Chapter 83 You Are Indeed My

Watson acted in accordance with the original plan agreed with the female detective. He never went to St. Arthenius Hospital... in case his intention was too obvious, which made Winfrey wary.

During this period, he seemed to be deeply affected by the fact that the female detective dismissed him because of his leg disability. He began to frequently visit famous doctors in the city, seeming very anxious to cure his leg injury.

However, the results are all disappointing... No matter how superb the medical skills of mortals are, due to the backward science and technology of the current era, it is still difficult for famous doctors to discover Watson's specific lesions, and naturally it is difficult to provide effective treatment plans.

It must be understood that since the transformation of the moth has continued to progress, Watson has become increasingly good at deceiving, and more specifically, he should be better at hiding himself.

He can now even hide a series of neurological instincts such as knee-jerk reactions. No matter how famous doctors diagnose, they always get nothing.

During this period, he met little Stanford every week to drink at the Shedding Club, but in the eyes of the Leland family's young master...his best friend had become increasingly gloomy recently, with a hint of melancholy hidden in his eyes. It's almost impossible to dissolve.

Until the third week, Watson seemed to be ill and sought medical treatment. He began to ask little Stanford whether there were any strange doctors in Fog City who were good at curing difficult and complicated diseases, or whether they were mysterious wizards and shamans.

Little Stanford looked at Watson, who may have given up on himself and started overeating, which made his face look hollow. He couldn't help shaking his head, "Watson, it's already 1880, and the civilized world is about to enter its twentieth century. Century... Modern medicine is developing vigorously. We can't place our hopes on strange powers and gods. Do you know how anti-human those weird and unreasonable healing rituals are? "

"I have seen an emergency patient before. His family believes in worshiping a remote and unpopular evil god. He actually believes that swallowing the organs of other creatures can allow humans to gain the power of beasts. He forces a patient who only has a minor cold to drink alcohol mixed with hunting dogs. The eyes of an eagle, the toes of a red fox, the heart of a Newfound wolf, and the turbid and smelly liquid of other strange objects... This bowl of so-called magical potion directly forced the patient to vomit and have diarrhea. Even after gastric lavage, he was still lying in the hospital bed. It took a week to come back to my senses.”

"So, don't rely on these so-called ancient rituals and mysterious potions. We must believe in science!"

Little Stanford's earnest advice seemed to have some effect. Watson's brows were furrowed as if in deep thought. He raised the glass to his lips and forgot to drink it. But after a while, he shook his head regretfully and drank it all again. Wine in glass.

"I believe in science... but the current science cannot even say that it cannot cure my injuries, it cannot even discover the cause!"

Little Stanford couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

"By the way, Leland, I heard that a doctor recently held a free clinic at the abandoned St. Artionius Hospital. Legend has it that this doctor has superb medical skills and cured many difficult and complicated diseases of the poor... This matter is Really?"

Little Stanford had a strange look on his face, "Where did you hear this news?"

"I overheard the conversation between the residents in our apartment building downstairs a few days ago. From the look on your face, you know this? Do you know that doctor? How good is he? Is it really as magical as the rumors say?"

Little Stanford was a little embarrassed when he heard this. As a know-it-all and a member of the medical field, he naturally had heard about this matter. Recently, people in the medical field were concerned that Winfrey went to St. Artionius Church every Saturday. There has been a lot of discussion about the free clinic in the ruins of the hospital. Some people feel that Winfreth's behavior of giving out free medicine is simply breaking business rules and disrupting the market. They strongly condemn his malicious behavior without charging any compensation!

If everyone is accustomed to enjoying free medical services, wouldn’t it mean that all doctors will have to work without pay? Then our villas and luxury... No, then the work enthusiasm of our doctors will be severely hit and sluggish. How can you serve the society and give back to the society when you are depressed? !

That is to say, Winfrey's audience is composed of the poorest people at the bottom. No matter how famous their reputation is, it will not affect their business with distinguished merchants. Otherwise, upper-class doctors would have mobilized their personal connections to suppress and persecute them from the top down. First, they used unfounded reasons to cancel Winfreth's medical qualification certificate and asked the management of the institute to suspend him for interviews... If this person still refuses to turn back in this situation, he must still insist on practicing medicine for free!

Then directly bribe young people from society to act as actors, and then arrange for actors to lead a team to stage a medical disturbance, accusing Winfrey of prescribing medicines indiscriminately, causing his condition to become more and more serious, and then let several cheap tabloids publish this content... Anyway, those Even the brainless low-level people cannot tell the truth of the matter.

