Chapter 209 206. Smart people

If nothing unexpected happens, Jenny and Cecilia will have to wait until Carve completes the operation and enjoy the luxurious lunch prepared for him before they can see him at the door. Whether they can talk to each other at that time depends on their ability.

But unexpectedly, they appeared in front of them silently.

The carriage they were riding on was parked on a small road outside the manor. Even with the best telescopes on the market, it was not easy to pass through the garden lawn to see the situation at the entrance of the main building. However, the iron gate in front of the manor was less than 100 meters away from them, and the carriage that was coming from a distance without a telescope.

"It seems like I've seen this car somewhere."

Jenny was smoking a cigarette and was still lamenting that there were too many rich people in the world. Suddenly Cecilia came to the window and shouted: "Isn't this the car of the French Consulate? It's Mr. Edward's special driving. We both took it before!"

Jenny quickly took the telescope and looked at it carefully: "Is it really him in the golden carving on the ceiling?"

"The Austrian carriage is low-key, mainly convertible. Even Queen Elizabeth's special driving uses a very restrained and simple shape [2]. In comparison, the car in front of me is much more exaggerated, and with the gold that is so dirt-desperate, it is the only one in Vienna!"

Cecilia said: "It's not wrong, it must be him!"

At first, Jenny was a little hesitant, afraid of admitting the wrong person, but then she saw a familiar face poking out of the car window through the telescope: "It's really him!"

They didn't know why Edward came here, but they only knew that the French ambassador would definitely choose to help them out of some consideration. As long as they could enter the manor smoothly, they would be able to accept it for more than two hours before, and even make a fortune.

Because Edward's simple words can fundamentally change their purpose here.

15 minutes later, the two followed Edward into the manor as their female companions, injecting a lot of gorgeous feminine colors into the black and white living room.

No one would refuse the appearance of two beautiful women in front of them. They are indeed beautiful enough to easily kill 90% of the girls on the street. However, Edward is successful and Edward is defeated, and the French ambassador's appearance determines that everyone present can't help but be sarcastic.

"I heard that the murderer Fernan seems to live a very comfortable life in the police station." Jedion has always had to stand on the side of the old marshal. "The man-cannibal eats three free meals a day, while the vast majority of Viennese people have to pay a large amount of money for their meals every day."

His slow words made everyone else around him agree. In just a few seconds, a sarcastic package mixed with various jokes was placed in front of Edward.

"Thinking about how he ate and slept in bed every day, I feel disgusted!"

"nausea!!!"

"A death row prisoner who should have been hanged actually lived for so long, and I don't know who he wanted."

Edward was a little confused when he was talking. He kept waving towards his eyes and his head buzzed. Seeing so many generals in military uniforms in the living room, he could only make some simple responses: "That guy is alive, but he has had many physical problems recently, and it is very likely that he will not live long."

"Hahaha, I remember the last one who said this was a famous reporter." Jadion took the lead and said sarcastically again, "Why can't I remember which newspaper is here?"

"The next day, Fernan's physical condition was published in the daily newspaper that day, and now he can get out of bed and walk around."

"How long has the surgery lasted? It's amazing."

"Yes, I don't feel anything else except to be amazed at Dr. Kavey's surgery."

Edward was actually quite helpless.

The person who proposed the operation was Kawei, who said that the person who would die during the operation was Kawei, who said that he would die after the operation was Kawei, who was just a host who wanted to show his face from beginning to end. Now that the operation has been successful, the person has not died, the pot is pressing on his head.

The result was that those who wanted Fernan to die were scolding him, and those who didn't want Fernan to die were also scolding him.

Kavi, who should be responsible for the surgery, became the youngest genius surgeon in Austria.

Ironically, at the dinner after the Breast Cancer Resection, Edward also said that the Vienna newspaper media was too harsh on Kawi and the people's enthusiasm for medical progress was not high enough. As a result, the situation turned upside down in just half a month.

