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"Is this really a hospital?"

On the afternoon of October 15, 1842, the thirtieth day of Zhu Jishi's arrival in this era, with the help of Isabel, Zhu Jishi finally got an opportunity for an interview. However, it was Isabelle's sister Lady Durand who accompanied him to the "Charity Hospital" in London's industrial area, called "Omen Hospital" (the noble and beautiful countess could not be expected to go to the smelly and dirty place in the industrial area of London, where all kinds of pathogenic germs floated in the air), and she told Zhu Jishi, who was a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, the interview is just a passing scene, and Isabel has already greeted the owner here, Mr. Omen."

Although she still had some disdain for Zhu Jishi, a "Tatar", Mrs. Duran still had a charming smile on her face, and told Zhu Jishi about the situation in Oumen Hospital in great detail. The Omen Hospital, a so-called "charity hospital", was financed by the owners of several textile mills, one of whom was Peter. The owner of the textile factory in Oumen contributed the most, so the name of the hospital was called "Oumen Hospital".

In addition, Mrs. Duran also told Zhu Jishi that these "charity hospitals" run by capitalists or churches do not charge medical fees, and most of the funds for hospital operation come from donations, and sometimes they also rely on selling drugs to subsidize them, and the objects they serve are not middle- and upper-class people like her and Isabel, but the lowest level of civilians, in fact, those people have no ability to pay for medical expenses.

The middle and upper classes who can afford to pay for medical treatment usually seek home services from skilled doctors, and sometimes they also seek medical treatment at private clinics in Haode. Basically, you don't go to a charity hospital that only provides free medical care to the poor. Because the conditions are really bad......

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, when Zhu Jishi saw this dilapidated big house built in the middle of two factories (like a printing and dyeing factory) that constantly emitted an unpleasant smell, it was still difficult to associate it with a hospital or something.

The main color of the house is gray, and it looks like the sky in London's industrial area, as if it has not been cleaned, and Zhu Jishi later learned that when the hospital was first built, the façade was actually white...... More than half of the glass in the windows of the building had been shattered, so it was barely covered with cardboard. Mrs. Duran told him that the windows had been smashed during the riots in London's industrial area in September. In the first half of the 19th century, it was very common in Europe for working people to make trouble.

"Come with me." Madame Duran smiled at Zhu Jishimei, and then took out a handkerchief to cover her nose. To be honest, the smell here is so bad that if you smell it closely, you can tell the smell of mold, the smell of rancidity, the smell of feces, and the smell of toxic industrial exhaust from the surrounding factories! Zhu Jishi was dizzy for a while, with the medical knowledge he mastered, this hospital was simply a petri dish for viruses and germs!

Zhu Jishi saw almost all the deadly germs such as tuberculosis bacteria, cholera bacteria, plague bacteria, typhus, smallpox, yellow fever, etc., all growing happily here.

"Tatars? Oh my God, what a Tatar! "The director of the hospital, Frank. Hahn, a big man with a rude demeanor and a face full of horizontal meat, looked at Zhu Jishi for a long time while watching the orangutans in the zoo, and suddenly grinned: "Okay, great! Finally a doctor who can stay in this hellish place for a little longer. Hey, Tatar, I heard you're still a surgeon? ”

"Yes, I'm a surgeon." Zhu Jishi stubbornly admitted.

"Great, will you deliver the baby?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Hahn took the doctor's license from Zhu Jishi's hand and looked at it, "Wow, it's still a license!" It's fantastic, we now have two licensed physicians at Omen Hospital. That's right. Tatar, what is your name? ”

"Jason. Cinnabar. Zhu Jishi retrieved his medical license.

Jason ...... Cinnabar? Is Zhu a surname? ”

"Yes, just call me Jason."

"Alright, Jason, I'm glad you're here, I'm Frank. Hahn, the dean here, just call me Frank. As he spoke, a greasy hand wiped a gray coat (which may have turned out to be white) covered in blood and oil, and then held Zhu Jishi's right hand tightly.

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About half an hour after the initial meeting, Frank. Hahn had already taken Zhu Jishi around the terrible smell of the hospital, and introduced all the doctors and nurses to Zhu Jishi - in fact, there were not many of them. The sponsor here, Mr. Omen, should actually be called Mr. "Slammon", and the hospital spends less than £200 a month. Frank. Hahn is the "contractor" of the hospital, including Zhu Jishi, he employs a total of five doctors, a midwife and a pharmacist, but only Zhu Jishi holds a serious medical license, the other four doctors are all unlicensed, and the only pharmacist is Frank. Hahn's wife, Mary. Hahn, she's also unlicensed, and as for the one named Janet. Lee's midwives were similarly unlicensed—there was no such thing as a midwife. However, their salaries are no less than those of Zhu Jishi, a licensed physician, at £3 a week.

There were also six female nurses, all of whom were noble middle-class, bourgeois ladies, who were not hired, but volunteers, who came to the hospital to take care of the sick because of their kindness or belief in God. However, these female nurses did not have any nursing attempts at all, and did not even know the most basic disinfection and sterilization - Zhu Jishi saw with his own eyes that one of the petite and cute female nurses was wiping a pair of birth forceps and a few scissors with a dirty rag with blood stains.

As for the medicines provided in this charity hospital, they are certainly not free. This is Frank. Dean Jaén's main source of income. However, the number and variety of drugs are still very small, and most of them are useless, such as a syrup that is said to be used to treat tuberculosis! Zhu Jishi's "Prescription for All Nations" said that this syrup could relieve the pain of tuberculosis, but in fact it was just adding some opium ointment - opium in this era was simply a cure-all in Europe, and large pieces of opium ointment could be found in all pharmacies and hospitals. And more than half of Western medicine may contain opium! In addition, the production of Western medicine in this era was not truly industrialized, and many pharmacies and hospitals were producing and selling Western medicines on their own, and there was no one to supervise them, so everyone was willing to add opium, a "well-working" all-purpose drug, to their own medicines.

In addition to the "special medicine" with opium, there are many drugs made from alkaloids lifted from plants, such as emetine, quinine (for malaria), cinchonine (also extracted from cinchona), atropine, etc., most of which are poisonous and will definitely kill people if they are not used carelessly. But there are also good things, such as berberine, which is the famous berberine! However, it is not more effective than haode berberine hydrochloride, so there is no injection that can be used for injection.

There are also a lot of ridiculous medicines in this hospital, such as ketchup! It is said that it can be used to cure more than 30 kinds of diseases, I really wonder how those travelers who have not studied medicine will feel when they get sick in their lifetime and see the doctor feeding him (her) tomato sauce to cure the disease? Boiled water with a little sulfuric acid or hydrochloric acid has also become a panacea, which can cure up to thirty-one diseases. In addition, oil is actually a "panacea...... Healing with oil, these European doctors treat patients like Transformers?

"Jason, how do you feel about this hospital?" After visiting the hospital with Zhu Jishi, Frank with a pipe in his mouth. Hahn asked Zhu Jishi happily.

"It's a little dirty." Zhu Jishi gave a rather pertinent opinion.