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Episode 59. College students these days

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Violet’s words might have been true.

Will the academic world be turned upside down again this time?

Until now, in the academic world of this world, many physiological functions, including immune responses, have been understood as continuous and abstract objects.

The humoral theory, which attempts to explain disease symptoms through the interactions between the four cardinal directions, four basic elements, and four types of body fluids, is representative.

But that’s not the reality. The human body is made up of cells stacked like bricks, and the internal mechanisms of cells are also governed by chemistry.

The vector of disease is not miasma, but tiny grains, and the soldiers that fight against disease in the body are smaller than the cross-section of a hair.

There are certainly things in the world that cannot be explained by a sum of creative, continuous, reductionist components, both in the previous world and in this world.

But, even if there are anomalies or exceptions to the rules, even if they are strong enough to override the fundamental rules of the universe and render them meaningless.

That fact doesn’t mean there’s no ground rules, as I understand it.

But, if we keep spending class time announcing new theories, when will we make progress?

I guess I’ll just have to move on from it as something like an essay or a descriptive test. Then I don’t have to worry about the test questions or anything, right?

As for grading, you can just ask Istina.

The point is this: once an idea is out of your mouth, it cannot be taken back, and given the circumstances, there is a good chance that it will spread like wildfire in academia.

To lead the direction of research in academia, and not to be overtaken by those who listen to me.

Not only do we need to keep doing research, we also need to give them so many research subjects and things to worry about that they can’t keep up.

Professor Klaus is also spending time looking for bacteria and types of dyes right now.

anyway.

The class ended successfully today as well.

Of course, doctors are combative by nature and distrustful of others, so instead of a standing ovation, I received a barrage of sharp questions. But that is only proof that my research is that innovative.

It was a shame. When the master pianist finished playing, everyone would have given him a standing ovation.

After finishing a medical class that would change the history of this world, everyone would ask questions and objections as if they had met their parents’ enemies. If that hadn’t happened, it wouldn’t have been a class that would change the world.

“But, Professor.”

“Yeah.”

“Professor, you said that blood is not made in the liver, right? Then where does blood come from? It’s not just a liquid, it’s something with living cells moving around.”

That’s a good question.

I think I explained it last time? I don’t remember very well. Even if we discussed it last time, I don’t think we achieved any significant results.

“Made from bone. Remember when I told you to get a femur last time? I wanted to bring it so I could examine the bone marrow. ”

“You’re a diehard fan. So, did you succeed?”

I shook my head. It had been about a day since the death of the condemned man, and his bone marrow cells had already degenerated and become unrecognizable.

You have to get fresh bone marrow, which is usually not difficult. Should I wait at the execution grounds and extract it as soon as I die? I think there are legal and ethical issues with that.

It wasn’t impossible to extract it from a living person, but it was very painful and carried a significant risk of serious side effects, such as infection. It wasn’t a test worth trying for simple research purposes.

Well, if you think about it, a method will come to you.

“My guess is that if you look at fresh bone marrow under a microscope, you’ll be able to see the hematopoietic cells that make blood. Maybe?”

I’ve never personally observed bone marrow cells, so I don’t know much about them, but in theory, yes.

Do I need to stain bone marrow cells to see them well?

“Professor. Can I go to your house for a bit?”

“Huh? Okay.”

Istina left the lab as if she was relieved. What’s going on? Home- Well, come to think of it, people are supposed to go home periodically.

I guess I’ll have to do it myself for a day or so.

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There are a few knots to untangle.

I have to finish writing my paper on scurvy. When I think of papers on scurvy, there’s one person that comes to mind.

“Hello, Professor.”

Hedwig stood on one side of the lab.

Hedwig had been walking around the ward for the past few days, working with Istina on research, and even following her to an outpatient clinic once.

He was like a shadow that didn’t show any signs of being there. I don’t know if he worked hard. Are he studying a lot?

Are you sure you’re not stealing research?

“We apologize for the damage caused by the misdiagnosis of the Black Death in Imentia.”

“It’s okay. I don’t think it’s your fault. An accurate diagnosis originally requires time, equipment, and multiple expert opinions.”

