Dark-Haired British Doctor - Chapter 501



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Episode 501: Plague [4]

Now that we have entered a place where smallpox is prevalent, neither Liston nor I can return to Edo City any longer.

So I decided to send a letter to Captain Charles.

Of course, this guy couldn’t go in either, so we took an interpreter with us and took measures to have him deliver the letter at the actual entrance.

The samurai side was also equally anxious.

In fact, wasn’t smallpox traditionally a terrifying epidemic in Northeast Asia?

“Tell it quickly so that nothing gets lost!”

“Make sure to check to see if something like this happens in other villages!”

The samurai who appeared to be the leader was indeed a leader.

I was sending people here and there.

Of course, it happened under my supervision.

This wasn’t that difficult to convince.

“The curse of the ghost is easily transmitted. You will most likely be fine if you drink the holy water, but if you are not careful, your lord could be in danger.”

“Ugh.”

what…….

There is also a saying that the West values ​​honor and the East values ​​loyalty.

It is a worldview that considers it almost the highest virtue for a person to be loyal to another person by giving up their life.

By the 21st century, even that kind of thing has faded away, and we have entered an era where subordinates do not show loyalty and superiors do not keep their promises. If you said that to the 19th century Japanese samurai class, you would have had the rare experience of your head and body being separated.

These guys are literally the ones who live and die for loyalty.

“Wash your hands! Wash them thoroughly! No, cut them off instead!”

“That crazy guy. Just give it to him like this and tell him to wipe his hands.”

“ah.”

Since the story of life and death is not just a saying but an actual description, unexpected statements continued to be made.

Fortunately, apart from the samurai leader, no one was willing to cut off their own hand to pledge their loyalty, so persuasion was easy.

Above all, it would be better for the leader to return safely than to make a loyal subordinate a cripple, so he followed me obediently.

“Anyway, what about them?”

Liston looked at the people standing or sprawled out on the field, divided into four groups, and asked.

Uninfected, close contacts (family members of infected), infected, and severely ill patients.

I classified it into four like this.

‘Severely ill patients are abandoned.’

It’s heartbreaking, but it’s impossible to save a seriously ill patient.

Of course I will provide you with food and water… … .

There is nothing more you can do.

In the first place, there is no food or drink right now.

After our Captain Charles delivered the letter into the city of Edinburgh, and it was safely delivered to the Earl of Elgin, we ran out of supplies until the Earl sent us some.

Of course, there will also be forced conscription in the village.

I’m going to do it, but… … .

‘What could be here…?’

It’s a sight I’ve never seen in England.

Upton, where I lived, was a rural area, but since I lived with Joseph, who was very wealthy, I never went hungry, and I never felt any lack in life.

How was it in London?

Except for the first few months, it was almost a life of luxury.

Honestly, I feel better now than I did in my previous life.

That’s true, except for eating.

‘Is this what it means to be so poor that you can’t even call it a real thing?’

Of course, if you go to the East End, there are plenty of gruesome sights beyond the grinding poverty.

The British, slaves of capitalism, even take tourists there for money.

But even that shabby space boasts a 19th century look, no matter what.

In contrast, this place truly preserves the appearance of a wonderful medieval oriental village.

The city of Edo is much better than this, but it’s surprising that there’s a place like this just an hour or two away on foot.

“What should I do?”

As I was thinking about that, Liston asked me.

Of course, Liston, who was a true doctor, would not be able to tolerate people wasting time in this situation.

“Ah. First of all… … There’s no way over there.”

“There’s no way? No, that’s what a doctor would say?”

“Do you remember when the bridge collapsed before?”

“Ah… … Triage. Remember?”

I’ve said it time and time again, but Liston is a genius.

It might be a stretch to say he’s the smartest person I’ve ever seen, but he’s at least pretty smart.

In 21st century Korea, doctors are practically a collection of people who studied the best in science in Korea, and being one of those people who is considerably smarter is generally considered a genius.

me?

I am…….

Well, inside it was just an ordinary axis.

“Even back then, we couldn’t all try to save ourselves.”

“Let’s get the most efficiency out of our available resources, is this it?”

“Yes.”

“But… … You are using sorcery instead of medicine. Is sorcery like that too?”

Sometimes when I see things like this, I feel like I’m being a bit stupid.

Why are you being fooled by the smoke that was cast to deceive the general public?

Well… … Since I ate some stinking cow pus as a holy man, let’s just move on.

Later on, you can just open up and say, ‘That’s how it is, bro.’

Yeah, I think it would be better to take a break for now to move in unison.

“Yes. If I could just draw out divine power, it would be Jesus. I just borrow it little by little.”

“Ah… … So that’s how it is again. Well, you’re quite distant from Jesus.”

“Yes. If I were Jesus, I would have started by giving the five loaves of bread to the two fish. People were starving, so would I have just given them pieces of gold?”

“That’s true too.”

So I decided to go with the Shaman meta.

At least when you’re in Asia, I think it’s okay to just do it this way.

It’s not that I see Asia as uncivilized…

It’s just that there are too many people who are still stuck in the pre-modern era.

