For Alphonse, his job as a chef is everything to him and an important thing to prove his worth.
When he first learned to cook, he also received bad comments from customers, but that was because he was not good at his skills. He could even cook famous dishes with established recipes, and he deserved to be scolded. But even then, no one reduced him to nothing like Li Ben.
He is a chef who once served the French royal family. The pocket watch on his body, the silver spoon in his hand, a set of exquisite kitchen utensils and an ivory enema engraved with his name are all a recognition of his cooking skills.
This kind of gift and honor was hard-won, but Li Ben ruined it in just a few words.
Throughout his life experience over the years, there is a saying everywhere: a gentleman can move his hands but not his words.
If you can't convince others, don't waste your time. The only way to prove your innocence is a duel. A fair duel can resolve all disputes and troubles. As for winning or losing, life or death, it is the result of God's love. No one can blame it.
However, the result of the duel in front of the restaurant was unacceptable to him. Although the practice of giving in as soon as he was injured was written into the duel rules, in Alphonse's eyes, it went against the will of God and was even more despicable than retreating on the spot.
Alphonse really hoped to resolve the conflict between the two men. He originally hoped that after each other's surgery, they could arrange a real duel between men. But what he didn't expect was that Li Ben escaped shamefully.
Ever since the hemorrhoid removal operation, Alphonse had been wanting to find Li Ben. Unfortunately, the wound was too painful, and it was impossible for him to embarrass a painter he had never met before, so he had gradually found a way to let time heal the pain. idea.
However, there is always a way, and God brought him back to Himself.
From the moment Li Ben was brought into the ward, Alphonse heard his name. Although he had been lying on his side with his back to the door of the ward, Kawei said "Mr. Li Ben" to the left and "Mr. Li Ben" to the right, as if he was afraid that others would not recognize him.
[Ah, Kawi, my dear friend...][1]
Alphonse secretly clenched his fists, and while thanking Kavi, he did not forget to plan his second duel.
...
In fact, Kawei just wanted to give Li Ben a favor and at the same time tie Li Ben firmly to the hospital ward. Alphonse suffered a secret loss before, knowing that he would escape, but this time he gained wisdom. With him watching, Li Ben would never escape.
After all, one only had a small injury on his butt, while the other had half of his body disabled. It was clear at a glance which one was more serious.
As long as Li Ben stays in the ward, according to what he said, Mick will definitely show up.
Sure enough, on the third day after Nora was arrested, Mick, dressed in black, appeared in person at the Municipal General Hospital as Li Ben's friend. In the fourth meeting between the two, Kawei finally reversed the one-sided situation and successfully regained his own initiative.
"Is Kawi here?"
"Kavi? Are you asking Dr. Kavey? He's in the director's office."
Mick followed the nurse's fingers to the office and asked, "What about Mr. Li Ben?"
The nurse was busy with her hands and had no patience. She didn't give a good look when she saw Mick's fierce look on his face: "Li Ben? Are you asking the patient?"
"Yes, I should have been admitted to this hospital on the night of March 11."
"Oh, so you're looking for that scumbag who attempted sexual intercourse." The nurse was also a woman, with disdain on her face. Even the way she looked at Mick changed, as if she was looking at an accomplice, "He's lying in Ward No. 3. .”
Even after so many days, Mick could not hide the anger in his heart. He was really disgusted.
Although he had mentioned so many precautions in advance, Mick didn't understand why he had to sneak out alone without telling 303, nor why the German guy had to buy a married woman, nor why this sb. Be sure to stick to your real name.
There was no message, nor any hints or letters to myself in advance as required. It was like disappearing into thin air. If the tavern owner on Hoints Street hadn't secretly informed him of the murder, he might never have been able to find Li Ben.
If it were normal times, Mick would not care about the life and death of such a person at all.
It’s just that he has no choice now. Even if he has 10,000 reluctances in his heart, he still has to bite the bullet and get the person out for the sake of the empire’s intelligence work...
After saying thank you to the nurse, Mick first took a look at Ward 3.
Li Ben's bed was arranged in a corner, far away from the doors and windows. He had to pass through many beds to get in. And judging from his many years of experience, the ward was not peaceful. There were several pairs of eyes staring at Li Ben in the postoperative ward, which seemed to be chatting and laughing.
