At 7 o'clock in the morning, Alina arrived at the hospital.
She quickly got off the carriage as usual, walked straight through the first and second wards, and came to the surgical ward of the third ward under the jurisdiction of her husband. There was no one in the ward except the nurse. She walked quickly and knocked on the door and entered the autopsy room.
Ignatz was sitting at the desk writing, but Alina was not in a good mood, it could even be said to be quite bad.
She knew that her man was not here last night because she came at 11 o'clock in the evening. The lights were on in the autopsy room, but there was no sign of Ignatz. It was impossible for Alina to stay with the dead body all night, so she waited until 12 o'clock to meet and then went home.
She knew there must be something wrong with her husband, but she still maintained restraint and did not want to argue: "Where were you last night?"
"I've been staying here." Ignatz looked up at her and continued writing his anatomy notes.
Facing her husband's usual tricks, Alina was not satisfied and kept staring at him. It was not until Ignaz realized that the matter was not simple that she explained: "You know I will go shopping in the middle of the night and need some air. , Calm down. I have an operation this afternoon and I need..."
"Surgery, surgery, you only know surgery!" Alina lowered her voice, "Who told me that I would try my best to go home and sleep?"
"I said I would go home every other day. On the day I don't go home, I need to make preparations for surgery."
"Go home the next day..." Alina closed the door of the anatomy room and finally began to vent her dissatisfaction, "I want to ask you, who did you marry? Was it with these people who had their guts broken open? A corpse? Or a dead pig thrown into the slaughterhouse?"
"You're here again." Ignatz put down his pen and emphasized, "I want to work!"
"Okay, work." Alina was already prepared. "Even if we agreed to go home the next day, what about the night before? Where were you?"
Ignatz habitually wanted to say that he was in the anatomy room, but suddenly he remembered that Kawei had been staying in the ward with Alphonse that day, so he could only change his reason: "I went to see Hills to discuss a cesarean section." process issues.”
"Oh, Hills was having dinner with the deputy director of Groz Hospital that night." Alina scolded, "because he felt that he couldn't get the chief surgeon position he wanted here!"
Ignatz shook his head: "Hiles is not good enough to take on the job of chief surgeon."
"What about your assistant position?" Alina continued to retort, "Since you think he has shortcomings, you have to teach him, but you gave up your assistant position to a tree feller who has never experienced medical education. !”
"Kavi is more talented than him."
"I'm not targeting him, I know he's very talented. But Kawhi is only 17 years old and can definitely learn slowly with Hills and Herman. Hills is already 28 years old. If he doesn't get another chance, He can only go to Groz Hospital, and you don’t have the final say there!”
"Okay, okay, I understand..."
Alina stepped forward, waved away the stench emanating from the corpses around her, and smelled her husband's shirt carefully: "...I changed it to rose perfume this time."
Ignatz was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure: "It's the alkali soap that Kawei got from somewhere. It contains rose essential oil, so that's why..."
"I don't know what the lye soap smells like?" Elena ignored these reasons and just asked, "Who is it?"
"I don't have another woman."
Alina had no patience with him and believed in her intuition: "I don't care which woman you have outside, I will give you one last chance. Cut off the relationship and go home on time every day, or... I don’t want to say the word, so don’t make me.”
"I really......"
"Remember, this is the last time!" Alina slammed the door.
Ignatz's lifestyle has been going on for a long time.
It's not that Alina is inconsiderate, on the contrary, her world revolved around her husband from the beginning. She hoped to be by Ignatz's side and watch him grow into the best surgeon in the world, so she took the position of director of the personnel department based on her own conditions.
But as time passed, Alina found that her efforts had no substantial reward. The applause belonged to Ignatz, the flowers also belonged to Ignatz, and even the photo in the newspaper was of the surgical assistant who was on the same stage with him.
I have paid so much, but the life I originally longed for has not arrived. Instead, it has become more and more fragmented. Even the most basic requirement of "going home" cannot be satisfied.
Who can bear the thought of her husband not coming home every now and then?
