"Squeak, squeak......"

When he woke up on Monday morning, Johan felt refreshed and refreshed and rode his bicycle to the University of Berlin.

It's the beginning of another week.

Although formally, Johann had received permission from the University of Berlin Medical School to stop attending classes and only need to obtain Bergman's approval and submit a doctoral dissertation to obtain a doctorate, there were still some formalities to go through, and he still had to come to the school for some physiological practice, ready to try to convince the physiology professor.

The real blood can be done at home, because the whole process only needs to collect some people's blood, and the equipment required for the real blood is also simple, so it naturally doesn't matter, but some real animals must be used for blood circulation, and I am afraid it must be carried out in the physiology laboratory of the University of Berlin. The establishment of some physiological models requires the use of dogs and rabbits, etc., and the real yàn also needs a lot of professional instruments and tools, the small room at home can't be moved, not to mention that it is not easy for a student to find suitable animals for real use!

After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to talk to a physiology professor.

In the morning, John went to the office of the professor of physiology, and by noon he finally met another big man from the University of Berlin Medical School. Although the name of this big bull John is not familiar and does not seem to have left too deep a mark on history, as long as you think about it, you can understand that being able to serve as a professor of physiology at the University of Berlin, which gave birth to Schwann and Müller, is enough to show that he is extraordinary.

The physiology professor was a good talker, and because Bergman had said hello in advance, John agreed after a brief description of his research plan, generously offering John to use one of the rooms every Wednesday — to be shared with the others, of course. The rent of the real yàn room can be paid symbolically, but the real yàn animals and consumables have to pay for them.

John was very satisfied with this condition.

In addition to verifying whether the current conditions can be made, his real yàn is more for others to see, so one day a week is enough, as for money, although it is not a small amount, it is really nothing to John. It was almost the end of the year, and he had almost foreseen the heart-pounding numbers in Joshua's and Steve's letters......

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The next day, on an ordinary Tuesday, John arrived at the surgical building of Charlotte Hospital early in the morning.

As an affiliated hospital of the University of Berlin, Charlotte Hospital is undoubtedly one of the best hospitals in the world of this era, and of course it is famous even in later generations, and it is a place that many medical students yearn for. And in this era, Koch, Behring, Ehrlich and other familiar names for later generations made John look forward to this place.

But when John arrived, the surgery was empty and deserted.

Obviously, he arrived too early, nearly half an hour before the time to go to work, but John was not in a hurry, and wandered around the hospital in high spirits.

As a hospital in the late 19th century, Charlotte Hospital had the rudiments of a modern hospital. The surgery department occupies a building on its own, but the area is very small, about a few hundred square meters, but for John, who is full of expectations, such a scale is already very good, at least beyond his expectations.

You know, many people in this era think that hospitals are places where the poor and vagrants come, and the real rich people hire doctors, and it was not until the beginning of the 20th century that large hospitals really flourished.

After two laps, John also saw the operating room at Charlotte Hospital.

In the eyes of a later surgeon, who was also a surgeon in a tertiary hospital, the operating room of Charlotte Hospital was undoubtedly extremely simple, an empty room and an operating table, although it was still clean, but it lacked many necessary equipment, such as shadowless lights, monitors, and ventilators......

Well, John admits that he is hypocritical.

But to John's satisfaction, at least the operating room here is not like the one I saw last time in London, like a university lecture hall, where anyone can come over and see a surgeon for surgery! And the wards I passed by just now also seem to have a small window, and the condition is quite good.

After two turns, John grabbed a nurse-looking woman and asked, "Hello, what time does Professor Bergman come to work?" ”

"About eight o'clock...... Who are you? ”

After answering casually, the nurse looked up and asked with some curiosity.

This nurse is not very old, that is, in her twenties, with an ordinary figure and ordinary appearance, and she is wearing a set of John's awkward nurse uniform - similar to a maid outfit, and it is a kitchen maid outfit, but it is dirty and uncomfortable to look at......

Well, John admits that he's being hypocritical again.

With a secret sigh in his heart, John explained his identity to the other party, and the freckled man immediately widened his eyes and asked in a bright voice, "You are a student at the University of Berlin Medical School?" So young? ”

"Uh...... Yes. ”

Blinking, John smiled and said, "My name is John Huntelaar, and we're going to work together in the future, let's get to know each other first." ”

"My name is Helen, Helen Müller!"

His nose moved, and he smiled generously, his eyes constantly looking at John.

Although his temperament is quite calm, John's age seems to be too young in terms of appearance alone, especially for sensitive women, and it is easy to detect strange places.

But John didn't care about that, and patiently chatted with Helen.

Under John's guidance in words, Helen quickly explained the situation in the surgery of Charlotte Hospital like a bamboo tube pouring beans: there were sixteen rooms in the whole building, eight on each floor, except for Professor Bergman, who had one of his own offices, the other six physicians shared two offices, and in addition to some miscellaneous rooms such as storage rooms, student lounges, etc., there were two operating rooms and six wards, which could accommodate nearly forty patients at a time......

"You wait first!"

When he heard this, John thought he had heard it wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand and asked, "You just said how many wards do we have?" ”

"Six!"

A strange look at John, Helen repeated.

John was stunned and asked a little puzzled, "There are only eight wards?" But what I just heard you say seems like we can accommodate forty patients, right? ”

"Yes, six or seven people in each room, isn't that fifty?"

Frowning, Hai Ethics said as a matter of course.

"This ......"

John opened his mouth as if to say something, but finally swallowed and foamed at the mouth.

Six or seven people in a ward?

Depending on the size of the surgical building, how big can a ward be? Can you fit six or seven people lying in it? John shuddered at the thought of a small room full of hospital beds, with a gap in between that could only be used by doctors and family members!

"Huh? John, you're here so early? ”

Just when John's face was a little blue, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, and he quickly turned around to see that Professor Bergman was standing behind him and looking at him, with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, Professor!"

John couldn't take care of the nurse Helen at this time, so he hurriedly walked over to say hello and said with a smile: "Because I thought of coming to study surgery on the first day today, I was a little too excited, so I couldn't sleep in the morning and simply came early." ”

"Haha......"

Hearing John's non-superficial sycophancy, Professor Bergman laughed happily.

Now that the teacher came, John naturally stopped chatting with him, but when he turned his head to see that Helen was long gone, he had to follow Professor Bergman into the office.

While packing up the things he had brought, Professor Bergman smiled and said, "John, there are four other students studying with me besides you, you can get to know each other later." But at least they've been at the University of Berlin for four years, and you're the first young man to study with me after a year......"

"I won't let you down!"

John smiled slightly, and said to Bergman with an indifferent expression.

In an era of backward information and physicians embracing new ideas, he would have gotten his Ph.D. certificate and gone back to New York if it weren't for the sake of accumulating contacts, so John never doubted that becoming a student of Bergman would be one of the proudest things of his life.

"But now we should be able to start preparing, right?"

Taking advantage of Professor Bergman's efforts to sort things out, John's thoughts slowly drifted to the other side of the ocean, and he secretly pondered: "At most, it will be another two or three years, and now some of the precision equipment and instruments that only exist in Europe should be able to start to inspect and customize, as for New York, can you also write to Grandpa and Steve, let them start to do it?" Well, I think I'm going to have to think about it when I go back tonight......"

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