Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 177 174. A Meeting and Three Letters
It took Carvey nearly two hours to complete the instructions related to the operation and experiment, and let them learn how to extract adrenaline from the homogenate that was crushed from the adrenal gland.

The method is the same as when we got oxytocin at the beginning, but it needs to be explored slowly by Koch and others which solvent is more efficient.

In terms of medicine, Carvey is not a professional, and he is too lazy to do experiments, because the conclusions exist objectively in his mind.The reason for doing such a complicated experiment is nothing more than to give other considerable and credible data.

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, he returned home exhausted, locked the door of the room after a simple wash, and lay down on the bed.

The cotton-stuffed mattress was nowhere near as good as a modern box-spring bed, but it still allowed Karvey to relax all his stiff, sore back muscles, and fell asleep quickly.

While Kavi was lying comfortably at home dreaming sweet dreams, everyone else seemed to be in more or less trouble.

Savarin did not have confidence in his surgical skills, especially after Carvey demonstrated the operation and explained the pros and cons, he was even more afraid to do it.If it was another experiment, he would naturally give it to Koch and Mattick beside him, but the safety of dozens of voles was at stake, and Savarin didn't dare to take the risk.

He could vaguely feel a strangeness in Kavey.

Because even if he is unwilling to perform this kind of operation, there are plenty of people in the Municipal General Hospital to help him.Bergett, Damirgon, Sarsson, and Melen are all novices who urgently need surgical experience.

But today, Carvey didn't mention their names at all. It seems that the candidate for the experimental surgery has been decided from the very beginning.

He is torturing me.
This idea has been lingering in Savarin's mind from the very beginning, lingering for a long time.

"Savarin, the operation volume is too large, I'd better come to help." Koch was originally interested in surgery, but because he preferred chemistry and internal medicine, he had no chance to practice. "Or you must stay up all night today."

Watching him walking towards the field mouse cage, Savarin shook his head again and again: "No, I will do the surgery, and you can do the function test of the adrenal gland extract."

Koch didn't want to take credit, let alone embarrass him. He just wanted to help when he saw that Savarin hadn't moved.Seeing him like this now, Koch didn't know what to say: "Well then, let's hurry up, it's almost 2 o'clock."

The operation is a matter of life and death for the vole, and Savarin doesn't trust himself, let alone Koch and Mattick.Looking at the anesthetized field mouse in front of him, Savarin felt that he was the one who suffered the most.

"Is he testing me?"

Savarin muttered to himself, and reluctantly started the pre-operative disinfection work: "The status has increased, and the experiments and requirements have also increased. I guess it is because I am burdensome. I want to find a reason to let I leave?"

This is all his feelings since studying and working in Austria. Hungarians who can't speak German well are so unpopular.

"No, it won't." Savarin shook his head slightly, put down the disinfection tool, and picked up the scalpel instead, "Mr. Carvey can't see a trace of discrimination at all, so why did he do this???"

He couldn't think of a reason, but he and the scalpel in his hand knew very well that no matter who had the initiative, the operation had to be done by himself.

After stripping away many of the minutiae in the thoughts, at least this one is clear.Following Carvey's example, Savarin clamped the skin with tweezers and slowly lowered the knife.

Also confused was Count Moraso who lived in his manor and hadn't shown much recently.

He has experienced the Austrian-French War, as well as the Danish War. Now the conflict between Prussia and Austria is deepening, and the war is imminent.What he thought in his heart was to continue his military career under the conscript of King Franz. It didn't matter whether he deserved credit or not.

But since the war was put on the agenda, he did not wait for the call letter like the previous wars.

The inside and outside of the manor are peaceful, every day is not hunting, or listening to opera, there is no shadow of the eve of the war.What made Morazo even more crushed was that Franz seemed to have forgotten him.

"I'm getting more and more uncertain about what he thinks."

