I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 455



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Episode 455 Academic Conference [2]

“What are you talking about… … ?”

“What did you just say?”

“English… right?”

“I think it was Korean?”

It’s just as I expected.

Everyone is just making a fuss.

It can’t be helped.

This is because it is content that can only be understood if you understand what the heart is and what effect it has on circulation.

“As expected… … You really are a retard.”

Praise from behind… … .

Is that a compliment?

Anyway, it is natural that even Liston, who is suspiciously fluent in Korean, did not understand it right away.

So I prepared.

“Okay… … It must be difficult for everyone. Let’s lead the experiment team!”

“Yes!”

The reality is that the Taiping Institute, which is run with donations from many rich people including me and Liston, is still only playing the role of a money-eating hippopotamus.

Even a madman who is strongly suspected to be Sir Jamie manages to steal the recipe for cocaine, and cocaine becomes popular throughout Europe.

There are many times when I feel like I made it for nothing… … .

Still, I leave it alone because sometimes, like now, it helps.

“oh…….”

“What the hell is that?”

The words of an ignorant person who knows nothing were somewhat bothersome to me.

That much money went into it, that’s what I’m saying… … .

That’s okay though.

If I can contribute to the advancement of medicine… … .

So, if I could add even one more good line to the Wiki Kim Tae-pyeong article… … .

‘I don’t think our Brontë sisters will be able to do it… … ?’

He was a bit noisy at first, but you can tell just by looking at him that he’s sending out plans for the novel he’s going to write.

It’s okay if there’s an Asian character who looks suspicious no matter how you look at it.

It’s okay if that person says ‘fuck, fuck’ every now and then.

But why a sorcerer?

Why… … are you a villain who insists on draining blood from the heart?

-Huh? This is a creative work that has nothing to do with my benefactor.

There was a saying like this in 21st century Korea.

Before starting a work, a work that states, “All characters, names, groups, and events appearing in this work are fictitious and not based on real things” is the closest to reality.

When I first heard that, I thought it sounded really plausible… … .

When I became the target, I realized that it was nothing more or less than the violence that artists commit in the name of creative freedom.

“Wow… … That glass, that… … How much is all that?”

“That round thing hanging over there… … Could it be rubber?”

“I think there’s some electrical equipment too?”

“The red liquid flowing inside is… … .”

“Don’t say anything. It must be contraception.”

“Who the hell… … .”

“Don’t tell me that. Are you saying this because you want to be a voluntary blood donor?”

That’s why I’ve decided to be more proactive in explaining myself.

If you think about it, life is meant to be lived alone, so trying to rely on someone was a mistake.

The result is the blood circulation model you see right before your eyes.

The blood vessels were made into glass tubes in the simplest possible form, and the inside was filled with a red liquid (not blood, of course, for moral reasons, but blood has the disadvantage of tending to coagulate).

It is not simply filled, but flowing, and this is made possible by a rubber pump in the middle of the glass tube.

The pump is double-layered, with the outer rubber acting as the pericardium and the inner rubber acting as the heart itself.

“Here… … this is a model that shows the blood flowing through the heart as simply as possible. You can come closer and take a look, but please be careful because if it breaks, you will be held liable for damages.”

Those who had been coming towards me in droves began to move away again.

At that time, transparent glass was expensive to make with a bit of exaggeration, and it also broke really easily.

Anyway, the audience, who had compromised at an appropriate location, stood there dumbfounded, staring at the red liquid flowing along the inside of the glass tube.

“It’s amazing… … .”

“How did you make that?”

“Isn’t there a device attached to the rubber balloon inside that presses when the time comes?”

“Ah… … I see. But who doesn’t know that when the heart beats, blood flows? Isn’t that unrelated to what I explained earlier?”

Then, he started to get bored and started spitting out nonsense.

Well, this was all expected.

My 19th century experience is too solid to be confused by each and every one, that’s what I’m saying.

“Now… … let’s make this device like the patient’s heart from earlier, Brother Liston.”

“Hmm!”

Liston is certainly no ordinary man.

At my signal, he used a needle to pierce both the outer and inner balloons simultaneously.

Then I just blocked the hole in the outer balloon with my finger.

Then a subtle change occurred.

As the inner balloon inflated, a tiny amount of red liquid began to fill the space between the inner and outer balloons.

“What is this… … ?”

“No, wait a minute.”

And the blood that was filled in that way never returned back to the inner balloon.

In other words, it did not return to the structure that circulated the glass tube.

In contrast, the more the space between the inner and outer balloons widened, the more blood began to leak out.

“uh…….”

“This can’t be happening.”

In just a few minutes, the circulation of the red liquid stopped.

This was because the pressure from the red liquid filling the outer balloon prevented any more liquid from entering the inner balloon.

The device attached to the inner balloon is still pressing down on the balloon with an electric signal, but what good is pressing down on the balloon if it won’t inflate in the first place?

