Chapter 144 141. The Old Marshal

Fernan is very contradictory.

He didn't care about the lithotripsy that exposed his private location in front of everyone more than a month ago. He was originally big and not embarrassed. He was also a stone in his bladder, which was absolutely a symbol of hardness. But now the one hanging on his chest is

A pair of soft and sagging fat meat will ruin your reputation after seeing you.

The more he thought about it, the more painful he felt.

On the one hand, he faced the open environment of the hospital, and out of personal privacy, he did not want to be hospitalized. On the other hand, he asked many surgeons that only Kawei could perform small incisions and double mastectomy, and the scars after the operation were very small.

He had to choose the surgical theater of the Municipal General Hospital.

Fernan put on his pants, stood by the stove and roasted charcoal for a long time, and finally looked at his unscrupulous body and sighed, and asked, "Doctor Kavey, can you take the surgery as soon as possible?"

"Since I highly suspect it is a tumor, I will definitely have surgery as soon as possible." Kawei cleaned his hands next door. "Because there is only one hospital operating theater, I have to wait for the schedule. I will only know the specific time when I go back and see it."

"Schedule." Fernan suddenly had some thoughts, "By the way, if the time is changed to midnight, will no one be watching it?"

Kawei wiped his hands and walked out of the bathroom: "I don't have the final say on this matter, but I have to consider the hospital's income. If you can convince the dean, I personally don't care."

"Haha, then forget it."

"I just saw a schedule in the hospital. If nothing unexpected happens, the operation will have to wait until three days later, on May 2nd." Kavey said, "No matter how fast it is, unless there is an unexpected situation in other operations."

"All right."

Fernan was very dissatisfied with the result, but there was still a good news among so much bad news: "If the one on the left can be successfully removed, can the one on the right be retained?"

"I will not move it if I confirm there is no problem after opening it."

Kavi had just had an examination. There was a lump on the right side of Fernan's gao pills and it was very swelling. The left side was quite normal in size and should not have been attacked. But the doctor always kept his words: "I can only say this.

, No one can guarantee what happens during the operation." [1]

"If I can keep it, it will have no effect on my personal life."

"It shouldn't have any impact."

Fernan took the hot tea handed over by Kawei and took two sips: "So can the small incision of the bilateral breast be completely unseen?"

Kavey explained: "I can only guarantee that the incision is small enough. As for whether you can tell that it is the scar, it depends on your own body."

"How much does the surgery cost?"

"Like lithotripsy before, you only need to spend a hospitalization fee. Since you don't plan to be hospitalized, you don't have to spend money. Anyway, the theater can make a lot of money." Kawei sat at his desk and flipped out his hand

After the letter sent by Liszt, he was still asking Fernan, "Where is my wife? This is not a minor operation, it is best to let her accompany you."

Fernan shook his head: "She doesn't know anything. When she comes, it will only get in the way. It's still me who feels comfortable alone."

“What should I do when I go home?”

"Just send me onto the carriage."

After Kawei came here, he saw many patients, and it was the first time he saw a man who did not need his wife's care: "Okay, the surgery is settled like this. Since your wife doesn't come, you have to undergo anesthesia again, then the surgery

I will choose any problem that happens to me.”

"You are professional, there is definitely no problem"

Considering the special requirement of not being hospitalized, Kawei left his address and told him to walk less and take good care of his body and wait for the operation notification.

That night, he saw Fernan away. After reading Liszt's letter [2], Kavi went to bed early. The next day he got up early and went back to the hospital by carriage.

The schedule of the surgery is placed in Ignaz's office. In the afternoon of May 2, Kavi wrote Fernan's surgery "Right Gao Pill Tumor Resection + Bilateral Mastectomy":

"I'll use it three days later in the afternoon. We haven't had the surgery."

Ignaz was sorting out his surgical box and replied: "It's empty if you don't write it."

"Well, that day will be decided." Carvey skipped the patient's name and bed number, wrote only his own name of the surgeon, and then asked, "Did the teacher have the surgery that day? If there is no such thing, you can come and visit it.

”

“Yeah? What to visit?”

Ignaz thought it was another ordinary cesarean section and lacked interest, but when he looked up and looked at it, his eyes suddenly lit up, "gao pills. Bilateral mastectomy? Where did you get the patient?"

"Fernan, who had lithotripsy last time, is now tentatively determined that the gao pills and the bilateral breast hyperplasia, and they have to move in two positions in a row." The operation is not difficult, and Kawei has no pressure, "Actually, I still want to

Look at his liver, but his physical condition does not allow it. He can only temporarily deal with these two places. Wait until the operation to see his physical recovery."

"Oh, it's him."

