At first, the three of them had illusions about Shanwang's so-called joining, thinking that the other party was just a temporary favor, or that Kawei had put some pressure on them, and it was far from being that outrageous to stay.
After all, they had just been scolded the day before, so sending someone here now would increase their competitive drive, which was very reasonable. Moreover, the other party is in Paris, has a school and a teacher, and the group has to return to Vienna after the tour is over.
More importantly, this is a yellow man.
At this time, East Asian countries had not yet started the trend of studying abroad.
There were still four years before the Westernization Movement, and only a handful of people came; two years before the Meiji Restoration, all the people who came were secret officials from the shogunate.
East Asians have feudal and conservative ideas, their science and technology are greatly backward, and their knowledge is out of the question. Letting such a person into Europe's top surgical team is obviously a bit out of character for Kawei.
Of course they don't want this to happen. There are so many medical doctors in Europe, and many good candidates can be found in Vienna. Why do they need an East Asian who can't even speak French well?
"Your French is really..." Beget, who has pure aristocratic blood, took the lead in attacking, "I think the communication efficiency is too low. It would be more efficient to give us the medical history and let us look at it directly. "
Faced with their interests being divided, Heman and Damirgaon also agreed.
"I can't help it. The main language in our country is English, and very few people know French." Shanwang explained according to the method taught by Kawei, "If you knew English, I wouldn't have to work so hard."
"It doesn't matter, we just need to understand French."
Berget walked up to him with a smile, and despite all the hard work, brought out a medical record: "You can go back to work, and you won't have to..."
The conversation stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation. Seeing that something was wrong, the other two people also joined in. Only then did they realize that the problem was already more serious than they thought.
These are indeed medical histories written by Kawei. From the rigorous logical structure to the detailed ward rounds and treatment content, some of Kawei's writing style can be seen. But none of the three people could understand the specific meaning inside, because they were all handwritten in English by Shanwang.
"Why are these all in English?"
"Because there are many medical terms in French that I don't understand, so I can only use English." Shanwang explained, "Don't worry, my teacher Huang Kuan is a PhD in pathological anatomy who graduated from the University of Edinburgh School of Medicine. Technical terms won’t be a problem.”
The three of them looked at each other, having already forgotten Kawei's previous suggestion for them to learn more English.
There were two roads before them now.
After Ichijo asked Shanwang to leave, they had to go to the university medical school to find an English-French medical dictionary and slowly translate it based on the comparison. The other is to keep people behind, put aside unnecessary pride, and save the trouble of translation.
No matter how you look at it, the first one seems unrealistic.
Let’s not talk about the difficulty of translation. Whether we can find this dictionary is a matter of time, not counting the time required for translation. Seeing that they were going to undergo two surgeries the next day, they didn't even know the patient's name or condition. It was definitely not possible.
The three of them quickly compromised: "Forget it, just dictate it and we'll just write it down."
Shanwang continued his medical history report. Although he was in a hurry in French, the focus was clear and it saved a lot of time.
According to Kawei's request, he briefly explained the operations of two common patients, focusing on ectopic pregnancy and craniotomy hematoma removal, which none of the three had encountered. After more than half a year of training, the three of them had a surgical understanding far beyond that of their peers, and they quickly understood the key points in the surgery.
Medical history notes, simplified drawings of surgical procedures compared with anatomical atlases, as well as preoperative preparations and postoperative responses, all appeared in their small notebooks.
But their real focus is on the next surgery patients.
The surgical tour show seemed to focus on Kawei, and what others came to see was Kawei's operations and surgical techniques. But only the three of them knew that with Kawi's style on stage, it was the assistants who needed to worry.
"Dr. Kawei's surgeries are still mainly for cesarean sections. The first one tomorrow afternoon will be a 31-year-old multiparous woman in bed 45 of the obstetrics ward." Shanwang suddenly spoke much more fluently, without any unnecessary ums and ums. Ah, just like a normal French doctor, "It was diagnosed as placenta previa."
"How many weeks pregnant are you pregnant?"
"Teacher Hugill judged that it was already 36 weeks+, and it will be 37 weeks soon."
