It is said that hospital management in the 19th century was chaotic. In fact, this is a misunderstanding because there was no management at all.
In an era when the whole population is addicted to drugs, and even the chief surgeon Ingenac can use coca wine as a refreshing drink without any worries, it is not surprising that nurses come to take a few sips. Especially those nurses who need to stay on duty are extremely bored. How can they survive this long night without some alcohol to stimulate themselves.
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Mariani's potency is very strong, and it only takes a few more sips to make her lose her ability to judge. Not to mention the lack of professional training at the time, even extremely professional modern senior nurses could not withstand such torture.
"Medicine" does not tell people about experience and principles.
The obstetrics nurse in front of Kawei had just finished her drink, and she could smell the faint smell of alcohol without having to come closer. Kavi didn't know if she had added any ingredients to it, but he was sure of one thing. The nurse had no idea where Nora had gone.
"Nora? She was still there just now..."
"Not anymore." Kawei threw down the medical records in his hand, unable to hide his anger, "Including her children!"
24 The bed was indeed empty, and the mattress had been lifted. The snow-white mattress looked out of place in this overcrowded maternity ward. The simple backpack that he had brought with him when he was hospitalized was no longer there, and a glass vessel used to assist in breastfeeding was also placed aside. It was obvious that he left in a hurry. 【1】
But the nurse actually sat aside and found nothing.
"She must have gone home secretly." The nurse put down Nora's medical records nonchalantly, and then said, "After all, one night's stay including food costs 5-10 Helles, which many people think is expensive."
"I paid for the ward fee in advance, and just a few hours ago, I also gave her the food fee. I hope the food for her the next day will be better."
"Did you give it to her?"
The nurse seemed to have been used to this kind of situation for a long time: "Then her man probably took it away. In the eyes of these men, how can a pregnant woman have money on her body?"
These words were so sinister that Kawei had to think about the worst: "Man? You mean Fulani? He left during the cesarean section last night. I haven't seen him since. Has he been here today?" ?”
The nurse also fell into memories, but her memories were much more confusing than Kawei's: "This... seems to have come, but it seems not to have come, I don't know."
Kawei couldn't help but remind him: "His leg is broken and he walks with a limp."
"I know, I've seen it before, but I just don't have any impression."
The nurse patted her dizzy head and shook her head. Later, another expectant mother who passed by told the truth: "Her man came here once at noon, and it seemed that there was a quarrel. She left by herself in the afternoon, that one The bastard didn’t come.”
"Leaving in the afternoon?"
"Yes, Dr. Kawei, didn't you come to see her before? As soon as you left, she packed her things and left."
The life and death of other patients had nothing to do with Kawei. He personally performed the cesarean section and successfully sent Nora back to the hospital. She was Kawei's patient before the wound fully recovered. He didn't care what happened to his patient's family, but at least he couldn't leave the hospital until he fully recovered.
Patients in modern hospitals need to apply in advance, write a leave request, and sign their name before being discharged. If it is a hospital with strict management, they also need to leave video or audio evidence to avoid problems with the distribution of responsibilities after an accident.
The initiative to be hospitalized has always been on the mother and her family. If you don't give birth in hospital, you won't get childcare allowance.
Welfare hospitals do not have much financial dealings with patients. Once they give birth, as long as they feel their body has recovered, they will take the children away from this dirty place. Leaving the hospital is as simple as eating and drinking, and no one will care about it.
Nora's situation was special, and it was definitely a miracle that she survived the cesarean section, but she still met all the characteristics of leaving the hospital after giving birth: the man was a jerk, the family had no money, she was hospitalized just for the allowance, and she was still alive.
The nurse was not surprised at all: "Why are you so surprised? Isn't it normal for a woman to be taken home by a man after giving birth? Otherwise, who would cook for these men? Dogs?"
Listening to her talk about trains, Kawei thought of Fulani's shameless face again.
Doctors inevitably have to deal with patients' families, and Fleurney is the most rogue, giving everyone a headache when they see him.
If he was like Yingenatz, and his mind was still framed in the surgical theories of the 19th century, he might not have paid much attention to the woman who had just undergone surgery. The operation was done and the patient was gone, and she didn't need to pay back the hospitalization fee, so why did she care so much.
