The storm came very quickly, leaving Kawei on the side stunned.
As an assistant, he knew that it was extremely bad to sit in on his boss and his boss, and he should leave. But the two of them were stuck at the door, blocking the door and even blocking their way out.
With no hope of evasion, Kawei had no choice but to stand aside and minimize his presence, so as not to become an emotional outlet for the two of them when they hit the brakes in time.
In fact, he was overly worried because there was no brake at all. This storm is just like the excessive brain discharge of an epileptic patient during convulsions. Once the attack occurs, it cannot be controlled. The storm can only stop when the discharge ends. 【1】
However, in view of their status, the exchange was limited to exchanges of spittle, and even the sound was restrained to a very low level.
Alina denounced her husband's dullness, workaholic, and extreme self-centeredness, which was as childish and ridiculous as a child who had not joined the society, and then emphatically expressed her emotional dissatisfaction during this period.
And Ignatz also said that his wife did not understand his work, did not protect his dignity, and chose to make a fuss in the workplace, just like a bad wife and a shrewd woman. Then he emphasized that he had done nothing at work during this period. progress and pressure.
All the trivial matters of the past have been retold.
In this kind of unrestrained debate, eloquence is no longer a powerful weapon. What can really be used is their respective abilities, identities and positions. However, in this regard, Ignatz and Alina are still indistinguishable.
One is the best surgeon in Austria and a frequent headliner in the Vienna daily newspaper.
The other is the director of the personnel department of the largest hospital in Austria, the precious daughter of a noble family who has invested heavily in this hospital.
Only at this stage will they regain some rationality and re-examine their environment and the work they are about to do. It is obviously impossible to reconcile, and cooling off and diverting attention after cooling off are the normal behavior after a couple quarrels.
Elena considered that she had lit the fuse first, so she chose to speak first: "I heard that Count Morasso's wound is recovering well?"
Ignatz walked to the desk and drank the cold coffee he had made before: "I went to see it before, and there is no ulcer yet."
Elena let out a long sigh, opened the door gently, and asked before leaving: "Then the previous rumors about the count's remarriage are going to come true? How many times is this his marriage?"
"Three times? Or four times...I don't remember. In my impression, he did have a vigorous love affair while traveling in Hungary, and then also had an affair on the march to fight in Italy. .”
Ignatz chuckled: "I have to admit that although the count is not good-looking, he is very charming in love."
"Indeed more attractive than you."
Ignatz had completely calmed down. Faced with his wife's backlash, he finally showed some manly generosity.
"Okay, it's my fault that I've been staying in the anatomy room all this time. But..." He was about to scrub himself out of habit, but felt it was inappropriate and quickly interrupted: "Forget it, it's nothing. But yes, it’s my fault, I’ll be back tonight.”
Alina was still angry, but in Kawei's opinion, it was just the level of grumbling: "It doesn't matter whether you come back or not, I'm not at home tonight anyway, there is a dance."
"Prom?" Ignatz was surprised, "What dance? Why didn't I know?"
"Don't know?" Alina has long been accustomed to his behavior. "The invitation was sent three weeks ago. You never care about such things, so I didn't expect you to remember it."
"Three weeks ago?" Ignatz looked suddenly enlightened and quickly seized the opportunity to ease the atmosphere. "Oh, I remembered that wealthy businessman from Hungary in the east. I heard that when I first came to Vienna a month ago, He bought many paintings and collections and spent money lavishly.”
"This is supposed to be his daughter's debut party. My father accepted the invitation. I have to go."
"The higher-ups have been in frequent contact with Budapest recently, and I always feel that something big is going to happen..." Ignatz's perspective on the problem is completely different from Alina's, "Then it seems that I must also went."
"Why bother? Don't you like this kind of occasion?"
"That's almost it. What should I wear tonight?"
"The dress is ready. You can choose the accessories, perfume, etc. by yourself. Don't let me take care of everything."
"Um."
Ignatz watched his wife leave his office, slowly walked back to his desk, looked at the half-turned anatomy notes, and slowly recalled all the things he had done these nights. He did feel a little sorry in his heart. The next cesarean section operation was really important.
"Why did I come back to the office..."
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed something, and glanced at the office, only to find that Kawei was still standing aside: "By the way, the body!!! Kawei, why are you still standing there? Go and do things quickly. Photography studios, churches, jewelry stores, tobacco shops and pubs, remember to choose the cheapest one!”
