Andre's last name was indeed Edmund, and although Kawei didn't know what his middle name was specifically, the clothes on the corpse in the photo were indeed exactly the same as when Andre came last night.
Throughout Vienna, there are countless men wearing long black coats, and countless men wearing checkered vests, and many of them are worn together. But Andre Edmund, who wears a checkered vest and a long black coat and lives in Central City, is rare.
Besides, he was as fat as Alphonse, only slightly shorter.
Kawei is almost certain that this is the landlord, Andre, with whom he repeatedly discussed the black man and the rent price for the next three months last night.
To be honest, it's a good thing to be thankful that there is one less troublesome person. He no longer needs to worry about the 5 kronor per month lease contract, nor does he need to worry about Andre bringing the matter to the police station.
But for Kawei, or for this era, before the identity of the body is not 100% confirmed, he still needs to consider some uncertain factors.
First of all, there is no need to go to the library.
Mick's identity was originally very mysterious, and he was a major suspect in Rosa's falling case. At least during the limited contact time, Kawei did not think he was a good person. If Andre hadn't been pressing hard and not leaving much time and way of survival for himself, he wouldn't have followed the note left by Mick to find the library today.
15 Hellers is quite expensive.
Now that Andre is dead, he will naturally not have any contact with this mysterious man in black. The smaller the intersection with the unknown, the lower the chance of accidents, the safer he will be, and life can go on as usual.
If you really happen to encounter that less than 1% chance, it will not be the landlord who dies. Then Kawi needs to first agree to a 5-kroner lease contract to stabilize him, and then go to the library to discuss with Mick, and maybe he can make this game work.
The worst-case scenario is that Andre is still alive and the library ignores him, so he can only solve this difficult problem by himself...
Kawei stuck his head out of the window and asked, "Excuse me, where can I get off the bus at the Municipal General Hospital that is closest to me?"
"City General Hospital..." the driver turned sideways and replied, "get off at Vienna University Station and walk straight along Horner Street for 10 minutes."
"Thanks."
...
Whether Andre is alive or dead will be known just by going home tonight, but Kavi still focuses his main attention on his work.
He works as an assistant and is not a surgeon. Although he can enter the scene, Ignatz may not use him when it comes to the actual operation.
First of all, the hospital's operation volume is not large. There are only five patients in the three surgical wards who really need surgery. Kawei had already confirmed this before getting off work yesterday.
Hills and Herman each had a skin lump, which was basically a sebaceous cyst or lipoma. This type of surgery involves less blood loss and is simple to handle. The most important thing is that there are not many spectators and no assistants are needed, making it very suitable for solo practice.
There were three remaining, one was admitted to the hospital yesterday afternoon with a cleft lip, one was about to give birth but her fetus was not in the correct position and was very likely to cause dystocia, and the last one was a woman with gangrene in her foot who was still hesitating about amputation.
They and Ignatz, the surgeon, both need some mental and physical "preparation" time, so today's schedule seems to be particularly leisurely.
Secondly, Ignatz has too many people who can be called assistants.
Kawei's performance yesterday was good, but his level was still very low. Yesterday afternoon was a complete coincidence due to multiple factors. No one would let a non-medical graduate who has only been on stage once and performed outstandingly once stay for a long time. On the operating table.
Appreciation and trust are two concepts.
With Herman and Hills' enthusiasm for learning, there was no way they would miss these surgeries.
In addition, Ignatz also has an intern doctor. At least Berget, who was exhausted yesterday, also has a chance to try and make mistakes thanks to his parents' relationship. After all these people have been fucked one by one, it will be Kawei's turn.
In fact, let alone surgery, as long as Ignatz is not around, there is no place for him even in ward rounds, so his focus in recent days has been on the leg of the little boy in bed 11.
"how do you feel today?"
"It's okay." The boy didn't have much confidence in his legs, especially when he asked about the hospital expenses. "Doctor, is it expensive to stay here for one night?"
"It's not expensive. This is a social welfare hospital, and the church is responsible for paying for it." Kavi comforted, "You only need to pay 5 Hellers a day to live here, 1.5 Crowns a month. Of course, if you can't get used to the food here, , you still need to prepare food yourself.”
"So cheap?" The boy finally gained some energy, "The rent at home is still 3 kronor."
"So take good care of yourself and don't think too much..."
Kawei washed his hands and uncovered the paper and cotton strips that had been bandaged yesterday.
The linseed oil inside has not dried yet and looks very greasy. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the wound itself. There is no redness or swelling at the sutures, the color of the joints has not changed, and the inner cotton fabric has not absorbed too much exudate.
Everywhere told Kavi that the wound was not infected.
As for the fracture, it has completely entered the hematoma stage [1].
"Is it really okay to be swollen like this?" Mother asked with concern.
