You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 115



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Episode 115: Lee Dae-ron… … I don’t think it will work [2]

methanol.

This may be too ignorant… … .

When I think of methanol, the only thing that comes to mind is a case where soldiers made it with it and became blind because they were not allowed to drink alcohol.

Damn.

“Oh, methanol? “That’s not a difficult task.”

“yes? really?”

So I was about to give up, but then I heard… … .

So, Dr. Liston, who had heard that I could do something with methanol, led me to the condom factory.

Perhaps because they had made so much money, the location of the factory had changed.

Of course, it has been a long time since the chemist who used to work with rubber has completely changed his appearance.

Brilliant… … Wearing a suit and a stylish hat, he shrugged his shoulders as soon as he heard me.

‘This bastard… … I think I said that when I talked about arsenic compounds before… … ?’

But I couldn’t believe it because of the arsenic.

He read my eyes and poured out words as if he felt unfair.

“No, it’s true! “Methanol is a substance that is over a hundred years old.”

“really?”

“Has this person been deceived?”

“arsenic.”

I asked to try treating syphilis with arsenic, but all this guy created was a colorless, odorless, and odorless poison.

Crazy guy… … .

When I asked them to make a medicine, they made the arsenic more toxic?

Since he is a person with a conscience, he blushed at my words.

“Hmm. that… … haha! But does that make sense? “You can cure syphilis with arsenic!”

No, you old man actually wrote that?

Of course, the times are a bit different… … .

Well, I guess there isn’t much of a difference.

I can’t say this… … .

“But methanol is a different story. what is that… … “You just have to buy it.”

“aha. okay. “Then is it possible to oxidize it?”

“Oxidation? Hmm. All you have to do is expose it to oxygen, so there’s nothing difficult about it. however… … “Is that poison?”

“It’s poison.”

“okay. There is nothing else to write about. Although I said it easily… … So it will take quite some time to get it. “Why on earth are you trying to use this?”

It seems that I am not the only one who thinks of methanol as toxic.

The chemist also said, “Ugh,” and expressed his doubts to me.

Actually, would you want to touch something like that?

Of course not.

Even now, sometimes I remember the smell of formalin from the anatomy lab… … It’s not a very good memory.

but… … .

‘no… … They say that stealing bodies isn’t enough, but killing people.’

If I can exchange such an enormous crime for something a little inconvenient, shouldn’t I do it?

Of course, it would be better if people could clearly tell people not to do that… … .

The problem was that they weren’t the type of people who would understand something like that by saying it.

“I thought someone said this before. I think it was someone you knew… … It is said that if you stuff an animal in methanol-burned water, it will not rot at all… … .”

“Hmm. okay? When you say uncle, do you mean my boss?”

“yes.”

“Well, I heard that there was also tiger hunting in India… … “Isn’t taxidermy troublesome?”

That would have been nonsense.

How strong is formalin, so how can a tiger skin withstand it?

However, the chemist was a person who believed what I said after condoms, no, after making a lot of money with condoms, he just nodded.

“Okay, then. Save me. It won’t be difficult. They say people pay for trash… … “Someone will bring it.”

“Yes, then please.”

Not only that, but it wasn’t long before I actually got methanol.

No, I even had it oxidized before bringing it in.

He said it wasn’t that difficult.

When I heated copper and mixed it with methanol, a gas came out, and when I collected it, it turned out to be this strange-smelling liquid… … In other words, they said it was made of formalin?

I thought he was a much more capable person than I thought.

“Ugh.”

smell… … .

The smell was truly overwhelming, spreading out in all directions.

‘This is a carcinogen… … It feels like the consistency is thicker?’

What can I say?

If the smell coming from the dissection lab was just Americano, should I say that this feels TOP?

Still, I couldn’t say anything to the chemist.

Does this person know the appropriate concentration?

I guess I just made it because I was told to make it.

Fortunately, there is a wonderful substance in the world called water.

If I mix this, the concentration will be diluted?

“this… … “Why did you bring something strange?”

“ah… … crazy. “I feel like I’m going crazy outside.”

“I have you as my teacher, but… … under. This.”

I brought it to the hospital before mixing it.

Then, fuss started from all directions.

First of all, people close to me, including Joseph, Alfred, and Colin, did the same.

“No matter how you are… … “If you tell me to wash my hands with this, I will kill you.”

It was the same with Blundell.

“Don’t come any closer.”

Liston was the worst.

To be honest, they seemed like crazy people.

It’s like the smell of a rotting body… … .

No, isn’t the smell of a rotting body more disgusting?

Moreover, the dissection lab is full of rats, flies, and every kind of pest you can imagine.

This can be solved with just one shot.

“No, this is a preservative. “You will never wash your hands with this or anything.”

“antiseptic… … ?”

Liston, who was furthest away from me, asked.

