Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 43 42. Family Training
Kavi's timely remedial measures not only successfully rescued Laszlo, but also helped the Municipal General Hospital retain investment opportunities, and also preserved the maintenance of capital between Austria and Hungary in disguise.It seems to be a good thing that everyone is happy, but it seems quite embarrassing to be in the small surgical team of the Municipal General Hospital.

After the whole incident, it was rare for Ignatz, who had made up his mind to be angry, to become a predecessor who helped Kawi plant trees to enjoy the shade. It must be a lie to say that there is no lump in his heart.

But if you want to say how angry he is, that's not enough, it's more a kind of regret for not being able to complete the operation properly.

Moreover, at that time, it would be a great success to restore his reputation.Without Kavi's pull, his tracheotomy was doomed to fail, and the result of the failure was beyond what a young surgeon like him could bear.

With the strongest reputation in the country and a baron, it would be very narrow-minded and even shameless if he insisted on arguing with his assistants, so it's okay to come and go again and again.

But the other one didn't have such a high achievement and didn't have such a good attitude.

Unlike Ignaz, who had slept in the guest room, Bergett left the room as soon as Laszlo's airway returned to normal.He avoided all his acquaintances including Carvey, and left the manor alone in a private carriage.

The amount of surgery in the 19th century was far less than that of modern times. Bergett went back to the hospital to check the medical records of both eyes, and took half a day off with the two doctors, Hills and Herman, and chose to go home directly.

The Bergett family is a very traditional imperial hereditary aristocrat, and they also have a seat in the House of Representatives. They don't actually have much intersection with capitalists like Laszlo.If you count the "separate house discussion" system [1] that has been making a lot of noise in the past few years, it is enough for the Viscount to take part in this ball with his family.

The father was not interested in Laszlo's life and death, and he didn't have much expectation for his son, so he went to bed when he got home at four o'clock in the morning.But the mother was different. She was always worried that her son would not sleep well at all, so she simply got up and sat in the living room to wait.

Near noon, Elena, who was dozing off on the sofa, finally waited for the news of her son's return.

"Ma'am, the young master is back."

Elena quickly got up and walked to the window, looked at the gate of the manor not far away, and nodded: "Are the toiletries ready?"

"Ah."

"Go." Suddenly she thought of something again, and stopped the housekeeper, "Go and prepare some snacks."

"It's ready, it's the young master's favorite Linz cake [2] and apple strudel."

"Ah."

Seeing that Elena wanted to say something else, the butler smiled and said, "Madam, please don't worry, we have also prepared a sumptuous lunch for the young master, white bacon, roasted pork knuckle and fish soup, he will definitely like it."

Elena nodded, finally showing a gratified smile.

The butler has served in this family for 30 years, and he knows Elena's temper very well, so everything can go ahead.At the same time, he is also very aware of his young master's character, so when Bergett loses his appetite, he will use "Elena" as his shield.

"Master, these are prepared by Madam's orders."

Bergert, who had just entered the door, was in a bad mood: "I don't want to eat!"

It was rare for the young master to lose his temper, and the butler immediately realized the seriousness of the matter, stepped back two steps to get out of the stairs, and stopped talking.Knowing that his tone was too harsh, Bergett sighed and said to the butler, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ted, I really don't have an appetite today, so prepare some hot water for me."

"The water is ready."

"Thank you."

Bergett stepped into the bathtub and immersed himself in the warm bath water.

The slowly rising water vapor slowly took away the fatigue of the whole day, but his mood still couldn't get better.

Laszlo's neck is still vaguely visible in front of his eyes, and the whole operation process is also vivid.Ignatz continued to set new records, and Carvey naturally successfully completed the assistant's task, and even won the favor of Mr. Laszlo.

What about yourself?What can I do?
He was a tool to firmly hold down the patient's body throughout the whole process. Even if it was another person, even the two gardeners who stayed in the yard could do it well.Since this is the case, then what is the purpose of his hard study in medical school for so many years?
Bergett kept slapping the water in the bathtub, thinking about it all the time.

In fact, this question is not difficult to answer, because surgery is a job that requires a lot of experience. As Ignatz's intern, handyman is a link that cannot be avoided, and Hills and Herman also came here in this way.

So what really irritated his nerves was not the fact that he was a striker, but Kavey.

