In Europe in the 19th century, as people's fear of death grew, the income of doctors whose duty was to save people increased greatly.

vienna A general internist requires 6-10 years of medical study, including but not limited to physiology, physics, chemistry, botany, zoology, pathology, at least two years of anatomy, at least three years of philosophy, microscopy internship, mineralogy

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After graduation, they still need to spend one year to obtain a medical license. After officially obtaining the medical license, the annual income of these general physicians can steadily exceed 5,000 kronor.

The training time for surgeons is much shorter, and they need to obtain a surgeon's license.

Compared with internal medicine, the annual income of a general surgeon is much less, basically around 1,000 crowns. If the surgical skills are immature and cannot attract theater audiences, the income may even drop further.

A top surgeon like Ignaz in the country would have an annual income of 20,000 crowns, which includes the employment fee at the Municipal General Hospital, theater appearance fees, media interview fees, and anatomy teaching fees from the Medical University.

In the eyes of others, he has entered the ranks of the rich. But what they don't know is that despite his high income, Ignatz also has a lot of expenses.

The hospital's source of corpses was not clear, so he spent more than 2,000 kronor on corpses every year just to improve his skills.

In addition, he also had to prepare various costumes for the appearance and do daily maintenance for a set of surgical instruments in his hands. The cost of the new knife displayed by Count Morasso during the operation was as high as 1,000 crowns, which he paid out of his own pocket.

However, the annual income of physicians at the same level as him has reached the height of 100,000, which includes hospital employment fees, consultation fees, research funds from medical schools, private remuneration from nobles, drug naming fees and

Some weird capital investment fees.

All they need to see a doctor is a diagnostic doll, a stethoscope, plus paper and pen.

But even these top physicians who are well-known throughout the country, when facing the manor in front of Kawei, will still sincerely admire it deep in their hearts: It is really magnificent.

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Set the time back 10 hours to 9 p.m.

The carriage that Ignaz and Elena were riding in was allowed to drive into the manor after presenting an invitation with a gold border.

This rare manor in Vienna took two full years to build and more than half a year to decorate and polish. It was handed over to the wealthy Hungarian businessman by Austria's most famous construction team a month ago.

This is the first time it has been officially opened to the outside world after the handover.

Carriages passed through the arched gate, passed through the spacious gravel road in the center, made a beautiful arc in front of the large flower bed, and stopped under the canopy in front of the steps. Ignaz was no longer the man who could

The famous surgeon who caused the whole theater to cheer, standing in front of the snow-white door, he was just an insignificant baron.

The focus undoubtedly belongs to the manor owner's daughter, Naya.

At the beginning of the dance, Naya, accompanied by her father, walked up the brightly lit steps. There were flowers on both sides, and there were many servants in robes and powdered faces.

As the two of them walked slowly in, a clear violin sound first sounded in the hall, and then the whole band entered in sequence, and finally gathered together and began to play the first waltz of the whole ball.

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Naya wore a colorful tulle dress and a lavender shirt, decorated her long hair with fresh roses, faced everyone's gaze, and walked into the ball hall elegantly.

She has no timidity at all, and the so-called social fear does not exist for her. It all stems from self-confidence, and a huge self-confidence that no one can match plays an important role behind it.

Beauty and status coexisted, and she soon attracted many young handsome men to come forward and invite her to dance with her.

Naturally, Ignatz would not take action. No matter how beautiful the woman in front of him was, his heart was always with Elena. Moreover, he was not good at dancing to begin with, and the main purpose of coming here was not to dance, but to get close to the wealthy Hungarian businessman.

, it would be better if I could get to know a few more wealthy people.

Relying on the good reputation he had built, and under the influence of the medical minister, the director of the Municipal General Hospital, and a large amount of alcohol, the process went surprisingly smoothly. Coupled with the various compliments from students such as Bergt, Ignat

For the first time, I felt like things were coming naturally.

After the dance party came to an end, dinners were served at 1 a.m., and the chat quickly advanced to surgical and medical investment projects after being catalyzed by the sumptuous French meal.

Although it seems inappropriate to talk about operations and corpses at the dinner table, as long as there is profit, the Hungarian who is also the president of the multinational Industrial Credit Bank will be interested. After all, in his eyes, charity can also be profitable.

He had a lovely daughter, his business was booming, and he had made so many friends in the art and cultural capital of Central Europe. Everything seemed so wonderful, until the plate of ice-cold oysters with chunks of lemon was brought to him.

"To be honest, I've never eaten anything like this."

