Chapter 152 149. A pair of horse boots that have "something"

Time needs to go back for a few hours. At 10 a.m., when Kawei was sitting on the sofa in the old Marshal's bedroom, something happened to the campus of the University of Vienna.

It was the first gardener who maintained the lawn in the school. When he was trimming the shrubs on both sides, he saw a pair of black horse boots with great care. He was happy to secretly take them for himself, but later he went up to look carefully and found that there was "inside the horse boots," he said.

Something'.

He was so scared that he reported the matter directly to the Director of the Academic Affairs Office.

The director came to the scene and found that it was a real thing, so he continued to report it upwards. At the same time, the news was blocked. At least the groves and lawns around the horse boots were useless. On the other side, he sent someone to call the patrol officer, hoping that the police station would take over the pair of deadly pairs as soon as possible.

riding boots.

However, things did not go as smoothly as he thought. At this time, the chief and deputy chief of the Vienna Police Station, two sheriffs, forensic doctors and many policemen went to Ludwig's mansion. Although there were people in the police station, no one could command the police station.

When I give orders, I don’t know what to do when I encounter such a situation. Even if I know, no one dares to do it privately without the command of the leader.

The poor message transmission caused the pair of riding boots to be placed beside the bushes. It was not until 1:00 pm that the police officers who handled the case came to the campus one after another, and temporarily set up the cordon to maintain campus order, according to the usual practice of the two sheriffs.

Ask for a few live photos, and then wait.

At this time, Vite and Derio had already traveled through Vienna and came to Kavi's pharmaceutical factory. They were looking for a list of merchants who had bought sodium citrate recently, while Muzier and the two directors were still at the Marshal's house.

Feast on the reception dining room.

Without the sheriff in charge, the police did not dare to move around, and the time for handling the case was delayed again and again until the man got the news.

"How come you can see you anywhere."

Kavi was recognized before entering the school gate. Ten meters away stood in front of him, and Mik, who was indifferent to the silence, ate something casually in the Marshal's Mansion, and hurried back to the city at 1:00 in the afternoon.

I just wanted to transfer someone to investigate the case, but I heard the news before I got off the carriage and came to the University of Vienna without stopping.

Since the police station has no chief officer, he overestimated his duties and took the responsibility on his shoulders.

However, he had no ability to investigate the case, nor was he interested in these broken legs, and would not have difficulty in helping the police station to check the origin of these legs. What Mick was really interested in was the hostile forces who tried to harm the empire.

If we really want to deal with the empire, are they the Prussians who are particularly eye-catching recently? Or the French who are unchanged? Or the Italians who are useless in the south?

"It's 10 o'clock in the morning, what's the point of checking now?" Kawei didn't know what was thinking in his mind.

"You are so normal, and don't understand their mentality." Mick looked up and looked around. "The one who can do such things is either pervert or crazy. With their style of conduct, maybe they are hiding in some corner waiting for things to be

I discovered the reaction after discovering it, and then slowly enjoyed the drama.”

"How did you know?"

"Because that's what I usually do."

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Kawei didn't have time to spend more time with him, nor did he feel like he was concerned about whether those legs were from the old marshal's son Albert.

Now he had three things in his mind. First, he had to figure out the herbal ingredients used by the peasant woman, and then try to practice the anatomy around the spine on the body to prepare for the subsequent marshal's surgery. Finally, he had to go with a doctor who had just arrived at the University of Vienna.

Contact with students.

This is not an ordinary young doctor as talented as Damilgaon, but a real giant recognized in the medical community several years later.

Kawei met someone in the chemistry teaching and research room when he proposed that the chemistry course was not taken without. At that time, he only knew the other party's name and was a little surprised why the German doctor came to Vienna. Later, he learned the reason from Meadows, and the other party

He is a student from the University of Göttingen, Germany. He came to Vienna for a short-term visit.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to return to Göttingen to get his degree in two months.

What Kawi lacks now is a research talent and wants to keep him. But the University of Göttingen is originally a world-renowned university [1], which is not much worse than the University of Vienna. In addition, the tension between Prussia and Austria is now.

It is very difficult to achieve this goal.

Kawei first went to the underground laboratory and prepared to hand over the herbs to Savalin, and then went to the school's Chemistry Institute to visit the "microbiologist" several years later.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he knocked on the laboratory door, the Robert Koch, who he had been looking forward to meeting, stood in front of him in a shaky manner.

Kawi is a little face-blind to Europeans, but this time he remembers all Koch's facial features and recognizes him immediately: "Mr. Koch?"

“Yes.”

"He is Kavi Hines." Savalin, who was busy with work behind him, said, "He was facing the first-year freshman who was scolding him head-on."

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no confrontation." Kawei smiled embarrassedly, "We just exchanged opinions on the morphology and classification of microorganisms, and made some reasonable and kind-hearted friendly academic discussions."

"You are Kavi?" Koch was surprised. "I seemed to have seen you in the chemistry teaching and research department?"

Kavey walked into the room and closed the door: "Mr. Koch is a doctoral student at the University of Göttingen."

