Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 2

Things have to start half an hour ago.

The Kavi half an hour ago was not the current Kavi. At that time, he was a pruner with rich gardening experience, mainly responsible for the greening vegetation in the southeast of Vienna.

Get up before dawn, and go home when the sun goes down. The work includes but is not limited to cutting trees, pruning branches, planting trees, digging stumps, and a series of heavy physical labor related to plants.Except for seven or eight months, Kavey has work almost every day. As long as he promises not to be late or leave early, he can get a full monthly salary of 550 heller. (1)

But today, Carvey won a rare opportunity for himself to rest - absenteeism.

Tomorrow afternoon is the entrance exam for the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts. He needs to set aside at least one day for preparation, mainly doing some exercises on character sketches, sketches and oil painting coloring.

Admission is possible even without a secondary school leaving certificate, as long as the exam is passed.Once enrolled, he was able to earn money to support himself from the fame of the school and his painting skills.

However, the heavy work and study overwhelmed Kavey's body, making him fall at the starting line of a happy life.

At 1:38 p.m., several screams pierced the sky on Basinger Street, not only attracting roadside patrolmen, but also waking up the corpse that had been cold for several hours.A surgeon from a parallel world traveled through time and space and came to Austria more than 100 years ago.

In this room of less than 15 square meters, what awaited the traveler was a pile of practice oil paintings and harsh sirens.

Although Rosa who fell from the building was the neighbor who lived next door, Kavey, who has gained a new life, has no time to care about other people's life and death.Now he must review the memory of the original owner as soon as possible, understand his identity, sort out the relationship between the characters and what must be done next.

It's a pity that God didn't give him too much time to think and organize, and an unexpected guest came over soon.

This is a slender bastard in a black coat. He not only easily opened the door of his house with the key, but also took out the pistol after meeting him. At the same time, he greeted him warmly in standard Austrian German: " Why didn't you go to work today?"

This is like the beginning of old friends asking each other about homework when they meet by chance, making Kawei confused for a while, thinking that he forgot a friend of the original owner after time travel.

The man in black habitually put his hat on the hanger at the door, turned around and closed the door, as if he had returned to his own home.

It wasn't until the two "gossiped" a few words that Carvey knew that from the second day Rosa moved here, the rental house in Room 301 he was in had been a temporary foothold for daily surveillance by others.

The complementary life schedule of the two gave each other a lot of space to use.

The man in black swaggered to the bed, found a clean place to sit down, raised his legs, and said with a smile: "I just want to wait for the police to withdraw before leaving here. You just need to stay in the room and be obedient." Just keep quiet."

Facing the gun, it was impossible for Carvey to mess around. Even if the police came to knock on the door afterwards, he ignored it and pretended that he was not at home.It was later that Andre was found. Considering that the landlord had a spare key, he opened the door at the behest of the man in black.

For the next three minutes of the conversation, Carvey had a loaded pistol on his waist.

He needs to reduce the risk of his house being searched by answering questions while constantly recalling the memories of the original owner.Otherwise, he wouldn't have to wait for the police to rush in, and he would have a bullet in his lower back.

The medical level in the mid-nineteenth century could not solve such a close-range gunshot wound to the waist and abdomen. There were no antibiotics, no rapid analgesic anesthetics, and insufficient hemostasis techniques, and the surgical mortality rate was very high.

And because there are no cars and telephones, considering the speed of the carriage running on the street, it will take 50 heller and a full 30 minutes to rush from Basinger Street to the nearest hospital that can operate.

In this case, whether he can be carried to the operating table alive is a question mark. Maybe he will be transferred to the dissection room as soon as he arrives at the gate, and become an experiment for those surgeons to practice with dead pigs and dogs.

In order not to let himself die again in an hour, Carvey tried his best.

Fortunately, it was handled well in the end, and the matter finally passed.
half!
The man did put the gun in his coat pocket, but he didn't intend to leave after the police withdrew. Instead, he became interested in Carvey: "I remember your name is Carvey, you are 17 years old, and you are a pruner from the Urban Forestry Bureau. work."

"Ah."

"I knew you were going to take the exam, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, and you chose to be absent from work."

"Hehe, it seems that you know me better than I do." Carvey teased him, and then began to complain, "I'm afraid the job is gone."

"That's not the case, they'll just deduct your wages." The man in black seemed to be used to this kind of thing, "Oh, by the way, what are the exams for the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Carvey didn't know why he asked this question, but because of the pistol, he had to choose to answer: "I heard that it is an assessment of some painting skills, and it will also require impromptu painting. In the end, it will be up to the assessment of the invigilators to decide whether it is acceptable or not. admitted."