...
At nine o'clock in the morning, after the meeting in the dean's office, Alina locked herself in the office and replayed the scene of the confrontation with Ignatz in her mind repeatedly, trying to find some reason to deceive herself.
Perhaps this is all what Ignatz said, he is indeed preparing for surgery and adjusting to his condition;
Maybe it's just my own misunderstanding, and such a conversation between husband and wife is not beneficial;
Maybe he is really under too much pressure and needs some relief;
perhaps......
Exhausted from a sleepless night, she quickly fell asleep until a crisp and urgent knock on the door came.
Dong Dong Dong~
Alina quickly sat up straight and quickly arranged her hair and makeup: "Please come in."
"Teacher Alina, it's me." Kawei smiled and opened the door, revealing half of his head, "I have something I want to discuss with you."
"Oh, come in...what is this?"
In a sense, Alina still likes pets. It was only because of my and her husband's work and the lack of servants at home that I had no support.
But pets are pets, animals are animals, and home and hospital are two completely different concepts. So when she saw the five cages of voles behind Kawei, Alina almost spit the coffee in her mouth on his face. .
"What are you doing? Are you going to imitate the Africans and hold a vole barbecue party?"
"I want to talk to you about Teacher Ignatz."
"It's not...this..."
Kawei knew what he meant and said, "We will talk about this after we finish talking about the teacher."
His request was simple. He had already left No. 73. Regardless of whether Laszlo's house could be obtained or not, he could follow Ignaz easily and happily. He can satisfy Alina's previous request, and the previous incident about Laszlo's family doctor has long since disappeared, so Alina should also give herself some other benefits.
Kawei is indeed changing the focus of Ignatz's training and is an important reason why Hills wants to leave here. Alina knew very well that although her husband did not care about his family, he was still very accurate in judging people. Kawei's talent and ability were indeed better than Hills.
Of course, the most important thing is that Alina needs him to keep an eye on her man.
"what do you want?"
"I see there are some empty rooms next to the anatomy room, can I use them?"
"Why do you want a room?"
Kawei pointed behind him: "I need to do some experiments and give them some space to move."
Alina looked at the vole jumping around in the cage, and her heart went crazy: "Can you move back to the hospital now?"
"No problem, I can stay in the hospital 24 hours a day." The experiment is about to get on track, Kavi is in a good mood, "And the laboratory room is very close to Teacher Ignatz, so I should be able to complete your task. "
Although Alina holds a lot of power in her hands, it is limited to personnel transfers. As a big talker like Kawei, she has no way to guarantee that she will be able to get it done: "It is too difficult to get the right to use two rooms at once. .”
Kawei originally wanted to study at university in a timely manner, but Ignatz disagreed. Considering that his status was very different from that of the professors, he had to be cautious and handle the oxytocin experiment process himself.
But he had only been here for a week, so it was really outrageous to directly apply for a private room. If I don't express the importance of the experiment at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to get my own laboratory.
Ten minutes later, Alina took Kawi to see the director of the General Hospital.
However, the two of them were stopped by the secretary at the door: "The dean is talking to Dr. Marcus, please wait a moment."
Kawei wasn't very familiar with people outside of surgery, so he certainly didn't know Marcus either. But judging from the voice leaking from the door, the words were close to the surgery. It should be the doctor from the obstetrics ward next door: "Teacher, who is this?"
"Marcus Drake, your teacher's archrival." Alina sighed and said, "I'm afraid this visit is about ward allocation."
"Aren't there quite a few maternity wards?"
"It's not enough. Both the east and west wards of obstetrics and gynecology patients are full." Elena said, "And what he faces in the third ward is your surgery department. How many people are there in the surgery department? Many wards are not full, and sometimes there are vacancies. Case."
The status of hospital departments is often linked to the number of disease sources and income. The types of surgical operations are limited. No matter how you look at it, it is still too weak.
Now it seems that if Ignaz and Alina hadn't supported it together, the Department of Surgery at the Municipal General Hospital would have been reduced to a marginal department.