“This is… … the phenomenon that the poet Piyeong was talking about earlier… …!”

“Yes… … Even though there is no external bleeding, there is no circulation… … .”

“genius…….”

“This is crazy… … .”

Could there be a more overwhelming explanation than this?

This is possible thanks to its well-designed structure, which can be recognized at a glance even with a little knowledge of anatomy.

“Hoo hoo hoo.”

me?

I came up with this without any of that.

Of course, this was possible because the diagnosis called pericardial tamponade already existed and I had studied it in depth.

Didn’t you learn?

How could I possibly recall that right there?

That’s something only geniuses, true villains with a gift from heaven, can do.

But I have kept that fact a secret from anyone, not even my close friends like Liston and Joseph.

“also…….”

“Poet of the Blood… … .”

“That monster… … .”

“A true genius!”

So how do I look in their eyes?

There was no Baek Kang-hyeok or Lee Su-hyeok, whom I was always jealous of in my previous life.

Honestly, those two don’t make sense.

It’s strange enough that one can build up skills so outstanding that they ignore seniority and advance through modern medicine, but it’s even stranger that one can demonstrate it.

But now that I think about it, that’s who I am now.

In the 19th century, I am Baek Kang-hyeok and Lee Su-hyeok!

I should have just named him Kim Tae-hyuk!

“Kneel down… … .”

I muttered softly as I thought about that.

Since I was standing on the platform and already looking down, I felt an inexplicable sense of omnipotence.

“You guys. Get on your knees!”

“Okay, let’s kneel. If we can’t kneel before such an amazing person, where else can we go to kneel?”

Of course, since I was not truly omnipotent, it took quite some time for those gathered in the conference hall to actually kneel.

I guess that guy’s power is still too much.

But it just took more time, and in the end, the shape became similar.

“This is the eye level between you and me.”

I really wanted to try this once.

“This is medicine from our London College Medical School dream team!”

Of course, if I just say that, I’ll be called crazy.

That’s because I’m not a vampire lord.

In the first place, isn’t it a bit strange for a doctor to talk about vampires?

So I added a footnote, and then Liston, Blundell, and the disciples, who had been looking at me with somewhat suspicious eyes, all cheered together.

“Wow! This is us!”

Strictly speaking, it’s not ‘we’.

No.

No matter how broadly you look at it, there’s still no one I can rely on other than Liston.

Even the nightingale is now learning from me almost unilaterally, so that says it all.

But what… … .

I think a true leader is not someone who creates controversy by adding unnecessary words.

There was one professor like that, but later on he was treated poorly compared to his abilities.

This is because he applied such strict standards to his own disciples and followers that no one followed him to the end.

So I agreed with them by keeping my mouth shut.

“How can this be… … that the heart wasn’t an unknown territory.”

“You said it was a long-term thing that could be used with a knife?”

But his ears perked up.

It was because I knew from experience that there were always people who misunderstood what I said.

‘That guy and that guy… … Catch them later.’

‘Yes, Captain.’

I thought it would be the same this time.

The reason I am planning such a grand presentation is not only because I think it is time to make my academic debut, but also because the function of the heart is relatively simple compared to other organs.

It’s not for nothing that an artificial heart was attempted first, and it’s easy to understand.

When the heart beats, blood circulates.

It may be difficult to know the exact principle, but I can give you a general idea.

If we continue to improve like this, one by one, I think we will eventually be able to bring the concept up to the 21st century level.

‘I’m not saying you should absolutely have heart surgery… … .’

The heart, as has been said many times, is an organ that beats fast.

In modern times, when we can circulate blood using an extracorporeal circulation machine, it may be possible to operate on a stopped heart, but in this day and age, well… … .

Assuming that the aorta is clamped above and below, the surgery will have to be completed within 4 minutes at the longest.

It’s an exciting time.

4 minutes… … .

Doesn’t that mean that Liston would have to perform heart surgery in about the same amount of time it takes to amputate a leg?

‘Fuck… … .’

There’s no way that can happen.

You’re going to die, that’s what I’m saying.

In this day and age, including mine, heart surgery should never be attempted again.

I, too, did it by coincidence after coincidence in a truly helpless situation.

If I, a true genius, can do this, what would happen if someone else did it?

We need to catch that bastard and crucify him right now.

“Please, TP Young.”

I think we need to retract what we said about the cross.

I feel like if this continues, I’ll be the one hanging there.

It’s a shame that I neglected my reputation so much.

also…….

It is also because I ignored the fact that there were many diseases that could occur in this era without antibiotics and that would have been unfamiliar to me living in the modern era.

“You want me to do heart surgery, right?”

“Yeah. If we leave it like this, I’ll die anyway… … .”

“under…….”

Lord, can you turn back time just one more time?

I won’t complain.