Kraft has experienced the busiest month of his life.
My original life of giving a lecture in the morning and writing two pages of a book in the afternoon has undergone drastic and irresistible changes, running wildly in an uncontrollable direction.
The first thing that bears the brunt is the amount of courses he takes every day, which jumps from one large class to two classes, one on "Human Structure" and another on General Surgery to prepare for surgery, and there are other lecturers coming to listen to the class.
of.
Curriculum changes directly caused a series of domino-like effects.
He had to spend part of his afternoon sorting out anatomy and racking his brains to think about how to simplify the surgical content into something he could teach.
The first big difficulty was sterility, and he had to think hard about how to explain it to everyone.
The most direct way is "I think there are organisms around us that are too small to be seen." This sentence simply and effectively summarizes the concept of microorganisms.
This led to another problem. After finishing speaking, he had to find a way to prove his argument, which required the help of a microscope.
High-quality glass has only been available in Dunling for a while. The most feasible idea at present is to buy two pieces of transparent natural crystal, and then find someone to polish and assemble it. I don’t know if it can be used. There will be no hope for a while.
Already.
Speaking of instruments, he also needs to find a set of equipment to complete the distillation and obtain relatively pure and high-concentration alcohol so that he can disinfect the skin.
Because a simple surgery required a myriad of demands, which made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he was unable to find time to deal with most of them during class and preparation.
This was still a simple thing in the academy, but what was even worse was that he found that he had also become a part of the outrageous rumors in the medical school, and in a sense, he temporarily lost the permanent meal ticket he had just obtained and had not enjoyed it for a few days.
On the third day after completing the operation, he was warmly welcomed by Gris as soon as he stepped into the pub.
The man greeted Kraft loudly, announced to the audience that this excellent doctor had saved his daughter's life, and said that in order to celebrate this event, everyone present would have free beer.
People in various colleges had only heard of a figure in the medical school who dared to disembowel and treat living people. Now everyone knows what he looks like - the blond young medical school lecturer is Kraft.
But Kraft's blond hair, which is the same as Ryan's, is very recognizable. Coupled with his youthful features, people from various colleges soon brought the news back. Every time he entered the tavern, he would be attracted by people from other colleges.
recognize.
These students who were curious about Kraft stared at him as if they were watching magical animals. The bolder ones would come up to the table and ask all kinds of strange questions.
After several lunches, Kraft really couldn't bear the atmosphere, so he could only change out of his black robe every day and go to a tavern farther away from the college to eat.
He soon discovered that in this era of lack of entertainment, a shocking news spread countless times faster than he imagined, especially when a tavern owner testified about it.
This month, he had heard seven versions of the incident in at least five taverns, none of which was true.
Among them, the one with the lowest fantasy content is that Kraft comes from a long-standing family and has been researching medicine since before the Kingdom of North existed. He felt that his grandfather would not like this rumor.
The most outrageous thing is that Kraft made a deal with the devil before he could come up with such a terrifying treatment method. Kraft listened to the drunken man yelling beside him and kicked the stool under his butt before leaving.
These rumors gave Kraft a headache in every aspect, but being famous did bring him benefits in one aspect - patients came to his door.
As early as half a month, Liz's observation period reached half a month, and Lucius also had one month. After writing "no difference" time and time again on the daily inspection, Kraft's confidence also increased day by day.
Thanks to his growing reputation, there were actually people who were willing to come to the college for help. Most of the unlucky ones with bad stomachs were assigned to Lecturer Romolo, and Kraft screened out three cases he needed.
Kraft's initial idea was to extend the observation time for another half month, but after all, the patient arrived at the door and the diagnosis was completed.
In line with the ideological pressure of "no rescue means death", Kraft completed three operations again. At the same time, he further improved the conditions, changed the surgical consumables to finer cotton cloth, and covered everyone on and off the stage.
Put on the boiled linen hat, mask and outer robe.
Under this premise, he can allow a small number of people who are not involved in the operation to enter the on-site learning.
It's not that he doesn't want to use better and finer fabrics, but the cost limits his imagination. Wendeng Port is located in the north, and the climate cannot be said to be reluctant to cotton cultivation, it can only be said to be irrelevant.
All cotton products are shipped by sea, and the fact that they are used as surgical consumables already makes the cost less optimistic.
Unfortunately, under limited conditions, it is useless to take all precautions. There was still one case of surgical incision infection. Fortunately, it did not develop further into the abdominal cavity. It was later speculated that it was because there was no suitable thing for wound disinfection, or who was replacing it.
Contact in the dressing caused the problem.
This incident sounded the alarm for Kraft, who wrote operating procedures overnight and posted them on the wall, prohibiting those who did not memorize them from contact with patients. The issue of alcohol distillation was officially put on the agenda.
