I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 466



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Episode 466 Mitral Stenosis [1]

Anesthesia experiments weren’t something that could be concluded just by testing them on those guys.

The fact that they were all similar in age and body type was both an advantage and a disadvantage.

I think the optimal dosage for that weight at that age would be pretty reliable.

but…….

‘You were so muscular.’

When you think of British people, you think of something really big, right?

Well, I’ve never been to Joseon, so I can’t compare at this point…

At least compared to 21st century South Korea, most people here are small.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that genes don’t go anywhere, so people like Liston who just happen to eat well or are gifted by the heavens are larger than average, but most are small.

Even ordinary people are small, so what about people who need heart surgery?

Chronic illness can emaciate even healthy people.

“phew.”

“that…….”

When you have troubled thoughts, you tend to sigh.

And the sighs of those above tend to make those below them afraid.

Of course, the baron in front of me is not necessarily inferior to me.

But the power is weak.

Socially, physically and magically weak.

“Oh, what? Did you come here to ask me something?”

“Huh? No, that’s not possible. I just came to apologize for worrying you… … .”

That’s why I’m being so humble even though I killed not one or two of my own confidants, but five of them.

Ah… … No.

I didn’t kill him.

The righteous London judiciary killed them.

I just helped the cause of justice a little bit from behind the scenes.

‘Come to think of it, there’s nothing to lose?’

As I thought about this, I became more confident than before.

It’s not that I was particularly intimidated just now, so the posture I took on now could be seen as arrogant.

If this were 21st century Korea, there would probably be quite a few people who felt uncomfortable.

But this is 19th century London.

Just because the times are different doesn’t mean the feelings will be different, so it will be uncomfortable.

But the weak cannot say it out loud.

You just need to sit up straight and change your mind.

“Yeah, well… …then why did you come?”

“that…….”

So I crossed my legs and looked at the Baron.

His appearance was so manly that it was hard to describe him as such.

Well, that makes sense.

You’ve become a noble and are now running a moneylending business…

Isn’t he really a pathetic guy?

I’m not saying don’t loot.

If you are a true noble of the British Empire, you must plunder the foolish people of the world, that is what I am saying.

Why are you harassing a fellow British person?

Even if you do loan sharking, you can do it on a large scale, right?

If you force a country to borrow money and then take advantage of it through interest, who can say anything about that?

“that…….”

Of course, I’m not standing this person up and lecturing him for thinking this way.

They even gave me a chair and made me some tea.

Not giving tea to a British person is like asking for a fight.

Well, since five people have already died, there’s a high chance that there will be a fight, but I don’t think there’s any need to insult them more than that.

However, the Baron has been spitting out only ‘That… ‘ without even taking a sip of the black tea I gave him.

Looking around, I see the impatient Liston already feeling like he’s dying of frustration.

The problem is that these people usually don’t kill themselves but kill others.

“What is it? Tell me.”

It doesn’t really matter if one insignificant human being dies, but isn’t it bad that word is spreading about the death of a baron in our hospital?

So I asked first.

Still, the Baron kept repeating ‘that’, ‘that’, ‘um’, etc. for a long time, and only after Liston finally put his hand on the handle of the sword did he finally open his mouth.

“Oh, by any chance… … I was wondering if you were interested in loan sharking.”

“huh?”

“What are you talking about?”

I honestly thought I would ask for compensation.

I didn’t mean to say that, but I figured any shameless guy would be able to say something like that.

But why the usury business?

As I was looking at him in amazement, the Baron smiled awkwardly.

“That… … there’s no way that Sir Liston or Sir Piepyeong would have killed our children for nothing. I’m also a man with a mind of my own. Usury… … it’s a profitable business.”

I was still dumbfounded, but decided to give it a try.

You said it makes money?

That doesn’t mean I’m going to do anything.

I’m just curious about this stuff.

I was planning to keep a diary anyway, and I thought that these records would be helpful to future generations.

If you want to know about the social situation in 19th century London, read the records of the disabled Kim Tae-pyeong.

Who knows, maybe this kind of common sense will come into being.

“I won’t be greedy. I’ll just do the East End… … and here. You two can do the other half.”

“hmm.”

“Hmm.”

“Okay, I’ll be going now. Sorry for taking up your time. Just… …don’t be angry.”

The conversation that followed was summarized as above.

Let’s decide our territory, that’s what it said.

“Are you crazy?”

I was also a little worried because they had also mentioned a rough estimate of how much profit they could expect.

I’m tempted too, but what if Liston suddenly decides to do it?

Even if it’s me, I have to give in to Brother Liston.

“Right, right?”

Fortunately, Liston was a man who knew chivalry, as expected from someone who came straight out of a martial arts novel.

You can tell by the way he rejects the Baron’s proposal, which would be tempting to anyone, by simply calling him crazy.