...
For Ignatz, besides his wife, the corpse has temporarily become the most important thing to him. For Kavi, it was considered a success if he could get rid of the body. Whether he could participate in the autopsy was no longer important. What was more important now was that he had a sufficient budget of 100 kronor.
The two corpses brought, one male and one female, had no surface scars and no major problems in the bones and internal organs that could affect the anatomy. They were simply the most perfect corpses in Ignatz's mind.
The package price for such a corpse alone is more than 100 kronor, so when I went out to buy things this time, Ignatz just said, "It's up to you." It didn't matter whether there was a bill or not.
Of course, as an effective assistant, you must have bills and all details.
This is a credibility issue.
But in the name of going shopping, I took the money and ran to the drugstore next to the police station to pick up the alcohol I had ordered before. I also bought a bottle of wine there and mixed up the price. Finally, I went to Alphonse and bought some rabbit heads back. That's another story.
This is called creating favorable conditions for the development of surgery, and it is a great cause.
After Kawei finished eating, he spent the entire afternoon helping Ignatz buy everything he needed, and at the same time, he also took home what he needed. It included a bottle of twice-distilled brandy, a grinder, several test tube flasks, and a bag of freshly chopped rabbit heads.
The result of the distillation of the wine was unsatisfactory.
Although he could not measure the concentration, he was still impressed by the smell of medical alcohol and the touch of the skin when it evaporated. This bottle of high-concentration brandy obviously did not meet the requirements. However, 65% alcohol also has some effect, so Kawei did not throw it away and directly paid the 3.5 kroner balance and brought the wine back.
The remaining things included a full 10 kroner of experimental equipment, all related to oxytocin. Nora was about to give birth, so she had to prepare everything as soon as possible.
The oxytocin used in modern times is extracted from the posterior lobe of the pituitary gland [2]. It is not difficult to reproduce this drug because the preparation is very simple. But the trouble is that there is no instrumentation and equipment, so it is difficult to control the concentration of the prepared solution.
If it’s just oxytocin, that’s it. A slight overdose of oxytocin after surgery will not cause much harm to the mother [3].
Cocavit cannot be purified, all it can do is extract the most primitive posterior pituitary gland. It contains not only oxytocin, but also a large amount of vasopressin. The key is that he has not been able to calculate their respective concentrations. Even different solutions prepared by the same hands have different concentrations.
Pituitaryin can effectively contract the uterus and reduce the risk of postpartum hemorrhage. It can also be regarded as a life-saving drug. But vasopressin is different from oxytocin. It is not a good thing to inject excessive vasopressin into the body of a girl who is less than 1.6 meters tall.
Kawei sat at his desk, thought for a long time and decided to do a systematic experiment first.
Modern experiments use white mice, which was certainly not realistic in the 19th century. There were no sterile white mice here, but a lot of dirty house mice. Considering that house mice have a lot of microorganisms on them, Kawei still prefers voles in rural woodlands. Although they also carry bacteria and viruses, they are at least better than house mice.
Voles are not difficult for him to deal with. There is a whole green belt around the hospital, so he should be able to catch some if he pays a little attention. If the quantity is not enough, or it is not clean enough, he can also go to his former colleagues, ask them for a favor and pay a fee to get the voles easily.
It doesn't matter whether they are male or female, anyway, just keep beating them into the bodies of these voles until you find a safe dose.
Who knows, this is the 19th century. It doesn't matter what you want, you can only be rough.
"So why didn't this kid get some game to try?"
Kawei looked at his thin body, smiled bitterly, and continued to further improve the experimental plan in the notebook.
In addition to the oxytocin experiment, he also needed to prepare an infection investigation experiment for puerperal fever, which required large-scale sampling for microscopic examination. Now that high-concentration brandy is available, alcohol antibacterial experiments can also be completed at the same time. The first and second wards can be divided into many observation groups.
But like oxytocin, he also needed adequate preparation before doing these experiments.
"Where can I get a microscope? There is one in Ignatz's anatomy room, but I don't have the key..." Kawei frowned, "If he knows that I put maternal lochia on him, The microscope will definitely be beaten to death."
Just when he was having a headache, 303 suddenly knocked on his door: "Is Mr. Carvey here?"
Kawei was interrupted from his thoughts, put down the quill in his hand, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "I'm here, what's wrong?"
"It's eight o'clock in the evening, should we hand over information first?"