Liston felt that the current situation was very optimistic and suggested that these standards and "clarifications" be extended to amputation surgeries - this was the name he gave to the diluent.
Cheng Ming, the name sounds pretty good. Liston said he thought the liquid was as clear as water and very magical, so he named it.
Kraft and Lucius felt guilty, but did not tell him that it was indeed almost all water, so they approved the name. They claimed that it was a new drug developed by the medical school, so the idea of a family secret drug was naturally abandoned.
Amputation surgery is Liston's old profession. He has his own clinic outside the college, and the business is not bad. It is inevitable that someone will hurt himself in some dangerous operation at the port. In order to save money, he will deal with it hastily and continue on his own.
work.
Frequent contact and immersion in seawater led to serious infections with various germs, and the wounds were covered with unknown powders, which quickly deteriorated to the point of requiring quick service, so he never lacked patients.
But as a lecturer who specializes in anatomy, his rich knowledge can rarely be used in the patients' cries, and he can only choose to solve the problem within a few minutes. "Clearness" gave him hope.
After many attempts to persuade Kraft failed, Liston pulled him into the clinic to observe several amputation operations on the grounds that "the application of new surgical methods in amputation requires guidance", and successfully obtained the right to use the Clarifying Potion.
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Kraft restricted his dosage and only allowed it to be used cautiously in more serious amputation surgeries after assessing the specific situation. He also required that the patient's information be recorded and that the patient be reviewed regularly. If there was no review, follow-up was required. Lucius would be responsible.
Check out these written reports of his.
But facts have proven that as long as something is not completely under your control, it will develop unexpectedly.
Liston's clinic used up the small half cup of diluent given to him by Kraft within half a month. When he came to ask Kraft for more shares, Lucius brought a record of twenty-three
A medical record.
Indeed, they were all very serious cases. The relatively minor ones had several fingers rotten, which were described as "black, foul-smelling, and unconscious." Kraft could not accuse such extensive amputation surgery of being an abuse of clarity.
Potion.
This amount was much more than he expected.
But the stack of paper was much thinner than expected.
Kraft flipped through it quickly and found that only twelve had review records five days after surgery, and only three of them had review records ten days later.
Of the remaining eleven, two were found through door-to-door follow-up. Let alone the specific information about the others, we would not even know whether they were dead or alive after five days.
Kraft is not angry. He has been too busy to be angry. He is not that easy to be a legend. In addition to doubling his teaching and writing tasks every day, he also has to receive patients who come for help. Among them, there are often listeners.
He made even more outrageous demands based on outrageous rumors.
"Lecturer Liston, I need an explanation." Kraft raised his head from the pile of papers and looked tiredly at the two people standing awkwardly in front of him.
This attitude made Liston, who had expected to be scolded, even more uneasy. If Kraft had scolded him, he would have felt better, but the tired look on Kraft's face made him feel more and more guilty.
The good old man Lucius stood up and explained the problem to him.
"That's right. We have never had such an experience before. We thought it would be like the review of intussusception surgery. Parents would bring their children back, or the address would be as easy to find as Liz." He glanced at Kraft carefully.
, the hand on the table is turning to the next page of the medical record.
"So?" Kraft nodded, indicating for him to continue.
"At the beginning, we performed some amputations on some port employees and sailors. We told them to come back in five days and we could give them a free review."
"Yes, that's right."
"But only one sailor and employee came back. We went to the port to find those sailors and found a problem." Seeing that Kraft was not so angry, Lucius spoke more smoothly, "Most of the ships will not be in our port at all."
I stayed here for so long, so..."
This was a very good reason, and it was indeed Kraft who took it for granted. He decisively admitted his mistake: "Sorry, my problem, this review cycle is still too long."
"But it's not that few, right?"
"Well, it's like this." Liston continued what Lucius said and explained, "Later, we improved a bit. We did ask for the detailed address carefully, and they told us."
"That's right, then why are there only two follow-up reports?" Kraft gave up thinking and waited for his explanation.
"There are two problems with this. In fact, many of the employees do not have stable housing. They live temporarily in places where they find temporary jobs, and then leave after they finish their work. We went there five days later and couldn't find them."
"The other type is those who have families and fixed residences. The place where they live is different from the streets we often go to." Liston admitted his failure in frustration, "I don't know if you have ever been to Yantide.
District, it’s like a dirty place. They themselves don’t necessarily know whether the location described is correct, and it’s like walking through a maze for outsiders.”
"Their jobs are unstable and they have no money left. They have to take a day to review..."
"Dong dong dong." A knock on the door interrupted Liston's complaint.
"Is Lecturer Kraft here? Someone is looking for you."
"Okay, I'll come." Kraft stood up from his seat with difficulty, wondering what kind of strange patients and family members they were.
"I will make a new plan and hand it over to you tomorrow if I have time."