"Yes, I'm going to graduate soon."

Speaking of this, Koch seemed to be a little confused. He looked back at Savalin and Matic who were working without distractions. He couldn't help but envy: "I am a little confused about my future work, so I came to participate in Karls at that time.

Professor Schretel of the Ruhe International Chemistry Conference came here to relax." [2]

"I'm confused about my work?" Kawei understood this feeling very well, "Is he not sure about the future research direction?"

"I love medicine, but I don't like dealing with people. I like anatomy and surgery, but I am very disgusted with using a knife to cut the skin and bones. Internal medicine is boring, but I am very interested in all kinds of strange diseases.

”

Koch's idea was extremely contradictory: "It sounds strange, but I don't even know what's wrong with me."

"It's better to stay in the laboratory, where you can do research with peace of mind and not be disturbed by the outside world." Kawei walked to a microscope [3] and said, "After all, medicine is gradually moving towards the microscope, and there are many things that can be found in single use.

It’s hard to see clearly with your eyes.”

"Mr. Kawei is right. I'm also very interested in the ulceration of surgical wounds recently. I've also had the honor of reading your article in the Berlin Journal of Medicine." Koch looked at Kawei with a face

Mixed, "I agree with your point of view in the article "On Microbials", but."

"What's wrong?"

Koch originally wanted to say that he was surprised at his age, but hesitated for a moment and focused his discussion on himself: "But it seems that many people oppose the 'microbial diversity theory' and also oppose the 'microbial pathogenic theory.

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Kawei knew very well about the environment he was in and had already prepared for a long-term struggle.

"Since Mr. Koch is so interested in surgical wound ulceration, has he done research on them? For example, put it on a slide to observe." He opened the suitcase, took out two herbs, and handed them to Savalin.

: "Take it to do a bacteriostatic experiment."

The monthly income of 400 kroner has made Savalin the most loyal laboratory backbone of Kavi, while Matik has a hard work fee of 100 kroner.

These antibacterial experiments began half a month ago, and they were still looking for compounds that could become antibiotics according to the experimental model of in vitro and then animals. [4]

"You've started looking for ways to resist antibiotics?" Kawei's way of thinking was bold and logical, which surprised Koch. "You haven't even really made it clear whether these diseases are caused by microorganisms."

"Although the sample data is limited, I have made it clear, but no one believes it." Kawei looked very calm, "I have argued with them for so long, and I found that any argument is in vain. The best way is to deal with yourself

The patient, then publishes relevant papers, and finally forced the whole world to accept this fact."

"It's so crazy!"

Koch could hardly believe that a freshman who had just entered the Medical School of Vienna would openly oppose the "mias theory" and could be so calm after facing overwhelming opposition: "Professor Bill Rotter is not only a professor of anatomy,

He is also the vice president of the Academy of Surgery."

This is Watman who has been looking for a good candidate last year and has been poached specifically from the University of Zurich. [5]

As soon as he came to Vienna, Watman took him to watch Kavey's cesarean section. He praised the surgical skills, but he abandoned the complicated disinfection work before the operation. Especially the rubber worn by Kavey on his hands

He understood that gloves and cloth covers his mouth and nose were both eye-catching and exaggerated operations, and had no meaning in existence.

"Vice Dean Billot is very amazing." Kavey is also a doctor who has studied the procedure for most gastrectomy of Billot, so he will naturally not speak rudely to his ancestors, "but this does not affect my refutation of his views."

Microbiological perspectives, antibacterial experiments, cesarean section, and disinfection measures before surgery are all interesting to Koch: "I will stay in Vienna for two months. If I have free time during this period, I can come to you.

Is there a lab visit? If you don't dislike it, I can also help."

The big fish took the bait?

Kawei was ecstatic, but his face remained calm, and there was only a reaction at the corner of his mouth: "Of course."

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"If you don't dislike me, I hope Mr. Koch can stay in my lab forever."

This sentence was far beyond Koch's expectations, because there were so many doctors in medicine. His confusion about work was not only confused about his development direction, but also about his abilities.

Unlike Austria, German universities have been open to the public very early.

Koch does not have a prominent family background and does not have money. Although he has a good education, he is still the son of a miner. The requirements of internal medicine doctors are too high, and he does not have the qualifications. The number of surgeons in Berlin is almost saturated.

It is difficult for ordinary doctors without a backer or money to gain a foothold there.

His preferred work location is still Berlin. Because of his interest in microorganisms, Koch also wants to develop chemistry in the past: "I wrote a self-recommendation letter to the Berlin Institute of Chemistry last month, and the laboratory Adolf von Bai

Professor Er’s recommendation should not be a problem.”

German chemical industry in the 19th century was first-class in the world. Entering the Berlin Institute of Chemistry means standing at the top of the world.

Kawei's laboratory is obviously much shabby and the hardware is incomparable, but he still wants to try his best to win: "After a while, my laboratory will be moved to the outskirts of Vienna. Not only will the area quadruple, but it will also be new.

Many technicians have been added”

Koch shook his head and refused, "I'm really sorry, I prefer to work in Berlin."
To be continued...