At the same time, the authorities were notified that Winfrey was practicing medicine without a license and he was arrested and imprisoned... Such a two-pronged approach would definitely make the bullies disperse with peace of mind, and allow the tabloids to publish a few articles about the patients treated badly by Winfrey. Follow-up - all of them have recovered and been discharged from hospital with humanitarian help from our large hospital! You can also gain a good reputation along the way. (Of course, we can’t really waste our precious time treating these poor guys who are full of patches. We can just find the original social youth to act and deal with it.)

Only a very small number of people in the medical field believe that Winfrey's act of providing free medical assistance...is what we think of as a truly benevolent and benevolent doctor!

There are even a few doctors who have begun to provide free medical consultations under the influence of Winfreys. Unfortunately, they are not like Mr. Winfreys who seems to have hidden funding and can provide free medicine continuously. But even so, even if they don’t make a penny, they have to contribute to this society that should not be so cold, and bring a ray of warm light to the working people in London.

Stanford Leland Jr. is barely one of the few who agree with him. In his heart, he also agrees with and admires the noble behavior of the other party.

But agreeing is agreeing, admiring is admiring. If it were him, Stanford Jr., he would definitely not do the behavior of free medical consultation and medicine... His time and money are not rich enough to give to ordinary people he has never met.

Speaking of which, this person is still his senior. After graduation, he has been working at the British Institute of Medicine. He has been exposed to the most cutting-edge medical technology. It is precisely because of this that he has cutting-edge medical knowledge beyond ordinary doctors, and perhaps he can indeed treat difficult and complicated diseases.

But most of these medical methods are still in the experimental stage, with certain uncertainties and dangers... This is why Stanford Leland Jr. has not told Watson about the channel of Winfrey.

But compared with those witchcrafts and evil methods of those money-making charlatans, perhaps the medical methods in the experimental stage are safer. He thought about it and said all these concerns.

"I heard that the researcher of the British Institute of Medicine who performed free clinics at St. Archbishop's Hospital is Winfrey. He can be regarded as my senior. His medical level is indeed much higher than most doctors, but the drugs or techniques he mastered are very likely still in the experimental stage... This is why I have not recommended this person to you before, but if there is really no other hope, it is not impossible to try one or two."

"It is said that he only sees patients on Saturday nights, so I will accompany you Watson in two days?"

Watson may still want to retain the last bit of self-reliance. He waved his hand and refused: "I am just lame, not incapable of independence. I can queue up by myself, so I won't bother you, Leland."

Seeing this, Stanford Jr. no longer insisted.

The two drank until they were almost drunk, and took the four-seater carriage of the Leland family to the apartment building where Watson rented to drop him off, and then returned to the Leland family.

On the way back, Stanford leaned against the seat of the carriage. Under the influence of alcohol, his mind suddenly began to diverge. In a trance, he seemed to recall a moment, which was the image he had witnessed in Fuhanstan... At that time, Watson, who was not familiar with the team, led the defeated team back. He himself was also seriously injured, and blood flowed from his shoulders and knees, almost dyeing half of his body red.

But even so, he was still full of energy. He was lying on a stretcher and yelled at his subordinates who seemed to be depressed by the defeat and the death of their comrades: "Everyone, hold your heads up! What the hell do you look like when you are so dejected! If you don't know, you would think you are virgins who were raped by the Gaji soldiers!"

"Isn't it just a defeat? Victory and defeat are common in the military. You are such a coward to cry like your parents died just because of a small defeat! Don't tell other troops that you are Watson's soldiers when you return to the camp. I can't afford to lose this man!!!"

Those who heard this stimulating insult raised their heads and looked at the disabled officer lying on the stretcher with angry eyes.

"Hey! This is a bit of a man, but what kind of man is it if you dare not act?! Now, remember the shame and anger in your heart caused by failure, carve this anger into your bones, into the fingers that pull the trigger! Carve it into the palm of your hand holding the bayonet! Don't release it on any night like you can't control your hands, leave it all for the next battlefield, leave it to those damn Gaji soldiers!!!"

"Did you understand?!!!"

"YES, SIR!!!" The soldiers roared at the top of their lungs, and the hoarse roars echoed throughout the camp.

At that time, young Stanford knew that John H. Watson would never give up and compromise easily. He always suppressed his rage and resistance in his heart... But why did he act so depressed recently?

Stanford Leland Jr. suddenly recalled some unfounded news, some news that Winfreys was providing free medical services on the surface but had other intentions behind the scenes...

He suddenly smiled.

"You are worthy of it, Watson."