Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 78

Episode 78 Labor Pains [1]

Killian.

The rough Irish sailor screamed like a little child.

I didn't really think of him as a coward.

As an adult, isn't it rare to be naked in front of other people, especially when they're fully clothed and you don't really know them?

And that mercury… … .

'Oh my… I can't watch this anymore.'

I have seen mercury thermometers before though.

I don't know what it was like right before I came back, but when I was young, in South Korea, they used mercury thermometers.

but…….

That's… … .

“Ugh, euaaaah! Save me! This… … You want me to eat this?”

“There is also an injection method, but I don’t recommend it.”

Jemel was handing the patient a cup of mercury, a heavy metal that really looked like silver in water, with a face that seemed indifferent.

It was pretty much like saying, "Open your mouth and let mercury pour in." It was at that level.

“Ugh, ugh! Ugh! These crazy guys!”

“I don’t know who’s talking. Who’s the guy who slept with other people even though he had syphilis? Catch him!”

I don't know why that is, though…

Anyway, the assistants of this period must have been constables in their past lives, as they were professionals when it came to tying people up.

I guess there's no problem with delirious patients in the intensive care unit.

“Ugh, uh!”

“Pinch my nose. Open my mouth.”

Killian, who had been struggling, fell to his knees with his limbs tied up.

Here, if Liston had cut off the head with a single stroke, the beheading would have been complete, but fortunately, no one did so. Instead, they forced open the mouth and poured mercury into it.

fortunately…….

'Am I crazy… … The brain is being chopped off in the 19th century.'

Fortunately, it was cancelled.

Anyway, the amount was clearly less than that of the patient earlier.

No matter how you look at it, the patient earlier had terminal syphilis, or stage 3, and this patient had stage 2, so it seemed like they were trying to alleviate it.

I don't know if that will make any difference, but I figured I had more time than the patient.

'I guess I'll have to go to the condom factory after work today… … .'

Now that you've collected some sizes, isn't it time to start seeing the results?

Besides, I was actually going to have to go to Blundell today.

If you want to go to a social gathering, you need to prepare something.

Of course, my purpose wasn't to sin condoms.

'He's the only chemist I know… … so we should discuss arsenic compounds.'

It was more likely that it didn't mean anything.

Rubber can be manipulated somehow to create something that looks really good, but arsenic compounds are a completely different story.

If I remember correctly, Ehrlich also identified the bacteria that produced arsenic compound 606, or salvarsan.

The experiment itself was probably done to see whether the syphilis bacteria would die or not.

Or maybe they killed syphilis by backing off like an ox trying to kill another germ, but either way, it seems like the times were a bit off.

'And let's buy some bread and let it rot. Let's make some blue mold… '

We also decided to start experimenting with penicillin.

Actually, it was something I didn't really want to do.

Why?

Mold is actually an external organism that can cause infection if it enters the body.

People with weak immune systems will fall behind if they use it incorrectly…

I thought I couldn't do something like that myself, but it couldn't be helped because in the 21st century, they were giving mercury right in front of people who could get better with medicine that wasn't even that expensive.

I thought I should start doing it now since I was going to have to go through a lot of trial and error anyway.

“Wow, woooooo!”

Meanwhile, mercury was seeping into Killian's throat.

Wow… …heavy metals are included… … .

In our time, even if only a small amount was detected, it was a mess… … .

They're just like those crazy 19th century doctors.

“Wow!”

“It’s no use. Mercury is heavy and liquid, for now. It should have all gone in already. Haha.”

Killian belatedly tried to use his fingers to trigger the gag reflex, using his heavy drinking and sailor's tactic, but it was no use.

“And if you vomit, I’ll feed you again.”

It was because Jemel's threats were so scary and at the same time so realistic.

It's not that I can't feed this kid a few more times.

Basically, one reason may be that people during this time are insensitive to pain… … .

In this patient's case, it was added because he was virtually perceived as a criminal.

If it had been after the Geneva Declaration, then even if they were enemies, they should have been treated according to the declaration, but at that time, there was no such thing as a war crime, right?

“Do you eat it every day?”

“Huh? No! This is… this is poisoning… this is!”

"shut up."

Look at that, look at that.

Even Dr. Liston, who invented the Liston knife in the hope of alleviating the suffering of his patients, is being told to shut up.

“Uh… … We’ll have to wait and see. We’ll decide after watching, but why?”

“Ah, I have to tie him up. If he runs away like this, I don’t know where he’ll go and act recklessly again.”

“Why don’t we just cut it off?”

"ah."

Don't make such a sour face!

What are you cutting, you crazy bastards!

Even I, who had no relation to it at all, got goosebumps, so how much would Killian feel?

“Ah… … No… … .”

I thought I was starting to panic, but then I passed out on my own.

Even if I were told to openly feed mercury and cut peppers, I'd faint.

I secretly patted Killian on the shoulder to comfort him.

'Why is that… … a guy with syphilis playing around so carelessly… … .'

Of course, as I kept hitting, I remembered what the patient had done wrong, so I ended up hitting him a little harder.

I'm sorry, Killian.

I guess I'm just a helpless 19th century doctor.

Knock knock

Anyway, we dragged Killian to the amputation ward at Liston's order.