"The wound is fine and the fracture is not displaced. Just keep it fixed and don't move. It will take some time for the hematoma to recede. It won't be that fast. It will probably be around..."
Kawei explained it according to the theory of orthopedics and traumatology of modern medicine. Just when he wanted to tell the specific time, his mother took out an earthy-colored glass bottle from his pocket and asked, "How about trying this. "
"What's this?"
Perhaps it was Alphonse's mercury vial that left a deep impression on Kavi yesterday. This time, he reflexively realized that the vial contained nothing serious.
It turned out that his feeling was absolutely correct.
"It's the earthworm oil I got from the pharmacy [2]."
"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly..." Kawei once thought that his understanding of German was not comprehensive enough and misunderstood the content, so he asked again, "What oil were you talking about just now?"
"Earthworm oil is specially used to treat bruises and hematomas."
The mother spoke seriously and carried Ignatz out. Of course, she took into account Kavi's feelings and spoke in a very tactful tone: "I talked to Dr. Ignatz yesterday, and he also thought that earthworm oil might be useful, so I brought it this morning, use it quickly."
Maybe it works?
Maybe it can be used if it works?
Kawei knows about the placebo effect, but who can guarantee that there is nothing messy in the body of the earthworm. Once these dirty things enter the wound, all his efforts will be in vain.
"How about I discuss it with Teacher Ignatz later?"
"Isn't he here yet?" The mother was very anxious. Earthworm oil is definitely the best healing medicine in her mind. "I asked the pharmacy owner [3] and this bottle of medicine is indeed very effective."
While treating the boy's wounds, Kawei asked about the formula and production process of this Western-style earthworm oil, and then found a solution: "I know you are in a hurry, but I think the ingredients used in this earthworm oil are not high-end enough." , the effect is definitely not as good as mine.”
"Not upscale enough?"
"Yes, it is the oil that really has the effect of removing blood stasis and reducing swelling. The earthworms only stimulate its medicinal power." Facing the random people, Kawei could only make up nonsense, "I use Rosh Shuya. The linseed oil used by the chef of the special restaurant is absolutely high-end and costs 20 kronor a bottle.”
"So expensive..."
The mother and son knew nothing about medical treatment, but they knew a lot about money. The price of 20 kronor was enough to make the two of them take a few breaths of cold air, and watched in shock as Kawei completed today's dressing change operation.
"Okay, that's it for today."
Kawei finally wrapped the boy's wound with paper, wiped the oil stains on the ground, and then said with a smile: "The wound is very good. Don't move it around, and don't apply medicine casually. By the way, there is a little bit here." Slippery, you must be careful when walking."
Wound management is not difficult.
Since there is no problem with the wound, it means that there is no problem with the bandaging method. You just need to continue the operation according to yesterday's method.
But Kawei still realized that the method he used was too primitive. It seemed very environmentally friendly and used materials at hand, but the cost was too high and there was no way to promote it. He must find a drug that can be used to disinfect and isolate germs as soon as possible, not only for the 11 beds, but also to determine the life and death of the Earl.
You must know that Lord Earl's lower right abdomen is still open[4], so infection is inevitable.
Kawei didn't know exactly what alternatives were available. To what extent alcohol can be distilled and whether there are better substitutes, he has no historical foundation in this area. If he wants to know, he has to take the time to ask a chemical factory to find out.
Just as he was thinking about these things, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and it was Ignatz who had not shown up in the morning. His face was full of excitement, and he smiled and shouted to several doctors who were still doing rounds in the distance: "Hiles, Herman, come out~"
"What's wrong?"
"Here comes a new body!"
Ignatz tried his best to suppress his emotions, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was already looking forward to seeing the corpse: "It cost me a full 60 crowns, but it was only two days after death, and it was well preserved. Although the face is broken, There is no way to repair the cleft lip, but she is a woman, a woman! The money is not in vain!"
The two of them put down their medical records and walked over quickly. They saw a flatbed truck rolling up the aisle, with a linen body bag on top, and a paper mortuary sign hanging on the end.
"Thank God, finally a body came."
Hills and Herman also breathed a sigh of relief. In order to deal with the pregnant woman who had difficulty giving birth, they racked their brains to simulate a cesarean section and not repeat the same mistakes as a few days ago. Unfortunately, they couldn't find a corpse for practice. Now that the body is finally in place, at least Ignatz still has a chance to make mistakes before he officially performs the operation.
Kawei also followed him to the door. Originally he just wanted to go together to see where the underground anatomy room was, but after hearing their conversation, he always felt that something was fishy.
Female corpse, face damaged, dead just two days ago, well preserved...
Kawei secretly glanced at the information on the corpse tag:
[Name: Rosa
Age: unknown
Address: Room 302, 73 Basinger Street
Cause of death: accidental fall]
