Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 18 Kraft's First Class
The next day, Ryan saw Kraft walk out of the room with a tired face.

"Didn't sleep well?"

"No, I read the book for half the night, and I want to perform my duties as a lecturer before I leave." Kraft snapped, "Lian, can I ask you to find what I want to buy by myself today? I can I entrust you with my money."

As the saying goes, you don't get paid for nothing, and it seems a little embarrassing to run away after taking the benefits. Kraft still wants to make some contributions before leaving.

He took out his money bag, grabbed a few silver coins from it, and handed the rest along with the bag to Lane.

"No problem, before that, let's go find something to eat together?" Ryan was thinking about how to find a reason to act alone, but Kraft himself made a request, which happened to be convenient for him to go to see the mason alone. The stone hand carved with runes that I want can be obtained almost this afternoon.

After finishing breakfast, the two went out to act separately.Ryan quickly disappeared from Kraft's sight on the horse again, which made him a little puzzled, and he always felt that his cousin had already locked the target.

But he quickly put this little problem behind him, put on the badge, and decided to walk to the college not far away.Just on the way, I can reorganize the content I thought about yesterday.

What he was going to talk about actually had some clues when he read the book "Humorology". After seeing that "Human Structure" has drawn the yellow fluid from the liver, gallbladder to the intestinal tract, that is, the yellow fluid of bile. After the way is exhausted, the train of thought of the whole lecture can be settled.

From a logical point of view, even dancing with shackles in the current framework can indeed explain why the patient showed "excess yellow fluid" yellow-stained skin and whites of the eyes, but was still thin, edema and indigestion. "The Structure of the Human Body" is enough for him to explain it.

In the soft morning light, Kraft was dressed in a black medical college uniform, with a silver badge on his chest, and three books in his pocket. He walked slowly towards the college, mixing various scholar robes not far from the entrance. In the middle, it feels no different from attending classes in college.

With the organization of the outline completed, he began to take the initiative to add more knowledge that may be involved, and rehearse the questions and doubts that may be encountered.From the third hepatic hilum down to the first hepatic hilum, then along the common hepatic duct until it joins the cystic duct and enters the common bile duct, the position and contents of the gallbladder triangle, even the blood vessels, lymph and ligaments that have not been carefully remembered are all imaginary structures Figure is supplemented.

The abnormal feeling that had occurred several times came to him again, and the clear and unmistakable memory made him feel that his brain did not belong to him.

Kraft couldn't remember his name there for a long time, but the painful memory of the endorsement is still vivid.If I really had this kind of memory, I would definitely not have to stay up late to prepare for the exam. What's more, I just glanced at these contents at the time, and it was even more impossible for me to give these things in the crude "Human Structure" yesterday.

He was almost terrified and continued to try to find more content in his mind to confirm his conjecture.Those things that he thought had faded in the long time had been neatly listed there at some point.It was as if someone had broken into his most private storage room without him noticing, repainting the whitish murals without authorization, and sorting out the scattered books.

The lost items that he thought he would not be able to get again were placed in the place he had just checked the moment he turned around, just because he thought of them.

He couldn't understand how this kind of thing happened, he even recalled the page numbers in the book, the black and white picture was right in front of him, the numbers were marked on the picture, and the names of the corresponding parts were neatly arranged beside it.

Kraft was finally convinced of the abnormality in himself.If there is nothing wrong, after that unreasonable high fever, it seems that the wall was torn down, the consciousness was released from the narrow and restricted space, and some natural restrictions were cancelled, so that it was able to expand itself wantonly.

Its expansion is not controlled by subjective thoughts, as long as it is triggered, it will ask for, dig, and find more information from all possible places.The signals collected by the eyes, ears, touch and all the receptors, the inaccessible dusty things in the depths of memory, are all in the territory of this liberated monster.

There's only one thing it can't find anyway - and that's where it came from.

Fever, strange dreams, subconscious avoidance, after a series of events, consciousness began to expand infinitely, but it still couldn't touch what happened at the origin of everything, only knew its existence, but didn't know what it was.

Consciousness uncontrollably focused on that point, the light in front of his eyes was dim, the noise of the crowd was moving away from him, and he felt a strong sense of weightlessness.He understands that this is the price of the tiny benefits he has obtained, and he will never be able to get rid of an existence that he can't even explain.

