Chapter 204 201. Luxury lineup

Two days later.

To be precise, it was 38 hours later, at 7 a.m. on May 12, Edward was lying on the bed and slowly opening his eyes. In front of him was a bedroom that had lived in for many years, without much luxury decoration, and the spring sunshine was spread freely through the colorful glass.

On the ground.

He pinched off the next two hours to go back to sleep, and a shiver got up from the bed, quickly put on his slippers, wrapped himself in his robe, hurriedly opened the door, and shouted to the empty corridor: "Faruk! Faru

gram!!!"

After shouting three times, a door in the distance was opened, and a middle-aged man with a butler looked like a steward walked out quickly.

He tidied up his bow tie and shirt and walked towards Edward's room: "Master, you got up a little early today. The kitchen should still be making breakfast, your favorite ohm eggs and smoked salmon, and there is also."

Edward had no idea about breakfast and interrupted, "Is that guy dead?"

The butler hadn't reacted at first, but he was stunned for a while before replying: "The clerk and your surgical consultant were all staring there, and he will definitely notify you as soon as possible if there is a result."

"That's not dead yet." Edward was a little unhappy. "It's been two days since the operation. I promised that I couldn't hold on for a few days, so why haven't I died yet??"

The housekeeper didn't have a good way to comfort him, so he could only say casually: "Maybe he will die soon, maybe today."

Edward sighed: "Forget it."

"You might as well go back to the house and sleep for a while, and put breakfast on the dining table according to the previous rules."

"Yeah, no need." Edward shook his head, "I can't sleep anymore."

"I'll send it to you right after finishing it."

"I don't have much appetite, so don't give it to you." Edward looked very ugly, and he went back to the room and closed the door.

Two days ago at 5:00 p.m., after the operation was successful, he followed the public opinion and released Fernan. It was not because he was so kind or because he was repaid with gratitude, but because he hoped that he would die from complications after the operation.

According to Kavey's previous statement, Fernan could not survive for three days. Even if he survived the complications of the surgery, there would definitely be postoperative infection in his abdomen. The larger the incision, the more serious the infection, and the whole operation was performed outdoors.

, plus Fernan's health is not good, so death should be inevitable.

Edward no longer believed in Kawei's nonsense, but he could still listen to his own medical consultant.

According to his understanding of surgery and his years of clinical surgery experience, the conclusion is actually not much different from what Kawei said.

This operation takes a long time, has a large range, and has a lot of damaged tissue, which will definitely bring a lot of surgical complications. It includes and is not limited to gastrointestinal obstruction, intraperitoneal bleeding, gastrointestinal fistula, stable and disordered fluids, and surviving

The possibility is basically 0.

The incision on Fernan's stomach will definitely ulcerate, and it will be very serious ulcer. If nothing unexpected happens, redness and swelling will occur on the second day after the operation. On the third day, fluid will appear in the incision. The fourth and fifth days

The sky will collapse.

At the latest one week, thick juice will inevitably flow out of the incision, and the entire abdominal cavity will rot into a trash can for restaurants to throw away kitchen waste.

Edward believed it, it can be said that he firmly believed it.

He doesn't understand medicine or Carvey's surgery, but he knows surgery. Incision ulceration is often seen incision ulceration in Paris, France, and it would be great if he could survive half of the people, let alone such a large incision.

At the same time, he also prefers this kind of punishment method similar to torture, which is also considered to be avenging great revenge.

So Edward gave up the execution in the square and handed everything over the surgical complications and miasma, hoping that they could kill Fernan's life soon. Then he could call several well-known newspaper reporters in Vienna to make the whole thing happen

Write down all the ins and outs of my son, adding a touch of legendary color to myself.

But shortly after making the decision, a feeling of uneasiness that emerged from somewhere slowly penetrated into his mind.

Uneasy, worried, and anxious. Although medical consultants, Kawei and many other surgeons gave themselves peace of mind, Edward was still afraid of problems. As for why, he couldn't say it.

This feeling did not dissipate with time, but instead slowly eroded all his daily thinking activities like a cervix attached to the bone.

Edward had a torment, but the antidote called death did not come to him by telegram or verbal message as expected by medical. It just went to Fernan's bedside and immediately went with this person.

The death row prisoners are gradually moving away.

On the afternoon of May 12, Fernan's incision was red and swollen, and his body temperature increased. However, on the morning of May 13, although the incision was still red and swollen, the body temperature dropped. By the afternoon of that day, the incision was red and swollen, and there was no further progress.

Signs of development.

