Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 332 328. The Vortex of Darkness

For the same thing, the development path in the eyes of ordinary people may be completely different from the real situation, and maybe they have already entered another fork in the road that they never thought of at the very beginning.

This turned Safit's smart threat into self-inflicted humiliation.

And the public opinion issue that Carvey was most worried about before did not enter the link he envisioned.

Except for Safit who was killed out of nowhere, no one wants to mess around at this juncture.The queen's support in his hand is more like a bull knife for killing chickens, and it ended lightly before it was used.

In fact, it is normal to think about it afterwards. In the process of unpredictable events, the truth is really not important, what is important is the purpose of the people involved.

What Safit wanted was popularity and social status, what Joskin wanted was the stability of the editorial department of the newspaper, other newspaper reporters didn't want to be the first bird but also wanted to break the news, and what Eugenie wanted was naturally a springboard for advocating women's rights.

As for other people, their mentality is more simple.

The way they want to eat melons but only eat melons rationally surprised Kawei, but it is not difficult to draw conclusions after careful analysis.What keeps them rational is not the ability of rationality to overpower emotional thinking, but a simple fact.

The mother survived well.

In a placenta previa delivery with a very high mortality rate, as long as the mother and child survive one child, it is enough to show the success of the delivery, and it is also enough to prove Kavey's ability.Even if the rumors revealed at this time are really true, people will not take them seriously, and they will forget them after a long time.

Just like a difficult transplant operation in modern times, whether the source of organs is legal or not can hardly affect the honor brought to the surgeon by the success of the operation.

Carvey looked at Safit who left silently, and recalled a liver transplant operation he had encountered before.The operation was successful, but it was questioned by the ethics committee when the liver was taken because the surgical team had a small problem in diagnosing the death of the liver donor.

Perhaps because of the eagerness to take the liver, the team did not take into account the feelings of the family member of the seriously injured patient who signed the donation agreement, and encountered great resistance on the issue of taking the liver.

But this does not affect the success of the transplant operation, nor does it affect the honor of the chief surgeon.But if something goes wrong during the transplantation process, the consequences will be unpredictable.

In the same way, if the mother fails to survive, the development of the matter may become different.

Carvey is not in the mood to care about Safit's current feelings. He needs to explain to the Physician Association together with Hujill as soon as possible.It is still necessary to discuss the content of the next surgical demonstration with several surgeons at the main palace hospital. After all, this is the main purpose of his coming to Paris.

He squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and was about to walk towards the gate of the hospital.At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from the ear, still in authentic German: "There is a patient in the pocket, help her"

When Karvey came back to his senses, he looked around again, seeing a mess of people in front of him, and it was impossible to tell who the person was just now.

He took out his coat pocket, and there was a note inside: Why is it a note again.

"Doctor Carvey, what's the matter?" Two men in black approached.

"Oh it's all right."

Hearing the word "patient", Carvey changed his previous caution in the cafe and decided to keep it first: "You guys go to work first, I can go in alone."

Hu Jier stayed in the office all morning. Although the colleagues around him didn't say anything, the invisible pressure was everywhere.Until the moment Kavi entered the door, the stone in his heart could not be put down.

"I got it done here."

"Already all right?"

"Well, don't worry."

Hu Jier, who stood by the window and looked towards the garden in the courtyard, was relieved when he heard what Carvey said: "I have also said hello to the Physician Association, and I will send the detailed medical history and report in a few days. Alas, It’s really troublesome to do something like this.”

Carvey walked up directly, sat in his seat, and asked with a smile: "There is a reason for the incident, Professor Hujill doesn't think it's made up by the reporter?"

Hu Jier knew what he meant, and this was the most difficult part for him: "Those two were originally my half-students, I think."

"I don't care." Carvey expressed his attitude. "How to think and how to deal with it is the professor's private matter, but if this happens again, I don't want to be stabbed in the back."

"I know."

"Okay, I won't bother the professor." Carvey got up and walked out of the office after saying that, "The cesarean section in the main palace hospital has been completed, and the other hospitals will follow. If Professor Hujill has other patients, Feel free to come find me."

Hu Jier knew that without patients, Carvey could not be kept, but out of technical pursuit, he still said: "I will have several cadaver cesarean sections here, if possible, I hope Mr. Carvey can do it." come and see."

"Forget about the cadaver practice." Carvey declined his invitation, sticking to his inner preferences and time schedule, "In a few days, I will draw a surgical atlas when I am really free."

Hu Jier couldn't help himself for a while with the unfolding of the willows and flowers: "Really?"

"I made an agreement with Her Majesty Eugenie, so it's true." Kavi originally planned to spread the technology, and this time it can be regarded as a favor, "Why don't you practice after my map is completed, so as to save A waste of precious corpses."

"makes sense"

Hu Jier suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, Dr. Carvey, you are not very familiar with this place, should I contact the painter in advance for you? You also need some communication before painting,"

"Illustrator? No need, I have already received some training in painting, just draw a few maps, no problem."

It took Carvey a week to complete all the operations at the Main Palace Hospital. After that, except for a few speeches at the Academy of Medical Sciences and the Surgical Association, the schedule became very free.

Edward didn't fill up Carvey's arrangement, but left quite a few blanks for himself to choose from.This is not because of his empathy, or because of France's free will, but because of Mick.

Mick's requirements for the itinerary have reached a demanding level, not only the time and place, but also the list of attendees, so he just ignores the trouble.

"These are invitation letters from several hospitals, which contain the information of patients who need surgery." Damirgang put a stack of envelopes in front of Kawei, "After the selection, contact the doctor in charge directly, and then organize the surgery together. "

Carvey glanced and asked, "Is there any message?"

"Have."

