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Make France Great Again - Chapter 545

Published at 16th of January 2023 05:48:09 AM


Chapter 545: Military Hospital Reform

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"The French military hospital in Constantinople? What is he doing there?"

Marshal St. Arnault was a little surprised when he received the news that Ambassador Wallevsky was going to the military hospital.

In the view of Marshal Saint Arno, Wallevsky had no motive at all to go to the military hospital, why would he go there.

Klein's next sentence answered Marshal St. Arno's doubts: "A nursing and medical team arrived in Constantinople two hours ago, and I heard that a person who has a close relationship with His Majesty was also in the team. ."

"It has something to do with His Majesty?" Marshal Saint Arnault murmured to himself, thinking about the lady who was related to His Majesty.

Her Royal Highness? impossible! How could Queen Augusta come to the army! If you want to come, you will come in the company of His Majesty the Emperor!

The Marquise of Allais? This is possible, but the Marquise should not have studied nursing knowledge!

Miss Eugenie?

...

After thinking about it for a while, Marshal Saint Arnault really couldn't think of which lady would come all the way here.

However, Klein's credibility is still relatively high!

Because Marshal St. Arnault also couldn't think of a reason for Wallewski to go to the military hospital, he couldn't go to the military hospital on behalf of His Majesty the emperor to condolence to the wounded in the military hospital!

"Cough...cough" Suddenly a sharp pain spread from Marshal Saint Arnault's abdomen to the central nervous system, causing Marshal Saint Arnault to stop thinking and cover his abdomen with his hands, coughing continuously.

Klein and Brigadier General Trox, who were standing at the gate of the embassy, ​​saw St. Arnault's actions, and quickly walked to Marshal St. Arnault and asked, "Your Excellency Marshal, what's the matter with you? Do you want me to help you? Hospital!"

"But... OK!" The pale-faced Marshal Saint Arno responded intermittently.

Klein and Trosch supported Marshal Saint Arnault on the side, and then called for the staff in the embassy to prepare a carriage for them. They wanted to send Marshal Saint Arnault to the military hospital.

The staff in the embassy did not dare to be slighted in the slightest, and hurried to the backyard of the embassy and pulled out the embassy carriage.

During the embassy carriage from the backyard to the front door, Klein asked Brigadier General Trosch what happened.

Why did Marshal St. Arno suddenly come from the Crimea Peninsula? Why does Marshal Saint Arno look so weak?

Brigadier General Trosch let out a long sigh and told Klein what had happened to Marshal Saint Arno recently.

After listening to Brigadier General Trosch's words, Klein also let out a sigh.

"Secretary Klein, the carriage is ready!" The driver who drove the carriage to the front door shouted at the embassy.

"I see!" Klein hurriedly responded.

The two worked together to lift Marshal Saint Arnault into the carriage, and the carriage slowly started to drive towards the military hospital.

...

At this time, the Military District Hospital on the south bank of Constantinople, the nursing and medical team who had just arrived at the Military District Hospital was visiting the entire hospital accompanied by Wallevsky and the general director of the Military District Hospital.

"Ambassador Wallevsky! I can assure you with a pat on the chest that there is no hospital better than ours on the land under our feet!" In front of this empty hospital bed, he boasted to Valewski.

Standing beside the chief executive, Valewski ignored the chief executive's boast, but turned his attention to the leader of the nursing team and asked respectfully, "Ms. Vernia, what do you think? "

Virnia frowned and walked straight to the ventilated window, pointing to the distance and asking the person in charge, "What's going on there?"

After the chief officer glanced at Virnia, he glanced at Virnia again. He couldn't understand why Ambassador Wallewski had such an almost flattering attitude towards this lady Virnia.

"What about you? Say it!" Wallevsky's voice pulled the chief executive to reality.

He hurriedly came to Virnia, said Virnia's finger, looked in the direction, and explained, "Ms. Virnia, there is an open-air toilet!"

"I know it's an open-air toilet, but why is the toilet so close to the hospital!" Vernia asked the chief in charge with a stern face.

"We've always done this!" The chief of the military hospital responded to Vernia with a slightly aggrieved tone.

"From now on, open-air toilets will not be allowed near the hospital, especially near the ward!" Vernia responded with a strong attitude to the chief.

"Yes!"

Although the general manager did not understand what the purpose of doing this was, he just had to follow the arrangement.

Who makes the lady in front of him a person that Ambassador Wallevsky can't afford to offend!

Then, at the request of Virnia, the general director of the military district hospital brought Virnia and others to the operating table.

Neatly white sheets are laid on the operating table, and there are all kinds of work beside the operating table, such as curved scalpels, saws for amputation, gauze, chloroform (toxic gas) for anesthetizing patients, etc.

Looking at the operating table in front of her, Virnia recalled that when she was a student, Professor Louis Pasteur once said to her that there are various bacteria in the nature where they live. Bacteria are the key to causing them to get sick, so every doctor should disinfect the tools they use. Only in this way can the continuous growth of bacteria be curbed and the bacteria invade the human body through surgical tools and make patients who have been seriously injured. aggravated.

Thinking of this, Virnia immediately asked the general director of the military hospital. Their medical equipment is usually disinfected every few days.

