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It is said that hospital management in the 19th century was chaotic. In fact, this is a misunderstanding because there was no management at all at that time.

In an era when the whole population is addicted to drugs, and even the chief surgeon Ignatz can use coca wine as a refreshing drink without any worries, it is not surprising that nurses come to take a few sips. Especially those nurses who need to stay on duty.

It's even more boring. How can I survive this long night without some alcohol to stimulate myself.

Mariani's potency is very strong, and it only takes a few more sips to cause her to lose her ability to judge. Not to mention the lack of professional training at the time, even extremely professional modern senior nurses cannot withstand such torture.

"Medicine" does not tell people about experience and principles.

The obstetrics nurse in front of Kawei had just finished drinking, and he could smell a faint smell of alcohol without having to come closer. Kawei didn't know if she had added any ingredients to it, but he was sure of one thing.

The nurse had no idea where Nora had gone.

"Nora? She was still there just now."

"Not anymore." Kawei threw down the medical records in his hand, unable to hide his anger, "including her children!"

Bed 24 was indeed empty, and the mattress had been lifted. The snow-white mattress looked out of place in this overcrowded maternity ward. The simple backpack I originally brought with me when I was hospitalized was no longer there, and there was a glass bottle used to assist breastfeeding.

The utensils were also put aside, apparently in a hurry.【1】

But the nurse just sat there and didn't notice anything.

"She must have gone home secretly." The nurse put down Nora's medical records nonchalantly, and then said, "After all, one night's stay including food costs 5-10 Helles, which many people think is expensive."

"I paid the ward fee in advance, and just a few hours ago, I also gave her the food fee. I hope the food for her the next day will be better."

"Did you give it to her?"

The nurse seemed to have been used to this kind of situation for a long time: "Then her man probably took it away. In the eyes of these men, how can a pregnant woman have money on her body?"

These words were so sinister that Kawei had to think about the worst: "Man? You mean Fulani? He left during the cesarean section last night. I haven't seen him since. Has he been here today?"

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The nurse also fell into memories, but her memories were much more confusing than Kawei's: "It seems to have come, but it seems not to have come, I don't know."

Kawei couldn't help but remind him: "His leg is broken and he walks with a limp."

"I know, I've seen it before, but I just don't have any impression."

The nurse patted her dizzy head and shook her head. Later, another expectant mother who passed by told the truth: "Her man came here once at noon and seemed to have a quarrel. She left by herself in the afternoon. That

The bastard didn't come."

"Leaving in the afternoon?"

"Yes, Dr. Kawei, didn't you come to see her before? As soon as you left, she packed her things and left."

The life and death of other patients has nothing to do with Kawei. He personally performed a cesarean section and successfully sent Nora back to the hospital. She was Kawei's patient before the wound fully recovered. He didn't care what happened to his patient's family, but at least

You cannot leave the hospital until your body has fully recovered.

Patients in modern hospitals need to apply in advance for discharge, write a leave request, and sign their name. If it is a strictly managed hospital, video or audio evidence must be left behind to avoid problems in the distribution of responsibilities after an accident.

The initiative to be hospitalized has always been on the parturient and her family members. If you don't give birth in hospital, you won't get childcare allowance.

Welfare hospitals don't have much financial dealings with patients. Once they give birth, as long as they feel their body has recovered, they will take the child away from this dirty place. Leaving the hospital is as simple as eating and drinking, and no one will do it.

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Nora's situation was special, and it was definitely a miracle that she survived the cesarean section, but she still met all the characteristics of leaving the hospital after giving birth: a jerk, her family had no money, she was hospitalized just for the allowance, and she was still alive.

The nurse was not surprised at all: "Why are you so surprised? Isn't it normal for a woman to be taken home by a man after giving birth? Otherwise, who would cook for these men? Dogs?"

Listening to her talk about trains, Kawei thought of Fulani's shameless face again.

Doctors inevitably have to deal with patients' families, and Fleurney is the most rogue, giving everyone a headache when they see him.

If, like Ignatz, his mind was still framed in the surgical theory of the 19th century, he might not have paid much attention to the woman who had just undergone surgery. The surgery was done and the woman was gone, and there was no need

Why does she care so much about paying back the hospitalization fee?

But Kawei is the one who takes the perioperative period more seriously than anyone else. After the operation, it is only half of a long journey of thousands of miles. The other half that follows will be equally fatal if not handled well.

"Where is Nora's address?"

"Why do you want her address?"

"Even if she leaves, I still have to explain some specific wound care steps to her. Otherwise, in the environment at home, the wound will definitely rot without dressing change."

The nurse's head was dizzy, and she lowered her head and rummaged through the record book: "Yes, yes, it's No. 155 East Nellington Street."