Why does Carvey take every opportunity to show his talents?
Why do I have a degree for nothing, but I can't help you at a critical moment?It seems that Ignatz's operation is not difficult, and Carvey's remedy is also very simple, but if he is really given a chance to use the phone, would he really dare to do it?Can you do it well?

Surely not.
Count Morazor's groin is like this, Laszlo's neck is like this again, this is the second time!
Can I be a qualified surgeon?
Bergett slapped the water heavily, retracted his body suddenly, and retracted his head into the bathtub
Even if he is exhausted at work, he still has to go on with his life, and his way of dealing with his troubles is to take a hot bath and go to bed.

It was past 7 o'clock when he woke up, and when Berget touched his stomach, he was hungry.

He tidied his hair a bit, changed into a nice collar, put on a set of clean clothes for going out, and then went downstairs to eat something before going out to relax.

At the dining table, the parents had already had their dinner, their father, Chrissy, was reading the newspaper, and Elena was enjoying the last dessert.Seeing that it was her son going downstairs, Elena put down the spoon with a smile and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Well, not bad."

"Are you wearing this to go out?"

"I have an appointment tonight, and I will be back before 1 o'clock." Knowing his father's house rules, Bergett said quickly, "I have slept enough in the afternoon, and I will definitely not be able to sleep at night if I don't use up some energy."

Chrissy did not object, and changed the layout of the newspaper, asking: "Is it true that you have an appointment or do you feel that you are not happy at home?"

"How could I lie to you, I really have a date!"

"Who?"

"Mellen and Sarsen, and Mr. Hans."

"Hans, why did you go to his studio again? This is the second time this week, right?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to go to the studio, maybe to some other place." Bergert explained, "It's not for the statue in the city park required by the Forestry Bureau. Mr. Hans is in charge of the drawing of the statue, and he said that he needs to inspire and let We accompany him."

He walked to the table and sat down, put on a napkin, picked up a knife and fork, and was about to cut the sausage on the plate when Chris glared at him.

"Oh, father."

"It's the rule!"

Bergett had no choice but to sit upright and pray silently: "God, thank you for everything we have rewarded you. May glory be to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, so it is today, and forever."

Seeing that her son was indeed hungry, Elena asked the servant to cut a piece of pork knuckle and sent it over: "Mr. Ted specially ordered the kitchen to make this, try it quickly."

"It's so fragrant!"

The dinner was not lively. With his father present, Bergett did not dare to be presumptuous, and the sound of knives and forks was strictly limited to a minimum.What he has to do now is to clear up the food in front of him as soon as possible, and then get in the car and go to the agreed place quickly.

It's a pity that today is destined to be his unlucky day, and Chrissy's subsequent series of questions are right in his heart.

"You didn't come back until noon, and you didn't say anything about that Hungarian."

"Mr. Laszlo? Very well."

"What disease do you have?"

"In medical terms, it is severe 'food-related oral mucositis'." Bergett swallowed a mouthful of mushroom soup, then stuffed a large mouthful of ham into his mouth, and continued, "But later it spread to the throat, and It was the neck, and there was a brief suffocation, as if being strangled by someone."

"Oh my god, is it so serious?" Elena didn't expect this to happen, and asked hastily, "Can the suffocation be cured?"

"Yes, of course I can!"

Bergett explained with great seriousness, and uttered everything he saw and learned: "When Mr. Ignatz took out those instruments, Naya's eyes turned green, hahaha, definitely It must be frightening. Oh, I forgot, I shouldn't make fun of her, but I can't help it hahaha~"

"Are those instruments useful?" Chrissy seemed interested.

"It would be useful if it wasn't as serious as Mr. Laszlo." Bergert said, "Mr. Ignatz finally chose to cut his throat, because the nasopharynx was blocked, and he could only cut it from the mouth." The air goes in and out of the neck here."

The principle is not difficult to understand, and the parents understood it quickly, but the two reacted in diametrically opposite ways.

Elena was very excited and more straightforward. All she cared about was whether her son had learned knowledge and whether he was in the limelight: "So you have used all these equipment?"

"This..." Bergett's mood fell halfway up the mountain in an instant, "My lord, the surgeon is Mr. Ignatz. I'm just a helper. I told you about it when my uncle had the surgery last time."

Elena was still the same, and she was very disgusted with this kind of master-servant relationship: "Aren't assistants worthy of using equipment?"

"If I use it, what does he use it for?"