It wasn’t funny to see a man who didn’t wear a mask in the dissection lab and was now holding his nose.

“Yes, we will embalm the body. I told you before. Why do we need so many corpses? “Isn’t that because if you try to do something, you’ll end up rotting?”

“That’s it… … ?”

“You have to try something. They say 2,000 bodies disappear from one cemetery… … “Shouldn’t such terrible crimes end?”

That’s 2,000 bodies… … .

Approximately more than 5% were probably still alive, which meant that about 100 people would have been killed.

crazy… … .

Isn’t this really terrible?

Compared to that, this smell could even be described as fragrant.

“Ugh. That’s it, but… … It doesn’t.”

“Yes, that is correct.”

Liston and Blundell nodded at me.

In fact, isn’t it safe to say that he is an accomplice?

No, it was safe to assume that this was true not only of these people, but of all professors at medical schools in London.

In other words, the medical schools of this period are all complicit… … .

Is this something worth overlooking?

Is it okay to just say that it is something that cannot be helped and that it is something that contributes to the advancement of medicine?

If there was a way, it had to be improved somehow.

Grumble.

With that in mind, I poured the obtained methanol oxide, or formalin, separately into each container containing water in order to find the appropriate concentration, that is, a concentration that would smell similar to the smell in my memory.

“Ugh.”

Every time, it wasn’t a foul smell, but a sharp smell that stung my nose and spread in all directions.

Even if you didn’t know that it was a carcinogen, the smell was so bad that you couldn’t tell that it was a harmful substance.

In fact, one of the reasons the sense of smell exists is to detect these dangerous signals… … .

‘Fuck… … Actually, I don’t even need to study anatomy… … .’

I was the one who had no reason to mess with the corpse, even for surgery practice.

because?

I am now a person who has reached the level of dissection and surgery, so even if it is a new surgery, I can just do it as long as it is not very difficult.

Besides, in this day and age, would anyone tell me about surgery?

It would be best if I could advance to the point where I could perform the surgeries I knew.

“Whoa… … .”

Anyway, I finally finished the classification, enduring the smell of vaporized gas from formalin to formaldehyde, that is, a class 1 carcinogen, wearing only a cloth mask at best.

There was no point in smelling it right away.

It was because my sense of smell had become completely paralyzed.

“phew… … .”

I decided to stay out because I thought I needed to get some rest, but Blundell came up to me.

As expected, he was holding his nose like me, but he was holding something strange in his hand.

What is it… … That one.

Is it a weapon?

To punish me by making me smell… … ?

“It’s a stethoscope.”

“ah.”

No, it was a stethoscope.

Perhaps because it was created based on a future concept in an era when proper rubber modeling, let alone plastic, was impossible, it had a rather bizarre shape.

In order to use this properly, both the patient and the doctor would have to pay a lot of attention to their posture.

“Um… … .”

“How is it?”

“It might hurt a little, right?”

“it hurts? ah… … here? That’s right. “I think my earholes might hurt a little.”

The tube, which could hardly be called thin, was connected from a concave iron block and continued for about 20cm before splitting in two and bending once more to make it easier to insert into the ear.

In other words, you have to put iron in your ear… … .

I thought it would be solved if I just brought a rubber wad to it.

The question is, does this really sound right now? … .

“Listen to me.”

“No, me first!”

“We will start with the students!”

Should I say I am fortunate?

The 19th century… … .

It was truly a time when the spirit of experimentation was running wild.

If you think about it, when they said they were making an anesthetic, didn’t they just go ahead and pull out teeth?

It was a truly romantic era, when anyone walking down the street, not just a medical school student, could volunteer to do the bare minimum.

In an instant, I was surrounded not only by people who were classified as my group, but also by people who were not specifically on my side.

‘what… … It’s good.’

Doesn’t everyone look different?

The chest was like that, the heart was like that, and even the lungs were like that.

In other words, some people can hear very well, while others cannot hear well.

Of course, the biggest influence is probably body type… … .

Anyway, I nodded and started listening to everyone.

Because I had to distinguish clearly, I had to put my ear directly to the skin and listen.

“Hmm.”

It was a bit vulgar compared to listening with a stethoscope, but perhaps that was because it was the romantic era.

Everyone just frowned and said nothing more, and no one said anything more.

‘surely… … I can hear much better. Of course, it would be difficult to say that this alone is perfect. still… … .’

In conclusion, the sound sounded much better.

Not only the heartbeat sound, but also the breathing sound.

However, it may not be as accurate as an electrocardiogram… … .

Nevertheless, there was no doubt that accuracy would increase dramatically.

There was room for improvement as adding rubber packing would have further minimized the leaking sound.

“Good. great.”

“Thank goodness. “I just got a call?”

“yes?”

“It’s the police. “They said it would be executed today.”

“ah… … .”