Ignaz was very interested in surgery and the patient, but his hands didn't stop and seemed to be in a hurry to go out.

"The teacher is going to have surgery?" Kavi looked at Ignaz, "This morning was from Herman and Damirgaon, and the teacher is going to have surgery in the afternoon."

Ignaz wore a more formal black coat, not a gorgeous dress for surgery. Although he had a dissection instrument box on his hand, his cane and white cotton gloves were always on the side of the table: "Yes, it was the afternoon surgery.

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He got up and picked up his beloved hat, tidied up his face in the mirror, and said, "Muzir came to me last night and told me to go to the police station this morning. They encountered a problem.

.”

Both medical and forensic research are humans, and to some extent there is a certain commonality. Especially for surgeons like Ignaz who often dissect dead bodies, there is not much between them and forensics who are slower to develop.

difference.

Usually he would discuss some surgery or homicide cases with Muzier in private, but this time he answered the official invitation of his old friend.

Out of curiosity, Kavi also got on the carriage to the police station: "I won't go to class anymore. In the morning, it was medical Latin and anatomy, and I was exempt from the examination."

"That's it." Ignaz took out his pipe from his pocket, lit it and held it in his mouth, "Even King Franz has alarmed this matter. It's better if you go, many old acquaintances are present,

You can also give your advice.”

"Old acquaintance?"

The carriage was parked at the door of the police station. As soon as they opened the door, they met Vite and Muzier who were walking towards him. The two hurriedly got off the carriage, and were dragged into the special carriage for the police station, and then drove all the way to the suburbs.

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"Why did you bring him too?" Witt was a little surprised. "This is not something that children should mess with."

“He is also a surgeon.”

"But he is only 17 years old."

"He is not inferior to me in anatomy."

"But he is still too young."

Ignaz sighed: "He is also a special attending military doctor appointed by the Ministry of Military Affairs. This is a sufficient reason."

"Forget it, I don't care. Anyway, I'll go to help."

Witt looked at Kavi, and could only nod and no longer talked. However, with the sound of horseshoes and wheels outside the window, Kavi vaguely heard him muttering: "The Empire actually has to send a child to him."

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During the discussion between Ignaz and Muzier, Kavi knew the whole story.

The destination of the carriage is a manor in the southwest of Vienna. The owner is named Ludwig von Benedek, the commander of the Italian Austrian army. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be in the next half.

In the month, he received the king's promotion order and became the marshal of the army, commanding the northern front against Prussia.

But before the promotion, he encountered some trouble.

"Three days ago, the manor housekeeper received a letter saying something that was unknown. Then that night, a piece of pink and white frozen meat was stuffed into the gate of the manor." Muzier said, "At the beginning, the manor housekeeper was at the beginning.

The servant didn't think there was anything, thinking that someone was playing tricks, but then the second letter was stuffed into the mailbox."

“What have you written?”

"[How is the meat of the leg of the Marshal's son?],[What cooking method do you use?],[If it's not enough, don't hurry, in a few days] such a message." Witt said, "That person has a very expressive ability.

Bad, the language is very scattered."

After hearing this, Kawei had basically guessed something: "So the marshal's son did not appear."

Witt stretched: "Or we wouldn't have to rush to their house early in the morning."

"I think it was the Prussians." Muzier said confidently, "I'm afraid it's just to use this to destroy the old marshal's determination to fight."

Kavi only met the marshal at a mobilization meeting and did not know him. He didn't care who would be the marshal, nor did he care whether this matter would affect the situation of the war. Anyway, Austria would lose sooner or later: "What are we going to the manor?"

Muzir said solemnly: "Go to tell if that piece of meat belongs to the son of the marshal."

An hour and a half later, the fast carriage passed through the large iron gate and drove into the manor.

This place is much larger than the luxury houses in Vienna, and even the manor in Laslow is less than 1/3 of it. Not only are the woods on both sides owned by the Marshal, but even the towns passed by are mostly the Marshal's property.

However, the entire manor is now shrouded in a very depressing atmosphere. The butler, servant, guests, and the marshal himself have no smile on his face.

Many people have come to the huge living room, and Kavi knows several people, including Watman, Orgi, Corrigo and Mick, whom he has not met for many days.

Since the [Baron's Hereditary Order] was obtained, Kawei has been avoiding Mick. Even on the day Li Ben was discharged from the hospital, he, the attending doctor, has not appeared. Now he has met so desperately, Kawei of course wants to hide.

Mick was still wearing a black suit he liked, holding a cane in his hand.

After entering the living room by the police station, he saw Kavi. However, Mick did not rush to find him, but nodded to Ignaz first. After saying polite words, he pulled the ball
To be continued...