Kavi was not yet familiar with the streets of Vienna, so he turned around and ran back to Ignatz's office.

Ignatz came back earlier than him, sitting alone on a chair drinking coffee, thinking about how to deal with this ambiguous relationship with Alina. Unexpectedly, Kawei seemed to have entered his own house.

He rushed over from outside and dug out the map without hesitation.

Ignatz put down the coffee cup, not knowing what the child was going to do. The first thing he heard in his ears was "Tony Linton" that Kawei kept saying.

"East Nellington Street?" Ignatz said as he was very familiar with the place. "It's just east of Hoints, a block away."

"No. 155 East."

"The coachman at the door will take you there." Ignatz was puzzled by Kawei's purpose of action, "What are you doing?"

"Nora left. I don't know whether she was taken back by her man, or whether she was determined to go back, and the child was also taken away." Kawei was very worried, "Actually, I was just afraid that her wound would open. Isn't this okay?

An easy surgery.”

As a surgeon, Ignatz was deeply touched.

But not only did he have no intention of helping, he kept trying to persuade him: "There is nothing you can do about it. Civilians don't have so many choices. I advise you not to go into the muddy water and stay in the hospital to wait for me."

Wouldn’t the pathology result of the appendix be better?”

Carvey also wanted to see the appendix, and the microscope in the dissecting room was really tempting.

But he couldn't convince himself: "Teacher, she is the first patient I have operated on, and she has a special meaning to me. If her wound is cracked, what is the meaning of my surgery?"

Ignatz sighed: "Forget it, it's up to you. Remember, don't force me to persuade you. If it doesn't work, just come back. There will be many cesarean sections in the future."

"okay, I get it."

Kawei responded. Just as he was about to leave the office, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back to the office and took out an equipment box from the corner. This was an old equipment left over from Ignatz's previous use. Inside was some

The most basic surgical tools are now kept in the office for public use.

"Teacher, let me borrow it."

"Aren't you looking for someone? Why do you need the equipment box?"

Although Fuleni has broken a leg, Nora has just undergone surgery after all. Kawei is still afraid that something will happen: "I'm afraid that her wound will dehiscence. If possible, I will definitely take her back to the hospital. But I am afraid."

I can’t bring it back, so I’ll have to sew it up on the spot.”

"Okay, let's go and come back soon." Ignatz stretched, "I'm going to do appendix pathology first."

"Um."

Although East Nellington Street also has the word "street", it is actually no different from an alley. It is much worse than Basinger Street where Carvey lived before. This is a civilian area that was expanded after the opening of Ring Road.

The district has perfectly inherited the atmosphere of its neighbor Hoints Street. It is full of haphazardly built dilapidated buildings and crooked people everywhere.

At first, the coachman was suspicious when he heard that he was going to East Nellington Street, thinking that he had heard wrongly. Later, he discovered that that was the place where Carvey was going.

"Dr. Kawei, are you just going to go there like this?"

"if not?"

"I advise you not to bring too much money, and don't take other things you carry with you, as they may easily be targeted by thieves." The coachman warned, "If it doesn't work, just choose dark places and walk in a low-key manner."

That's what Dr. Gnatz did, otherwise he would be in trouble."

Kawei hid his wallet, rumpled his coat, and held the equipment box in his arms: "I understand, go to No. 155."

The carriage was not slow, passing through the lively Ringstrasse, bypassing the square, and then heading east all the way into Hoynz Strasse, arriving at its destination in less than 20 minutes. This is a darker and more cramped place than Basinger Strasse.

There were poor people in ragged clothes everywhere.

Compared with workers who can support themselves, they can only survive by begging and borrowing money.

The arrival of the carriage obviously attracted the attention of many people. As soon as the horses stopped, Kawei quickly jumped out of the car and disappeared into the night.

No. 155 is located deep in an alley in the middle of the alley. Although there is not much light on both sides, because he is so close, Kawei can clearly hear various sounds in the surrounding houses. Some are yelling, and some are hidden among them.

The moans of children, the cries of children, the sound of glass bottles and bowls breaking, everything was there anyway.

Kawei stepped on the wet muddy ground and finally found where Nora lived.

Here is a hut built privately with bricks, with only a door ajar and no windows.

Kawei stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Although they had not met each other a few times, Kawei clearly remembered his voice. It was Fleni: "It's me, the doctor from the Municipal General Hospital."

"Doctor? Why did the doctor come to my place?" Fleny was lame and walked very slowly. He waited for a long time before arriving at the door. "I remember that you seemed to be the doctor who performed the surgery on Nora?"

"it's me."
To be continued...