Kawei's question was actually a bit unnecessary, because Brenda had given birth to a daughter five years ago and was originally a multiparous woman. Moreover, Kawei had seen this little girl when he came to visit five days ago.
But the same question will have several meanings because everyone has different answers.
Kawei's question was definitely not about her daughter. The time was definitely after giving birth to her daughter. But Brenda seemed to have hidden this matter in her heart, and did not expect that Kawei could guess it, so she could not react for a while: "Didn't Dr. Kawei meet my daughter?"
"You know it's not her I'm asking about."
Kawei didn't beat around the bush, just looked at Brenda, hoping she could give him a clear answer.
Brenda hesitated for a moment and then laughed quickly: "Don't be ridiculous, doctor. My husband went to sea with the fleet shortly after I gave birth to my daughter. He just came back last year. How could she be pregnant?"
"But that's not what your uterus said." Seeing that she still wanted to defend herself, Kawei did not elaborate on the reasons, but just interrupted, "Don't rush to deny it. I hope you can believe that a woman who has successfully done The eyes of a doctor who performed a cesarean section.”
In fact, the answer is already obvious. The expression of the woman in front of me has already said something: "Dr. Kawei, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Your uterus is not thin, but it is scarred."
This sentence contains a lot of information. If it is explained with medical knowledge, it is an explanation of the cause of placenta implantation [1]. Brenda definitely doesn't understand medicine. In her eyes, Kavey is like a god who predicts the future: "Doctor Kavey, you are so amazing..."
Kawei sighed and lowered his voice: "Did you have an abortion?" [2]
For Catholic countries, this is a very heavy word, and both the perpetrator and the recipient of abortion will be severely punished [3]. So even though Brenda acquiesced to this statement, she didn't dare to nod: "You know I won't admit it."
Kawei nodded: "So you don't need to answer next, just blink. If it's right, blink, if it's wrong, don't move."
Brenda blinked.
"What method was used in the first place?" Kawei asked, and then gave many options, "Taking medicine?...Injecting liquid down there?...Or..."
[wink]
"What is it? Milk? Wine? Wort? Soapy water?"
[wink]
Although these were all expected by Kawei, because after a cesarean section, the uterus needs to rest for at least a year, he has specially learned about abortion and contraceptive methods in this era. Just relying on reading a book to understand it is a completely different experience than listening to a pregnant woman explain the process in person.
"It turned out to be soapy water..."
Just when Kawei confirmed the abortion method, Brenda shook her head slightly: "Actually, I not only drank it but also drank a lot, but the effect was not good. I know many girls who want to solve this problem on their own. Some people drank very boldly, but in the end they failed and had to seek help from certain people.”[4]
"So you used other methods?"
Brenda returned to her previous state of silence: [wink]
Kawei thought for a while and asked again: "Did a sharp weapon be used?"
[wink]
"Is it a long metal needle from the hospital?"
"..."
"Metal rod?"
"..."
"Long pincers?"
"..."
Kawei failed to guess three in a row, and suddenly thought that the other party might not have a medical background, and there must be no clues about the things he used, so he narrowed the scope to daily necessities: "It won't be a knitting needle used at home. Well...could it be a quill?"
[wink]
too crazy!
"Because if it fails, I will probably die. After the forensic examination, we will know that it is because..." Brenda stopped talking, "so she took a lot of risks to help us."
"I understand, don't be nervous, I'm just confirming my guess." Kawei comforted, "You lost a lot of blood during the operation, so you'd better take good care of yourself first."
Seeing that Kawei did not ask further questions, Brenda was relieved, but she did not dare to let him go easily. She moved her body with difficulty, reached out and pulled Kawei's arm hard, and asked worriedly: "You won't tell anyone, right? I have two children who need to be taken care of, and they can't live without me."
"Don't worry." Kawei said, "Protecting patients' privacy is the most basic professional ethics of doctors, not to mention that I don't know anything."
"..."
Brenda stared at him intently, and after a while, she slowly let go of her hand and said thank you.