On May 14, some of Fernan's incisions remained some infections, but most of them had begun to close. The postoperative complications that had been rendering before did not appear. He was even able to open his mouth to ask for non-liquid food, and

The environmental requirements of the ward are getting higher and higher.

On May 15, all the infection signs on Fernan's incision disappeared, without redness and swelling, no ulceration and fluid, and there was no way to talk about the collapse line. He heard from the medical consultant who went to the police station to lie in the detention center, Fernan said.

Nan has even started asking about the details of the stitch removal

On May 16, Edward could no longer sit still.

After learning about Fernan's latest physical condition, the first thing he thought of was Kavi. It was this guy who pushed himself into this deep pit and had to ask him for an explanation. And just as he left the ambassador

When the museum was about to board the carriage, a Vienna Morning Post appeared in the coachman's hands.

“What’s the news today?”

Edward has not eaten breakfast for 6 consecutive days and has not read the morning newspaper for 6 consecutive days, so inquiring has become a must-see content every day. The coachman knew that his most taboo thing was, so he hid the newspaper behind him and smiled and said in a pretext.

: "Nothing worth watching."

If you don't hide the newspaper, maybe Edward will not ask.

But now, there is obviously no silver here, and the smile that is hard to pretend makes Edward always feel that something is strange, and he wants to read the news published in the newspaper: "Take it and take a look."

"Mr. Ambassador, it's no big deal." The coachman quickly found a few irrelevant news and said, "It's just that yesterday's opera was successful, and Laslow opened a new steel factory by the Danube River.

”

"show me!"

Edward was too lazy to listen and stretched out his hand.

The coachman sighed, reluctantly turned around and took the newspaper and handed it to him. Although he also took remedial measures and turned the page of the headlines into it. But for Edward, this trick was completely useless.

significance.

When he turned to the headlines, the most worrying thing happened.

"What's the reason?!" Looking at the morning newspaper headline in his hand, Edward's heart seemed to be squeezed hard by blood vessel clamps, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. "He is a death row prisoner! Why should he accept an exclusive interview with a reporter from the Vienna Daily?"

"I heard that the surgery broke several Austrian surgical records and could not interview the main surgery, so I could only interview patients." The coachman smiled awkwardly in front of the car door, "Actually nothing, it's nothing, it's just boring newspaper media."

"Why don't you come to me if you're bored???"

What Edward really cared about was not Fernan's interview, but that he did not accept the interview: "I am the host of the surgical square. The operation was first approved by my consent before it appeared in front of everyone. I am the leader of the entire operation.

!”

The coachman heard nothing to say, so he had to help him close the door, climb into the front room, pull up the reins and prepare to drive to the Municipal General Hospital.

Along the way, Edward talked to himself wildly, his helplessness, anxiety and depression were all reflected in these complaints. Unfortunately, in the eyes of others, at least in the eyes of Varella and Greg, the dominance of the operation has always been stuck.

Wei, the host is always an optional marginal figure.

Morning Post headlines did not end Edward's unlucky luck. Just like several reporters, he did not find Kavi Ignaz, Herman, Damilgaon and Bergate at the Municipal General Hospital.

He also didn't know his whereabouts.

Next, Edward went to Kawei's residence and was turned away.

I went to the military medical office where the Hofburg Palace was located, but I was turned away but I still couldn't find Kawei.

Until 12 o'clock, Edward came to the police station and could not find out any news about Kawei. Kawei's disappearance did not make him feel too embarrassed. What really made him break the defense was Fernan's physical condition

.

"Isn't this an ambassador?"

At this time, Fernan was still detained in the detention center, living in a single room, eating, drinking, urinating, and sleeping. When he saw Edward, he was getting up from the bed and trying to go to the pit beside the bed to solve the urgent problem:

What wind blows you?"

Edward was completely furious and turned to stare at his consultant: "Is this the postoperative complication you mentioned?"

"this"

"Is this what you call postoperative incision ulceration?"

"Neither of me"

“Cooking waste in restaurants?”

"I'm really"

"How do you explain?"

"well"

The consultant's misjudgment shamed a spokesperson for the Three Emperors and also shamed France. Edward wanted to remove him, but it was too rare for surgeons who were really willing to waste time with the ambassadors abroad.

After losing him, it will be difficult to find a replacement in a short period of time.

After thinking about it, he could only bear this tone.

"Mr. Ambassador thought of seeing me when he saw the headlines published in the newspaper?"

"Looking back at the time when I let you go, I still don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."
To be continued...