Dark-Haired British Doctor - Chapter 94



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Episode 94 Antibiotics [2]

The discussion didn’t take long because fungal infection was intentionally excluded.

I felt a little guilty, but… … .

‘It’s much better than making a patient like that.’

Wouldn’t it be better to bring something than to have a patient tremble in pain and die from meaningless treatment?

It might have been better to do nothing.

Wouldn’t you say so?

really… … .

That’s called murder.

And in a very cruel way.

‘Ahu.’

Without realizing it, I was looking back at the people scattered around the torture room.

Liston was also giving the same look.

“Look, is this treatment? “I’m asking if making you tremble in pain like this is treatment.”

To be honest, it was a bit too much for Liston to say.

This person is the one who brought the patient’s pain to the extreme.

He’s a really scary person… … .

“Stop doing this senseless thing. Come with me.”

Of course, it was more effective because it was said by such a person.

It looks like he’ll be wielding a knife named Liston’s knife at any moment.

No, even if you just swing your fist… … .

Anyway, Jemel was dragged away by Liston’s hand with a helpless expression on his face.

The assistants were the same.

The patient, whose face now looked like he was alive, was left behind.

I patted one of them on the shoulder and then came out.

“Okay, thank you.”

He thanked me.

I had to wait and see whether I could do that until the end.

‘Would I be able to do that even if I knew that I would have to eat some stale bread?’

Don’t you say all kinds of curse words?

Well, I didn’t think it was excessive.

Wouldn’t that be possible?

It’s rotten bread.

No matter how shitty the treatment of London workers during this period was, it didn’t give them anything rotten.

“Look. These are all syphilis patients. “They were sent from prison, and they were all in bad condition.”

“Uhm. however… … now… … ?”

“Only a scar remains, right? “Everything is healed.”

“Um, who is that person?”

“Oh, I’m dying of something else.”

When Liston arrived at our treatment room, he quietly used his huge body to cover a patient who was literally being eaten by bacteria and dying.

Then he spoke to me with his mouth.

– Take it away.

her.

Telling a patient to clean up?

But it was an unavoidable situation.

I really hate the idea of ​​sacrificing a cow for the greater good… … .

‘now… … There’s no other way.’

Until further science develops and a purification method comes out, shouldn’t we do it like this for now?

-Do not dissect.

Still, it didn’t seem right.

What kind of life would you live, thinking about cutting people open with a knife as soon as they die?

I shook my head at that thought and took the patient outside.

The patient’s condition continued to worsen even during what could almost be described as an instant.

I looked into my mouth with gloves on just in case, and the roof of my mouth was already black.

I couldn’t look inside my nose because I didn’t have an endoscope or a light, but it was obvious even without looking.

It was probably rotting away.

“Stop, teacher.”

As I was clicking my tongue, the patient called me.

When I looked back, it looked a bit strange.

He was looking somewhere else, not at me.

What is the reason?

I thought I knew, and that made me feel like shit.

“Snow… … My eyes are strange… … .”

Since it invades the nose, wouldn’t it also go to the eyes?

It probably didn’t invade the eye itself, but seemed to have eaten the muscle that allows the eye to move around.

The direction of both eyes was different.

In other words, double vision would have occurred.

“It could be so. It can be. Doesn’t it hurt?”

“it hurts… … sick.”

Joseph, who was next to me, opened his mouth at the patient’s words.

“What happens?”

Even though the signs of death were already clear, I didn’t even know what was going on.

It was worth it.

This is a world where not knowing something is taken for granted.

No, should I say that not knowing what you don’t know is taken for granted?

Anyway, I shook my head again and said.

“first… … . Let me pray… … .”

pray.

It may have been an excellent method for a believer, but for a doctor, it was also evidence of helplessness.

It was not only in the 19th century that we experienced this.

Even in the 21st century, we have seen enough inevitable deaths.

Because humanity was still dying.

Every time, my teacher looked up at the sky for a moment.

As a materialist, what on earth did he see?

I do not know.

“Okay, let’s pray.”

“Everyone close your eyes.”

Everyone except me was probably thinking of God.

Before becoming doctors, these believers began to pray sincerely for their patients.

In fact, it goes without saying that the doctors of this period were purely bad guys.

Rather, the will to save was stronger.

It’s just that knowledge and experience do not follow suit.

“Lord, your Lamb is now returning to your bosom.”

I said no, we surrounded the patient and prayed.

The patient’s focus had already disappeared a long time ago.

Will he still be conscious?

It was something I couldn’t figure out.

I’ve already had convulsions twice on the way here.

It could be said to be an example that shows how frighteningly fungi can encroach once they begin to invade.

‘They say hearing remains until the end.’

It was not a story, but a fact revealed by neuroscience.

It is said that it is not for nothing that hospice wards and other wards are told to speak their last words into the ear of a person who is about to die.

So I said a prayer of blessing into the patient’s ear.