For a straight-tempered mother, the son has his own way of saying it, and basically he can't go wrong by following the routine.But in the face of his moody father, he was a little overwhelmed.

"My son has already become the baron's assistant. He has improved a lot compared to the last time. There is no need to push so hard." Chrissy first persuaded his wife from the perspective of Bergett, and then waited for everything to calm down. Then he shot a cold arrow, "By the way, you and Ignatz managed this operation?"

This question was more disgusting than Elena, and it reminded Bergett of Carvey again.

He didn't know whether it was because of his pride or a sudden whim, he thought of lying, or more accurately speaking, concealing.Conceal when Kavey went to the manor, or more directly, conceal the fact that Kavey went to the manor.

The parents left Laszlo's estate early, and no one knew that Carvey had been there.

This idea quickly grew from a seed to a towering tree, controlling Bergett to make a decision that he deeply regretted.

"Yes, just me and Mr. Ignatz."

Chrissy put down the newspaper for the first time after hearing this, his face was full of excitement: "What have you done for the baron?"

"Let me think about it." In fact, Bergett has already regretted it, but he can't turn back at this time, so he can only go to the end, "First help to hold down half of Mr. Laszlo's body, and then need to stretch the wound And forceps to stop bleeding. Both are very basic operations, not difficult."

"Yes, very good progress." Chrissy nodded, "Then the operation was successful?"

"It was quite successful."

"Oh? You said earlier that it was a very dangerous operation, which no Austrian surgeon dared to perform, yet it was so successful?" Chrissy dug a trap step by step, "I think Ignatz has already It is comparable to those top surgeons in England and France."

"I think so too. The teacher is proficient in technique, accurate in judgment and bold enough." Bergett didn't notice anything, and continued, "I heard that the success rate of the French guy's tracheotomy is less than 40%. from."

"Alas, these odious newspaper reporters."

Suddenly, the newspaper in Chrissy's hand was thrown on the table, and he was slapped hard: "After such an excellent operation, the financial bridge between Austria and Hungary was saved, and these evil spirits are still there. defame him."

"Slander? Slander who?"

"Who else, of course Baron Ignatz, your great teacher!"

Chrissy pointed to a paragraph in the newspaper, and continued: "The operation process was published in the evening paper, such as this paragraph. Think about it, the greatest surgeon in our Austrian history, although he has taken another step forward in the field of new surgery. A solid step, but still seems to be lacking some luck."

Bergert stared at the newspaper, his mind went blank, but Chrissy's words continued.

"By the way, there is that part, that part is even more irritating. In the field of surgery, we still lack talents. It is obviously difficult to support Baron Ignatz alone. Even the baron, who is regarded as our treasure, is actually inferior to the British and French. There are a lot of surgical elites in Germany, Germany, and those so-called juniors, the prospect of surgery at home and abroad is bleak."

Chrissy looked excited: "The operation was successful, and he said he was unlucky. Obviously my son participated in the entire operation, but he didn't mention a word. I think they dare to write anything in order to win the attention of the public! "

Elena didn't read the newspaper, but she could empathize with it even more: "They're just tabloid reporters, besides, this surgery was performed in the Laszlo Manor, so it's okay"

Just when she was helping to ease her husband's anger, she clearly felt that the demeanor of the father and son was undergoing a drastic change.

The father spoke passionately, but his face quickly regained his composure, and he turned his attention to his son.It was an uncommon demeanor, as it had been Bergert's for more than 20 years whenever he had to reprimand him.

But as for my son, it took less than a minute from talking eloquently just now to being stunned at the table now.

It is a typical attitude when being scolded, and it is naturally not uncommon.

Elena had already guessed the result, but she still asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just talking about his pain."

Chrissy handed the newspaper to Elena, and reproached in a low voice: "If you can't do it, you can't do it, why force yourself. At the beginning, I strongly opposed you to choose the path of surgery. Now it seems that my decision has no effect at all. Wrong, this path is not suitable for you."

"I"

"Don't quibble! Don't boast about the value of your doctor's degree from medical school!" Chrissy's tone became more serious, "At least in the eyes of outsiders, the most important thing for doctors is not such things as aristocratic etiquette, theoretical knowledge, or experience. , but honesty! This is the minimum!"

Elena saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and when she read the newspaper again, her eyes blurred suddenly: "Bergett, didn't you say that you and Ignaz completed the operation together? what happened?"

(End of this chapter)