Sometimes the crazy association in his mind comes so suddenly. If Alphonse hadn't mentioned hare meat, Kawei would never have thought of the rabbit head.
Of course, he definitely wasn't using it for cooking, and he himself didn't know how to cook. In fact, judging from the ingredients alone, it was okay to use pig heads. Just considering the convenience of obtaining the ingredients, it is neither convenient nor cost-effective to buy it from the slaughterhouse. It would be easier to find the chef to give it to yourself.
Moreover, the rabbit head is small and easy to carry, and it does not require much effort to remove the brain.
"Why do you want a rabbit head? This thing is inedible." Due to his career, Alphonse's understanding of animals and plants is only about eating. "In order to deal with the bad dental problems of Europeans, we try to eat rabbits as much as possible." The meat is stewed. The meat on the rabbit's head cannot be chewed without teeth. Is it not cooked long enough?"
"I'm not here to eat." Kawei really couldn't explain why, "Anyway, just leave it to me."
Alphonse just felt strange and saw that he ran to find the boss again without asking further. He put his fat head on the back of the chair, looked at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes, murmuring: "What a weirdo..."
According to Kawei's memory, alcohol, iodine, and even iodine should have been finished at this time, but no one used them for disinfection, and they soon became marginal products that no one cared about. The first is the indifferent understanding of microorganisms, and the second is the deep-rooted concept of alcohol. 【1】
Kawei really wants to go to the chemical factory and ask about alcohol. It would be best to get iodine and alcohol for disinfection, which can not only prepare for the next surgery, but also replace the vegetable oil that blocks infection.
But the chemical factory was too far from the hospital, so I thought of trying my luck at the pharmacy first to see if there were any medicines worth learning from.
The result was naturally unsatisfactory. The bottle of panacea was full of gimmicks, but the price was too expensive, so Kawei could only stay away. Especially after thinking of the rabbit head plan, he decided to get the disinfectant alcohol first.
Many medicines in the shop contain alcohol, and just by entering the door, you can smell the faint aroma of alcohol coming from the laboratory in the back shop. But it contains mostly low-intensity wine, and it has been mixed with steaming and other solvents, which has no effect on disinfection.
"Why don't you leave?" The boss completely lost his patience in doing business with him. "If Mr. Alphonse hadn't been here, I would have kicked you out."
Kawei smiled: "Boss, forget about the medicine, why don't you give me a bottle of wine?"
"Wine? This is not a tavern. On the contrary, Mr. Alphonse's restaurant has many high-end wines. You can buy them from him." Quedlin warned, "But based on my experience, drinking alone cannot cure her." An old man’s disease.”
"But at least it will save her some pain."
Kawei smiled painfully, showing a kind of helplessness after compromising reality. Quedlin looked sympathetic, and the ancient and traditional pharmacist's soul and passion for healing patients were once again ignited by this filial face: "Would you like some opium for you?" [2]
"Um, I think it's better to forget it." Kawei shook his head.
"Don't refuse in a hurry. Come and take a look at this bottle of Godfrey's liqueur [3]. I forgot about this just now!" The boss excitedly took out a small emerald green bottle from the corner, "It can relieve pain and coughs." , reduce fever, and can calm down and sleep peacefully, it is simply a low-end version of a panacea.”
"It's really not necessary." Faced with the dazzling array of effects, Kawei still declined, "My uncle is addicted to this drink. I can't let my mother make the same mistake again, so give me a drink."
Quedlin sighed, couldn't help mumbling a few words, and asked: "Zweig red wine native to Austria?"
"Is there anything stronger?"
The boss picked another bottle in front of the display window: "How about using this, brandy imported from France?"
"Not bad, that's it." Kawei asked, "But I hope to process it a little more. You should have a distilling bottle here, right?"
"Yes, there is..." Quedlin has seen a lot of drunkards, and the brandy has run out, and he has never seen anything like this, "Isn't the brandy enough?"
"Of course not enough," said Carvey. "Brandy is of no use to my mother."
Quedlin was immediately in awe: "Awesome~~"
"So, I want something very strong," Carvey continued. "How much does it cost to distill here?"
"A whole bottle of brandy costs 1.5 crowns, and one distillation costs 1.5 crowns."
"2 times."
"Distilled twice? Is that still wine?" Quedlin didn't know what he wanted to do. He looked at the bottle and asked, "Is this thing drinkable?"
"Don't worry about it, just make a price."
"That's five crowns!"
"No problem, it's a deal." Kawei shook hands with the store manager, "I'll pay 1.5 crowns for the wine as a deposit first, and I'll give you the rest when I receive the goods."
"OK."
Medical alcohol can denature the proteins of bacteria and viruses, and its best effectiveness is achieved at a concentration of 75% [4]. Even if the concentration cannot reach 75%, it must be at least 65%.