Hedwig nodded.

“Anyway, I learned a lot while staying at the Academy Hospital for a few days. I also took the class you gave last time, Professor. How did you come up with the idea of making gravity 300 times stronger?”

“This is a method I’ve used before.”

“I came here to learn from you, Professor, but, uh. Even if I study my whole life, I don’t think I’ll be able to be like you! I hope you can help me for a while.”

“You’re flattering me.”

Hedwig seems quite shocked by what I said in Imentia last time. Or was she shocked because she was wrong?

I scratched my head awkwardly.

Hedwig sat on the sofa in the study.

“When I return to the Imperial Military Hospital this time, I think I will have a lot to teach my colleagues. First, I will convince the professor about the contents of his research. If I look at academia with a new perspective, I may be able to find out something new.”

“Right.”

“But, Professor, don’t you have any intention of nurturing your juniors? I’m sure you’re disappointed that you only have one graduate student.”

Okay. I sat up straight.

“Do you have any countermeasures?”

“Oh, I can use my connections to find someone who wants to go to the professor’s lab.”

Is it good?

I got up from my seat.

“Really?”

“Uh, yes… … ?”

“I would really appreciate it if you could find out even a little bit. I’m already worried these days because there’s no one who wants to be a graduate student?”

“That’s right. These days, young college students don’t want to do anything difficult, but they also don’t want to be ignored because their school bag straps are short.”

Where does such old fart talk come from?

Miss Hedwig. She looks like she has 20 years left to say something like that. Is she older than she looks, or is she just weird?

I thought to myself. How old is Miss Hedwig? I thought she was about the same age as Istina. Wasn’t she?

“Oh, right.”

For now, we decided to fight back.

****

Ward. It’s time for Priest Tyrael, a drug addict who was admitted a few days ago, to be discharged.

“Mr. Tyrael. Do you know why I restrained the patient and administered all the naloxone?”

Tyrael nodded.

“Thank you so much for saving my life.”

“That hurts. They say that waking up with all the naloxone really hurts opiate addicts. But I did it anyway.”

There are two main reasons.

“Yes.”

“There are two reasons. The first is to maximize the patient’s chances of survival. The opium was interfering with the patient’s breathing. ”

“I know.”

“The second one. I’m going to be completely blunt, but I didn’t intend to let the patient wake up peacefully without any pain. It’s true that administering a full dose of naloxone hurts, but.”

Punitive medication is contraindicated. However.

To elaborate, in people who habitually use opiate drugs, the parasympathetic nervous system may be compensatoryly depressed.

A decrease in the body’s calming nervous functions due to the calming effect of opium.

In people with such a damaged parasympathetic nervous system, if the effects of opiates suddenly wear off, the sympathetic nervous system may become overexcited in response to pain.

This means that when they wake up, they may become hyperactive and aggressive. In the United States, where there are many drug addicts, it is not uncommon to restrain patients and administer naloxone.

As your tolerance for opium builds, the pain will eventually become your daily routine. But you are much more likely to die from opium addiction before then.

“I know this in my head. It’s wrong, and it’s a life-threatening act.”

Tyrael lowered his head, but I shook my head. That’s not the problem.

“Opioid medication is not about paying for life. It’s about paying for the absence of pain. As you build up a tolerance to the drug, the pain you felt when you woke up a few days ago will become your daily routine.”

“Is that so… … . That’s terrible.”

My thoughts have become long, though.

“In accordance with the healer’s code of conduct, we will not inform the temple of the patient’s crime. Please visit the hospital every four months from now on.”

“Thank you.”

The patient bowed his head again and said hello.

“Congratulations on your discharge, Mr. Tyrael. Take your medicine well. Do you understand that if you take the medicine I gave you and take opium, you will die?”

“Oh, yes. Thank you.”

I think I’ve scared you enough.

That was really all I could do. The patient left the hospital, still wearing his priest’s clothes and carrying his bag.

People aren’t meant to be rewritten, but fixing people is my job.

Well… … I hope it works out well.