Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

December 1866, 12 was definitely a special day for Lieben and Saffitte, and even for Paris and the whole of France.

But for several professors of surgery in the main palace hospital, today is just an ordinary discussion before the surgical conference.The main thing is to finalize the lecture sequence of the meeting and the specific assessment items in the competition.

Different from the previous surgical conferences, this report lecture is the first time that non-French doctors are the main focus. Even this seminar can see the gap in status.

However, Kawei is not so ignorant, even if Cedieu and Huo Te humiliated him again and again, he did not touch the main seat of the meeting, and found a corner to sit down by himself.

Originally, there would be basically no such discussions before the conference, because the content of the conference had been arranged as early as a month ago.At that time, the location of Carvey's cesarean section was deliberately reserved, including a performing surgery demonstration and a surgery lecture.

As long as Kavi has this strength, they will respect him.

Of course, if the operation is not effective, they also have many things that can be used as alternatives.

But the development of this month has greatly exceeded their expectations, and Carvey has shown superb surgical skills.The accompanying drugs, equipment, examinations, preoperative preparations, and postoperative supportive treatment programs for patients are incompatible with the current concept, but they have good results, and there are signs of overturning the current general trend of surgery.

Surgery in Paris has always been at the forefront of the world, and individual doubts and challenges will not stop others from moving forward.

Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, three times and four times cannot be a coincidence, especially in the 4th century when the surgical mortality rate exceeded 19%, the impact of Carvey's mortality rate of less than 5% can be imagined.

What's more, the only death case was entirely because the patient was already dying when he was sent.

"Dr. Carvey's preoperative disinfection strategy must be explained in detail." The chairman of the discussion was Hult, the president of the Surgical Association, "I personally think that this is more versatile than those operations. Almost every operation They all need to be used.”

"It's all, President Hult." Carvey corrected, "All operations need to be sterilized, which is responsible for the open incisions made by oneself."

Huo Te nodded, never thinking of rebutting: "Then what is the reason for the disinfection? Should we also explain it in detail?"

"Well, I have already invited Professor Pasteur and one of my laboratory assistants in Vienna." Carvey said, "At that time, we will make a summary of Professor Pasteur and our experiments, and initially reveal the cause of the incision ulceration. The real culprit."

"bacteria?"

"Yes, it's bacteria." Carvey didn't have much time to expand, so he could only briefly mention a few words, "I also said before that many diseases are caused by microorganisms. For example, the perianal abscess I did before, and my The rotten sores of the fractured patient who was brought to the hospital were actually caused by bacteria."

"Isn't this caused by the toxins in the air?"

"You can think of toxins as bacteria, which you can't see anyway."

"We know too little about bacteria, and we can't make a judgment yet. Will bringing something that can't be really determined to the lecture, will it mislead the future research direction of the Medical Association?"

"What's this called? Only things that are uncertain have research value. What else do you study if you are sure?"

"It can be discussed that it is too unbelievable."

This topic is equivalent to subverting most of the causes of disease and opening up unprecedented new ideas for medicine, which naturally attracts attention.There is no need to specially encourage them, those professors who seem to have profound medical background will start arguing among themselves.

"Stop, why are you arguing? The meeting hasn't started yet!" Holt patted the table and sighed, "Let's put these details in the meeting, I will extend the time for 1-2 hours for you to debate .”

"The conference will open on December 12th, and that day is the first batch of surgery viewing days. The surgery is mainly arranged by the main palace hospital." Cedieu said, "In fact, there is nothing to pay attention to. Everyone remember to wear the mask prepared by Dr. Carvey. Just do it."

"Tonight is the first speech report of the meeting, and it will be handed over to Dr. Carvey."

"Well, let's talk about preoperative disinfection tonight, so as to pave the way for the lectures to come."

At this time, the performance in the Paris Opera House was not affected by the VIP box where Ashley was located. It was past eight o'clock, and "Beauty of Bay City" had already reached the final scene.

Most of the audience who can stay are for the next "Mignon". Only a few people can see the shining point of this opera, and the only few people include an Austrian and a French people.

The Austrian, dressed in black, sat sullenly in the farthest corner.

He has been in Paris for almost a month and has been working for almost a month.The heavy and high-pressure work has kept him tense, and these few days are a rare time to rest to let go of the pressure.When he gets Carvey's itinerary for the next week tomorrow morning, he will have no chance to enjoy French operas.

