Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 212 209. Conversation
The death penalty has existed since ancient times, and it has always been an extreme means of punishing prisoners and venting anger.

There was no such thing as humanity at that time, so the ancients were more "careful" than modern people in dealing with the death penalty.In the long history, death penalty "crafts" such as sharp weapon cutting, thermal processing, forced suffocation, animal assistance, wood and stone smashing, etc. were born.

Until the era quietly entered the 20th century, the development of science began to affect all aspects of life in every way, and the criminal law methods of death penalty also began to change.The death penalty has increasingly downplayed the painful part of the punishment, and as far as possible, only death is given.

For example, the execution by shooting earlier, the mature electric chair technology 70 years later, and the intravenous injection of drugs 1 years later are all new methods based on humanitarian considerations. 【[-]】

Carvey was not stupid enough to tell them a colorless and odorless method of poisoning that was absolutely impossible to find in the 19th century.Of course, this is only one of the reasons, and there is another reason, which lies in the eyes of Franz and Brecht.

From the eyes, Carvey saw the meaning of "don't help".

However, relying on the eyes alone is not enough, the eyes are only a very vague subjective feeling, and they only serve as reminders.What really caught Carvey's attention was the wine glass that kept shaking in Franz's hand, and the slightly turning head of Grand Duke Brecht.

Both of them were sitting next to Edward, leaning against the cushions, entering the blind spot of his vision.

Kawei didn't understand the meaning of what they did, but since the leader and his conclusions were consistent, there was nothing to hesitate, just shook his head and refused.

Edward was disappointed, but there was nothing he could do. The way to maintain his reputation now was to let Edward die from "postoperative complications."At this point, it is useless for others to say more, and Kavey must be helped.

To be honest, Fernand's sudden death will definitely affect the success rate of Carvey's operation, after all, no patients he operated on have died before.

Carvey's willingness to let him use "post-operative complications" as the cause of death had already helped, and Edward had nothing to blame.On the contrary, he had to thank this talented surgeon well, otherwise the surgery tour in Paris that had been planned would definitely be cancelled.

He stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said excitedly: "No matter what, I still have to thank Dr. Carvey."

"It's okay, we are all friends." Carvey smiled and clinked glasses with him, "Mr. Ambassador is in trouble, and I can help, so why not do it."

"Can your surgery"

"It's just surgery, as long as I understand that there is no problem with the surgery." Carvey looks like an old man who has been immersed in surgery for decades. "Similar to the success rate of surgery and the survival rate after surgery, It’s all a by-product of my best efforts to complete the surgery.”

Edward was so moved that tears could even be seen in his eyes: "Dr. Carvey, your surgery is extremely beautiful. But compared with your virtues, these are not worth mentioning. You let me see Austrian surgical greatness."

Carvey was stunned by what he said, but he still continued: "Mr. Ambassador is too good."

The whole thing has developed to this point, and Edward also feels a little strange. He always feels that something is not right, but looking at Karvey's sincere eyes, everything seems to be peaceful.Grand Duke Brecht sent someone to give medicine, and Kavi remained silent. Fernan's body and autopsy report could be seen tonight, and the problem seemed to have been resolved.

Now that the problem has been solved, there is no need for Edward to stay here any longer. He turned around and said goodbye to the two: "Then I'll go first."

"Mr. Ambassador won't stay for lunch?" Franz suddenly asked, "The food at the Marshal's house is no worse than that of the palace."

"No." Edward shook his head, "I'm not a popular figure here."

If possible, he would certainly like to hear the views of the Emperor Austria and other military and political officials on the war and some specific preparations.The cynicism of those officials didn't have much influence on him, and he still has this bit of concentration in a foreign country.

But right now, Edward has more important things to do, and that is to draw up an explanation as soon as possible, and rely on the power of the media to reverse public opinion.

"Mr. Ambassador, have you considered which newspaper to find?" Archduke Brecht saw through his next move at a glance, and asked directly, "If necessary, I also have a lot of connections in this regard, and I can definitely write a reverse report. A good article on the decline of public opinion."

"Hehe, no need, I still want to keep a low profile."

"In that case, I wish you the best of luck."

Edward left the manor in a hurry, leaving only Franz, Brecht and Carvey in the living room.In order to have a better conversation and discussion, and to avoid seeing the king too restrained when others were eating, the three of them left the main building and went to the small garden, treating it as a temporary restaurant, and the food would be sent there one by one.

Lunch is actually a very traditional Austrian food, mainly pork and beef, sausage and steak as the main form, with some vegetables and desserts, nothing fancy.

In comparison, the content of the chat is much more exciting.

The first half was still within Carvey's expectations. Two complicated surgeries pushed him to the top ranks of Vienna surgery, which amazed all the doctors and Franz himself.Eddinson's age, experience, professional title, education and other factors that limit Carvey are particularly hypocritical in the face of real strength.

Although Franz was conservative, he was not stupid. He clarified Carvey's position in the surgical field as soon as he opened his mouth: "Dr. Carvey has worked hard. Today's operation is of great significance to the Imperial Army."

Carvey didn't understand the internal situation of the army, nor did he understand the meaning of this sentence, he just read something from the attitude of the two.His reaction was as usual: "The old marshal is my patient, and it is my job to serve patients."

"How long does it take for the marshal to get down?" Brecht asked.

"Considering his age, it will take half a month at the fastest." Carvey explained, "It will take at least three months to restore normal walking and waist physiological functions. The process will be painful, but at least the original waist and legs The pain problem is all gone. If you want a full recovery, then."