Unfortunately, Quedlin's laboratory has limited equipment. The more water is distilled, the less water there is, and the more difficult the distillation becomes. Two times should be his limit. If the distillation technology of the drug store cannot meet the disinfection requirements, Kawei still has to go to the chemical factory to discuss it.
Once you have alcohol, combined with high-temperature steaming of instruments and bandages, the disinfection issue can basically be solved.
As for the rabbit head, it was actually prepared for the pregnant woman who was about to have a cesarean section.
Just to make a finished product, Kawei still lacks a lot of things. The first thing you need is a drug ball mill. You need to grind the dried rabbit brain into fine powder, then pass it through clean water to make an extract, and then use a centrifuge to get the extract out.
Unfortunately, both of these things are too advanced. Pharmacies definitely don’t have them, and chemical factories probably don’t have them either.
If you settle for the next best thing, the ball mill can be replaced by a human medicine bowl, but it takes a little longer. As for the centrifuge, even if there is no suitable replacement in ten years [5], we can only rely on water to slowly soak out the contents of the brain.
Kawei just returned to the hospital thinking about disinfection and the rabbit head.
He had already thought of the reasons for not buying the body, and was ready to put all the problems on the tragic death of Andre. As for the 1.5 kronor spent on the wine, it needs to be explained carefully. Maybe it can be passed on to the two bottles of vegetable oil given by Alphonse...
At this time, a flat bed knocked open the door and was pushed out of the third ward.
There was a person lying upright on the bed, her face covered with a white cloth, and the white sheets were covered with blood. Walking beside the bed were her husband and their newborn child. The cry of the baby was in sharp contrast to the deathly calmness on the man's face. It was not easy to survive in this era.
Kawei looked back and walked into the ward.
"Doctor, please, please transfer me to Obstetrics Ward 2!"
Suddenly, a woman's cry came from the distant aisle. A pregnant woman was trying to kneel down to her obstetrician with her belly bulging.
Her tragic and shrill voice not only attracted everyone's attention, but also aroused the emotions of the pregnant women around her. Immediately, the women who were still staggering in the aisle came forward and talked about "Obstetrics Ward 2".
The Obstetrics Department of the Municipal General Hospital has two major wards, located on either side of the three wards. To outsiders, there is no difference in the abilities of midwives, facilities or beds.
But in the eyes of those mothers who have been staying in the hospital, the two wards are one and the same. In February alone, Ward 1 sent 12 multiparous women who had just given birth to the morgue, while only one woman died in Ward 2.
More importantly, the woman who died in Ward 2 had given birth to four children and was in her 40s. Her health was not very good to begin with, and it deteriorated even more after giving birth. Death seemed to be a normal thing.
But the 12 mothers who died in Ward 1 were different. None of them were over 35 years old, and their bodies were not that weak. Judging from the average life expectancy in Austria, this was obviously abnormal.
No matter who it is, they will ask why after seeing these data, let alone those who are actually living in the country.
But doctors are not aware of the seriousness of this problem. In their view, it is completely acceptable to treat thousands of pregnant women a year and 200 die. After all, the mortality rate in the surgical ward next door has been above 40%, so they have no psychological burden.
"Since the ward has been reserved, there is no way to change it. You have changed it. What will happen to the women in ward 2? I think everyone should be calm and don't be too excited and affect the child..."
"It's okay if you don't want to go to Ward 2, just let us go home."
"Yes, it's safer at home. Something will happen if you stay here to give birth!"
"The sister who was pushed out just now is the same as me. She is only 22 years old! She died just a few days after giving birth. This ward must be cursed!"
"I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to live in this smelly 'house of death'. Let us go back! My sister, my mother, my aunt, and even several neighbors have chosen to stay at home. There were no problems during production, so why do I have to wait here to die? Why..."
Several obstetricians who came for ward rounds really didn't know how to explain when faced with such doubts. Because this situation has existed for a long time, they don't know what's wrong with the ward.
At first, it was just a feeling. The doctors and nurses always felt that more people died in the first ward. Then after the death data were compiled, they found that this was indeed the case, and attributed the cause to the underlying diseases of the mothers, saying that it was due to differences between individuals.
But slowly, this reason became less and less tenable, and they attributed the disparity in mortality between the two wards to randomness.
Now maybe he has to recruit a witch who has disappeared for hundreds of years to be his backer.
However, the mother did not understand medicine, so it seemed that only curses, magic, and divine punishment could explain this phenomenon, and the name "House of Death" in the first ward spread.
Many people crowded in the aisle to watch, and Kawei was blocked and could only stand aside and watch. He also felt strange in his heart. Although he had never been to the maternity ward, the city's general hospital had its own set of rules for admitting patients. It was understandable that the technology was not in place, but there shouldn't be such drastic differences between the wards. .
There must be something wrong...