Damirgon took out two more postcards and handed them over: "One is left by Mr. Bizet. I hope you can participate in an opera performance in two weeks' time. I heard it is his new composition. The other It was sent by the trustee of the son of the chief of police, and I hope you will honor it and attend the party the day after tomorrow."

"Party?" Carvey is most annoyed by this kind of thing, his brows are all wrinkled together like a ball of white paper, "Didn't you refuse once last time, why are you still here, is there something wrong with the wound?"

"The incision is good, and the body temperature is still a little bit, but it has started to drop."

"What about seepage?"

"It used to be five sheets of gauze a day, but now it has been reduced to two and a half sheets."

"Are you mentally okay?"

"pretty good."

Carvey nodded after hearing this: "Then why are you still looking for me?"

"So this time I refused again for you." Damirgang said with a wry smile, "But I always feel that there will be a third time."

"so troublesome"

Carvey was talking about trouble, but he was looking at Bizet's postcard: "I told you before, no matter who sees Mr. Bizet, they need to have a physical examination."

"Well, Mr. Bizet came here at nine o'clock in the morning. I did the examination with Bergett." Damirgang said, "He coughed very badly, and he was in good spirits. There was not much sputum, but there was blood in it. There are no other problems."

This is similar to Carvey's previous judgment: "What do you think is the problem?"

Damirgang hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's not easy to make a judgment. I always feel that some inspections are missing. The key has an endoscope to look at his throat, and maybe there will be other discoveries."

It is good to be able to think of this layer, but it is not comprehensive enough.In Carvey's judgment, if there is cough and sputum + blood in the sputum, infections and tumors generally need to be ruled out.Among them, tuberculosis, lung cancer and laryngeal cancer were mainly excluded, and the possibility of other results was very low.

"You didn't let him be hospitalized? The main palace hospital can prepare a bed for him at any time."

Damirgang shrugged: "He said it's not necessary, he thinks the cough is fine."

"Okay, let's not mention him for now." Carvey threw the police chief's son's card into the waste paper bin, leaving Bizet behind, and then pushed all the envelopes to Damirgang, "Nothing else If you are a child, take these away and read them all."

There are quite a few letters from various hospitals, but they are still far behind the medical records of the Municipal General Hospital.Damirgang immediately understood what he meant: "Okay, I'll leave it to you before dinner."

"Remember to divide them into three categories: 'definite diagnosis', 'suspected possibility' and 'unknown diagnosis'."

"Ah."

After Damirgang left, Kavi took out the note from his coat pocket.It said something similar to the sentence just now, except that there was an extra name of "disease".In fact, it is not a disease, but more of a psychological burden.

But it reminded Carvey of someone.

It was also breast cancer removal, but the person on the note was not as lucky as Giustina: [Dr. Carvey, I know you had the same operation in Vienna.I beg you, help her back to her former self.If there is no accident, she will go to the surgical ward of the main palace hospital tomorrow morning to see a doctor. ]
Rebuilding your house is not easy, nor is it Kavi's job.

Before performing the second reconstruction operation on Justina, he also spent a lot of energy on the corpse.After repeated experiments with various muscle flaps, the reconstruction method was finally finalized.

According to his requirements for himself, the result of that operation was actually not perfect. If it were replaced by the former director of plastic surgery to rate it, I am afraid it would only be able to pass the passing line.But fortunately, Justina did not report much hope at all, and the psychological expectation of "something is better than nothing" made her very satisfied.

After all, Giustina's operation was also a political mission.

Carvey is willing to have a mastectomy because it can save lives, and he doesn't think the technique is too skilled, at least not as good as abdominal surgery.The cadaver practice is just to make the chief surgeon familiar with the anatomical structure, which is completely inferior to the real operation. Only by taking over similar patients repeatedly can the technique be improved.

From his personal point of view, plastic surgery lacks strong antibiotic support. In many cases, the healing of the incision depends on luck, and it is far away from civilians.

Still, the loving note made Carvey willing to try.

"Damirgang!"

He yelled at the wall, and soon Damirgang ran over from the next room: "What's wrong?"

"I have to go to the main palace hospital tomorrow morning and talk to those people." Carvey said, "Then, let the waiter go to the Drouot auction house and find a young man named Gustav."

"Gustav." Damirgang wrote down the name, "And then?"

"Tell that kid to give me the receipt quickly, and then I have to talk to him about borrowing the warehouse."

"understood."

Adult meltdowns always come very suddenly, but for Safit, that phrase seemed inaccurate.His collapse was already doomed when he changed the content of the article, and now it is just the price of going his own way.

He didn't have the face to go back to the editorial department, and he didn't have the face to see Joskin.He had no face to go home, let alone see his wife.

After being output by Carvey, Safit always felt that the whole world had abandoned him, his future was dark, and he could not see the hope and goal of survival at all.

"That's what life is like, buddy." A man appeared in front of him with a wine bottle in one hand and a cane in the other. "I think I went through that too. My heart was so empty, and life was very boring."

Safit had never met him, and his accent should not even be French, but this did not affect the communication between the two. This is the meaning of the existence of places such as bars and pubs: "And then? Then how do you live to Now?"

"Rely on what? What can I rely on to survive these days, of course it is wine and women." The stranger laughed loudly, lifted the bottle and took two sips in his mouth, "Wine gave me the courage to live, and women It gave me a reason to live, to enjoy life."

These are all nonsense to Safit, and no matter how much money is spent, it is a lame means of comforting others.

However, there is one thing that reminded him that the purpose of life is not to suffer or endure criticism from others, but to enjoy.

Why do they all live more comfortably than me?
Why should I lose my job, my marriage, my family and my children
Why? ? !
(End of this chapter)