Now, those who insist on the death penalty have become legal guests in front of him. They all say that doctors only have the ability to treat but no right to punish, and the operation is only based on the most basic medical ethics. The executioner is on standby in the square, and Kawei has not stood up to protect his surgical results.

Those who insisted on commutation of sentence were once ecstatic in the surgical square. Even with Fernan's gradual recovery, the number of people who should be on the marginalized society gathered more and more.

In fact, from the perspective of "legal theory", Fernan's death or life is determined by Franz alone. How could Edward, a French ambassador, decide the life and death of the Austrians? This is also a powerful weapon for those who insist on reducing sentences or even release them in court to arm themselves.

After experiencing 48 years of turmoil and the failure of the French-Austrian War, the Austrian emperor simply obeyed public opinion and relied on the promotion of newspaper media to further push the contradictions of the matter to Edward. [3]

Even after experiencing Fernan's hijacking, he still failed to calm down in the whirlpool of public opinion. [4]

After multiple sources inquired about the marshal's operation today, Edward did not consider the relationship between the marshal and Fernan, and only hoped to use this rare opportunity to solve all the troubles. In comparison, the gossip around him and two "female companions" seemed insignificant.

He left Jenny and Cecilia, let them move freely, and came to Franz alone: ​​"My appearance seems to disrupt your military and political meeting."

Franz was very disgusted with his sudden visit. He had no invitations, no invitation letters, and no greetings to anyone here. He brought two charming women from somewhere and walked into the living room where all Austrian military and political officials gathered in his own identity.

This is not the image an ambassador should have.

But Emperor Ao did not embarrass him verbally. Instead, he considered his current embarrassing situation and gave him the greatest respect.

"It's okay, everything that should be discussed is over anyway." Franz explained to the generals who spoke straightforwardly. "Their attitude is nothing more than because of the old marshal's son, Mr. Albert. You also know that he died tragically under the butcher's knife of the death row in the death row, and failed to end his life directly in the square, which attracted a lot of criticism."

"Dr. Kavey suggested me at that time."

"He is just a surgeon, and his advice is always for the patient."

Franz had already prepared a lot of excuses, and turned around and asked the maid for two glasses of wine, continuing: "It is the doctor's duty to cure diseases and save people, and it is also his mission to inherit medical technology. In fact, he was particularly surprised by the success of the operation, but the result could not be changed, so he was even more unlikely to deliberately end a person's life.

Just as Hippocrates said, ‘I will do my best to comply with the moral principles of benefiting the patients within my judgment, and to prevent all depravity and harming behaviors’.”

"But that's a death row prisoner, and a death row prisoner is also considered a human?" Edward was fainted. "Of course, I'm not saying that the doctor should have executed Fernan like an executioner, but he"

"You also said, 'It shouldn't be like the executioner', and Dr. Kavey clearly rejected your proposal before the operation started."

Franz spread his hands and expressed his helplessness in another Hippocratic oath: "I respect doctors very much, especially surgeons. In their eyes, whether the patients seeking treatment are men or women, free people, slaves, or prisoners, they are treated equally. You must know that seeking happiness for mankind is the only purpose of doctors."

"This is a medical oath, and you must take the oath when you enter school." Grand Duke Brecht, who was standing by, made a blow in time, "The doctor who violates the oath will be despised and punished by the gods of heaven and earth for the rest of his life."

Edward always felt a strange smell when he heard this: "The gods of heaven and earth? Hippocrates? That's all about Greece in BC."

"The same is true now," Franz said confidently.

"Okay, okay." Edward poured the wine into his mouth and said, "I'm fed up. Please ask His Majesty the King to sign that verdict, don't wait any longer."

The conversation went around medicine, ethics and religion and finally came to the most core issue. This was not only Edward's problem, but also Franz's problem. From his perspective, things got to this point, and using signatures to send a newly alive person to hell is obviously not decent enough.

It's best not to express your opinion on this matter.

"But what should I do?" Edward did not want to threaten Franz. "I have been thinking about how to tell His Majesty the Emperor about the tensions between the two countries, and have been thinking about how to choose the right wording to show the position and attitude of France during this period."