Kawei cleared his throat and continued to talk about what you need to pay attention to after the operation: "The operation will cause great harm to your uterus. The incision is in the uterus, so you have to wait at least two years before you can get pregnant."
"It takes that long?"
"Because pregnancy causes the uterus to swell, the sutures can easily break."
In this era of unrestrained childbirth, Kawei knew how difficult it was to prevent pregnancy, so he deliberately lengthened the recovery time to avoid trouble after cesarean section: "Don't worry, after all, it's not something you can control alone. , I will also tell your husband this."
"Thanks......"
The second thank you was far more cordial than the previous one, but Kavi could still see her helplessness. In fact, Kawei was also helpless, because in this strange era, even doctors were not allowed to spread contraceptive methods.
So he didn't say anything, but "very accidentally" left a piece of paper with several lines of letters spliced together. 【5】
The things should be of the same type as those used in modern times, but Kawei didn't know how to make them. Considering the price of rubber, making your own is much cheaper than buying the finished product directly. This is the method he found from the library, and it is the limit of what he can do. If Nora remarries, Kawei will also give her a copy.
...
No matter how difficult the world is, at least the cesarean section operation was successful and the mother and child were safe.
The success of the operation directly reassured Chino and Laszlo, who were sitting in the VIP seats, that oxytocin was indeed effective, at least the uterus shrank at the last moment.
In fact, even if it is useless, the anticoagulant effect of sodium citrate demonstrated by Kawei is enough to change the surgical landscape. As long as surgery still has a place in medicine, as long as people are injured, and as long as there are wars in the world, blood transfusion will definitely have its future.
After the operation, the tripartite agreement between Chino, Laszlo and Kavi took effect immediately, and the scope of cooperation was also extended to anticoagulants.
However, for Kawei, pharmaceutical companies are just a means to improve medical standards, and making money is not his real purpose. What really makes him feel profitable is the growth in status and status.
In a sense, this was the first complex surgery that Carvey had actually handled as a surgeon. While receiving much applause, his position within the Municipal General Hospital became more secure.
This status quickly became leverage in the dean's decisions.
The income of tens of thousands of crowns from one operation was enough to force the director to break the previous cooperation agreement with the theater. After all, the penalty for breaking the contract was only 8,000 kronor, and it only took a cesarean section on Kawei to get the money back, which was so easy.
At the same time, this status also gave Kawei the capital to bargain with the dean. After all, the previous account sharing percentage was too unreasonable, and he had to increase his income ratio.
"I only need 20% for other simple surgeries, but half for a cesarean section."
Kawei is not evil: "As long as someone in Vienna can successfully complete a cesarean section, the share can be reduced by one percentage point until it drops back to 20%. This share rate also applies to other innovative operations, of course, the difficulty of these new operations It’s definitely comparable to a cesarean section.”
The director needs to consider the long-term development of the hospital, and he must have some different views on this requirement: "I know your cesarean section is very powerful, but it is also innovative, and Professor Ignatz's cleft lip repair is equally successful, but he did not Such excessive demands.”
"Cleft lip repair?"
"Yes, Professor Ignatz only wants a 20% share."
Kawei had forgotten about this surgery and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, I also have a share of credit for this new surgery."
"I heard Ignatz say this, but now he is the creator of the new technique."
Kawei did not deny this: "Dean, do you think I will stop here?"
"This...I know that this cesarean section was very successful, and I am optimistic about your future cesarean section success rate. It's just..." The dean is an ordinary person after all. , “It’s just that surgical innovation is too difficult.”
Kawei didn't take his suspicion seriously at all, and it was impossible to reveal his experience to him. He just turned everything into a threat and tried his best to get his share.
Only by showing that he is striving for interests can he pave the way for future reforms in the operating room.
Kavi took out a College of Surgery member badge that Waterman put into his hand after the operation, and said: "I should be the youngest member of the College of Surgery in the history of the empire, and I didn't include autologous blood transfusions. That's very sincere. If the dean insists on doing that, I'm afraid I can only follow Dr. Hills' example..."
"I understand." The dean interrupted him in time, "Just do what you just said, but you have to keep the money a secret."
"No problem, I understand the rules."