Laszlo looked at the strange-shaped oyster shells and laughed at himself: "But my French chef said that I am like a sweet oyster, mysterious, self-sufficient, and lonely [1], so I must

Give it a try. But as a traditional Hungarian, I really..."

This attitude of refusing to welcome delicious food made the guests at the table feel hypocritical. Of course, the superficial appearance still needs to be decorated.

"I heard that these oysters got on the train directly from the mouth of the Belon River in Brittany, France. They were expedited throughout the journey and refrigerated with ice before being transported here. It would be a shame not to take a bite."

Laszlo heard that this man was flattering, and smiled and said: "I just invested a sum of money there two months ago to do oyster farming, and I also invested in the railway from France to Austria. These are what they gave me."

A little gift in return.”

“Oyster farms? So creative!”

"This is really a bold and great decision."

"It seems that as long as we follow Mr. Laszlo closely, we will all have a good time."

"Mr. Laszlo, please try this delicacy, you will fall in love with it after just one bite."

With everyone's suggestions and encouragement, Laszlo squeezed a squeeze of lemon juice, picked up the oyster shell, lifted it slightly, and let the sweet ice-cold oyster meat slide into his mouth: "Well... this tastes crispy and chewy."

It’s toothsome and has a little nutty aroma, which is good!”

This good sound, mixed with a few sips of sour white wine, immediately brought him into another realm that only belongs to gourmets.

Under the blessing of this special mood, Laszlo quickly verbally agreed to Ignatz's request to have the steel factory under his name produce some surgical instruments with special structures for his work.

If his surgical reputation can bring sales of equipment, he may also consider establishing an exclusive independent surgical laboratory for Ignatz. At the same time, Laszlo also decided to inject funds into the Municipal General Hospital and renovate one, two or two

The old ward will be expanded to the third ward, and the supply of medicines and corpses will be increased...

In addition, he also agreed to many other investment projects, as if the credit bank behind him had an endless supply of kroner.

The clock on the wall slowly passed three o'clock. Seeing that a perfect night was about to come to an end with the Gallop dance after dinner, the oyster meat that had entered Laszlo's stomach finally began to act like crazy.

The butler's sharp eyes were the first to notice his master's discomfort: "Sir, are you feeling unwell?"

"My neck is a little itchy, maybe the collar is too tight."

"Before the dance, I specially found a large size and widened collar. It's not tight when I put it on."

"But it's tight now!" The itching sensation that slowly seeped out of his skin made Laszlo lose his patience. "I pay you so much money every month, so I don't want you to talk back to me!"

"Yes, I'm going to find something more comfortable now."

Laszlo tried to reduce the number of times he scratched the skin on his neck, but the red spots that appeared on the skin could not be suppressed by simple restraint. In just a few minutes, he could no longer stay on the dance floor.

Seeing that Laszlo was about to leave, Naya saw it.

She quickly abandoned her dance partner and came over: "Father, are you leaving?"

"I'm a little uncomfortable. My neck is itchy. I guess there's something wrong with the fabric of the collar." Laszlo couldn't help but rub the skin on his neck. "I'm afraid I have to go back to rest for a while and change a collar."

"Why is your face so swollen?"

"Face?" Laszlo touched his face, and an itch suddenly spread to the top of his head, "Ah, it's really itchy..."

"Let me help you back to your room first."

"No, no need, I can go on my own." Laszlo smiled, "Today is your appearance ball, you are the protagonist, you cannot be affected by these small things. Besides, the protagonist leaving the hall is disrespectful to the guests.

It’s so embarrassing.”

Naya couldn't listen to these words. She only felt that the arm holding him was heavy, and she quickly lost her center of gravity. The two of them fell down on the stairs: "Father! Father, what's wrong with you?"

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The little story on the carriage came to an abrupt end. Ignatz rubbed his forehead, trying his best to relieve the pain caused by alcohol: "I rushed over when I heard the shouting, and saw that his head had swollen into a

Italian red tomatoes.”

“Is it itching and red and swollen skin?”

"The itching and redness were very severe. I left before 6 o'clock. I'm afraid it's not relieved now."

Kawei had already guessed the allergy, but what he didn't expect was that Ignatz could target the "oyster" and had a good grasp of the symptoms, so he tentatively asked a few questions: "This

Is it food poisoning? By the way, how did the teacher know it was oysters?"

"I have met this kind of person before. Whenever he eats oysters and scallops, his skin will turn red and his whole body will itch."

Kawei didn't know what allergies were called in this era, so he could only use a relatively straightforward summary method to name a strange name: "Shellfish irritant cutaneous mucositis?" [3]
Chapter completed!