Chapter 117 114. Business in the theater

Laslow was a pure businessman and had no title of nobility.

In the past, he might have cared about his civilian origin and wanted to try to show off. But after experiencing that uprising revolution [1], Laslow suddenly felt that the title seemed less important, and money really determined his identity and destiny.

Now, he proved with practical actions that his original choice was not wrong.

In Hungary, he has never had a title, but his status is no worse than anyone else. Even when he talks with Count Julo Andrashi, the spiritual leader of Budapest, they just call each other's names without too much etiquette.

After coming to Austria, he could spend some money to buy an earl at any time as long as he wanted. However, at Morasso's wedding banquet, Laslow politely declined Queen Elizabeth's suggestion for title.

At least the relationship between Austro-Hungary is subtle now. There are consensus but differences between the two sides in several meetings, and the final result has not been clarified.

The prospects are still unclear, and Laslow is unwilling to express his attitude so early.

The situation in China and Europe is complicated, Austria is in the center of interests, and all parties in the east, south, west and north are under pressure. As half of the agent of Count Andrach, he not only needs to seek business opportunities in Austria and maintain economic exchanges between the two places, but also has to learn more about himself and make full preparations for future development.

The one I was invited to meet today was an old business friend. I was very active between Germany, Italy and Austria recently, and I could just exchange some information from him.

It was set at 3:00 pm. Laslow had lunch leisurely, changed into a formal outfit and was about to leave. The housekeeper suddenly walked upstairs: "Master, Doctor Kavi is here."

"Hmm? Didn't it mean that the experimental report will take two days, why did it come today?"

Laslow looked in the mirror and was about to stop the servant who was wearing his bow tie when he suddenly thought of something: "It's not a bad thing. Go and ask him if he had had lunch. If he didn't eat it, let the kitchen quickly make some decent people to fill his stomach."

"I just asked, Dr. Kavi came after dinner."

Laslow straightened his bow tie and chose a purple-black coat: "Since I've eaten it, let him get on the carriage quickly, and I'll get there after I pick out my boots and canes."

"Okay Master."

Fifteen minutes later, Laslow's private carriage left the estate.

Kawei was a little confused by this operation, but heard from the butler that Laslo was going to meet someone today: "I didn't expect you to be so busy and it was not the time to come. I have brought all the animal experimental reports on oxytocin, including the dosage, the effects and symptoms."

"No hurry," said Laslow, "and take it out when you get to the place."

Kawei closed the black bag on hand: "Where are we going?"

"Castle Theatre." Laslow said with a smile, "Go to meet someone with me."

"Who are you going to meet?"

Laslow opened the glass window and looked out the car: "I went to meet an old friend. I originally wanted to talk about the silk business he was good at. But since you are here, I can try to ask him if he has any interest in establishing a pharmaceutical factory in a joint venture."

The car passed through the Ringcheng Avenue, circled around the city center, and then arrived at the entrance of the Castle Theater.

"He is Italian and likes opera ballet, so every time he talks with him, he has to position himself in the theater first." Laslow got off the carriage and took Cave directly into the theater. "By the way, I remember you are Italian, right?"

Kavey followed him and replied, "I was born in Lombardy, but I have German descent."

"Oh, Lombardy, remember, have you inherited the Baron now?"

"The king has nodded, but it is just a formal proof that it has not yet come down."

"It will be easier to deal with a title. He values ​​this kind of thing more. After all, there are too many scammers these days, and it is more reassuring to have a title."

Laslow smiled and said hello to the waiter, then went straight upstairs: "But it depends on whether he is interested. If not, then I will do it alone. He is a weird person who likes to see surgery. I will praise you well at that time. You have to say a few more words to show your talent and don't always look like you don't care."

"Showing talent?" Kawei didn't know what he had to show, "Mr. Laslow, this is a bit embarrassing to me."

Ever since investing a sum of money in the Castle Theater, Laslow has become half of the boss here.

The Italian just reported his name and was sent to the VIP room on the 3rd floor. He waited for an hour before seeing Laslo: "You're here."

Laslo took off his hat with a smile, stepped forward and hugged him: "Qino, my old friend, long time no see."

"It's true that I haven't seen each other some days."

Chino has a medium figure and looks a little fat after 40s, but judging from the facial contour, her appearance when she was young will never be bad: "How are you doing recently? Is your business in Austria not easy to do?"

“Business is second”

Laslow thought of the adult dance for his daughter again. After sighing for a while, he pulled Cavey behind him over: "Come on, meet my benefactor, Dr. Cavey Hines. He saved my life. Otherwise, you would not be sitting here to listen to the opera, but to attend my memorial service."

“So serious?”

"It's all caused by oysters." Laslow gently pulled down his collar and revealed a small scar. "Those few pieces of meat almost killed me."

"Oysters are delicious food, and food can also harm people?" Chino felt incredible. "I think Dr. Kavi is still very young."

“This year 17.”

"Only 17?"

"This is the real medical genius. What's the name of a very famous surgeon in Italy you said last time? It seems that he is already 28." Laslow praised Kavi's ability, "I'm 11 years old."