"Disinfection?" The chief of the military hospital was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded and responded, "Disinfection! We disinfect often!"

"What do you usually use for disinfection?" Vernia asked the bottom line.

"Use...use..." The chief of the military region hesitated to answer.

After a few seconds, the person in charge said to Virnia in frustration that their military hospital had not been disinfected at all! The person in charge of the military district hospital also told Virnia that the whole army doctors agreed that the so-called germ theory is just nonsense!

"Nonsense? It's absolutely ridiculous!" Virnia pointed to one of the doctors in the medical team with a stern face and said, "Come here!"

The doctor pointed at by Virnia came to the land of Virnia.

"Tell him! Come and tell him whether the germ theory is nonsense!" Vernia responded to the doctor.

The doctors who also interned in Louis Pasteur's laboratory told the general director of the military hospital about the knowledge that Louis Pasteur gave them, and at the same time reiterated the necessity of high temperature sterilization.

At the end, the doctor added another sentence: "These theories are the conclusions drawn by Professor Louis Pasteur's own experiments! If you still don't want to believe it, I can submit the experimental process and data to the your hospital!!"

"I will disinfect on time!" The chief of the military hospital did not know who Louis Pasteur was, but he knew that the other party was someone he couldn't afford to provoke, so he nodded and agreed that he would be disinfected regularly.

"Also! It's better to replace chloroform with ether!" Virnia also added: "After experiments, ether is less harmful than chloroform!"

"Yes!" The chief of the military hospital nodded once again.

After visiting the operating table, Virnia once again proposed to check the water supply system of the hospital, and the head of the military district hospital had to take them to the water supply pipeline.

Walking along the water supply pipeline, Virnia and the others finally came to the source of the water supply pipeline.

Fortunately, the military hospital still maintains a rigorous and rigorous attitude in terms of water supply, and there is no major problem with the drinking water provided to the hospital.

Even so, Vernia still put forward the requirement of strict control of drinking water, but all hospital water must be uniformly treated and disinfected at high temperature.

"I propose to build a boiler room next to the hospital for the unified treatment of drinking water!" Virnia told the chief of the military district hospital.

"Yes!" The person in charge of the military hospital hurriedly replied.

...

After basically inspecting all the important facilities of the military hospital, Virnia and others returned to the military hospital. Standing at the gate of the military hospital again, she heard the sound of ruts behind her.

Virnia turned his head to look behind him, and Valewski also turned his head to look over.

"Marshal Arno?!!!"

The person who was helped down from the carriage was none other than Marshal Saint Arno.

Looking at Marshal Saint Arnault, who wanted someone to help him, Wallevsky hurriedly shouted to the doctors and nurses beside him: "Quick! Quickly go and help!"

The surrounding doctors and nurses hurried to the front of Marshal Saint Arnault, and Marshal Saint Arnault was too polite, and the group was pulled into a separate ward.

Everyone carefully placed Marshal Saint Arnault on the hospital bed. After about half a minute, the doctor with a stethoscope entered the ward and placed the stethoscope on Marshal Saint Arnault's chest. reply.

"Marshal, can you hear me?" The doctor asked Marshal Saint Arnault in a low voice while groping back and forth on Marshal Saint Arnault's chest with a stethoscope.

"I can hear it!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied feebly.

"How are you feeling now?" the doctor asked again.

"It hurts!" Marshal Saint Arno said.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach!"

"How long has it been in pain?"

"It's been in pain since last year. At that time, it only caused pain for a short period of time. Recently, the pain has not only intensified, but also continued to hurt!"

"Do you feel like you don't want to eat?"

"Yes, sometimes it hurts and I just want to die immediately!"

"Okay! I see!"

The doctor put down the stethoscope and led the crowd out, and Wallevsky asked the doctor about the situation.

"Hey!" The doctor shook his head and responded to Wallevsky: "The Marshal's heartbeat is much lower than that of a normal person. I'm afraid he has contracted an autoimmune disease!"

"How could it be?" Wallevsky was greatly surprised. He glanced at Brigadier General Trosch and said, "Trosch, what the **** is going on?"

Brigadier General Trox told the audience in a low voice about the situation of Marshal St. Arno after landing on the Crimea Peninsula~www.novelhall.com~ You mean that since landing in Crimea, the Marshal has been tolerant Persist in fighting despite the pain? ' Valewski asked Brigadier General Trosch.

"That's right!" Brigadier General Trosch nodded and responded to Valevsky: "If the coalition hadn't captured Sevastopol, I'm afraid the marshal..."

"When did the coalition take down Sevastopol!" Valevsky asked Brigadier General Trosch in a hurried tone.

"Just two days ago! Under the command of Marshal Saint Arno and the assistance of General Pelissier, the coalition forces took Sevastopol in less than a week! Watch the Russian Imperial Navy Lieutenant Generals Kornilov and Nakhimov were killed!" Brigadier General Trosch replied in Valewski: "The purpose of the Marshal's visit is to report this news to His Majesty!"

"Klein!" Valewski looked at his second secretary.

"Yes!" Klein hurriedly responded.

"You go back to the embassy immediately and use the telegram in the embassy to report the news of the fall of Sevastopol to Paris!"




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