“Ugh, euaaaah!”

“Save me!”

As always, it was a place filled with screams.

Even though I've heard it a lot now, I still can't get used to it.

Hey, this.

This is creepy again.

“Huh. Hell… … Is this hell?”

“It’s a hospital, you punk.”

Naturally, the patient also woke up.

Then he looked around with a bewildered expression on his face.

As he uttered the rather frightening word “hell,” Liston looked inexplicably aggrieved.

Is it because I cut it all off?

'The way I see it, if you just let a few demons loose here, it'll be hell itself even if you don't do anything.'

If they had just put up a sign in front of the hospital room that said, "Abandon hope, ye who pass here," then even Dante would have had to write Pilgrim's Progress all over again.

I dare say that the pilgrim's journey would have been several times more wonderful than what is happening now.

Because I'm writing this after seeing real hell… …?

“Hey, Pyeong. What are you doing? You need to tie it up.”

“Ah… … Yes, yes.”

Somehow, I ended up playing the role of a grim reaper.

“Please save me. I’m begging like this… … I’m begging like this. Please… … don’t leave me here!”

Tying the arms and legs of a pleading patient to a bed that wasn't even that wide.

Even though I saw it earlier, there was pus here and there, probably because it was used by an infected patient.

“Should I put a gag on it? It’s so noisy.”

"yes……?"

Meanwhile, Liston was talking about a gag.

You crazy bastard.

If that's the case, then just leave everyone here.

To be honest, he's the quietest, Killian!

“Anyway, let’s go. We’re heroes.”

“Save me!”

yes?

Are you a hero?

No matter how you look at it, his current appearance is that of a villain… … ?

“Ah, Professor Blundell.”

Of course, since I was now a 19th century doctor, I was able to put my thoughts about Killian aside for a moment as soon as I left the sickroom.

“Huh? But why?”

It's not like I was a particularly bad guy.

Look at Blundell too.

You have such a calm face.

Liston is still talking about the gag, so let's leave that out of the discussion…

“You should take a condom.”

“No… … Why are you saying something like that in such a public place… … .”

“I’ll give it to you for free. Do you not like it? It’s just the right size for you, Professor… No, it’s just right. I’ll give you some in other sizes, so you can give some to the people you meet there.”

“This person is getting more and more?”

Blundell was displeased, but he did not leave.

“Anyway, so when are you going?”

Instead, he asked me back.

Anyway, it was a time when people were very honest about their desires.

Dr. Liston also seemed to want something of his own, as he was fretting behind the scenes.

It probably wouldn't be difficult since they were made by size.

“I’m going to go now. Anyway, that patient has already taken the mercury… …so there’s nothing else to do, right?”

Acute mercury poisoning may cause vomiting and headaches, but what good does it do to know that?

Neither these gentlemen nor I can cure it.

So, as I said, there was nothing to do here now.

Blundell did the same.

If there was an emergency, that is, if there was a mother in labor, we had to come to save her, no, to kill her, but emergency medicine at that time was not very well organized.

A nobleman who was drunk came and said he would show his talents and stuff… … .

'If there had been a real lawsuit, you would all be dead.'

However, the reason why nothing happened was because the idea that human life is a gift from heaven was still widespread.

At first glance, that seemed right.

It has to be treated, whether you say it will save you or not.

It was almost like Russian roulette when they were seeing patients, so if they started suing, the hospital could turn into a prison the next day.

“That’s true.”

“Should I muzzle you and go?”

“That’s a bit too much… … Anyway, you should go too, hyung.”

“Me? Oh, did mine come out too?”

I honestly wanted to be honest, but I went to the factory with Liston, who was acting coy, and even our waterman, no, our senior, following him.

As we passed through the rough alley, a chemist inside welcomed us.

Things have progressed to the point where we have a prototype, but it's still a mess.

It was like that because it hadn't been sold yet.

But soon he would become rich.

I was making so much money that I had to get a job before I could even think about making more money.

“Haha, this is that… … haha.”

“Then we’ll go first.”

“Walk? It’s dangerous… … No, no. Go ahead.”

Liston and Blundell were the first to disappear, apparently anxious to demonstrate the prototype in action.

We, the children, were left behind.

I wasn't really interested.

I like Koreans, but I'm the only Korean here.

Besides, I was now thinking of making great progress for humanity.

I don't know when we'll actually make that progress, but anyway.

“Arsenic… …? You’re going to feed arsenic to people?”

As expected, it wasn't easy from the start.

Arsenic is a colorless and odorless drug, and has been used as a poison since long ago.

No, we don't have to go that far; arsenic was also used as a pesticide in the 21st century.

“Yes. It cures syphilis.”

“How do you know that?”

“In Joseon, they use a lot of arsenic. Of course, it’s dangerous… … But when I looked at it, I thought that if they just changed the ingredients of arsenic a little bit, it might be okay.”

“Rather, mercury… … No, mercury has been used for a long time in history, but it didn’t work. But arsenic? Joseon has many brave people.”

“Could you help me? If you have any trouble, please introduce me to someone else… .”

“No, that’s not true. I got the chance to become rich thanks to you, so I can’t just throw it away. I’ll take my time.”

“Oh, thank you!”