The other party nodded, picked up a crumpled portrait of a person at his feet, looked at it carefully, and praised: "The painting is not bad, the composition has the foundation of the French academic school, and from the coloring point of view, it should be learned Chinese. Shriarty?"

Kavi stood by the desk, throwing names and these professional terms into his mind for a while, before he understood what this guy was talking about: "Yes, I did learn some of Mr. Hans' oil painting techniques."

"Hans was dropped out of the Academy of Fine Arts at the beginning. You learned his early works, and you are so keen on color expression. With all due respect, those old stubborn people are very vengeful and old-fashioned, and it is still pervasive in the Academy of Fine Arts. with a touch of classicism.”

The man in black talked eloquently, without shy away from his accomplishments in this area: "Did I talk too much and made you feel uncomfortable?"

No one would be stupid enough to confront a murderer with a pistol, so Carvey waved his hand immediately, with a bright smile on his face: "No, your analysis makes sense."

"Don't worry, I'm just asking casually, there is no malice."

Regardless of whether this sentence is true or not, Kavey finally felt more at ease, relying on some art-related knowledge in the original owner's mind and chatting with the man in black without saying a word.Some viewpoints are indeed immature and even ridiculous, but considering that he is only 17 years old and has no formal art education experience, it is completely acceptable.

"You are indeed very talented."

The man in black affirmed Carvey's painting ability, but after a short pause, he changed the topic: "But you are an amateur painter, why do you put aside piles of pictures when you are asked by the police 'what are you doing at night? I don’t need a drawing, but why did I take this anatomy atlas? How strange!”

Carvey: .
It turned out that after laying the groundwork for so long, rambling about on art, the final goal was that notebook.

When Andre knocked on the door, he was imagining what would happen over and over again.Because it was too late to sort out his memory, and he needed an alibi to clarify his relationship, he naturally chose the anatomy book on the desk according to his instinct of studying medicine before time travel.

Art students do need to learn anatomy. Having this collection of paintings is not a problem in itself, but it is very problematic to look far away at the most critical moment.

Carvey immediately explained: "Maybe I was too impatient at the time, thinking that this book should be more convincing than those useless drawing papers, so I held it in my hand without thinking about it."

"Are you not afraid that they will treat you as a pervert?"

"It's okay, after all, portrait painters have to learn some knowledge of anatomy."

The explanation is far-fetched, because the key point is not here at all.But the man in black didn't ask any further questions, and quickly got up and came to Kawei, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down a string of addresses: "Thank you for helping me avoid this trouble, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to Find me here."

"What are you?"

"Just go in and say 'Mick's old friend'."

Mick was obviously not his real name, and the man in black's face didn't impress him much because of the thick seal beard on his lips and Kawi's own face blindness.But the address does exist, a library on the north bank of the Danube. (2)

Carvey sat at the desk and flipped through the city map.

The library is small in scale, surrounded by some residential areas and common public buildings, it looks inconspicuous.But the feeling the man in black gave him was not that simple. Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, being caught by the police was really just a small trouble, and he was fully capable of leaving afterwards.

Carvey doesn't want to mess with the man in black, nor does he want to have any contact with him.Not only is it useless to call the police now, but you will send yourself to the police station because of inconsistent answers.Since the person has already left and there is no hostility, it is right to regard it as a small episode encountered after time travel, and let it pass.

He still has his own life.

Carvey drew a circle on the library and marked it with the name "Mick", then skipped the Academy of Fine Arts and found the University of Vienna in the west of the city.

After two centuries of the Renaissance, European art has already reached its heyday.During this period, capital was also expanding rapidly. Relying on vigorous technological innovation, the bottom labor force was continuously squeezed to form the primitive accumulation of capital.

It's a pity that he knows nothing about art and has no interest in making money.

Compared with the fields of art and economy that have entered the fast lane, medicine is a barren wilderness, and the doctors and nurses who walk on it do not even have a pair of shoes.

Carvey looked at the anatomy record album at hand, and said to himself: "Let's do what we do."

　（1）赫勒（Heller）：在奥地利帝国100赫勒=1克朗=0.4美元，当时普通工人一个月收入在2-5美元之间也就约等于500-1250赫勒。极端情况会出现10美元的高薪职业，但同时也会伴随相应的高风险。

　　(2) Seal beard: European beards are closely related to religion, and they have repeatedly jumped several times between keeping and shaving.In the Crimean War, because there was no time to shave, most of the British soldiers who returned from the victory had beards, and beards became popular in Europe for a while.Soon afterwards, Kaiser Wilhelm I ascended the throne, and his iconic seal beard became a symbol of authority and an object for everyone to emulate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)