Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 388 384. Kawei’s “artwork”

Kawei believes that no matter how good a doctor is, he cannot cure all patients, and respecting the fate of others is also a kind of respect.

If you have good intentions to help patients who do not belong to you, you must be prepared for the backlash caused by adverse results. It's not that he is unfounded, or that he is not kind enough, but that he has actually encountered this kind of situation and suffered a hidden loss.

If it were one's own patient, the other person's life and health should be placed above all else, and sometimes it would even harm some of the patient's rights and wishes. He admits to being very domineering at work and sometimes appearing to be inhumane. But since it was his own professional judgment, he felt there was nothing wrong with it.

Regardless of the hospital's work rules, treatment principles, personal emotions, or even the industry's express regulations, as long as he takes over the patient, nothing can stop the treatment.

This is the so-called professional "ethics" that Kawei has set for himself.

This is the second time someone has challenged his professional integrity.

The last time he faced intense Prussian artillery fire on the Prussian-Austrian front, Aleister forcibly "abducted" him from the operating table. Kawei was very unhappy and struggled for several days before finally letting go. Considering that the other party was also concerned about his safety and was also abiding by the professional ethics of the captain of the escort team, there was nothing to argue with.

But this time it was different, because it was the patient Mick who unilaterally refused treatment, which touched his bottom line and also hit his self-esteem.

Kawei really wasn't sure.

"Although the profession of doctor is said to be no higher than the royal family and parliamentary aristocrats, and no lower than the common people, Kavi is different." Mick covered his stomach again, and couldn't eat anything after only two sips of hot soup. , "You underestimate this doctor too much. He is far smarter than you think."

But in fact, Mick didn't want to give him a chance at all. After this simple conversation, he never had a physical word with him again.

"Here." Cusper patted his pocket.

Since it's not possible now, there might be a chance when we get to Budapest or back to Vienna. According to his plan, in the next period of time he will focus on preparations for the Paris World Expo, and he will have time to deal with Mick's body.

Cusper closed the door and took back the dagger. Just as he was about to continue discussing the next security work, he was immediately frightened by Mick's eyes. Throughout the years of working under him, this look only appeared when he made a stupid mistake.

Mick took out the list of the escort team again, pointed to the names of the captain and deputy captain, and emphasized: "When we get to Budapest, you have to keep an eye on these two people."

"This is something the boss cares about and has nothing to do with you or me." Mick directly mentioned the key point, "If it doesn't work, you can find it locally in Budapest."

"It may take another 1-2 months." Mick estimated the time and suddenly asked, "By the way, is the letter Andrassi wrote to Ferenczi still there?"

"Forget it, let's get down to business."

"It's not Prussia there, and what we need to pay attention to is not the high-level people, but more civil organizations." Mick explained, "Such an organization can easily sneak in."

"I know that he experienced the Austro-Prussian War, and I also heard the report at the post-war military merit ceremony. He is a ruthless character." Cusper took away the bowl and spoon on the table and poured another cup of hot water. "But the teacher's body has its own Most clearly, what he did made me very uncomfortable.”

"If we go to Budapest, there may not be enough manpower." Cusper was a little dissatisfied. "We have done so much work, and we have been promoted in rank and position, but in the end we were given less money. How can we expand the scope of intelligence collection? , let alone careful screening.”

Cusper knew that Mick's so-called intelligence did not refer to the other person's professional attainments, but to intelligence.

"Just what?"

"Teacher, did I make a mistake again?"

"This doctor is so annoying. He always thinks he knows everything and can solve everything. In fact, he doesn't know anything when he is really in trouble."

Facing the toughness of Mick and Cusper, he could only withdraw and give up for the time being.

If it was really late-stage gastric cancer, given Mick's current physical condition, even in modern times, if he opened his abdominal cavity and saw the large mass spreading wantonly around, there would be no good solution. Most surgeons will choose to close the abdomen directly, while the rest will choose chemotherapy from the beginning, without even opening the abdomen.