"How much bleeding?"
"Not much, still within the controllable range." Shanwang said, "I have been in the hospital for two months and everything is normal. In fact, we should wait a little longer, but Teacher Hujier is worried that once she gives birth naturally, it will cause difficulties. It can stop the heavy bleeding, so it is always recommended that mothers go for a cesarean section."
"Dr. Kawei is here, no need to fight anymore." Berget said with a smile.
Herman frowned and touched him lightly with his shoulder very sensibly: "Don't say that, even Kawei will be nervous when encountering placenta previa. A large part of the treatment for that kind of heavy bleeding needs to be completely ignored. Good luck can’t be overcome every time.”
Although Berget agreed with him on the surface, he still had his own thoughts in his heart.
According to Kawei's method, first ligating the uterine artery can directly offset most of the sources of bleeding. Coupled with oxytocin and fundal massage, as well as his proud technique of quickly delivering the fetus and removing the placenta, I really can't think of anything else to worry about.
"Have you started preparing blood?"
"We have already found some reporters, and they hope to enter the operation site." Shanwang had many questions about blood types, so when Damirgang opened his mouth, he asked, "Is there really a blood difference between people? "
"Yes, different types of blood will clot when they come into contact with each other." Damirgang explained, "There have been cesarean sections before, so blood preparation should be done."
"I did it, that's what I did."
"Isn't it just a clot? You need to use the same kind without coagulation. This can ensure the smooth flow of blood vessels."
"How many kinds are there?"
Shanwang suddenly asked a question that none of them had thought about, making the three of them realize that they had just been working behind Kawei and had long lost their original excitement for medical exploration.
Damirgaon thought for a while and said: "Specific ones...Doctor Kawei didn't seem to have said anything."
Berget looked at the two of them: "I certainly didn't say that."
"He is only 18 years old and has not done many medical experiments. He is already very impressive if he can discover that blood is classified." Herman seemed to be very interested in this issue. "Now that we know that blood is different, how can we judge whether blood is classified or not?" How many kinds?”
"You can collect more blood for group experiments, and distinguish the clotted ones."
"Yes, for example, if there is condensation between a and a, then if b and the other condensation also occur, you can mix them with a and see. If condensation also occurs, then the tube can be labeled c..."
Under Shanwang's casual question, the four of them began to think divergently, and slowly came to the truth about blood types.
The judgment method they imagined was the same as what Karl Landsteiner did when he discovered blood types in 1900. The testing method is not difficult. As long as the sample size is large enough, the three types of blood can be temporarily determined by a, b.
In fact, for Kawei, there are several blood types, which is the most basic common sense. At first, he didn't mention it just to make it easier to explain, but he forgot it after a long time. It was impossible to have a blood bank in the 19th century, so in the end who had what blood type had to be tested and no effort was spent to determine one by one.
At first, he just hoped that Good Hope would bring some pressure to these three guys, but he did not expect that such a chemical reaction would form.
Of course, this is also the result that Kawei is happy to see, but now he is not in the mood or energy to care about it, because the auction has entered the middle period when the real shopping begins.
"The 10th lot is a gilt chime clock." Bernard introduced, "There seem to be some differences from the pair of chimes in the Palace of Fontainebleau, but they are of the same kind in terms of craftsmanship. The only shortcoming is the size. .The starting price is 800 francs.”
"800!"
"900!"
"1100!"
Different from the previous auctions, the appearance of the gilt chimes directly raised the auction to a higher level and attracted the attention of many people. Bidding was no longer limited to Cavill and Eugenie.
But the final focus still has to fall in the hands of these two people.
"2,500 francs."
Eugenie's expression showed that money was just a bunch of meaningless numbers in her eyes. The reason why she was sitting here bidding was simply because she wanted to bid, otherwise she could have someone send it to the palace just by saying it casually.
In comparison, Kawei was not so comfortable.
"2,600 francs."
"Okay, 2,600 francs..."
Bernard knew the value of the chimes, and he could get some clues from the frequency of the two bidding, so he omitted many unnecessary words and just relied on his sight to make Eugenie continue to increase the price: "2,800 francs."