Looking at the sign hanging around his neck, he was a murderer for whom there was no room for extenuating circumstances, but that was because I was a doctor, not a judge who punished.

-It is not up to us to judge the value of human beings. Let’s save it first.

This is what my teacher told me.

I still don’t know if he was a respectable person, but as a doctor, he was a respectable person.

It is no exaggeration to say that I learned all of my medical skills from him in the first place.

“amen.”

So, I ended my prayer by saying something that would comfort the heart of the deceased patient as much as possible.

When I turned around, there was a patient who was now in a state where it was difficult to tell whether he was alive or dead just by looking at him.

The occasional spasms subsided, and the rising and falling of my ribcage stopped.

A faint breath might be escaping, but it was meaningless.

‘I’m so sad.’

If it were the 21st century… … .

It wasn’t that I didn’t have to die, but I could have lived without any problems.

‘It doesn’t mean much.’

Isn’t this land where I stand on my feet in 19th century London?

I shook my head, told the employee I knew to make sure he was sent to the cemetery, and then returned to Liston.

“This is medicine?”

“okay!”

“Did this guy named Killian eat that too?”

“yes. I ate it. That’s why it’s better! “It’s not because of your crappy treatment!”

“Uhm… … surely… … Seeing how much it has improved… … .”

“So shouldn’t we present it to academia?”

“hmm… … Right. Okay… … Got it. “I understand, so why don’t you put down that fist first?”

“ha ha ha! I thought you would understand! good!”

“Hey.”

Even though not that much time had passed, Jemel had already fallen for the rotten bread medicine theory.

To be honest, I don’t know if I fell for the fist or the words.

What was important was that this rotten bread antibiotic theory would be presented to the academic world.

‘what… … Not everyone will accept the announcement at once, but… … .’

How long do you think it took to build trust in academia?

‘Because they are a bitch, there is a big tendency to think that other people are also a bitch.’

Isn’t it true that in order to trust people, it is essential to know whether you yourself are a trustworthy person?

A fraudster could never trust others.

For the same reason, trust in academic journals was at its lowest at this point.

Putting aside that data manipulation is something that everyone does, I heard that there are also some bastards who write papers based on their imagination.

How dare you write a medical paper using your imagination.

You might wonder if it makes sense, but when you turn your head and look at the hospital, you see that they are giving nonsensical treatments to actual patients, so it is not unreasonable.

‘Nevertheless… … First of all, it is important to make an announcement.’

Wouldn’t it be helpful to persuade people close to you if there is anything?

Moreover, this was especially true because only one treatment was needed for syphilis.

This would not lead to eradication, but in any case, many more people would survive than before.

“okay. good. Doctor Pyeong!”

Liston threatened Jemel and called me.

I was a little scared because there was a faint glow in his eyes, but there was no way this person was going to do anything to me now, so I approached him confidently.

“Why were you so scared? This bread. Let’s grow it as much as possible. Alfred. Please make a sacrifice. “Let’s use that one room as a place to rot bread.”

“Oh, yes.”

“Yes, that’s right. Let’s do it that way.”

I started groveling with Alfred.

“Ugh, ugh!”

At that time, a scream was heard from somewhere.

They stopped the mercury treatment, so they must have been doing something else strange.

‘what?’

I looked confused and looked back to where the scream came from.

Not only me, but everyone else was like that.

In particular, Liston, the so-called master of medicine, who was not good at using his own feet when it came to patients, was already taking steps.

I was already grinning at the thought of cutting off someone’s leg.

crazy guy

“Uh, are you going too?”

Of course, because I’m crazy, I walked with him.

No, it’s a bit awkward to put it this way.

The purpose was also to stop him before he did another crazy thing.

Most doctors at this time were quacks, but at the same time they were very courageous.

I was so scared because no matter what disease I had, I would do strange things.

“Ugh, quickly! “Please do something quickly!”

Anyway, I ran as fast as I could, and there was a patient running wild.

Since it was an emergency room and there were no modern facilities at all, I felt like I was just running around in my room.

Well, it wasn’t really of any use.

Without even going to Liston’s assistants, it looked like the situation would soon be resolved.

The medical staff at this time are half gangsters.

“Ugh! Stay still!”

“Tie it up!”

Look at that.

It’s already tied up.

Uh, uhh.

Gagging is crossing the line… … .

“It looks like he was bitten by a rabid dog.”

Liston, who was in a position to stop it before anyone else, muttered with a sad expression on his face.

“rabies… … ?”

“Is this your first time seeing me?”

“that… … .”

I saw it for the first time.

Not only were there very few dog bite accidents, but it was safe to say that rabies had almost disappeared in Korea.

It seemed like the story was different here.

“Isn’t that dog caught over there foaming at the mouth? “I guess I should try what I can.”

Compared to me, he seemed more skilled than professional.

‘How did they treat it?’

Even while I was still busy trying to remember, the people at the hospital were working diligently.

In other words, they were making a fuss.

“Hey, iron?”

I was trying to support someone.