"No, to be honest, Mr. Laslow, 28 is already very young. But." Chino couldn't help but look at Kavey for a few more times, "You really only have 17?"

"It's true that I'm only 17 years old."

“It’s so young.”

"Mr. Laslow looked down upon me, but in fact he was just an ordinary sniff at that time." Kavey saw Laslow boasting for a while, and he felt it was too much, so he quickly explained, "And I only completed the finishing work, and the first half was due to Teacher Ignaz."

"Ignaz? That quick knifeman Ignaz?" Chino opened his eyes widened, "I saw his surgery in Vienna three years ago, and it was really fast enough so it seems that you are his student?"

"right."

"Young and promising."

"I didn't see it before. I thought you were just looking for stimulation by chance in the surgical theater. But now it seems that you really like surgery."

"You don't understand this. Surgery is also a dance, it's just danced with a scalpel." Chino passed several dance types in his mind. "If you really want to use a metaphor, surgery should be a waltz on the tip of the knife."

After saying that, he hummed a waltz tune and waved his hands back and forth in the air with the tune.

Seeing that the early preparation was almost done, Laslow began to get to the point: "My feelings are different from you. I lie on the bed facing the steel knives and various surgical instruments. Without the hypnosis of ether, you will definitely not be able to understand the feeling of a dying person coming back to life. It is too painful and too wonderful."

Chino nodded repeatedly, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not interested in Laslow's rescue: "Doctor Kavey is now following Professor Ignaz for surgery?"

"I can already take part of the surgery myself, of course, in the big scene, Ignaz still has to come on stage."

"What awesome, I can be the chief surgery at the age of 17?"

"Haha, humble, Dr. Kavey succeeded in a cesarean section." Laslow said casually, then quickly stepped on the brakes, pointed at the dancers wearing tight socks and low-cut dresses on the stage, and said, "It's almost time, let's watch ballet first."

"You just said cesarean section???"

Chino does like ballet, but the cesarean section in front of him even more aroused his appetite. He looked at the stage and immediately pulled his eyes back to Kawei: "Can Dr. Kawei have a cesarean section? Is it successful?"

Seeing that the opportunity was rare, Kawei wanted to take the opportunity to talk about oxytocin.

But Laslow felt that the time was not yet ripe, and the ballet was about to begin, so he interrupted him in time: "Cino, something is wrong with you. Today's play is your favorite "Giselle". The main dance is still the young and beautiful Beatres. Don't you watch it?"

"But cesarean section" Chino was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Kavi, after the first act is over, you must tell me the process."

"It must be certain."

Beatries is the chief of the ballet and the only dancer in Vienna who can take into account both performance and dance skills.

As soon as the show started, she received a burst of warm applause.

Chino really likes ballet. After only the beginning of the silk business, he was attracted by the wonderful dance moves. Especially at the end of the first act, Giselle was abandoned, and Beatres' solo dance fully demonstrated this regret, hatred and grief.

"How is it?" Laslow couldn't help asking after the end of the first scene.

"Awesome. When I came to Vienna last time, Beatres was still a little girl. I didn't expect to be the chief in just three years." Chino still looked at the stage, "I talked to her in the backstage. She was a very hard-working child."

"I was the chief two years ago, and her Giselle is the best in Austria."

"It is indeed amazing to show light and darkness, life and death."

"Okay, I think I'd better talk about my business first. This is the theme today."

"You can do it with Silk. Just follow the old rules and there is nothing to talk about." Chino got up and exchanged Laslow's seat, and sat next to Kavey. "Since you're in the theater, of course it's better to talk about more exciting topics."

The topic finally returned to Kavi's cesarean section, which is probably what Laslow said to be showing.

In his eyes, doing this is as embarrassing as a doctoral graduate always keeps his college entrance examination scores on his face. But there is no way, in order to successfully win over Chino to open a factory, I can only endure it.

He reduced the entire operation process, removed Hills' role and some preparation work. But before using oxytocin, he spent all the time to describe the bleeding at that time:

"There is a lot of bleeding in the uterus of the mother. We used all the crow beak clamps in the surgical instrument box, but it still failed."

"What should I do?"

"I chose to stuff it with gauze first." Kawei made a move to stop bleeding, "but immediately found that this was not a solution, because too much blood loss would cause death."

"Yes, many surgeons think so now."

"At this time I realized that the enlarged uterus might be the key." Kawei used his hands to surround a uterus, "because after the uterus is enlarged, the blood vessels will be stretched open, and blood will naturally flow out."

Chino's mood was completely motivated: "What should I do? How can I narrow it down?"

“I chose to squeeze with my hands at the beginning.”

"Yeah, a good idea."

"But later I found that it was not enough, and the uterus did not shrink at all," Kavey explained. "This is medically called uterine malconstriction, because the uterus will shrink back to its original size after delivery."

Chino took a light breath of air conditioning: "It's so difficult."

"There is no way, I can only use a new drug that is still in the experimental stage." Kavi did not bring oxytocin, but could only describe its efficacy. "This drug can shrink the uterus very quickly and stop bleeding."
To be continued...