After Kawei finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but then the dean stopped him again: "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"I have two more things here." The dean opened the drawer next to his desk, and there was a letter lying inside. "I have received a recruitment letter from a military hospital. I hope I can provide qualified surgeons to enter the military medical field. Do training systematically.”
Kawei immediately thought of the big event he heard Kino talk about in the theater before, and quickly refused: "I'm not interested in military doctors, as long as I can work in the hospital with peace of mind."
"Don't worry." The dean said with a smile, "The Empire is a martial artist. This is just a training. It is the honor of every doctor to enter the military medical system. If you can contribute to the military medicine, maybe you will be able to return to the military after completing the training." Can get the Imperial Meritorious Service Medal.”
Pie!
It's just a fool's errand. The Imperial Merit Medal would not be so easy to get, otherwise Ignatz would have been covered with it based on his experience.
There were several black lines on Kawei's forehead: "Isn't this mandatory?"
"Of course it's not mandatory, it definitely requires my consent."
"That's good." Kawei smiled and left the sofa, bowing slightly to him, "Dean, goodbye."
"you......"
Before he could say anything, Kawei had already turned around and left the office.
...
It is definitely not a coincidence that the recruitment letter for military doctors was sent to the hospital at this time. The war is imminent.
Kawei didn't know whether Kino could delay the start of the war, nor did he know how the war would develop. At least in his scant knowledge of foreign history, Vienna had not been invaded by foreign countries and should be safe here.
But to be on the safe side, he also needs to be prepared for this war.
While sitting on the carriage home, Kawei had already found several escape routes. There is Russia to the east, Britain, France and the United States across the ocean to the west. As long as he has the skills in his hands and understands the local language, he can go anywhere.
As long as we get the news and developments of the war in time, we can react at the critical moment, and then...
...No more!
He sat on the carriage and looked at the door of his apartment in the distance. He originally thought about taking a shower when he got home, summarizing all the previous surgeries, and polishing up the paper he had been revising recently.
Unexpectedly, there was an acquaintance standing at the gate.
An acquaintance he least expected to see.
"Car driver, go straight ahead!" Kavela lowered the curtains, raised his hand and knocked on the window, saying, "I'm not going home."
"Huh? Won't reply?"
"Yes, I suddenly remembered that I left something behind in the hospital." Kawei said anxiously, "I have to go back now. Let's just turn around and go back to the hospital at the intersection ahead."
The coachman was doubtful, but since it was the passenger's request, he had no reason to refuse. He could only loosen the reins that had just been tightened, and flicked the whip in his hand: "Okay then."
The carriage went straight forward, and Kawei hid in the carriage, waiting for the carriage to turn in front to avoid this big trouble.
But since this was a big trouble, it couldn't be avoided so easily. Just as the carriage was about to pass the door of the apartment, the man rushed out: "Is it Dr. Carvey's carriage?"
The coachman didn't reply and just kept driving forward.
"Kavi, I have something urgent to ask you!"
"..."
"Stop! Stop the car quickly!"
"..."
"If it doesn't stop I'll shoot!!!"
This is not a bluff, the opponent does have a gun in his hand.
The coachman had never seen such a battle before. After hearing this, he quickly tightened the reins. As soon as the horse's hooves stopped, he screamed twice, rolled out of the car and ran into the depths of the alley.
The other party did not cause trouble for him, but slowly walked to the car, raised his hand and knocked on the window like Kawei: "Dr. Kawei, this is your home, why are you running?"
"It turns out to be Count Morasso. I remembered that I had not finished some work and was going to go back to the hospital." Kawei awkwardly opened the curtains, opened the door with a smile, and said, "The Count is so interested, why did you think of coming to me?" Here? But I’m afraid I don’t have time today, how about we get together another day?”
"I don't have time to waste." Morasso grabbed his wrist, "I have something to do with you! It's a big deal!"
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I'm thinking about where to post the protagonist's paper. The main text is obviously inappropriate, but it's too little to say that this chapter can only be 150 words at a time. So in the end there are two places, one is the author’s words, which is this position, and the other is related to the work. I personally prefer the latter.