Franz kept complaining to his sister: "I am the earl, the major general of the cavalry in the Franco-Austrian war! Although the last battle was lost, the dragoon regiment is still there. Why didn't he come to me? Even if he sent a letter Okay. I went to the palace to look for him three times, and when I went, he said he was not there. What did he mean???"

"Don't be nervous."

"How could I not be nervous!" Morazo held back his anger, and now he finally found a chance to vent it, "Conrad, Erso, Kevis, Bohm, those who went to the battlefield with me are all here now. The Military and Political Department is talking about army build-up and tactics and strategy, but what about me?"

Elena knew her brother very well, and comforted her with a smile, "I'm afraid it's because you just got married not long ago, and I want you to rest for a while."

"Just kidding, that's Prussia!" Morazo pointed his finger to the west and cursed, "That group of barbarians who want to take away the leadership of Germany all day long!"

"Okay, I didn't start hitting you for excitement." Elena took a sip of coffee and continued to persuade, "There are countless excellent generals in the empire. He can't let you go every time. You take the rest of the credit. What about people?"

"I don't want credit!" Morazo said angrily, "By the way, do you want Chrissy to ask?"

Elena sighed: "It's not the first day you know him, do you think he will listen to me?"

Morazo looked up at the portrait of Franz on the wall, and couldn't help pacing back and forth in the hall: "It's May, and both sides are at war, and everyone wants to avoid the cold winter. If you don't If there is an accident, we will have to fight in July!"

Elena watched him call back and forth in front of her, feeling annoyed for a while: "Can you calm down for a while, I feel dizzy."

"But I'm in a hurry!!!"

At this time, the butler came in from the door, with a set of riding clothes in one hand, and a whip and riding boots in the other: "Sir, it's time for hunting, Helmut and his son are at the door Waiting outside. I have prepared your favorite military uniform, and the shotgun is ready."

"It's almost time for war, and hunting!" Morazo yelled, "I don't want to hunt at all now, I just want to kill people!"

Elena was taken aback by the sudden call, but the housekeeper standing at the door seemed to be extremely calm, "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"Don't go!"

"Then I'll reply to them right away, I can't keep the Baron waiting too long."

Morazo's mood was extremely bad, but the gene of noble education was still engraved in his bones.

The other party is a nobleman anyway, even if the title was bought by the ancestors, he should have the most basic respect and not mess with the rules.What's more, the other party has been with him for more than half a month. If this worry is put aside, Moraso will still have a very happy life.

"To put it mildly, let's just say that I am not feeling well today, and Sister Elena is also here. Let them go on their own."

"Okay, sir."

"By the way, wait!" Moraso looked at the clothes in his hand and said, "The clothes are here, I will use them later."

The butler raised his eyebrows, nodded, and put the clothes on the sofa.

The brief calmness did not dispel the desire to fight in Moraso's heart, but made him more willing to think rationally, and rationally changed his clothes in front of his sister.

"What are you doing?"

"I have to enter the palace again today, and I must have a good talk with him."

"Oh, you can just wait at ease."

"How can you make me feel at ease?"

Elena knew she couldn't persuade him, so she had no choice but to get up and prepare to go with him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door that the housekeeper had just closed was gently pushed open by Marianne.She also entered the door with Nora, who had been working here for more than a month, and a letter in her hand.

When I first came in, I saw him undressing.

"What are you doing?"

Morazo did not avoid suspicion, still wearing his own clothes: "I am going to go to the palace and have a good chat with Franz about how he ruined my patriotic enthusiasm and how he ruined my life."

"It's not as serious as what you said." Mariana walked up to him with a smile, and gently unbuttoned the shirt he had just buttoned, "Here is the letter you want."

"coming?"

Nora handed over the letter: "I was out shopping just now, and I happened to meet a palace guard, and he handed this letter to me."

Morazo didn't mention his trousers. Excitedly, he read the letter and carefully read the signature on it: "Yes, yes, that's right, it's Franz's signature! I'd like to see what excuse he found for himself. Leave me, the head of the cavalry regiment, at home."