Of course, in addition to this, there is also the cesarean section that the surgeon has always held in hand. But after failing several times in succession, Marcus could hardly sit still, so he had this conversation.
The door opened, and the dean and he came out one after another: "Dean, cesarean section cannot be the reason for the surgery to occupy so many wards."
"Surgical operations are accidental, and cesarean section has a high mortality rate. Now we are the only one in Vienna that still does it. This can be regarded as providing a source of disease for your obstetrics department."
This is a deceptive statement. How can an operation with a mortality rate of more than 60% provide a source of disease to the hospital? Kawei couldn't help but shake his head when he heard it.
Marcus has worked in the obstetrics department for several years and has heard these words no less than ten times. Now that the issue of ward allocation has become difficult to compromise, he can only put down his harsh words:
"Dean, no matter how you look at it, the admission of patients in the obstetrics department complies with the new national policy and is the basis for the hospital to stabilize the source of the disease, and surgery can only be regarded as the icing on the cake at best. If Ignatz is in the next cesarean section, If you screw up the operation again, I will have no choice but to bring my colleagues to see you."
"Then let's wait until the cesarean section is over."
Marcus glanced at Alina not far away, and could only leave angrily.
This is a disguised form of forced marriage, but Marcus has such capital.
The obstetrics department has quietly surpassed the tepid surgery department and become the second largest department in the municipal general hospital. Both the number of patients and the cure rate are much higher than those of the surgery department. It is obviously inappropriate for such a department to allow patients to squeeze into extra beds, and even share the third ward with surgery and gynecology.
"Alina, why are you here?" The dean quickly recognized Kawei with his sharp eyes, "This must be Mr. Kawei, who has been quite popular recently."
Alina didn't know how to mention this matter, but Kawei had no scruples and instead raised his voice: "We want to apply for two empty rooms next to the anatomy room to be used as laboratories."
Marcus had just left and had not yet gone downstairs. When he heard this sentence from afar, he immediately reacted: "Wait! Those two rooms are mine. They will be used as the intensive care unit of the obstetrics department to house those with high fever after childbirth." pregnant woman."
"Why bother to say that? Can't we just say she is a pregnant woman in the first ward?"
Perhaps influenced by Semmelweis's dismissal, Kawei became unusually angry: "After all, 9 out of 10 high fever patients come from the first ward, and the mortality rate is 10%."
Marcus was hit on a sore point and began to avoid the crux of the problem and instead attacked Kavi's identity: "Who are you?"
"An unknown surgical assistant."
"Surgical assistant?" Marcus was furious, "And the surgical mortality rate is much higher than ours. Ignatz has to be polite when he sees me. What qualifications do you have to speak to me like this? "
"That's not true. The mortality rate in the first obstetric ward is only higher than that of epithelioma resection, lithotomy, lithotripsy, hemorrhoidectomy, cleft lip repair, most rhinoplasties, strabismus correction, and partial hemangioma resection. It’s just a high level of skill, it’s really very low.”
The same sentence completely changed in Kawei's mouth.
Marcus couldn't convince him. After all, these were facts. He could only curse: "Dean, it's a disaster for people like this to stay in the hospital!"
The dean shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, Marcus, he is now Ignatz's first assistant, and he has completed several operations very beautifully. Even among the patients he managed personally, there was not a single death."
These words were obviously helping Kawei, because Kawei only had Eston as a patient. But as long as the number of patients is blurred, this 0% mortality rate is quite shocking.
"No way..." Marcus shouted in disbelief, "How could an assistant do this?"
Kawei once again sorted out the chain of evidence he prepared [1]. Although it was earlier than originally planned, in order to win the laboratory, he still needed to solve the ward problem: "I finally understand. It turns out that Semel That’s how Dr. Weiss left the hospital.”
This name seemed like a bombshell, and all three people, including the dean, cast strange glances.
"Since Dr. Marcus is willing to ask the director for a ward for the high fever mother in the first ward, I think it is better to start from the root and solve the stubborn disease that has lasted for decades."