But Kawei is the one who takes the perioperative period more seriously than anyone else. After the operation, it is only half of a long journey of thousands of miles. The other half that follows will be equally fatal if not handled well.
"Where is Nora's address?"
"Address...why do you want her address?"
"Even if she leaves, I still have to explain some specific steps for wound care to her. Otherwise, in the environment at home, the wound will definitely rot without dressing change."
The nurse's head was dizzy, and she lowered her head and rummaged through the record book: "Yes, yes, it's... No. 155 East Nellington Street."
Kavi was not yet familiar with the streets of Vienna, so he turned around and ran back to Yingenatz's office.
Ingenac came back earlier than him, sitting alone on a chair drinking coffee, thinking about how to deal with this ambiguous relationship with Alina. Unexpectedly, Kawei rushed out from outside as if he had entered his own house, and he dug out the map without hesitation.
Ingnatz put down the coffee cup, not knowing what the child was going to do. The first thing he heard in his ears was "Tony Linton" that Kawei kept repeating.
"East Nellington Street?" Ingnatz said as he was very familiar with the place. "It's just east of Hoints, a block away."
"East... No. 155..."
"The coachman at the door will take you there." Yingenatz was puzzled by Kawei's purpose of action, "What are you doing?"
"Nora left. I don't know whether she was taken back by her man, or whether she was determined to go back, and the child was taken away." Kawei was very worried, "Actually, I was just afraid that her wound would open. Isn't this okay? Easy surgery.”
Also a surgeon, Ingnatz felt the same way.
But not only did he have no intention of helping, he kept trying to persuade him: "There is nothing you can do about it. Civilians don't have so many choices. I advise you not to go into the muddy water and stay in the hospital to wait for me." Wouldn’t the pathology result of the appendix be better?”
Kavi also wanted to see the appendix, and the microscope in the dissecting room was really tempting.
But he couldn't convince himself: "Teacher, she is the first patient I have operated on, and she has a special meaning to me. If her wound is cracked, what is the meaning of my surgery?"
Yingenaci sighed: "Forget it, it's up to you. Remember, don't force me to persuade you. If it doesn't work, just come back. There will be many cesarean sections in the future."
"okay, I get it."
Kawei responded and was about to leave the office when he suddenly thought of something. He turned back to the office and took out an equipment box from the corner. This is the leftover old instrument that Ingenac used before. It contains some of the most basic surgical tools. It is now kept in the office for public use.
"Teacher, please borrow it."
"Aren't you looking for someone? Why do you need the equipment box?"
Although Fuleni has broken a leg, Nora has just undergone surgery after all. Kawei is still afraid that something will happen: "I'm afraid that her wound will dehisce. If possible, I will definitely take her back to the hospital. But I am afraid." I can’t bring it back, so I’ll have to suture it on the spot.”
"Okay, let's go and come back as soon as possible." Yingenaci stretched, "I'm going to do appendix pathology first."
"Um."
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Although East Nellington Street also has the word "street", it is actually no different from an alley, and it is much worse than Basinger Street where Kawei lived before. This is a civilian area that was expanded after the opening of the Ring Road. It has perfectly inherited the atmosphere of its neighbor Hoints Street. It is full of dilapidated buildings built randomly and there are some unscrupulous people everywhere.
At first, the coachman was suspicious when he heard that he was going to East Nellington Street, thinking that he had heard wrongly. Later, he discovered that that was the place where Carvey was going.
"Dr. Kawei, are you just going to go there like this?"
"if not?"
"I advise you not to bring too much money, and don't take other things you carry with you, as they can easily be targeted by thieves." The coachman warned, "If it doesn't work, just choose dark places and keep a low profile." Yin That’s what Dr. Gnatz did, otherwise he would have been in trouble.”
Kawei hid his wallet, rumpled his coat, and held the equipment box in his arms: "I understand, go to No. 155."
The carriage was not slow, passing through the lively Ring Road, bypassing the square, and then heading east into Hoints Street, arriving at its destination in less than 20 minutes. This is a darker and cramped place than Basinger Street, full of poor people in ragged clothes.
Compared with workers who can support themselves, they can only survive by begging and borrowing money.
The arrival of the carriage obviously attracted the attention of many people. As soon as the horses stopped, Kawei quickly jumped out of the car and disappeared into the night.