"Beauty of Bay City" may not be amazing, but in the ears of Mick, who is not picky about food, it is still excellent, at least it has an upper-middle level.Just like a person who eats vegetarian food for more than half a month, a little meat occasionally is enough to appetize, but too much is not good.

On the other side of the auditorium, the Frenchman was wearing an ordinary dress, holding a cane in his hand, looking at the stage and quietly feeling Bizet's talent.

He really likes this opera. Although the selection of music and lines is not perfect, it has a different flavor when paired with the plot.He can feel the playwright's confusion and attempts when composing music, and even some indifference to failure.

Just like he wants to break through the bottleneck of cooking technology from time to time, the other party is also repeatedly trying his own boundaries.

It's just that Alphonse already has his own style, but the opera before him has not yet formed his own style, and Bizet's attempt seems to be to find a style that suits him.

"Boldly try, not afraid of success or failure, this opera is so good that it has been belittled to such an extent." Alphonse sighed lightly, feeling that he was becoming more and more unfamiliar with Paris, "If it were placed in Vienna, it would definitely There will be mixed reviews, but it won’t be able to leave the meeting directly.”

He didn't understand what was going on in Paris now.

Why is the public's aesthetics more and more straightforward, and their attitude towards playwrights is so harsh, and they don't even want to spend more time to appreciate the works, even if they only listen to the first act, they can find some advantages.

Leaving the show directly when encountering something that doesn't suit your taste is really a blow to the playwright's self-confidence.

If he came to his own restaurant and denied the ability of a chef after only two bites, then Alphonse would definitely get angry and ask the other party to make an argument
"Why did I think of that guy again?" He tapped his forehead lightly, trying to calm himself down, "It's all in the past, and he was punished, so there's no need to be persistent anymore. Think about what Kavey taught me back then." , Let go of obsessions, let go of obsessions, let go."

However, just as he was about to calm down, suddenly there was a fierce quarrel in the vip box on the left, and the eyes of the audience turned to the left.

Immediately afterwards, a fruit plate flew down from a curtain on the right side of the third floor. Fortunately, the plate did not hit anyone, but fruit slices and fruit forks were scattered all over the floor, which also forced the opera performance on stage to be suspended.

Just when everyone was wondering what happened, someone suddenly opened the curtain of the private room, revealing a group of people.

Ordinary boxes can only accommodate two or three people, after all, the purpose of sitting there is to be spacious, but there are more than ten people in that box.Except for a few people, the rest are all Paris police.

They were wearing dark blue overcoats and tall black hats. Although they didn't have guns in their hands, they had batons and sabers around their waists.

Standing in front of this group of policemen was a beautifully dressed girl, wearing the Cinoline-style dress that Queen Eugenie loved most, highlighting her noble status.Many people present knew her name, Ashley Angles, the daughter of the Minister of Police, Earl Angles.

"What's the matter? Why is Miss Ashley here?"

"What happened?"

"The police rushed into the theater to arrest people, did they meet the murderer?"

There was a commotion in the auditorium, and everyone speculated about the situation in the VIP box, and they didn't know who pointed out the identity of one of them: "Isn't this the reporter from the Paris Review? I recognize him. He was scolded miserably in the main palace hospital back then." gone."

"Who?"

"What's the name of that reporter who wrote scribbles without evidence? I kind of forgot."

"Finally get rid of those who write press releases?"

"What are you thinking, it must be for other things."

"Oh, that's right! I remembered! It's Safitte!!!"

Everyone looked at Safit standing in front of the railing in unison, but the two who were still optimistic about "Bay City Belle" looked at another man.

The man leaned sideways against the wall with a tense expression, and was restrained by a policeman, unable to move.If you have been in the surgical ward, you must be able to see that the reason why this man is on his side is because he has lost a leg and he is also holding a cane in his hand.

But in the eyes of Mick and Alphonse, this guy's face represented a real name, Li Ben!

The time was moved forward by 3 minutes, and Ashley made the police who had already been called to wait at the door rush into the private room, and came out to catch the turtle, or two.This completely panicked Li Ben, who wanted to rely on his manly physique to forcibly break through, and made Saffite, who was sitting on the sidelines, even more desperate.

"Two outright scammers! You didn't even look at yourself, you just asked me to cheat." Ashley stood in front of the two men with a victorious face, "obediently follow the police and leave, maybe I can still consider A light sentence of several years."

Li Ben never calculated that this weak woman could command the police.