“How can people who work to save people kill people by engaging in loan sharking?”

“you’re right.”

“Your eyes are shaking strangely. This isn’t right.”

“I didn’t even think about that?”

“Is that the kind of person who asks such detailed questions?”

“It’s just for the record. Future generations will be curious about this era.”

“Post-mortem… …? Do people who think about future generations live like this?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

To my words, Liston, as expected, had nothing more to say and just smacked his lips.

After all, people should always live with dignity.

I don’t know if the pen is mightier than the sword, but I realized once again that a person’s true heart is indeed mightier than the sword, and I opened up about the worries I had been having earlier.

“So… … So, in the end, you’re saying we need to do more experiments?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Liston was a smart guy, so I didn’t have to speak at length; he just started talking and understood.

“You really are a scary person.”

“yes?”

“But it will help in the end.”

“Of course. Am I the kind of person who bullies people for no reason?”

Liston licked his lips again, then slammed his knees down.

“What is it?”

I thought it might be a mosquito, but it seems like something just popped into my head.

Liston took a note out of his pocket and showed it to me.

It was a note, but it was actually an official document.

“oh…….”

“I guess there are quite a few people who need to confess.”

“There are always guys like that.”

“Right. Will the education… … work? Honestly?”

“Can’t it work there too?”

“That’s why London’s crime rate is like this.”

To be exact, it was a document sent from prison.

It was the same prison I had been to before, with torture devices that looked like exercise equipment.

In my humble opinion, I think that if I stay there for a month, I will think, ah, I should never commit a sin again… … .

It seems that humans are not easy animals.

“Looks like there’s a bunch of guys out there who’ll let you go. Your lifeline is also tough. How are you going to survive there?”

“Aren’t you confident there, hyung?”

“You want me to eat a potato and ride it for six hours? No way.”

“but……..”

People like Brother Liston may die earlier.

A high basal metabolic rate means you are strong, but it also means your fuel efficiency is not good.

“Anyway, are you going to give it a try?”

“We should. But we need some weak guys.”

“Ah… … Are you just going to kill me like that?”

“No, no. That’s not it… … The people we have to operate on are weak. We have to try to match their condition as much as possible.”

“Ah… … I see. Me again.”

“You keep misunderstanding me.”

Anyway, we were soon able to obtain dozens of prisoners from several prisons.

Since they had not yet been sentenced to death, prison guards and investigators followed them.

“It’s a bit difficult to just die.”

“Yes, I’m a doctor, so I don’t think that way. But what if I die in an accident?”

“Oh, there’s nothing I can do about accidents. It’s not like I did it on purpose, right?”

“Right?”

“Yes. First of all, T.E.P. Young and the prisoner… … How can you compare? If he gets indicted, the one who indicted him will die first. There’s no way the citizens will stay still.”

“Well, I guess so.”

There is no need to worry.

Because we live in a time where you can kill someone in front of the police and not get caught.

It may seem like a stretch, but actual history is the least likely.

That’s also why nonfiction is the most fun.

“Oh, no!”

“I told you in advance.”

“I’ll call you now!”

“Shut up and lie down.”

“Ah, no no no!”

Because there were so many people who needed to be anesthetized at once, securing space was also a task.

Even people like me and Liston could only secure one place.

Of course, if we spent some money, we could have rented a theater… … .

No, that could have actually been worth some money if you got the ticket.

But that was a bit much, so I just emptied the dissection room.

“But here… it’s a bit… gloomy?”

“Ah, that’s where the dissection was done.”

“Aha. Right… … Yes?”

“Where else would it be this wide and cool, if not for laying out corpses?”

“iced coffee…….”

One of the police officers asked me a question, pretending to be friendly, so I answered him kindly.

Then, for some reason, I felt like I was moving away from him.

It didn’t matter.

I was going to be busy from now on anyway.

“Okay, okay! First of all, thank you to all the great applicants!”

“yes!”

That’s because it’s not just our group that came today.

Not only other teams carefully selected by the director, but also students came.

It was thanks to my advice to the director that anesthesia would have to be administered in this way in the future and that a specialist anesthesiologist would be needed accordingly.

Some people say that Kim Tae-pyeong is trying to grow his own anesthesia shuttle, but of course that is not true.

It’s common sense that an anesthesiologist is essential for surgery.

“First, the experienced Alfred, me, Professor Liston… … and then Joseph, Colin, and John Snow, who are next in line, intubate, and the rest of you observe and assist. If necessary, we can do a tracheostomy, so don’t be too afraid. And since the shape has improved since last time, it will go in much better.”

“yes!”

“Okay, then… …let’s begin!”

To do this, I embarked on a large-scale experiment.

Nurturing talent was also a bonus.

Screams and confessions began to come from all directions, but it was okay.

If you concentrate, most other sounds will be buried.