Li Ben was isolated.
"It's your own fault!"
Mick thought that his behavior had aroused public anger, so he stood at the door and sighed secretly, then turned around to talk to Kawei first.
Angry as he was, he also needed to be happy with his foresight. He took the risk to let Kavi come to work in the hospital. Although he was not connected to the Garden Bureau, it is now of great use. Doctors seem to be busy with work and unable to help themselves on weekdays, but they can do many things that ordinary people cannot do under certain circumstances.
For this reason, he did not use encrypted letters or ask someone to take the message. Instead, he chose to visit in person in order to seize the time to pick up Li Ben.
Mick was very confident in his heart and felt that it would not be a problem to pick him up based on his "friendship" with Kavi. At least he had always believed so before entering Ignatz's office.
"Is this Baron Ignatz's office?" Mick lowered his body and knocked on the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
Mick glanced around and quickly found Kawei, and said with a smile: "I'm looking for Dr. Kawei."
Ignatz naturally regarded him as a patient's family member who ignored him. He didn't even look at such a powerful director in the presence of him, and only looked for his subordinates. It was inevitable that his self-esteem would take a small hit:
"Dr. Kawei and I are discussing important work. If you have anything to do, you can go to the nurse first. If the nurse can't solve it, please wait outside the door for a while. It will be over soon."
Mick was used to privileges and thought that Kawei would say a few words for him, but the young man said nothing.
In front of him was the imperial baron who was carrying a title. Mick didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he had to retreat silently.
Kawi and Ignatz were indeed talking about important work, which was a summary of their recent work. In fact, they have chatted many times in the office, this time mainly to prepare for the general meeting of the College of Surgery tomorrow.
"The first half of the meeting was a speech by several other directors and I, mainly talking about the new surgical techniques recently." Ignatz held the new cleft lip technology given by Kawei in his hand and valued this conference very much. " When the time comes, I will make the method you mentioned known to the public."
"Teacher, you only tried three times on the corpse..."
"So I'm just making a simple announcement without making a conclusion." Ignatz has already thought about the steps that need to be done. "After the conference is over, I will choose two typical cleft lip patients to try the surgery. Believe me, I will It will work.”
Ignatz succeeded twice in three attempts. According to contemporary surgical success rates, this is already a mature technology that can enter clinical practice. Anyway, the technology has been sent as well. How to deal with it is Ignatz's business. Kawei will not interfere. What is important is the content of his report: "The second half will be the surgery report."
"Yes, cesarean section is tentatively ranked 11th, which is already very low. It's a very good ranking."
Ignatz looked through the report prepared by Kawei: "I have read everything you wrote last night. This report is very enlightening for every surgeon who wants to overcome the difficulties of cesarean section. Compared with those general, ridiculous news reports in newspapers that only know how to attract attention but have no nutrition at all, this is something that is truly suitable for our surgeons."
Kawei nodded: "After the cesarean section, it should be your appendix."
"Well, Father Schmidt's appendix is number 12."
In fact, in Kawei's view, this appendix was not only too long, but also blessed with roundworms. The most important thing was that the end of the appendix was not an ordinary inflammation, but had become cancerous. After cancer, the appendix becomes necrotic again, which leads to "appendicitis". With several tags attached to it, this appendix can definitely become the final highlight.
But Ignatz still refused and only put it at the finale: "I estimate that it will take 20 minutes for the appendix. The first 10 minutes will explain the operation process, and the last 10 minutes will briefly talk about roundworms and cancer at the end of the appendix. relationship.”【2】
What was really put on the pressure table was the temporary compound trauma first aid performed by Kawei.
For Ignatz, the cesarean section was just a matter of success. Kawei succeeded, but the key to success lies in the control of details such as the incision, placenta, assisted contraction, and suturing. The general direction of the operation has not changed, so he ranks high.
As for my appendectomy, there were cancerous changes, roundworms, and mutations. It looked scary, but it was still the same problem, and the general direction of the surgery had not changed. 【3】
In Ignatz's eyes, surgery is just the work of the knife. There is no systematic concept of the perioperative period, and it is impossible to have one, because the preoperative examination and evaluation, intraoperative pathology, and postoperative care are consistent with the perioperative period. not a single one.
