Dark-Haired British Doctor - Chapter 75



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Episode 75 Syphilis [2]

“japan?”

“Japan, Japan.”

“ah… … There… … okay?”

“Why is your face puffy?”

I continued to scold Alfred.

It wasn’t really a lie, but I believed it.

In my vague memory, it seemed like there was more syphilis in Japan than in Joseon.

I think there would have been more opportunities for the disease to spread because the ports were opened much earlier and there was a lot of exchange… … .

‘If you feel unfair, come to London… … .’

Of course, I felt like he would be very angry if he really came and I also had a guilty conscience, so I quickly said what I originally wanted to say.

“anyway. “There is a record of the course of syphilis.”

“Ohh… … “Do they have that level of medical science?”

“Just what… … Because there are a lot, right? “I don’t know the details either.”

“Anyway, what about it?”

Fortunately, everyone was a doctor, so they were more interested in syphilis than what the nickname was in particular.

To be honest, it was a time when you could have fun in London as long as you were willing to have fun.

It is also true that sexually transmitted diseases are rampant, so it was important to somehow prevent syphilis.

Thanks to this, I was able to continue speaking while attracting everyone’s attention.

“First of all, as everyone knows, if you get syphilis, ulcers form in the genital area. These ulcers are characterized by being painless. “The biggest difference from other types of sexually transmitted diseases is this painless ulcer.”

“Come to think of it… … “I see.”

“Yes, that’s right. It doesn’t hurt. That’s why diagnosis is delayed.”

Blundell’s words made me think that syphilis was a typical vicious cycle.

Didn’t they say that it was this syphilis that gave rise to the popular belief that taking a bath will kill you?

What I’m saying is that I don’t wash it well… … .

Because of this, people rarely had a chance to look at their genitals.

Unless it’s time to wash… … If it wasn’t a strange person, wouldn’t they just look at it sincerely?

I don’t know if it hurts, but that’s not the case, so there were definitely cases where the diagnosis was delayed or missed altogether.

“But I know that.”

“Yes, I know. The problem is that you can’t just look at people on the street or in a bar… … Oh, you were planning on doing that?”

Blundell shook his head, then looked at Liston’s serious face and made an angry expression.

If you think about it, Liston was a guy who could get away with that.

“Why did you bring a knife!”

“I did it because I might have to have surgery.”

“Someone thinks this is a surgical knife! “Then you get caught by the police!”

“I’ve been there a few times, but nothing special happened.”

“Such a madman.”

It wasn’t that much, the power was already there.

Although I didn’t hit anyone I didn’t know.

Anyway, the story was that he had been labeled as a dangerous person and had been to a place similar to a prison cell.

“are you okay. “I cut off the police chief’s mother’s leg not long ago.”

“Usually you hold a grudge then?”

“No, no. I was grateful. “Because I lived and died.”

“that… … .”

Should I say I’m glad?

It looks like a bag has formed… … .

“Look, that’s not all.”

Just like Blundell, I had no intention of going back and forth to the police station.

I’m even Korean… … .

Luckily, the only racist is Colin, and even he has reformed for a long time, but there’s a good chance that the police won’t do that, right?

Even so, not long ago, I saw mounted police arresting a criminal, and instead of just dragging him away, they dragged him on horseback.

Did he survive after arriving at the police station?

I couldn’t tell.

So I continued speaking quickly.

“Oh, there must be more, right? what?”

“Actually, isn’t it the case that ulcers usually get better on their own?”

It was safe to say that the average adult would improve almost 100%.

It’s not because of treatment, but it was like that from the beginning even without treatment.

Of course, this does not mean that the symptoms are improved, but that the disease is cured.

Because stage 1 syphilis was just a process in which germs hide in the body.

“Then, over time, most patients… … “We called this the second period.”

“Term 2?”

“yes. “Different symptoms appear over time.”

“Huh… … Yeah, that makes sense. We might as well refer to it. so?”

If I had said the words 1st and 2nd as soon as I entered school, I would have looked really suspicious.

No, if I talked about it in front of people other than these people, it was obvious that they would look at me strangely.

But Liston, Blundell, not to mention Joseph and Alfred, had already been fascinated by my medical abilities for a long time.

At least in their minds, Joseon in the 19th century was a medically advanced country.

He went on to rationalize by saying that it is not entirely wrong to say that Korea is an advanced medical country in the 21st century.

“Yes, the second period… … It is characterized by papules on the hands and feet.”

“It’s a papule… … Come to think of it… … I think I’ve seen a patient like that too. “Although we don’t specialize in syphilis.”

Liston did not hesitate to say ‘we’, but it is no exaggeration to say that there were very few doctors specializing in syphilis during this period.

Isn’t it strange that it is treated as a specialist when it is a disease that cannot be cured in itself?

In fact, it was said to be a disease that would make one look like a fraudster.

In the 21st century, even if a cure was not yet available, research would be conducted to determine the diagnosis and progress, but here there were too many diseases that had not yet been conquered for doctors to waste their lives like that.

“From the 3rd period onwards… … It would be too painful to do anything. “If you listen to what Professor Blundell is saying right now, it seems like he’s been seeing this woman and that, but it seems likely that she’s only in the second stage.”

