In fact, the development of military hospitals is less than a century old. In military activities in the 18th century or earlier, there was almost no concept of military hospitals. The replacement was a large number of tents or some small residential buildings that could be occupied. It was not until the late 18th century that temporary buildings that could be called military hospitals slowly appeared.
During the Napoleonic period, military hospitals with a capacity of 300-500 beds officially became a "safe haven" for soldiers on the battlefield.
But this harbor is not only dirty, but also extremely fragile, and can be penetrated by small changes at any time.
In Kawei's view, the military hospital settings along the entire Western Front were extremely unreasonable. A central hospital capable of treating 1,000 people was built in the frontline town of Muchen. It was a very stupid act, but it was enough to demonstrate the confidence of its builders in the Austrian army.
If the Austro-Saharan coalition + Lamin's Sixth Army successfully defeats the main Prussian force, the Western Front battlefield will advance dozens of kilometers, separated by the Isar River, and the Muchen General Hospital will become a real rear hospital. And this will also be foresight.
But now.
Of course, Kawei was not in the mood to discuss this issue of the past with Etler, the former director of Muchen General Hospital. After all, it was not up to him to decide where to build a large hospital with a capacity of 1,000 people. The final decision rested with Edinson.
If we analyze it in detail, the power structure of the small Mu Chen General Hospital is far more complicated than Kawei imagined.
Although Etler was the dean, his identity as a dentist was not recognized by his colleagues and he lacked knowledge of medical and surgical diagnosis and treatment. He was a puppet from the beginning of his tenure. Compared to today's chaos, he seems more useful, becoming a puppet who manages logistics and accounting.
Mainly responsible for the meals, nutrition, hospital beds, bedding, hospital clothing, material warehouse and material supply for the wounded soldiers.
But the person who is really responsible for this is the inspector sent here by the Military Medical Service, a certain deputy inspector under Count Morasso.
"Where are the deputy inspectors?" Kawei looked at the hospital management list, hoping to sort out people who could be used by him. "The hospital has clear regulations. The president manages the doctors and nurses, and the inspector manages the logistics and other personnel allocation. How did I get to you?"
"The deputy inspector got separated during the retreat." Etler was also helpless. "Right now, material supply and personnel supply are more important than treatment, so I took charge of it on his behalf."
"Treatment." Kawei glanced at him and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, that's it."
From the beginning Etler was a hollow figure, and the real power of the hospital was dispersed in the hands of three other people, the chief surgeons and surgeons, plus a deputy inspector. As the army retreated and the deputy inspector disappeared, the two doctors now had the most power in Gablenz's medical system.
Originally, they could coexist peacefully without disturbing each other, but now the situation has changed.
The basic structural framework of Muchen General Hospital has been destroyed, the wounded and medical patients are mixed together, and the scope of responsibility has seriously overlapped. At this time, the power will appear particularly chaotic. Those who should be managed will be ignored, and those who should not be managed will be indiscriminately managed. In the end, the injured soldiers will be the unlucky ones.
"Where are the two chief doctors?" Kawei asked.
"The sick should be treated in the convent of St. Thomas."
"St. Thomas Monastery?" Kawei is currently at the Osage Allied Forces Station, and there is also a temporary military hospital here. "There is also a hospital there?"
"right."
"Then why not integrate the two hospitals? Resources can be shared and people will not have to travel back and forth."
Etler sighed softly: "When we retreated here, there were too many wounded soldiers. We could only build a temporary military hospital at St. Thomas' monastery, church and two surrounding schools in the center of the city. But there were too few beds there. So after the military garrison was determined, arrangements were made to set up a temporary military hospital in the barracks."
According to Etler, the ones in the city center are for treating patients, while the ones in the barracks are mainly responsible for rehabilitation.
It sounds like a serious matter, but after actually going to the scene and seeing this kind of hospital with his own eyes, Kawei realized that the so-called temporary military hospital was completely different from what he thought. They merely brought together the sick and wounded and rarely performed medical functions.
As for "admission" and "rehabilitation", there is no difference. If you put aside Etler's name as the director, they seem to be two completely independent hospitals.