He thought he left that place the next day, but he's not sure now.Even though this kind of consciousness has exhausted all the information he understands, he still stands in the unknowable and unfathomable darkness, staring at the long night that his eyes cannot penetrate, and the invisible things are right in front of him, which he can never touch, even Aware of its existence is already the limit.

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"Lecturer Kraft?"

"Kraft!"

The light returned in an instant, as if everything just now was pure hallucination, and there was even a faint idea to persuade that it was just a faint caused by hypoglycemia.

Kraft dismissed the idea and blinked, readjusting to the light.What appeared in front of him was a brown-haired head looking down at him with a worried look on his face.Severe pain came from the back of his head, and he found himself lying on the ground at the entrance of the medical school.

"Lucius?" Kraft found that he didn't seem to be panicking. It seemed that his emotions were still floating in the air and hadn't returned. There was only a thin layer of fear remaining. His voice was so calm that it didn't sound like his own. come the same.

Instinct was trying to erase what he couldn't accept, but this time it failed, and Kraft grasped the truth, at least a corner of it, a corner that was terrible and had to be faced.

"Just call me Kraft. It's just some hypoglycemia, can you help me?" Crafting an excuse without hindrance, Kraft held out his hand to Lucius, gesturing to give him a hand.

"Uh, what are "blood" and "sugar"?" Lucius stretched out his hand to pull Kraft up, the worry on his face hadn't dissipated, but a new compound word attracted his attention.

"It's nothing, it's just a new term. We have plenty of time to talk about it in the future." Kraft patted the dust off his body, "I seem to have forgotten to make an appointment today, can you tell me when is the right time for me to perform my duties as a lecturer?" He even smiled at Lucius to reassure him.

"Of course, if you don't mind, please sit in the empty classroom for a while, and I will tell other students."

The strange feeling lingered, but at least today, Kraft felt that he could finish the lecture before thinking about these clueless things.

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"I'm so glad that so many people came to my class. I bet my teacher never thought I would have such a day." In the formal classroom, which is more spacious than yesterday's anatomy classroom, Kraft started with a self-deprecating speech , There was a slight laugh from the audience.

"What I want to talk about today is a theory proposed by an ancestor, of course, it is confirmed based on some unexplainable reasons.

You should already have a good understanding of the book "Humorology", which mentioned the yellow complexion caused by excessive yellow fluid, as well as the symptoms of anorexia, weight loss, and diarrhea after eating fatty food.

The mainstream view has always believed that this situation is contrary to the function of yellow fluid to digest food, but in fact, it has been explained in the book "Human Structure", but the author himself is not aware of it. He turned around, and on the dark wooden board behind him, used a small piece of lime to draw the bile pathway from the liver to the descending part of the duodenum.

"Actually, it is very obvious that everyone should be aware that there is one and only such a narrow path for this yellow liquid to travel from the liver to the intestinal tract.

So why can't it just have no chance of getting where it's supposed to go?It can be completely blocked in a certain section of this pipeline, and it cannot even come out of the liver or be discharged into the intestinal tract, and the natural digestion ability is greatly weakened.

Of course, I want to say that there are more complicated mechanisms at work, and the reasons for these symptoms are by no means so simple.But what we are going to do today is just to discuss these two situations...

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... All in all, after knowing that there are many reasons that can cause yellow fluid to accumulate in the body and not enter the intestinal tract, the statement that jaundice is contradictory to weight loss and anorexia is naturally self-defeating.

I believe that the understanding of human body structure is an extremely important part of the development of medicine, which will explain and overthrow countless original things.For further understanding, it is acceptable to break even a part of the tradition.

Thanks guys, that's all for my class, hope it helps. "

Kraft finished his class. The class was unusually quiet, and the imaginary questions and doubts did not appear. There was only the sound of recording from the audience.There is no such custom of applauding here yet, and students' respect for knowledge imparters is reflected in solemn silence and serious writing.Instead, Kraft found the thoughtful Professor Kalman in the audience.

Noticing that Kraft was looking at him, Professor Kalman got up carefully, not disturbing the students around who were still thinking about taking notes.

"Perhaps the position of a lecturer is considered stingy for you. I have never seen any family with this level of obscurity." He leaned over and whispered, "But this is all I can give for the time being. Perhaps you yourself will become a professor sooner or later."

Karman paused, seeing that the students around him didn't pay attention to this side, lowered his voice again, and asked in Kraft's ear at an almost inaudible volume: "You said 'breaking a part of the tradition' Is that what you mean?"

(End of this chapter)