Krafft's Anomaly Notes

To substitute a person's thinking, one must walk into the environment he experiences and understand the information he receives.

Kalman spent the first half of his life in Dunling as a student, so of course his understanding of the local area is different from that of outsiders. To find something meaningful, he has to make up for the information gap between the two.

At least that's what Kraft thought. He had to get closer to the elements mentioned in the record to see them more clearly.

"Practice, practice is the standard for testing theory. Especially in medicine, one or a few seemingly perfect examples are far from enough, and repeated and long-term tests are needed." Kraft put on a mask and gave everyone present A piece was distributed.

"Even a simple combination of a few glass bottles and a short reaction will produce different results, not to mention the complex system of the human body."

"Let's talk about tuberculosis." Velen took the mask and pinched it in his hand, selectively ignoring the half sentence about the glass bottle, "Although the academy does not have any direct cooperation with the outside world, it is undeniable that there are quite a few Successful clinic operators have been among us."

"This is half of my student. After attending my class, he opened an internal medicine clinic in Xincheng District after graduation. When he heard that we were interested in tuberculosis, he took the initiative to contact us."

"Your teacher-student relationship is really good." Kraft sighed sincerely.The teachers who taught professional courses in the school back then, no matter how familiar they were during the class, most of them gradually became unfamiliar after the class was over because they had no reason for daily contact.

There are very few people who still keep in touch with the teacher of the big class after getting a job like this.

"That's true. He devoted himself to internal medicine when he was in school, and took anatomy exams every year. However, we all know him. It's my turn to take the exam a year before I postpone my graduation. It seems that he has made do with it."

It turned out that it was the grace of not killing, saving a life.

As he spoke, the carriage bumped, and Kupp held the box in one hand, and pulled the mask tie behind his ears with the other to put it on.

After a section of road that was extremely unfriendly to vehicles without shock absorbers, with the whistle of the coachman, the crisp sound of hoofs hitting pebbles stopped, and Velen got out of the car first, and introduced the high-value doctor who was waiting in front of the door. Kraft.

"This is Dr. David, we also call him David V." The lecturer walked up without any surprise, and patted the doctor who turned black when he heard the nickname, "David, let me introduce you The new authority of the industry for the next ten years, Professor Kraft, a member of the Society of Tuberculosis and Rare Disease Medicine."

"Hi, it's a great honor." The owner of the clinic with a loud nickname shivered imperceptibly, stretched out his hand halfway, and froze because he was not sure whether it was appropriate.It is reminiscent of the instinctive avoidance reaction of the roommate who failed the department when he saw the head teacher who had been away for half a year.

Kraft held his hand and shook it vigorously a few times. The enthusiasm made David suspect that he might have to review arm orthopedics on the spot.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. David V. My understanding of the current medical treatment of tuberculosis is very limited. I should learn from each other."

"You are being modest. Also, please call me by my first name if you can." David pulled out his hand and combed his hair on his forehead, "After all, this nickname does not come from a glorious family tradition, but from a relationship with Velen. The time spent with the teacher."

"That was tough."

"Who says it's not? It's all thanks to the efforts of Teacher Wei Lun that David VI didn't emerge." David laughed at himself, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. There were quite a few talented classmates in those days, but he probably managed to leave a deep impression on many mentors in the end. David V.

He pulled up the pleated front and covered half of his face including the nose and mouth, "Please come in, it's not convenient to talk outside."

Behind the door painted with the head of a long-beaked bird, a bitter taste that is familiar but different from the memory rushes into the nostrils, which comes from the clay pot boiled on the fire.The internal concoction has been concentrated to a burnt smell, and the masked apprentice suppressed a sneeze and added granules into the tank.

The milder patients who can move around sit on a slatted bench, waiting for the assistant to fill the potion and mix it, with bright yellow faces or bright red rashes.And severe coughing accompanied by retching came from the semi-isolated area behind the curtain.

"We separate cough patients from other patients. There is no evidence for this, but there are anecdotal reports that this may delay the spread of the disease to those around them."

Several people passed through the busy counter stove, and the passing patients and assistants and apprentices greeted the clinic owner one after another, a bit like a king patrolling his own territory.It's just that the people behind him somewhat make him uncomfortable.

Some translucent mixed-color glass bottles are placed prominently on the shelves, and the prices seem unusual.

When Kraft looked curiously, Doctor "Fifth" shyly turned sideways to block the sign, and explained with a dry smile, "Some special medicines that I have formulated based on my own experience."

"Please go upstairs, it's noisy here."

Several people were taken to Dr. David's personal room on the second floor and sat down. The thick wooden door isolated the sound from downstairs.A framed paper document hangs on the wall, and a cane replaces the decorative sword on the sword bracket.

On the inside of the bookcase are two dusty volumes of "Human Body Structure", half of which is occupied by "Humorology" and a series of pharmacopoeias with unknown sources and even without spines.

Lecturer Villen recognized the paperwork at a glance, "I shouldn't have signed this degree certificate back then."

"Don't be like this, teacher, it's been so long." David leaned back in the chair, straightened his back after realizing that his posture was indecent, and tucked in his belly, "Let's talk about tuberculosis, why are you suddenly interested in this ? There are many patients and treatment methods for this thing, but few of them can work, and it is quite far from surgery.”

"Soon not. There is already a surgical treatment for tuberculosis, which inflates the chest cavity to compress the lungs to control the hemoptysis problem and prevent the development of lesions. If you still maintain a standard that can meet the examination, you should be able to listen Understood." Velen briefed him on the current progress in the academic world.

"I think I should understand."

"In short, in order to facilitate further verification of this treatment method, I need more case sources and compare it with traditional treatment methods." This is part of the goal in itself, and it is not a waste of time even if there is no gain.

"As a person who has more contact with patients, I believe that Dr. David should have a better understanding of the local disease profile. I would like to hear what you know about tuberculosis first."

"Sorry, although I really hope to help, but my knowledge is limited, I'm afraid it will only add more jokes."

"No, what I want is not the words in the book." Kraft crossed his fingers, pretending to listen patiently, and when he saw the large number of patients downstairs, he was sure that this was the one he was looking for. kind of place.

"What I want to hear is what you know about people—the patients themselves. Where they live, what they do, what they do financially, how they're treated in general, how they relate to each other. Say what you want, wherever you want to start. Or just the day-to-day business of the clinic. chat?"