Ask for a referral ticket!!

Apparently the others did not know about the disease and could only stand by and watch.

"Let me go, I know how to treat."

Garion squeezed away the crowd of onlookers, helped the patient to his feet, lay down on his back in a comfortable seat, wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief to prevent choking and choking on the trachea, and then unbuttoned his neck with the two fingers of his left hand, loosened his collar, turned his head to the side, and gently patted his face to allow the vomit in his mouth to pass smoothly.

The advent of the steam age meant that mankind entered the first industrial revolution, and with the collapse of the feudal system, science replaced the authoritative position of religion.

The advent of the train meant that the inherent class was gradually broken, but it failed to reverse the backwardness of feudal ignorance in a short time.

The prosperity of the Second French Empire was mainly manifested in the metropolis of Paris, and in the eyes of the people of Paris, the rest of France was a group of countrymen. This is also a consequence of inequality in education. For example, the peasants in the countryside who surrounded the Garion were raised by decree from the government that led to the rise of the aristocratic enclosure movement. They lost their land and were forced to leave their homes and move to the big factories in the cities, where they became part of the working class.

So it was impossible to expect these peasants to save people, but fortunately this was the train carriage and not the other epileptic patients who were not possessed by the devil and hung on the cross.

At this time, the conductor also rushed over, but he was also at a loss in the face of this unexpected situation.

Garion had learned some emergency relief techniques and acted as a temporary doctor. Suddenly remembering that there might be a passenger with the identity of a doctor in the first-class or second-class seat, he hurriedly shouted to the conductor next to him, "Doctor, quick, help me go to the first-class or second-class carriage and ask if there is anyone who is a doctor!" ”

The young conductor hurriedly ran in the direction of the second-class seat, while Garion continued to soothe the patient, trying to relieve the other party's spasms. Pick up a rag on the table and stuff it into the other person's mouth to prevent the tongue from biting.

Soon he was relieved when he rushed over from the first-class seat with a stethoscope and took over the rescue of Garion. Handed over to a professional doctor, the gray-bearded doctor took the epilepsy patient from his hand, glanced at the professional first aid measures, looked at the outdated countrymen, and said in surprise, "Young man, are you a doctor?" ”

Garion shook his head and said, "No, I've just learned some first aid. ”

Hearing his answer, the doctor did not greet the peasant in the countryside again, but began to reassure the epileptic patient and try to calm him down. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "You go away first, I'm a professional doctor, just let me do it." ”

By this time, the patient's breathing had stabilized, and Garion saw that he was fine, and sat back in his seat. The villagers who watched the excitement gradually dispersed and returned to their seats, still discussing the previous scene in a whisper.

He even saw people muttering to themselves with a Bible and looking at the sick with fear. In the nineteenth century, when theocracy collapsed, there were still large numbers of religious believers in the countryside of southern France.

Catholicism still has a deep-rooted influence in France, and even if Napoleon III was not a true Catholic, he still wanted to make friendly gestures to the archbishop.

The hiccup had passed, and the carriage had regained its calm. Some leaned back on their seats with their arms crossed and fell into a deep sleep. Others were bored looking out the window at the speeding scenery, from Indre-et-et-et-eternall-Loire to Paris, the steam train at 30 kilometers per hour took about ten hours, and Garion had to take out a pirated copy of "Notre Dame" from his suitcase and flip through it.

Fortunately, I had lived in Paris for a while before I traveled, and novels became a pastime for the French middle class, and in the middle of the nineteenth century, with the advent of pirated books, the price of books began to fall continuously, and even a good original novel could be bought for only one franc, and pirated copies were even cheaper.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of Garion grinding through the novel, accompanied by the hum of the railroad tracks, making the train's carriages even quieter.

I don't know how long it took, the dark sky became radiant, the sun was already shining all over the fields, and the golden tulips and wild roses were slowly swaying in the spring breeze, occasionally looming in the lush artemisia grass.

A sudden, low chant interrupted Garion's reading thoughts.

"From Gaul, European, local to Greek and Roman, from authentic and modern to fake antiquity. It is this decline that is called the Renaissance. Having said that, this decline does not lose its magnificence, for the old Gothic spirits, the sunset that sinks behind the huge printing press in Mainz, sometimes still shines on the whole pile of buildings that are mixed with the Latin arcades and the Corinthian colonnades. ”

"It's the sun at dusk, but we think it's the dawn."

Garion looked up, the text he was reading was the passage from "Notre Dame de Paris", and he was surprised to find that the epilepsy patient he had helped had recovered his spirits, although his face was still a little pale.

Glancing at the cover, he said, "Hugo's Notre-Dame de Paris, I have rarely seen anyone reading quietly in the third class, most of them either playing cards or falling asleep without grace, especially ......"

He glanced at the rustic young man for a few moments, and swallowed the words that had come to his lips.

But even if you don't say it, you know what the other person wants to say. Having lived in the 5th arrondissement of Paris for many years before crossing over, Garion could reply in a pure Parisian accent, "My name is Garian Henri Nicholas, well, I'm glad to see you're okay." ”

The middle-aged man sitting opposite paused for a moment, squinting his eyes again and examining the person in front of him. He had never seen a hillbilly in the Loire who could speak a pure Parisian accent without a country accent, and even if he had lived in the capital for many years, he would have more or less mixed with a hint of a local accent, and the problem of the accent was also an inferiority complex that he desperately hid in his heart.

In the nineteenth-century countries of Western Europe, the upper class emphasized such a thing with accents almost to the point of pathological paranoia, and even used accents to distinguish the difference between the nouveau riche and the true aristocracy.

George Bernard Shaw's The Flower Seller is a true portrayal of society in the 19th and early 20th centuries.

Then the middle-aged man smiled, felt that the young man in front of him was very interesting, stretched out his hand and introduced himself seriously, and said, "My name is Michel Verette, and I am the president of a publishing house. Thank you for saving my life. ”

As he spoke of the publishing house, the middle-aged man visibly smiled smugly at Garion.

Garion seems to have heard the name of this publishing house somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while. Since the other party has expressed friendship, he can't let the other party awkwardly stretch out his hand in mid-air, and he also stretched out his hand generously.

"Hello."

After introducing himself, Michel Ville spoke, "But I have a reluctant request, and I ask Mr. Garion not to pay attention to it. ”

"Huh?"

Garian closed the book and listened quietly as he continued.

Michelle touched her nose and said a little embarrassed, "The next time you see someone having a seizure, please don't put the rag that wipes the table and glass into the patient's mouth." ”