“Right. 3GB… … If it’s at the level of those people who are hospitalized… … of course. “I don’t think someone like that could seduce anyone.”

From stage 3 onwards, the progression was considered to be so severe that it could be confused with leprosy.

In addition, in cases where nerves were invaded, mental symptoms accompanied by dementia symptoms were shown.

For this reason, among all celebrities before the 20th century, were all those who showed mental symptoms in their later years syphilis? I was also suspected of doing so.

This is entirely my personal opinion, but since it is a disease that has become so widespread, I think it is probably correct.

Anyway, the important thing here was that there was a high probability that the guy spreading syphilis everywhere would fall into stage 2.

If it’s between stage 1 and stage 2, it won’t be contagious, and if it’s stage 3… … As Liston said, he wouldn’t be able to seduce anyone.

“A bushy-bearded sailor with papules on his hands and feet. “I think I can find it at this level.”

Liston hung his sword, a long sword over 30cm long, named Liston’s sword, on his back.

The good news is that it is wrapped in a sheath made of leather… … .

No matter how you looked at it, the problem was that it looked like a sword.

“Well, you can’t swing it?”

“haha. “I hope that doesn’t happen.”

“I’m not hoping it doesn’t exist, but you can’t swing it!”

I was a little worried, so I told him, and this crazy guy was saying something like this.

“No, no. Pyeong. That’s because you don’t know the back streets of London. “If you take out a gun, you should at least swing a knife.”

“yes? Are we going to the back alley?”

“Then you thought there would be an Irish sailor in an expensive bar?”

“ah… … then… … .”

I was about to say goodbye, but Liston grabbed my wrist.

“From what I heard, you are the expert. Should I leave you out?”

“under.”

Why did I do such a damn thing in the 1st and 2nd seasons?

They’ll just tell you to find it.

“Let’s go.”

“under… … .”

When I came to my senses, a strange smell woke me up and I looked around, and before I knew it, I was in a back alley.

I don’t know the exact place… … .

Anyway, I didn’t think this place would be called a front alley.

“Did you poop…?” … ?”

“I guess so.”

“yes?”

“Aren’t bathrooms rare?”

I said this, wondering if it was possible, but Liston responded with a look that asked me something like that.

Only then did I know.

Ah, this is the smell of poop.

If it mixes with the street smell, it becomes this kind of smell.

“Let’s go that way first.”

“Sure.”

Liston and Blundell excitedly entered the shabby tavern, as if they were possessed by some kind of detective.

I looked behind me and saw Joseph and Alfred following behind with dissatisfied faces.

No, when I looked closely, it seemed like it wasn’t that I was dissatisfied, it was just the smell.

“My heart is pounding.”

“As expected, you did well to become a doctor.”

“therefore!”

Crazy guys.

What kind of doctor in the world goes around the back alleys trying to cure diseases? … .

Is this normal?

rattle.

Of course, there was no point in thinking like that.

Because I was held by Liston’s thick hand by my wrist.

“hmm?”

The people in the bar began to look at me, who had a strange appearance even when I was wearing a hat.

“why.”

I haven’t seen you in that long.

That was because Liston intervened in the middle.

Only then were those inside able to look at Liston with wide-open eyes.

Although it is a scar from surgery, anyone can see that the face has a scar that looks like it was cut with a knife.

A neck thicker than the thighs of most adult women.

Huge biceps to match.

And fists.

huh? fist?

“Why are you clenching your fist?”

“You’re staring at me.”

“we… … “I came here to look for someone, not to fight.”

“Oh, right, indeed. I came into the bar. haha. Anyway.”

He chuckled and sat down somewhere.

I sat in front of a table where other people were sitting, which was really random.

“what… … .”

I couldn’t express my dissatisfaction.

I guess it’s because I’m scared.

“I have something to ask.”

“Oh, are you a police officer?”

“what… … yes.”

Liston placed the knife he carried on his back on the table and continued speaking.

I wondered what kind of police officer in the world would interrogate me while threatening me with a fucking knife.

Perhaps because we live in an age where violence is prioritized over the law, the answer came right away.

“Anyway, have you ever seen an Irish guy with spots on his hands and feet and a bushy beard?”

“ah… … Lately… … .”

“lately?”

“yes. But I haven’t seen it at all recently.”

“Was there anything unusual?”

“What’s unusual… … ah.”

“ah?”

“He was incredibly flirtatious with women.”

“It’s him. “Have you seen it somewhere else?”

“that is… … uh?”

“what. If you try to make someone act the other way and run away, it’s the person’s fault… … .”

“That’s not it, I just passed by outside!”

The person was shaking too much to say it was a lie.

If I could lie there, it seemed like it should be recognized as a talent.

Anyway, we followed his finger outside and were able to follow a man.

“Oh, that one with long sleeves.”

I had to look into it.

hand.

“Oh, just now.”

Of course, I saw it first.

Liston looked back at me with a question in his eyes.

“There were papules. “I’m sure.”

“good. Hey, come back to work.”

After hearing the answer, Liston became a good gangster and approached him.