When he woke up again, Kraft was glad to be greeted by the ceiling and the quiet light of dusk, rather than anyone's anxious face or the hasty steps of running back and forth in the hallway.

A whole afternoon passed in a deep sleep. He thought he would have a long dream of fighting something, running in vain in the endless repetition space, but in reality there was nothing, and his mind was so empty that he couldn't hold more than half a thought.

Consciousness is like a baby floating in amniotic fluid, unintentionally swinging its limb of nothingness, drifting for a short or long time, waiting for the memory before the fragment to float automatically.

The orange-yellow, slightly drunken light slowly paced over the bedding and cabinets, and climbed diagonally against the wall. The smell of bitter plants mixed with the smell of smoky grains from the surrounding chimneys fills the slightly hot and humid air.

It's almost dinner time. The experience of gradually coming out of a slumber is not good, and instead of recovering all the energy expended, it also contributes to the headache.

The missing piece of time gives one the unease of being abandoned by the world, everything moving out of consciousness for a while, and instinctively wondering if something is out of control.

This uneasiness prompted Kraft to give up the idea of continuing to lie down and slowly sit up at the skull sore point.

Unsorted and chaotic information squeezed into the mind one after another, spatial fragmentation, banquet dishes, medical representatives, distorted dissections, gray and white stones, stumps, solid black liquid.

Oh yes, and this thing.

Kraft looked at the long box beside the bed, which smelled of lime powder, tightly bound with rope. Inside is the hand left before the loot is sent away.

It is best to deal with this thing as soon as possible, dissect the desired information before the corruption occurs, separate the crystalline black liquor, and then burn the biological waste to solve the possible hidden dangers as soon as possible.

Along this line, more troublesome things are brought out.

Green demanded that the stone in his palm be seen afterwards, to make sure his trust was not to give the professor a sample to do some strange experiment. In terms of medical school stereotypes, it's important to admit that this concern is valid — and may not be a stereotype.

In other words, the priest would never give this kind of thing to a medical school professor, and he can make this kind of compromise, and he is also the most enlightened among the enlightened.

Kraft understands very well that this cannot be seen as a trophy of his own, they are currently a community, and both sides have the right to ask for information on the whereabouts of important samples.

The second is to explore the inducing factors of solid-liquid biphasic conversion in black liquor, which cannot be said to be clear-minded, and can only be said to be clueless.

At first he wondered if the melting and solidification of the thing had something to do with the infidel's state of life, but it didn't make sense.

In terms of the aftermath, it should have been the time before and after the battle, and it may have even been when the body was moved back in the dark and unnoticed for a while, a whole piece of black crystal melted on the back of the hand and flowed "just right" down the vein of the arm to the superior vena cava, and the destination was probably the right atrium.

If this process hadn't been interrupted by re-coagulation, it would have been circulating through the lungs in a few minutes and then pumped all over the body.

So it's more like that condition appears for a while, but then disappears.

The best thing to do is to reproduce the factors that appeared at the time, but some of them are too uncontrollable to try.

And there is a second question, since the black liquor will naturally condense into a solid state, how does the previously seen stable state black liquor exist? The factors that make it impossible to liquefy it have been maintained in the surrounding area all the time.

Thinking about it makes me even more headache, and it is to be expected that this headache will cover the next short time.

"Whatever." It's time for dinner now, and no matter how difficult it is, Kraft is responsible for it after dinner.

After a warm up of thought, his sluggish brain was reactivated, and he rolled over and got out of bed, dressed up, and went downstairs to the dining room.

Benefiting from good expectations of patient growth and future revenues, the David's Clinic began to expand into the surrounding area, buying the house next door at a premium and temporarily converting part of it into a separate space isolated from the ward.

The first thing to separate was the kitchen and the dining room, as everyone found themselves struggling to find it as time to go out and buy something to eat as they used to. They desperately need a clean place to provide convenient meals at their fingertips.

By the time Kraft had cleaned up, most of them had finished their daytime mission and sat down at their tables to share food for their own use.

Although the work is busy, there is no overtime here for the time being. This is mainly due to the limitations of lighting, which makes nighttime work inefficient, costs skyrocketing, and increases the risk of fire. Unless there are special circumstances, such as rushing to the medical records overnight to deal with the examination, no one will do this.

At the window table, the professor found his entourage and students, and the food in front of them was clearly far beyond the cafeteria, with a piece of cheese and ham-like meat, in addition to bread and vegetable soup.

The source of the additional meal was an old acquaintance. Lecturer Viren from the medical school sat on the sidelines, holding a spoon and tapping lightly on the edge of the bowl, facing the food without touching his hands.

