag or tapping the ground. It is said that this gentleman was so excited that he tapped his own toe.

And then… …inflammation occurred, and as he was a nobleman favored by Louis XIV, how many doctors must have come?

There were cases where wounds that doctors would have treated and just passed away became worse, and people even died from tetanus.

'I can't be like that.'

That was in the 17th century, and it's now the 19th century, but not much has changed. People are still dying everywhere, and me too?

It wasn't supposed to happen.

“Phew…….”

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“Why are you going that far? Just turn around and ask.”

“Remember your head.”

“Oh, I’ll be quiet. I’m sorry.”

After I bound Liston with a magic spell, I started repeatedly poking out his eyes with needles.

Alfred looked at me like that and then silently turned on the gas.

Since the surgical site was small, I thought it wouldn't take much time.

Joseph sighed softly, but didn't show any more emotion.

why?

It was thanks to my declaration that I would raise him as an ophthalmologist.

I thought he would be a good fit for an ophthalmologist since he is a very meticulous guy to the point of seeming excessive.

"after."

Anyway, I finally succeeded in isolating the lens.

I didn't intentionally separate them completely.

Unlike usual, I didn't lay the patient down completely, but I did it anyway because I was worried that the lens might fall into the eye if I was not careful.

If I do that, I'll become a 19th century doctor.

So I left some behind and grabbed the lens with a small pair of forceps that I had prepared separately.

"phew."

I couldn't help but sigh, thinking that I might fall again.

Anyway, after catching it like that, I winked at Joseph.

Joseph also picked up the needle with a nervous sigh.

As expected from someone who was more knowledgeable about sterilization than I was, he carefully held it and began to separate the parts I had intentionally left behind.

Stop.

After a short while, the lens fell out.

At the same time, a hole was made in the eyeball.

really…….

This was a bit awkward to watch.

However, it wasn't considered to be entirely horrific.

'They said that in cases of congenital cataracts, even in the 21st century, there are cases where only the lens is removed.'

What happens if I put in contact lenses as my child grows up and the eyeball grows bigger or gets longer than expected?

So I remember hearing that they just left it alone and endured it with glasses.

I think I heard it in class… … .

Ophthalmology is a minor surgery, so I just ignored it because my grades were low. That's my deep regret.

“Okay, let’s send him to the sickroom.”

"yes."

Anyway, there was nothing more to do here.

All we could do was fit him with a metal blindfold, which Joseph had developed, to make sure that infection would never occur.

eyewash?

It's better not to put it in.

I found out later that the red eye drop that crazy guy was using was made of copper.

So people are blind… … .

And those who get better probably just have viral conjunctivitis and are getting better.

Of course, humans would be really strong.

Bam.

Anyway, we continued to perform lens removal surgeries.

I stopped because I thought my eyes were going to pop out after about 5 people.

“I’ll do the rest tomorrow.”

“No…… I waited for you.”

“I’ll give you a daily wage.”

“Thank you. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.”

To be more precise, it stopped when they started giving money to patients.

That doesn't mean I couldn't go home.

That's because I had to call in the glassworkers and the eyeglass makers and have a meeting.

“It doesn’t matter how much money it costs, just make it visible.”

"oh……."

“Really?”

“That’s right. But the quality has to be perfect. That’s why I’m putting my name on it.”

"no way……."

“Does the glasses we make also have the PS mark?”

It wasn't that difficult.

I did that because I already had a monopoly on the luxury market.

Actually, when it comes to luxury goods, I think it should have taken over fashion first, but what do I know about fashion?

If I had lived with some care, I would have used my future knowledge to think of things that were popular at the time and made a lot of money, but unfortunately, in my past life, my nickname was the single-set gentleman.

It's not like I have a clear opinion, sometimes I wear only a green t-shirt so my nickname is Naver, and sometimes I wear only a hoodie so my nickname is Vigilante.

“If you make it well, you will officially become our exclusive craftsman.”

“Oh…… oh.”

“I will do my best.”

In the old days, it took a liston to bring about this kind of attitude.

You have to use threats to get them to work hard, that's what I'm saying.

But once the brand was created, all that became a thing of the past.

First of all, the salaries of our brand's embroidery artisans are considerable.

Not only that, but you will also be envied among craftsmen and occasionally have the opportunity to meet celebrities and influential people.

It may sound vulgar, but in 19th century London, this was a chance for success.

No, all of Europe is like that.

Jean-Baptiste Lully, who was mentioned earlier, was originally born in Italy, but he came to France after catching the eye of the Duke of Guise, who was traveling in Italy.

What this means is that before you have skills, you need connections and luck.

'I guess it's similar in the 21st century.'

I wonder if there is anything that can be achieved 100% by skill alone, even if there may be differences in degree.

To be honest, I was a hard worker, but the masters said that they were lucky.

Even someone who isn't a master said something like that.

That ENT friend quit being a doctor and now lives as a web novel writer.

He seemed lucky to me, but he said so himself.

“Yes. If I do well, I will introduce you to His Majesty, so I may have the opportunity to make glasses for His Majesty.”

“Ugh…….”

“Ugh…….”

In such an age, how could talking about the king be of no use?

After I captured their hearts, I heard more about glasses during this period.

The first thing that surprised me was that the glasses were much thicker than I remembered.

“Why is it so big?”

“If you don’t do it this way, you won’t be able to see it.”

“Yes, yes. If you make it thinner… it will be harder to see things that are far away.”

It seemed like it wasn't compressed.

Well, then it's not the 19th century.

'But… … This is more of a glass ball than a lens… … ?'

I felt like if I didn't make the temples heavier or attach something to the back, they would just fall off.

The glass ball doesn't have any special abilities, so it's obvious that it will break if it falls…

“That’s a good idea.”

“Indeed… he is a poet.”

Anyway, I spent some time exchanging ideas and returned home under Liston's escort.

“Come now.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

My parents came back from somewhere with my uncle.

Listening to your story, it seems like the number of painful places is increasing… … .

'What the hell.'

Even though his son was the best doctor in England, there was nothing he could do.

For now, it was best to just wait until the times caught up with my knowledge.

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