I was a god in the 18th century

Owen opened the cab door, stuffed the medical kit into the back seat, and then the two set off again.

Although this toy off-road vehicle can be used as a normal vehicle in Lilliput, its safety is compromised because it does not have a seat belt.

Xia Qingdai was not sure whether she would be injured when she became a villain. For safety reasons, she pressed the accelerator ratio regulator in the car very low. When she pressed the forward gear, the speed of the vehicle was not very fast, similar to a horse trotting on a trailer. speed.

There had just been a snowstorm in London, and the roads were covered with snow and very slippery. The simulated tires of the off-road vehicle had excellent anti-skid properties, making people sitting inside feel stable.

The buildings along the way were similar to what Xia Qingdai had seen from later generations' documents. The difference was the clothing of pedestrians on the road, and the horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts that could be seen everywhere.

The off-road vehicle that Owen and Xia Qingdai were riding in was the most popular in London.

Although the two of them had not socialized much in London, almost everyone in the upper class knew about this car.

In an era without entertainment gossip, new things were the biggest gossip.

If nothing else goes wrong, by the time Owen and Xia Qingdai come out of their uncle's house, the whole of London will have almost figured out the identity of the owner of the off-road vehicle.

When Owen and the others drove out just now, many "inquisitors" had already walked into Wickham's apartment.

Arriving at the entrance of the alley in front of the house rented by Owen's uncle Henry, the lawyer, Owen parked the car, carried Xia Qingdai's medicine box, and walked into the alley.

At this time, people working in various industries came back one after another, and the building was bustling.

As soon as two handsome men and beauties dressed in silk appeared in the building, they caused a commotion.

Mrs. Jones had climbed up to the fifth floor after Owen left, and relied on her persistence in gossiping to find out Owen's financial background from Mrs. Henry's family.

Seeing Owen and Xia Qingdai again at this time, her smile became brighter again. These two indeed have their own farm, and the territory is quite small.

Although they all live in the countryside and do not have a house in London, so they are not the richest, but compared to the other people in this building, they are already out of reach of being tall, rich, handsome and beautiful.

They are also wealthy people that Mrs. Jones cannot come into contact with on a daily basis.

So when the two of them approached the building, not only did Mrs. Jones appear, but also her pair of children of marriageable age.

However, Xia Qingdai came here not to socialize, but to save people, so she basically kept a cold attitude and pretended to be mute when being approached by others.

Seeing Xia Qingdai acting like this, Mr. Jones shrugged and stopped asking for trouble.

Owen, on the other hand, dealt with Mrs. Jones and Miss Jones politely, although he was also very cold, but because of his SUV and the estate with an annual income of at least two thousand pounds, his coldness was not considered rude.

Arriving at the door rented by Henry's lawyer on the fifth floor, Mrs. Jones was stopped by Mrs. Henry.

Xia Qingdai came to the hospital bed, stretched out her fingers to feel William's pulse, and sorted out the abscesses in the patient's lower limbs with a little force.

Mrs. Henry and others gathered around to watch Xia Qingdai take her pulse. They thought it was so amazing. Can you see a doctor by pressing your finger on the pulse? They have never seen anything like this.

I can’t understand it, I really can’t understand it!

After taking her pulse, Xia Qingdai took out the medicine bag and a scale she bought from the department store on the way here, and began to weigh the medicine.

She did not give the medicine randomly, but calculated it according to the proportions in the instructions.

After taking these analgesic and anti-inflammatory drugs, while the person on the bed was half-conscious, she took out the scalpel she bought in the department store and performed a debridement and drainage operation, removing all the pus and blood visible to the naked eye. Squeezed out.

Finally, iodophor was applied for disinfection, and he waved to Connie, who was acting as a nurse, to tell her the precautions and methods of disinfection. She would have to do this in the future.

With Qi Jin combing through the meridians, and then using modern antibacterial and anti-inflammatory drugs, the effect will be immediate. Bacteria in the eighteenth century had not been severely beaten by various drugs and could not withstand the wind and waves. Once fed, the effects were outstanding.

Only half an hour later, William's fever subsided and he woke up.

Although he's not out of danger yet, he finally doesn't look like he's going to stop cooking at any time.

Oriental Chinese medicine is really amazing!

Mrs. Henry cried with joy and wished she could give Xia Qingdai a kiss.

Lawyer Henry, who came back from get off work after the lawsuit, was also overjoyed. He was about to take his nephew and Xia Qingdai to a restaurant for a meal, but the latter declined.

Night has fallen, and the patient needs rest and someone to look after him.

Since Xia Qingdai didn't want to go to the big dinner, Lawyer Henry dug out two more tickets for the back row of the main hall of the Opera House. The ticket price was 0.5 guineas, which was 10.5 shillings.

This was given to lawyer Henry by the noble man who won the lawsuit today. Normally, lawyer Henry would take his wife to the opera house at least once or twice a year to spend money.

However, since the eldest son had an accident and incurred huge medical bills, this kind of entertainment was naturally canceled by default.

If it hadn't been for Xia Qingdai's rescue of William, these two tickets for the back row of the opera house would have been handed over by Henry's lawyer to his wife to find a ticket dealer to resell.

Xia Qingdai was quite excited when she first arrived in London. If she had tickets to the opera house, she would definitely go and see it!

Immediately, he packed up his medicine box, bid farewell to Lawyer Henry and his family with Owen, and went to the largest opera house in London.

In this capital city where there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor, there is no shortage of luxury carriages at the door of the Opera House.

But the cool and domineering off-road vehicle is still unique.

Unlike other carriages where the coachmen were watching over them, Owen and Xia Qingdai's cars were parked directly in the corner. Xia Qingdai unplugged the battery pack's connection cable and then ignored it.

Operations such as locking the door are naturally impossible. This is a toy model car after all, and its functions cannot be so complete.

Fortunately, the medicine in the medicine box is not worth a few bucks. Although the electric off-road vehicle is valuable, it is impossible for a thief in the 18th century to drive it, so there is nothing to worry about.

As for Owen, he wouldn't be worried anymore. With such an obvious feature, the off-road vehicle couldn't be sold even if it was stolen. The target was too big.

However, he was not very confident about those medicines and had to carry them with him.

"It's okay, just put it in the car. I have a lot of the same medicine." Xia Qingdai reassured Owen and made him relax.

"Okay then, it's up to you." Owen put down the medical kit calmly.

The two of them got off the bus with only the two tickets for the opera house, feeling relaxed.

As soon as the welcoming doorman at the door saw the two of them, he asked them which box they had booked, and he asked someone to show them the way.

It turned out that they were actually sitting in the back row of the hall, which was shocking.

When will the people sitting in the back row of the hall be able to afford such clothes? Which noble servant is this prodigal family?