The letter arrived in time, but the content of the letter was not what Moraso wanted. 【1】

"This"

"what happened?"

With bare legs, Moraso looked at the letter in his hand and couldn't believe his eyes: "What does he mean???"

Elena was a little curious: "Frantz won't let you go?"

"No, not really, it's just that" Morazo let out a long breath, "It's better not to let me go than to let me go to that kind of place as an idler!!!"

"I've read all the letters." Edinson sat at the conference table and placed the letter he had just received in the center. "What do you think?" [2]

Surrounded by members of the military medical department committee, it should represent the highest decision-making level of the military medical department, but now an officer has been parachuted.

Although the army insists on obedience, it is not a big news that the military medical office is under the control of officers, but seven years have passed since the Franco-Austrian war, and medical treatment has become more and more professional. It always makes them feel uncomfortable to suddenly have a layman in command.

"Count Moraso, if I remember correctly, he should be in command of the Third Dragoon Regiment, with the rank of major general?"

"That's right, he was the one who broke through the encirclement of His Majesty the King during the final decisive battle with the French."

"It seems that a close friend has been installed."

Eddinson frowned, and tapped the edge of the table with his fingers: "What is placement? What is cronies? We are doctors, so it's better not to talk nonsense."

"Yes, Dr. Addinson is right."

"If I'm not wrong, maybe the problem lies in the previous report?"

The content of the report was drafted by Edinson with them, and finally sent to Franz's desk after being refined by himself.The questions raised were sharp, and they have not received an answer from the king so far.

"That should be the answer."

"You can also see some clues from the lines."

Since you feel that there is no one to supervise the procurement and transportation of medical supplies, then send someone to supervise for you.This person is an earl, a major general of the army, and even the king's confidant, who seems to be good enough to take on this role.

But the problem is that the title is fine, but the person is wrong.

"Carvey's first operation was the inguinal hernia repair performed with Ignatz." Edinson recalled the situation at that time, "The patient was none other than this Count Morazzo."

"Kavi was just an assistant at the time."

"But he was responsible for changing the dressing in the later stage. I heard that people were dying at the time." Edinson said, "By changing the dressing, Kawei accidentally saved the earl's life."

"This relationship is not simple, savior?"

With great difficulty, Edinson set up a medical committee under the heads of the two chief physicians, especially Ignatz, and was finally able to monopolize the power.But who would have thought that just after Franz promised to give him a candy, he immediately poured a whole bowl of bitter herbs into his mouth.

The king's order is absolute, and Edinson has to bear with it even if there are 1 people who don't want it: "Forget it, let's do our own thing."

"What about the pharmaceutical factory?"

"After the earl arrives later, let's discuss it together."

"Is this negotiable?"

"Now that the palace is worrying about the disappearance of Ambassador Edward, it's better not to disturb His Majesty the King." Edinson sighed and said, "Let's do our best."

Far to the north of the city, in the library of heaven across the beautiful Danube River, Mick is anxiously waiting for the news that his boss returns from the palace.

These days, he is in an extremely bad mood. The son of the old marshal disappeared before, and now the French ambassador is also missing, and they are all clueless cases.If it was just ordinary civilians who lost a few, he wouldn't care at all, but now the accidents are all big shots, and there are weirdness everywhere.

"I always feel that something big is going to happen in the city recently."

At this moment, a letter was delivered to his desk.

"Where did it come from?"

"do not know."

Just like the other information collection letters sent, there was nothing written on the envelope, but there was a full two hours difference in time.

Mick checked the surface of the envelope as usual, and there was no sign of poison remaining, and then looked inside the envelope through the light, and there was only a piece of ordinary letter paper inside.He quickly opened the envelope with a knife, unfolded the letter inside, and a familiar name jumped into his sight:

"Li Ben?" [3]

【I have to catch up on sleep, I wake up in the morning and write the letter】

(End of this chapter)