No. 155 is located deep in an alley in the middle of the alley. Although there is not much light on both sides, because it is so close, Kawei can clearly hear various sounds in the surrounding houses. There are people yelling, there are also hidden moans, there are also children's cries and the sound of glass bottles and bowls breaking, anyway, there is everything.
Kawei stepped on the wet muddy ground and finally found where Nora lived.
Here is a hut built privately with bricks. There is only a door that is ajar and not even a window.
Kawei stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Who?"
Although they had not met each other a few times, Kawei clearly remembered his voice. It was Fleni: "It's me, the doctor from the Municipal General Hospital."
"Doctor? Why did the doctor come to my place?" Fleni was lame and walked very slowly. He waited for a long time before arriving at the door. "You...I remember you seemed to be the one who performed the surgery on Nora. doctor?"
"it's me."
"Are you here to give us a refund?" The man was still thinking about two months of hospitalization expenses.
"You only paid the first month, and you paid it voluntarily. All subsequent expenses will be borne by the hospital." Kawei wanted to reason with him, but looked at this face and quickly lost his patience, "Forget it. Okay, let’s not talk about this, I want to see Nola’s surgical wound.”
"She has been discharged from the hospital and you are still thinking about her belly?"
Fleni approached the problem from a different perspective than others, and suddenly asked: "You care about her so much, why don't you buy her. Don't worry, I won't ask you for a lot of money, 100 crowns, I will sell her for 100 crowns How about giving it to you, including the marriage certificate? It’s very cheap!”
"I'm not interested in buying and selling women." Kawei glanced into the room, "I just want to see how the wound is doing, and then leave."
Seeing that he was unwilling to make this one-time transaction, Fuleny had no choice but to pay in installments: "If you want, you can, 10 kronor at a time."
"I only see the wound on her stomach!"
"No matter what you look at, it's 10 kronor!" Fleni smiled and patted Kavi on the shoulder. "Don't go to Hoints Street to ask about it. It's the same price everywhere."
Kawei gritted his teeth and hesitated in his heart.
He didn't want the woman he had tried so hard to save to live like this without even being qualified to be a human being. But at the same time, he also knows that this society is full of such things. If you buy one, can you buy a second and a third?
"100 kronor is too much. I can't take out that much money at once."
Kawei wanted to stabilize this bad guy first, look at the wounds first, and then give instructions on how to take good care of him. Unexpectedly, Fuleny was not even prepared to leave him this little time, and said with a smile: "You don't want to buy it? Then I will sell it to my friend. Although 80 crowns is a little cheaper, it is enough for me to spend a while. That’s it.”
"friend?"
Only then did Kavi realize that not only did the family of three live in No. 155, there was also another buyer in the house.
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to think too much. He took out his wallet from his inner pocket and said, "Okay, 100 crowns for 100 crowns, I bought it."
Anyway, since I have less servants at home, I can ask Nora to clean the room at home, and then I can pay it back to myself after I save enough money: "You have to give me the marriage certificate and the person first, and pay the money in one hand and the other..."
"First-hand delivery! I understand, no problem!" Fleni agreed very readily, and at the same time shouted to the friend in the room, "Mr. Li Ben, I'm afraid your wishful thinking will be ruined. This doctor friend bids 100 !”
Li Ben?
The German jazzman who lives in No. 73?
Kavi immediately thought of the short German who had dueled with Alphonse.
His guess was soon answered, as a scream sounded in the room. The sound was very long, with some pauses for breathing. Judging from the tone and timbre, it should be a man with a Berlin accent.
Well, this is all Cave's guess.
But things changed too quickly. While Fuleni was still stunned and didn't know how to deal with it, Nora rushed out of the kitchen alone. Her face was gloomy, her hair was messy, and most of her clothes and skirts were torn to pieces. Taking advantage of the candlelight, you could still vaguely see the blood stains on her body and the scratches on her arms.
Kawei was concerned about her belly. Fortunately, the bandage was not messed up. There was some blood spurting on it but it was not oozing, indicating that the wound was not broken.
But what Fulani was concerned about was the kitchen knife in her hand that kept dripping blood: "Can you..."
Noila said nothing and rushed over in three steps at a time.
After a while, the blood of the husband and the buyer in the house mingled with each other. The second scream that was temporarily added was much duller, and was soon drowned in the "puff" sound of the tip of the knife digging into the flesh.
Puff puff......
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