You might ask, “Aren’t there Silhak scholars?” But if you look at the appearance of Silhak scholars, you will be able to see why they had no choice but to be ‘Silhak’ scholars.

First of all, Park Ji-won, who is famous for his travelogue, also failed the civil service exam.

Since it was a Joseon version of the yin shu system, it would have been difficult to truly gain vested rights.

The same goes for Hong Dae-yong.

Jeong Yak-yong is… …an exception, but there is nothing more foolish than bringing up an exceptional case when talking about the general trend.

‘You said you had to read web novels to write them, right? There’s nothing more frustrating than seeing someone say, “That person did it!” after seeing a successful writer without reading them.’

When I said I was having a hard time, a web novel writer who was a doctor gave me some serious advice, so I skimmed through some web novels.

to be honest…….

The level has dropped.

So I said I wouldn’t read and write, and I almost got beat up.

When I was young, I learned boxing and my nickname was Bundang-gu Ilbo, but I never thought that was true.

I got down on my knees and cried for the first time in my life while spinning the weave and doing a river blow.

Anyway, at this time, Northeast Asia was still a good place to live, at least for the privileged class, so it had to be seen that they did not particularly want change.

In that situation, would you like it if I were to try to make it bloom for no reason?

‘There are many archers in Joseon… … .’

Have you seen ?

There are such warriors in every village, so it is questionable why they were affected by the Horan, but anyway, if even a short piece of silver flies in, I, even if Liston doesn’t know, will go straight to the afterlife.

Yes, from today onwards, I am a true Yaso shaman for a while.

“Now, carry these unclean things in there! Cover your hands with the cloth I have given you, and after you have carried them all, burn them! Because the unclean things have been carried!”

It’s hard to make up your mind, but isn’t it easy to move after making up your mind?

It was originally a country with a strong will to act, but it became even more so after the 19th century.

Otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to survive.

“Hi!”

The samurai, strangely enough, did not notice that the Red Coats were in charge of using their guns as sticks to drive the few infected who could walk into other buildings, while they themselves were in charge of carrying and moving the seriously ill patients. They worked diligently.

I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to exert any strength since I was so skinny, but fortunately, the patients were much skinnier and I could hear them clearly.

Of course, it would have been easier because there were samurai with decent physiques.

Even so, they look weak compared to our proud Red Coats.

“Okay, you guys, get in there now!”

“yes yes.”

So I had my subordinates move the severely ill and the general infected, and Liston and I moved the contacts and the non-infected to different houses.

As I looked at the house, I couldn’t help but sigh.

It looked almost like a hut.

The house with tatami mats seemed to be a fairly well-off house.

Most of them are just mud houses, mud.

‘No, well… … thatched houses are like that too… … ?’

When I was in the military, I went on a pilgrimage to a military academy as a military doctor, and I once stayed in a thatched-roof house.

I didn’t sleep because I wanted to, my schedule was just messed up like a dog so it ended up like that.

The kids were sleeping outside in sleeping bags, and I was sleeping inside as a captain, but I ran away while I was sleeping.

and…….

At night, a raccoon came out of the roof and walls of the thatched house.

“We are outside.”

“Outside? You want to sleep out?”

“Then are you going inside?”

“Ah… … No. I’ll make it instead, okay?”

“Make… …?”

“Yeah. You can make it. Like a tent.”

So I was about to sleep out, but Liston groaned and got up, pulling out a knife.

Since our subordinates had just finished their work, our attention was naturally focused in that direction.

Liston was a man who was used to being in the spotlight and couldn’t help but be used to it, so he didn’t mind at all.

I just walked along and came to a tree that looked like it had died from a long drought, and even the bark had already been peeled off and boiled to eat.

There were quite a few trees in the village, indicating that it must have originally been a beautiful village.

“Ugh!”

Liston swung his sword.

“Um… … .”

“If you keep doing that, you’ll end up losing me.”

“No, I’m jealous… … Huh.”

Since samurai are people who use swords, wouldn’t they know the strength of a very dry tree?

It wouldn’t be for nothing that they use hollow bamboo for the cutting test.

So I clicked my tongue, but that, of course, only lasted for a moment.

Liston’s sword, which was not just a Sword Master’s but a Grand Master’s, cut down the black dry tree with one stroke and then another.

‘No… Is that a lightsaber?’

Liston, who displayed a magical power that seemed to be that of a Jedi Knight, quickly cut down a tree of an appropriate length, used it as a pillar, and placed it on the ground, then placed a roof on top of it.

Then, in a short time, a sort of makeshift building without walls but with a roof was completed.

“Is this good enough?”

“Oh, that’s right.”

“Hey guys!”

“yes yes!”

“Take this and build it yourself.”

“Ha, hi!”

Even in that short time, he managed to finish making a block of wood large enough for the rest of the children to lie down and sleep on.

‘Should we just invade the shogunate like this?’

As I looked at that sight, a cheeky imagination crossed my mind for a moment.

I did it because I thought something would happen if I just had Liston.