"The Queen bids 2,800 francs, is there anything else..."
"3,000 francs." Kavi continued to raise his hand, raising the price by the same amount as her.
Eugenie saw that Kawei was bound to win, and couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Kawei, how can you move such a big chime back to Vienna? It's better to leave it in my palace, and someone will take care of it day and night. .....3200 francs.”
"It doesn't matter, Your Majesty the Queen." Kawei replied with a smile, "Compared with the auction price, the shipping fee is nothing, 3,500 francs."
"3,500 francs!" Bernard looked at Kavi and raised his voice even louder.
Eugenie blinked her eyes, her expression no longer as clear as before when she looked at the child. It was obvious that she had some grit unique to the adult world: "I heard that Dr. Carvey just saved the life of a pregnant woman two days ago?"
In Kawei's view, cesarean section plays more of a role in relieving difficult labor, and is still a little far from saving lives.
Kawei didn't react for a while. He was stunned for a while before he realized: "Oh, it was just a cesarean section. Fortunately, the mother and child are safe."
Eugenie did not raise her hand again, and personally broke the bidding rhythm that she and Kawei had set up before, and turned down the heat: "When I heard the news about the cesarean section from Mr. Edward, to be honest, I was still very disappointed. Exciting."
"Cesarean section does require some skill."
"I'm a mother too, and I know what those mothers went through."
Eugenie suddenly stopped bidding, causing the entire audience to fall into silence, but the most confused person was Bernard on the stage. He didn't know whether he should interrupt at this time and continue bidding in the auction, or wait until Eugenie and Cavie finished talking before placing the hammer.
"I heard that you will stay in Paris for about a month." Eugenie looked at Bernard, forcing him to suspend the auction. "Will Dr. Carvey perform a cesarean section next?"
"Of course, this is the main purpose of my coming to Paris," said Carvey.
"Okay then." Eugenie suddenly stood up and said with a smile to Cavil who followed him, "I hope Dr. Cavill's surgery goes well and he will teach this great surgery to every French doctor who aspires to become an outstanding obstetrician. . I don’t want the stuff anymore. If no one raises the price, I’ll give it up.”
The behavior pattern of nobles and royals always makes Kawei unable to understand, and he doesn't understand the reason why she does this. She just feels that she is not really here for these auction items.
But one thing is certain, that is, Eugenie seemed to have given up on the auction, and finally just said something in the attendant's ear before pulling Yin Lisabai away. He bought the gilt bell for 3,500 francs, and without Eugenie's competition, almost all of the subsequent items became Cavell's.
"Jade screen for 3,000 francs, deal done!"
"Jade seal for 3,300 francs, deal done!"
Bernard's valuation fluctuated to a certain extent, not only for the Oriental collection, but also for some other works of art, but fortunately they all exceeded Elie Jean's reserve price, which was considered a success.
The entire auction lasted for more than an hour, and finally came to the last lot: "Lot No. 22, an enamel unicorn, with a starting price of 2,000 francs."
Kavi still raised his hand as always, but the attendant who had been standing on the sidelines jumped in front of him: "5,000 francs!"
This sudden change caught Kawei off guard, and at the same time, he immediately understood the true purpose of Eugenie's visit, this French unicorn. In comparison, those previous things may be dispensable gifts.
"5,500 francs."
Kawei added 500 francs for the first time, but the other party didn't give him any face at all: "10,000 francs!"
The price rose directly to Bernard's estimate, making the auction site extremely lively, and voices urging Kavi to bid could be heard everywhere. Bernard could also feel the strong competition inside, but this time he no longer responded with bidding techniques, but waited for Kawei to react first.
The value of the appraiser itself lies in giving an appropriate valuation to an item. If the enamel unicorn is really bid at a height much higher than the valuation, then its value will be low.
Bernard definitely didn't want this to happen, but he couldn't violate the rules of the auction, so after a pause, he chose to lower the atmosphere in the venue with a calm tone: "10,000 francs, is there any increase in price?"
"12,000 francs!"
As soon as Cavei raised his hand and quoted the price, the attendant once again beat his price: "20,000 francs."