"I understand." Cusper immediately drew inferences. "There are many people available in the old town of Vienna. I will send some there when the time comes. I just don't know how long I need to stay in Budapest, so I'm not very good at giving out tasks."

"I know, it's just"

"Looking for it locally?"

"You can burn the date in the letter later, and it's best to burn some of the content as well, and then use it when the time is right."

"clear."

Two days later, Elizabeth finally received a reply from the two men.

Franz did not describe how unbearable the situation in Hungary was, and still looked like he was in control of the overall situation. Or it should be said that he didn't talk much about Hungary, but more about Elizabeth's health and Rudolf's education, hoping to get Hungary out of Elizabeth's mind. 【1】

Andrassy is a different style.

He elaborated on the impact of Elizabeth's absence on the negotiations between the two parties, as well as the public's reaction, and once again mentioned Franz's demands. Again, the requirements are too harsh and it is a huge burden for Hungary. They simply cannot do it. 【2】

Elizabeth had no intention of replying to the letter and got on the train to Budapest that afternoon. The train will stop in Vienna for a while, so Kawi takes Cediyo, Berget, Jack and Good Hope to leave Switzerland.

Rost practiced Zurich hospitality and the decor was more festive than when he arrived.

There were more blue and white colors floating on the street from the hotel to the train station, and there were also "spontaneous organized" popular bands, dance teams, and choirs, singing and dancing behind the horse-drawn carriages. In the simple waiting hall of the train station, the main figures from both political and business circles, including Rost, were present.

Most of them are to see Elizabeth. I hope Her Majesty the Queen can come more often to bring glory to Zurich.

Others are purely for Kavi, such as Gustav and his son and Victor.

The Winterthur Bank where Gustav and his son worked was a bitter rival to Victor's Togenberg Bank, but as a local bank in Switzerland, if it wanted to develop here, it had to rely on side channels to expand its customer base. Switzerland is not a big country, and competition and friction between the two sides are common. But in this battle for Kawei, they rarely experienced a win-win situation.

Gustav Winterthur received a large deposit from Kawei. Although the interest was a bit too much, it was nothing after considering Kawei's art storage and trading rights.

Victor's son, who did not intern at Drouot in Paris, was not so lucky, but he also succeeded in sending a loan to Carvey. In line with the first transaction, profit is more important, so Victor gave a very low interest rate. As a result, Kawei took the money from him and deposited it into Winterthur. There was basically no cost for the two trips.

Of course, Kawei’s original intention was not for interest, but because he really didn’t have that much money on hand, and it was too slow to transfer funds from Vienna. Once we see that both parties have this "need", it will be fulfilled for them.

Of course, Victor and Gustav didn't care about this loss. Even if they found out about Kawei's little actions afterwards, they would just smile and get over it.

When this friend's status and earning power are far beyond ordinary people, they only focus on the relationship with the friend and the next big move that this friend may bring.

"Both of you, happy cooperation." Kawei shook hands with them one by one: "I'll wait for you in Vienna."

Victor basically fulfilled Count Bortale's request, and he was in a much better mood than before: "Dr. Kawei is too polite. I am interested in several projects, and he hopes to give me more of the investment share when the time comes."

"Then it depends on your ability."

Gustav took two steps forward and stopped in front of the bank president: "Dr. Carvey, how about I go with you now? The trunk is pretty empty anyway."

"This is the Queen's Express."

"You can think of me as an assistant on the surgical team, an errand boy, anything!"

Gustav just wanted to get the business deal done before Victor did. But he seemed a little impatient. In Kawei's eyes, he shouldn't be here, let alone in Vienna: "You can let your father do the business, but you should go back to Paris and learn more at Drouot. It’s still a long time.”

Gustav's attitude towards learning was worrying, but fortunately he still listened to his advice. He also knows that his position is not special, and anyone who understands auctions and art can take his place: "The vacation is really coming soon, I will go back in a few days."

"Everyone, please come back."

"Have a nice trip, Dr. Carvey."