Franz knew what he meant, waved his hand and let him stop: "There are some ways to do it, it's nothing more than some old-fashioned operations."

Edward is unknown:???

Brecht, who was standing by, took Franz's words and said with a smile: "Didn't Dr. Carvey say that the patient will die from complications after the operation? But he didn't say how the complications after the operation came about? Is it the surgery itself? Or something else other than the surgery?"

".So that's it, so that's it!!!"

Smart people will also have short-circuit thinking and will not always find the key to the problem, but smart people will definitely solve the rest of the problem perfectly after finding the key problem.

Edward is a typical smart person. After a brief thought, he would pass the process he had to do in his mind: "If this is the case, then I will meet Dr. Kavey even more."

At this time, the two girls who also wanted to meet Kavi were also the ones who came into the manor with him.

They must be smart, because after learning that Edward could not help her, Jenny and Cecilia became more and more aware that relying on others alone was not enough, and they had to rely on themselves in the end if they wanted to succeed.

The two girls from abroad have neither noble status nor connections. Although they have made a lot of money in Canada, many of them have invested in newly built sanatoriums, which is really pale in comparison to the nobles in front of them. Some of them are only high-tech called "electricity" and their ability to fool people.

The two of them wore tacky long skirts and did not have any care about performances. They only leaned on their mouths, wine glasses and a little bit of Ed Nelson's name. They added the title of "electrotherapy therapist" before their name, subtly promoting their products.

The publicity was quite successful, and the conservative Viennese people did not have a high acceptance of emerging technologies, but they were willing to learn about them with the mentality of listening to stories.

For a time, the topic of Vienna's suburban sanatorium exceeded the wars that the generals said, but the real core was not their narrative skills or faces, beauty, or "electricity".

No matter how conservative it is, it cannot stop the wheel of technological development from rolling forward. Society can change its original life in any way that people cannot imagine.

These two women are vivid examples.

Of course, while promoting electricity to change life and health, they have not forgotten their original purpose of coming here. Although publicity can provide some help in business, what they really need is to fill the gap in the spokesperson of the new store, a replacement for Ed Nelson who can create traffic for the two female bosses.

This person needs to have a certain medical level to reflect his professionalism; he can lower the share price and control it easily; his vitality can easily attract women of all walks of life, and at the same time he does not treat himself unfairly in special circumstances; most importantly, he needs to have a certain popularity, at least he must be in newspapers and magazines.

These demands gathered together, which seemed to be an inaccessible dangerous height, but God was very generous to them and simply sent people directly to them.

Jenny leaned gently against Viscount Jadeion with one hand and asked with a smile: "Doctor Kavey's surgery is not over yet?"

"No, Dr. Kavey's surgery has always been very long." Jadion acknowledged her intimate move, gently put his hand on her waist, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I learned some medical things from my father when I was a child, or "

Jenny took the measure well and gently pinched the back of his restless hand: "Mr. Viscount, we have just met for a while."

"So it's necessary to understand."

Cecilia did not forget to come forward and show her kindness: "When we finish talking with Dr. Kavey, Mr. Viscount will have to invite us to dinner."

"No problem! As long as it is a Vienna restaurant, you can choose whatever you want."

The second climax was reached in the reception room, but the atmosphere in the Marshal's bedroom upstairs dropped to freezing point.

Hills stood by the operating table, staring at the iliac bone flap that had just fallen from the metal curling plate, slid along the cover cloth to the ground, and made a magnificent difficulty coefficient of 4.0 on the water-absorbing towel for three and a half weeks, and finally landed at his feet.

Disinfection was still a very vague concept in his mind, but by chance, he was also a smart person. It is not difficult to infer from Kawei's disinfection specifications that the current state of this iliac bone flap is in.

So while others were still burying their heads to deal with the bones of the iliac bone, Hills couldn't help but ask, "If the bone falls off accidentally, can it still work?"
Chapter completed!