"Okay, I see." Brecht was very satisfied with the result, "Let the Marshal take a good rest."

Franz had long been prepared for this result, and did not dream of a so-called miracle: "The operation is over now, let's talk about the military medical department."

"I'm just a little surgeon." Carvey showed his status, and at the same time reminded them that praise without rewards is just a bunch of nonsense, "The military medical department has to find Vice President Edinson, I don't Dare to make random suggestions."

"Morazo has already looked for me." Franz knew that he was emotional, so he didn't go around the corner, and went straight to the point. "He said that he lacked a consultant and hoped to transfer you from the field hospital."

Logistical paperwork was not a position Carvey wanted, it was a waste of time.

But Morazo was kind, and he couldn't show it too clearly, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I understand your thoughts, but I don't agree." Franz said with a smile, "Sending you to the office to review documents, discuss logistics arrangements, and calculate manpower and material resources is really overkill."

When it came to this point, Carvey knew that the time was ripe, and it was time to make his own request.

Of course, he is not greedy, he just wants to get what he deserves: "I just want to be a surgeon in a field hospital and have the right to treat patients by myself. This request is not too much."

"Not too much." Franz glanced at Archduke Brecht next to him, and said, "We all know that you have superb surgical skills, and it is too dangerous to go to the front line. So after discussion, we decided to keep you in Vienna Continue to be a surgeon."

Carvey:? ? ?
"Soldiers can't go to the front line immediately after receiving treatment, so the treatment is only to ensure their survival and will not have much impact on the battle situation." Franz's positioning of military doctors and soldiers is very rational, almost ruthless. "But if the field hospital is attacked, the consequences will be disastrous."

Carvey didn't expect things to turn out like this, disrupting all his previous plans.

It's fine if it's just a simple disruption of the plan, I'm afraid these are just traps of clichés.

Surgery is a project that Franz has been supporting. Without his support, the School of Surgery would be a dead letter.If there were any other surgeon who reached the level of Watman and Ignatz, he would not only belong to himself, but also belong to the empire.

Sending a surgeon who can perform complex operations to the front is dangerous not only for the doctor himself, but also for the development of imperial surgery.The loss of dying on the front line is still controllable, but if they are captured or even surrender to the enemy, then the problem will be big!
"We think it's better for you to do research in the laboratories of hospitals and medical schools." Franz continued, "This can also contribute to the development of surgery."

If this proposal had appeared a month ago, Kavi would have voted for it with both hands. It is definitely better to stay in Vienna than to go to the front.

But now the response to the thesis I wrote is mediocre, the operation can only be spread by newspapers, and the experiment lacks a large number of samples. Carvey needs further influence: "If I stay in Vienna, can I increase the budget for some experimental projects?"

The war is imminent, and Franz has already emptied his pockets: "How much do you want?"

"2 crowns per year." Kawi Lion opened his mouth, but considering the number of manpower and disease sources required for his experimental project, this cost is not excessive. "This is a conservative estimate. If you need to change the direction of the experiment midway, it may have to"

Franz shook his head helplessly: "The funding can only be found in the school, I can't give that much money."

"It's considered an exception for the dean to provide my laboratory, and I have always paid for it myself."

Carvey himself is not short of money, and his net income has steadily surpassed Ignatz, but the experiment is a bottomless pit with no end in sight: "Experimental materials, medicines, equipment, and manpower all need money. Those new drugs are the support An important force for my operation to continue. Only relying on technology, not to mention Fernand and the Marshal's operation, even the cesarean section that is now stable will become very dangerous."

"War needs a lot of money, and I can't reduce military spending for you."

"Then I'd better go to the front line, as long as I can be the chief surgeon." Carvey emphasized his request, and then said, "After all, the hospital is behind the battlefield, so it should be very safe."

Franz was puzzled: "Aren't you short of money? The income of a military doctor is simply not comparable to your current appearance fee?"

"But there are a large number of wounded and sick samples on the battlefield." Carvey has already set his sights on the front-line barracks, on trauma and various infectious diseases that accompany the barracks' movement. It can solve the problem of insufficient experimental samples.”

War has always been a hotbed of surgical development.

It is really difficult to convince others with the data of small-scale papers. Only by relying on a large and solid sample can it be used to prove something, and the papers written are more convincing.

Franz didn't understand the experiment, but it sounded reasonable: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Carvey decided, "Besides, His Majesty the King once reminded me that the baronship in my hand was bought, and I am still an illegitimate child. I urgently need a chance to prove it."

After hearing this, Franz breathed a sigh of relief, and expressed respect for Carvey's decision: "It's still a waste of talent to be a simple surgeon."

Brecht suggested from the side: "Why don't you be the deputy chief surgeon? The deputy director of the military medical department? Or a member of the medical committee?"

Franz shook his head.

These positions all have the same trouble, they all fight against Edinson, but in name they are Eddinson's subordinates.If these positions are really given, not only Eddinson will be slapped in the face, but Franz will also be embarrassed. It is really not good for the work to let Carvey take office.

So after a moment of contemplation, he made a bold decision: "Dr. Carvey, you are so special that I can't find a suitable position for you. So I have to kick you out of the military medical office and let you Establish a new surgical department independent of the Surgeon General."

Carvey was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"You will have your own surgical team, and I will also send a group of soldiers to protect your safety day and night." Franz said, "In the field hospital, you are not under the control of anyone, you just need to do your own surgery. I hope you Do not let me down."

(End of this chapter)