Kawei has limited manpower and cannot take care of the monastery in the center of the city for the time being: "Dean Etler, I suggest that my team temporarily take over the surgical work of the barracks hospital. Do you have any objections?"
Etler didn't dare to have any opinions. After experiencing the fiasco and rout on the Isar River, he just hoped that he could return to Hungary alive and not go to any bullshit battlefield again. So after hearing Kawei's suggestion, Etler immediately gave up his power: "No objection, Dr. Kawei is fully qualified to be the dean."
"Thank you, Dean Etler, for your cooperation."
"However." Etler hesitated, thought for a while and then said, "Now during this special period, the inspector has disappeared again. The hospital in the barracks is actually under the control of Deputy Marshal Laming."
"Why is the deputy marshal in charge?" Kawei looked at the 40-year-old dentist with some surprise, "There are only 300 beds here, and the number of injured soldiers does not exceed 500. Plus some who are originally unwell, the scale is It’s just a small and medium-sized hospital, why let the deputy marshal manage it?”
Etler had no choice: "We were taken over when we retreated. Firstly, the number of doctors was really small, so finding local doctors became a top priority. Secondly, someone in the ward spread rumors, and the deputy marshal said that this would shake the morale of the army. , so I took over.”
This change was unexpected by Kawei. He had never seen any coach personally interfere with the work of the military hospital.
Just like the troops of three armies were assembled on the Northern Front, none of the three commanders had the power to interfere with the Olmitz Fortress Hospital. They basically only cared about their own army's medical team and temporary rescue center. But even so, their concern is just a simple inquiry. Military doctors can maintain the greatest freedom to practice medicine within a reasonable framework.
Kawei was a little embarrassed, but then he thought about it. After all, Lamin was a direct descendant of Archduke Brecht. He had a letter from the Archduke, so it was fitting that he would take over the hospital.
But before officially taking over here, you really have to go to the command post and report yourself.
The barracks hospital is not large and is supported by four large tents. In addition to the big tent, the four interconnected corridors are also crowded with various patients.
Judging from the size of the tent used, this is the temporary rescue center of the Sixth Army led by Laming, and the medical care also comes from the Sixth Army.
So after Kawei entered the command post to express his intention, Laming decisively rejected Kawei's request: "Etler? I don't know Etler, I only know the temporary rescue center of the Sixth Army. This is the Sixth Army On this territory, the temporary rescue center is under my jurisdiction and management. This is clearly stipulated in the military rules and regulations."
Kawei wanted to move out of Archduke Brecht at this time, but the other party refused to give in: "I suffered a defeat, and I am still a little dizzy, but I still recognize German. The Archduke did not let you take over this place at all, but came here Support here.”
In ordinary people's understanding, support means help, rather than occupying a magpie's nest. But in Kawei's mind, as long as it is related to patients, everything needs to be the best. It's okay to be a pure surgeon and perform surgeries, but at least you have to change the ward and operating room according to your own requirements.
Otherwise, if the injured who had just been rescued two days ago died of some inexplicable nosocomial infection, Kawei would definitely feel unwilling to do so: "I think it will be too late to make these requests to me by then."
Laming drank the lunch soup that had just been delivered and said: "It's not too late. This hospital is running well now and no one else needs to intervene. Of course, if Dr. Kawei is willing to stay and help, I support it with both hands." "
When it comes to this, Kawei will not force it.
Originally, the military doctor had no real power, and the other party was actually the deputy marshal. Fighting to death was not an option. Since no one was allowed to take over here, Kawei thought of leaving a surgical team to help, and he took the others to the monastery in the center of the city to see.
But just as he was about to leave the command post, there was a noise outside the door, and two gunshots could be faintly heard.
Lamin had just sent a reconnaissance post to the outskirts of Gablenz this morning, and he knew very well that the Prussian troops were stationed in the southwest corner of the outskirts, a full 10 kilometers away from here. The hand-to-hand combat that had just ended caused considerable casualties to both troops, and the Prussians would not attack in a short time.