"I'm on stage..."
Kawei looked embarrassed, and it was definitely not because he was nervous. This kind of scene was the same to him. What he was worried about was the difficulties faced by his colleagues who claimed to be gentlemen: "As a commoner, would it be too..."
This time even Ignatz, who had always been bold, felt it was outrageous.
The only people who can speak on the stage at the surgical conference of the College of Surgery are chief physicians with many years of experience in operating surgeries. Hills and Herman can only sit in on the stage after working for so many years. Standing on the podium is not only a symbol of strength, but also a symbol of status.
He knew very well the attitude of the stubborn upper class towards low-level civilians like Kawei. It was okay to boo and make things difficult, but he was afraid that those guys with titles would just knock him off the stage. I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle.
"On the ranking list given to my father, yours was the highlight. The highlight was his rhinoplasty surgery, and my appendix also had to be moved forward. Later, after listening to what I said about the surgery, he So I changed the order of the list.”
Ignatz shook his head: "Due to time constraints, in order to add your two surgeries, three doctors lost the opportunity to go on stage."
Kawei frowned: "Can't we extend the time?"
"It has already been a full seven hours of conference, divided into two parts, morning and afternoon. If it is extended any longer, it may have to be extended into the evening." Ignatz was also helpless, "And it was my father and his two students at the School of Surgery who said After all, I, the vice president, have limited powers."
"All right."
...
Ten minutes later, Kawei walked out of the office. Mick was still standing at the door waiting for him: "Let's go to the garden to talk."
His face returned to the way it looked when they met on No. 73. Without Li Ben's card, Kawei might have given him some face. But now with Li Ben, he has Ignatz on his back, Morasso on his left hand, and Laszlo on his right hand, so there is no need to be led by him.
"I have something to do in the ward right now, so why not do it at night?" Kawei said, "I will spare some time in the evening, and let's go across the street and chat slowly..."
Kawei's reaction was beyond Mick's imagination. In his mind, his request always came first: "I came here to see you for something urgent, not to chat over tea."
"Emergency? I have something urgent too. There are so many patients in the ward waiting for me to see them."
Mick hated the fact that the kite in his hand was not in control, and he still hoped to use the same old method to get rid of Kawei. He took two steps forward and lowered his voice: "Have you forgotten about Shaden and 102 as a couple? Or have you forgotten about Rosa who used to live next door to you?"
"Of course I haven't forgotten, but I'm very busy now." Kawei already has the capital to confront him head-on. "I have an operation in the afternoon, and I will have to spend all day tomorrow in the conference hall of the College of Surgery. I need to go on stage to address everyone. Vienna's chief surgeons report on the results of their work..."
At this point, he stretched out his finger: "...and twice!"
Mick had read the news in the newspaper and always felt that Kawei's ability was exaggerated. He always thought that Kawei was just a somewhat talented surgical assistant, and he never thought that he could climb so fast.
"This is just the work part, I also have many social activities."
Kawi continued: "The day after tomorrow is Count Morasso's wedding banquet. I can stay by his side as a personal doctor early in the morning, and I can't leave until the banquet is over in the evening. The day after tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the new campus of the hospital, Mr. Laszlo If I want to participate, I have to go, when the time comes..."
"Okay, okay." Mick finally heard what he meant, "I made a mistake just now, but I'm really in a hurry."
Seeing that he was like this, Kawei couldn't continue to be aggressive, so he asked: "What's the emergency?"
"I want to get Li Ben out."
"no."
Kawei directly rejected his request: "I know you can handle the police station and the court, but you can't handle his body."
"What do you mean?" Mick didn't understand medicine. "Isn't he alive?"
"Well, he is alive, but not very well." Kawei pointed to his thighs and arms and said, "All four wounds have ulcerated to varying degrees, especially the legs, which have been mostly torn apart."
"It sucks. I have to take him away."
"Li Ben already has a fever. If we leave now, I will probably die within a week."
"A week...is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, there is. I was the one who treated Count Morasso's wounds. I am 70% sure that he will survive." Kawei finally said this, "But you have to agree to one condition."