When she was asked on the train, she only said that she was the daughter of an officer. When did the daughter of an officer have so much power?
However, it is useless to dwell on these things now. The other party believes that he is a fraudster. Even if the documents in his hand are genuine, he may have to go to the police station for a few days.At that time, whether you are really cheating or not may not be determined by the evidence, but depends on the mood of others.

What's more, he is indeed a fraudster, and these documents are forged.

Li Ben immediately realized that even denying it would be a dead end, and immediately changed his strategy, pointing the finger at his accomplices: "Miss Ashley, I lost my head and listened to other people's words. I was blinded by money, I'm sorry , since I was seriously injured on the battlefield and had to amputate, let me be spared this time."

Surrendering so decisively, without even having time to hesitate, is simply shameless.

But being shameless is shameless, and this kind of shamelessness at least gave Li Ben a glimmer of life.

"Mr. Li Ben. Oh, by the way, is this your real name?" Ashley asked with a smile, "Isn't the name you gave me a fake?"

"It's the real name, the fake one! This plan is all planned by him! It's him who tempted me with money! It's him!!!"

Li Ben pointed to Saffite not far away, and said: "We complained to each other in the tavern that we had no money, but he asked if we want to cheat money together. At first I refused, I really refused, but he But they kept instilling in me the view that fraud is innocent, which made me relax my vigilance!"

Saffite had never seen such a scene before, and before he recovered from the shock of the police entering the scene, he was sold by Li Ben, without any time to think.

And when he was about to recover and was about to fight back, the other party had already plunged the crime into his chest: "He asked me if I knew rich people, I said no at first, but then we chatted He fooled you into saying your name. Miss Ashley, I'm really sorry, really."

While talking, Li Ben won the sympathy of many policemen with the excuse of crying, but Ashley remained calm: "Hehe, Mr. Li Ben, when you introduce yourself on the train, you can say yourself It's the Baron."

"It's not because I was attracted by Miss Ashley's beauty and deceived myself." Li Ben sighed, "I am indeed a baron, but my assets have already been sold, and I am no different from ordinary people. Just like this, he also forcibly awarded my title The medal was sold"

From the beginning to the end, Li Ben was alone in the sophistry. Within 2 minutes, Safit had become the mastermind of this lame fraud.

Saffite usually works with a quill, and his mouth is far less agile.Seeing that the police around him became more and more hostile towards him, he could only suppress his anger and curse: "Obviously you are the one who keeps teasing me and letting me join the gang to commit fraud, you are the one who planned this fraud!!!"

"Hehe, how could it be me? I'm just a down-and-out baron who came over from Berlin for vacation." Li Ben began to talk about the title, "Even if I really have no money, I can't think of using such despicable means to cheat ,no way!!!"

"you!!!"

Safit was so angry that he grabbed the fruit plate on the table and threw it at it.Unexpectedly, the policeman on the side reacted very quickly. He raised his hand and knocked the fruit plate out of the VIP box with the baton he picked up.

When things got to this point, Ashley, who wanted to end up secretly before, had a new idea instead.

She chose to let the curtain be opened to reveal everything here.

Ashley even started to explain herself after the audience recognized herself: "I'm really sorry to disturb everyone's pleasure. They are vicious fraudsters, and today they tried to defraud the Angles family's property. Can seconded some police officers from District 9 police station to help.

Everyone, take a look, look at the ugly looks and ugly faces of these two liars, it is a shame for mankind! ! ! "

"Haha, it turned out that that scam reporter ran off to be a scammer."

"A liar will always be a liar. You can cheat at work, and of course you can cheat at other things. It's all for money, and your nature is hard to change!"

"I don't know how he became a reporter. He doesn't even have the most basic moral bottom line. He is completely different from the reporter in my impression."

The ridicule flooded over like sea water, and Safit completely lost the courage to continue to defend.The straw that could save his life in his heart was crushed by the iron hoof of reality, and he no longer had any idea of ​​living.

The wife is beautiful enough, and the children are very obedient. Without him, I can remarry and find a better man. It is definitely better than following him, much better.
Die, there is no need to live.

But before he died, Safit had to drag a few more people along with him.

Thinking stopped here, his brain went blank, but his movements were surprisingly fast.He distracted the attention of the surrounding policemen while the curtain was drawn, quickly snatched the baton from one of them, smashed the oil lamp hanging on the wall with force, and then took out the hot base inside.

I saw a flame draw a short arc and flew directly to Ashley's long skirt.