Even if there was a sneak attack, Gablenz's fortifications would be enough to withstand it for several days, and the first thing heard would be the sound of artillery.
In addition to these, Lamin is also very aware of the difference between the sound of his own rifle and the Prussian rifle. He has heard it too much in the past few days.
There was so much evidence in front of him, but Lamin still acted very cautiously. While trying to appease Kavi, who had just arrived, and establish his calm image, he quickly stood up and picked up the saber and military cap placed aside, preparing to put them on. Jacket went out to see what happened.
"Hogany!"
At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door, and a guard soldier came in: "Deputy Marshal, what's the matter?"
"What's going on in the camp? Why are there gunfire?"
"Gunshots?" Hogan obviously didn't hear it. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Maybe they are exterminating rats. There are many rats around the burial pit. Maybe some people can't catch them because they can run away too well. I chose to shoot."
Only then did Laming realize that he had made a false alarm and put the military cap back on his head: "I said you can't shoot at will in the barracks. Did they not take what I said as an order?"
"Deputy Marshal, please rest assured, there won't be a next time!"
However, just as he finished speaking, two more gunshots were heard in the ears of the three of them, this time the sound was clearer than before.
"If the gunshots had appeared before your words, I might have believed it." Laming took off his military cap again and put it on his head, his face extremely solemn, "Indiscriminate shooting in the barracks is not something worth boasting about. It’s a fine tradition. I have to go out and see who is doing this!”
The barracks was in chaos, and many people had already walked out of their tents and walked toward where the gunshots came from. However, the location of the chaos was beyond everyone's expectation.
"Isn't this a morgue?" Laming looked at an earthen house in the distance and was surprised.
"General!"
"Can anyone tell me what happened?"
"The gunfire seems to have come from there." Several soldiers nearby were discussing, "But we don't know what happened specifically."
"Just now, a wounded soldier suddenly woke up, and soon he had some small disputes with others."
"Awake? Awakened from the morgue?"
"Yes, he woke up. This poor guy was brought here. His hands and feet were tied together for burial. Who knew he suddenly woke up just before the burial? It is said that someone heard something going on in the morgue and ran in. Look, the guy is untying his feet."
"How do you know so clearly?"
"Well, I was the one who went in to see what was going on."
"Then why do you need to shoot?" Laming was puzzled. "It is clearly stated in the barracks that no shooting is allowed!"
The crowd gradually moved closer to the morgue. There was a five-on-one siege at the door, and the surrounding area was crowded with onlookers. The rifle as the "murder weapon" had been thrown to the ground, and the "protagonist" was lying on the ground under the beating of other people's sticks and broom handles.
"General!"
Upon hearing Lamin's arrival, the five of them stood up straight and saluted: "General!!!"
"What happened? Who shot?"
"It's him. He seemed to have just woken up from the bed in the morgue. We also wanted to ask which unit he belonged to and send him back. Who knew he couldn't even speak clearly, so he started a dispute with us. Not only did he take away He took our rifles, roared like a mad dog, talked a lot of nonsense, and finally tried to shoot us."
The whole thing wasn't really a big deal, it was just someone accidentally pulling the trigger.
Thanks to the efforts of everyone, the mentally disturbed "prisoner" was beaten again until he fainted again. This was considered enough punishment, and the matter passed quickly and lightly.
But in Kawei's eyes, the cause and effect of the incident and the bizarre development direction during the period were more outrageous than anything he knew about the hospital: "Shouldn't the focus be before the shooting?"
"What do you mean?" Laming returned to his temporary command post and expressed doubts about Kawei's question, "Can you speak more clearly?"
"Why did the soldier wake up in the morgue?"
"Oh, that's what you're asking about." Laming, who has served in the army for twenty years, is well-informed. "We have fought several fierce battles in succession, and the military doctors are very busy. In this case, it is wrong to Judgment of life and death is an extremely normal thing, nothing to make a fuss about."
"Then what if he doesn't wake up?"
"Didn't wake up?" Laming suddenly grinned, "Doesn't it mean that he is completely dead if he doesn't wake up?"
(End of chapter)