Just as everyone was saying goodbye to each other and preparing to board the train, a different kind of shout came from the distance. In addition to being heard coming from a young man, the shouts are also full of gratitude, reluctance and pain that outsiders cannot understand. There is even a slight trembling drawl that makes people feel hysterical:

"Doctor Kawei! Doctor Kawei, wait for me!!! Don't leave me alone!!!"

Geizer held his legs to provide enough space for the little penis that had just undergone surgery. With the help of his entourage, he separated the crowd and finally met Kawei: "Dr. Kawei, why did you suddenly return to Vienna? If you really You must take me with you when you go back!"

"Mr. Geizer?" Kawei only cares about his penis, "Aren't you recuperating in the hospital? Why are you here?"

"I've always wanted to go to Vienna. No!"

Geize used a strange walking posture to finally reach Kawei, and immediately realized that the statement was too straightforward and not polite enough. After thinking for a moment, he stood up straight despite the pain and bowed respectfully: "I never had the chance to thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the surgery!"

"It's a small matter, nothing."

"Oh, it's nothing. Haha, I told you, Dr. Kavi is so gentle, he doesn't care about these things at all." Geiser cleared his throat, immediately returned to his funny posture just now, put on a smiling face again, and asked, "I heard that you are very familiar with Mr. Hans Shryati?"

"Hans?" The handsome face that left people speechless appeared in Kawei's mind. "Mr. Hans is a famous person in Vienna. Everyone knows him. Of course I know him too. What's wrong?"

"I like him so much!!! He is a beacon in the Austrian art world and an indelible milestone in the academic world! He is also one of my favorite artists!"

Geize didn't know whether it was because the wound was too painful or because he was excited. His body could not stop trembling: "I have never dared to go to Vienna to seek his apprenticeship. No one recommended me before. I was afraid that he would not want to see me! It's fine now. I can do it as long as you are here." It’s okay, please take me with you.”

Kawei listened to the sound of the whistle and was a little confused: "You can recover here and come back after a while. He and I will not disappear."

"Wait? I can't wait any longer!"

Geize's attention immediately moved to the door of the train, staring closely at Lily who had just appeared in front of him. He quickly let go of Kawei's hand, staggered past him, grabbed the handrail and boarded the train: "My dad I wish I could get out of here. I told Queen Elizabeth before to follow this special train to Vienna, right?”

Lili, who was wearing a gorgeous dress, couldn't bear to see his disgusting look, with a look of disgust on her face. She said yes and shook off his hand and returned to the Queen's Car.

After all, he is the son of the former chairman of the Swiss Confederation, and his status is much higher than Gustave.

Since the Queen has agreed, Kawei has no reason to refuse. It's just that as his patient, he has to make three rules: "I have no problem with you going, but you are still recovering from the surgery. There is one thing you must remember."

Geize kept staring at Lily's leaving figure and replied: "What?"

"Please control your own emotions." Kawei twisted his head back and forcibly took his eyes away, "Miss Lily has a distinguished status, I advise you not to have those little thoughts. Even if you really do, You have to wait until the wound is completely healed, and then you can do whatever you want."

Geizer successfully boarded the train. His heart had already flown to Vienna. He didn't take Kawei's words seriously at all. His mouth was as slippery as if it had been smeared with whale oil. It made people laugh and cry: "Are you worried that the sutures will collapse? They will collapse." I’m looking for you again, we’ll be in the same carriage anyway, and besides, this carriage is full of men, how can they react?”

Seeing him like this, Kawei squeezed his hand again, secretly trying to make him remember the following words: "It has nothing to do with me whether you collapse or not. Even if you are in pain, it is your own business. I only care about my surgery. It is the product of my hard work and my personal 'artwork', understand?"

Geize understood the weight of the word "artwork", and at the same time, his hands hurt. Then he calmed down and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand!"

"It's good if you understand."

Amid the waving Bavarian flags and cheers of farewell on the platform, the train spewed out white steam that covered the sky. The slowly rolling wheels rolled onto the rails and headed towards Vienna.

(End of this chapter)