"What, isn't it appetizing? Although it is certainly not as good as the chef of the Xiguo family, the dinner here should not be too bad to be eaten, right? Kraft sat down in the empty seat with his plate.

"No, we're waiting for you. Let's try this cheese, I bought it when I came, and it tastes good. Viren cut a piece of cheese and spread it on the plate with a knife, "It tastes good with ham." ”

"Thanks, next time you can start first." Kraft forked a slice of ham and sandwiched it in the bread with the cheese, motioning for the students to do so without being polite to Viren.

"Let's talk about something while we eat." It just so happens that I haven't had time to communicate with the two of them for some days, so I can solve it together while I have time.

Seeing Kraft's flat look, Viren wasn't sure if this was the same person as last night, "Professor, last night's surgery was beautiful, and I have to say it at the risk of offending my colleagues, I don't think I'll see such good technology in Dunling again." ”

"Especially in the part that identified the lesion, how do you tell if the hemorrhaga is compressing and not the other damage?"

"Mainly because of the location of the injury, the vascular damage in that part is already easy to lead to hematoma, combined with the change of pupil size and the condition, it can still be inferred."

A knowledge point that he had never heard of, and his curiosity made Viren feel like he was back in the classroom of the year, "Is this so you sure?" ”

"Oh, not necessarily."

"Is there any more accurate way?" He asked, ready to pay a certain amount of money.

"If there is blood after opening it, it is bleeding, and if there is no blood, it is other problems." Kraft took a bite of the humble hamburger, the salty and fermented inconspicuous milky flavor with the ham, which was not particularly tantalizing to the taste buds, at least better than eating a matryoshka hard dish at a banquet.

“.” This answer directly blocked all of Viren's sense of anticipation, like swallowing a piece of rough bread and drinking several sips of vegetable soup before he came to his senses.

"So what do you say? It's nothing more than weighing the pros and cons, if you don't do it, there will be no tomorrow, and if you do it, there will be a chance, which is a good choice. If he doesn't do it, he will have time to make a will, say goodbye to his family, and only have a very small probability of saving his life, how to choose? ”

“.” Viren is caught in a logical and ethical dilemma.

While he was quiet, Kraft turned to the two next to him, who were cleaning plates.

One of them has a lot of training, and the other is in a period of rapid growth, and last night's banquet did not affect today's appetite, especially Yvonne, who unfortunately tasted a part of the pigeon, completely shattered the beautiful imagination of the main course.

By the time they swallowed what was in their mouths, they were greeted with questions that had been accumulating for several days, ranging from their studies to their health.

"This is a lecturer at Durham University, and he has a lot of experience in human body structure and teaching, and he will work with us for a long time. Kraft explained.

"It's two of my students, Koop and Yvonne, who are pretty smart. Koop, in particular, has been my assistant for a long time, even though he has just started to learn anatomy, so he is familiar with the operating procedures. It couldn't be better to have your guidance. ”

As the so-called bystander for a few years, the water dispenser in the clinic will see a doctor. Koop is the water dispenser, or a water dispenser with a good memory, I don't know how much the principle is, and the operation is more standard than most people.

"Hello." Koop hurriedly saluted with an unskilled gesture, not understanding how he had become involved with a lecturer.

"I'm honored." Viren happily agreed, it wasn't a problem, and having access to Kraft's assistant was the same as being in touch with Kraft's technology.

After relieving his breath, he remembered another thing he had to say, which was also about surgery, "By the way, Professor Kraft, do you have any acquaintances with the church?" ”

"A temporary partnership with an individual."

"If I say more, you'd better not appear too close to the church, because even if you don't hear any bad things on the surface, it will easily cause rejection from a small number of people."

Clough nodded, "I know, it was just an accident. ”

"And, as you said, there is no absolute certainty; If something happens, we can understand your logic, and others may not care. Thinking of this stubble, Viren touched the cold sweat that didn't exist.

Looking back afterwards, it was he who wanted to stand in that position, and even if he was ninety percent sure, he might not be willing to do it. The responsibility for the death of the church on the operating table is not clear.

The man who performed the operation didn't seem to be touched by these words, and even distracted himself and gave Yvonne the last piece of ham that no one was embarrassed to move.

"You're right, in hindsight it was; But after the fact, it was an afterthought, and I didn't care about this at the time, and I shouldn't have considered it very much. ”

"Well, you've got your own considerations." What else can be said? can only be when this professor is young and the artist is bold.

Yvonne listened to the conversation between the two, took a bite of the ham slices, and suddenly said, "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

"Oh, of course not." Looking at the girl's size, Viren smiled kindly, and the entanglement of ideas was diluted a lot, "Professor Kraft, you have a good student. ”