Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 178. 175. "Thunderstorm"

Whether it was the medical committee under the Military Medical Office or the head of the dragoon regiment, their titles and powers seemed meaningless in front of Franz's orders.No matter how things changed in the future, at least Moraso was the Chief Inspector of the Military Medical Service for now.

The technical term inspector is a good interpretation of the chaotic official rank system in the 19th century.

The Military Medical Office does have inspector posts, but they are all used to manage wartime hospitals. They are called the "Chief Inspector of Military Hospitals" and the "Deputy Inspectors of Military Hospitals" who cooperate with them.They are basically served by the chief military doctor and highly qualified military doctor of the unit to which they belong.

The reason why the positions of inspectors are very confusing is that in addition to being responsible for their own duties, they are also responsible for various medical management of the troops they belong to.

These include building a team hospital, giving professional advice on the prevention of possible diseases, giving military doctors certain promotion qualifications, arranging the transportation of the wounded, ensuring the supply of medical equipment, and even commanding the frontline first aid station of the troops during the battle. work.

In the military hospital, the inspector is the director; in terms of disease prevention, the inspector is the chief nutritionist and the director of the disease control department; when the doctor is promoted, the inspector is the director of the personnel department; Transportation scheduling; and to go to the frontier first aid station, the inspector has to be the head of the first aid station.

The scope of work is so wide that it basically packs together all the management functions of emergency, administration, and logistics in modern hospitals.

But no matter how chaotic the job content is, inspectors need to have a certain basis for clinical work.At the very least, he has to be a doctor first, and then he can become the chief inspector of the hospital.Even if he really does not have a medical degree from an institution of higher learning, he should have worked in this industry for more than ten years and have rich medical experience that matches the job requirements.

No matter how bad it is, nutritious meals, transportation and deployment, and construction must be the same.

But Earl Moraso, who came to the military medical office the next day, perfectly avoided all the above requirements, but his job needed to manage the military medical team to maintain the health of the entire army.

Just like other nobles, the education that fell on him had a clear purpose and tendency, and Moraso was trained to be an excellent general from an early age.In an increasingly professional discipline like medicine, his involvement is limited to wound dressing and wound disinfection.

The former is a compulsory course for generals, while the latter is what he has seen with his own eyes at close range, and even felt it personally.

Nothing but that.

The majestic Chief Inspector of the Military Medical Office of the Austrian Empire, the commander-in-chief in charge of all military doctors and the operation of front-line military hospitals, has no medical knowledge at all.Not only the doctors of the medical committee found it incredible, but Moraso himself also found it incredible, so that the surrounding atmosphere was extremely awkward when he went to the Military and Political Office to report.

Because on the first day he took office, what he had to face was the distribution of medical resources among the troops on the western front.

It covers everything from the life of a healthcare worker, to a patient's medical procedures and subsequent recovery.

The things involved range from the high-precision thermometers, dyes, and anticoagulants advocated by Carvey, to the scalpels, scissors, forceps, and tweezers that are usually used in surgery, and finally the pots and pans, tents, etc. that are needed in daily life. Mop, scrub brush.【1】

The entries are so trivial that it makes people upset, not to mention Moraso getting a headache watching it, even Ignatz or Watman would get a headache if they read it.

"So, Franz asked me to work here because he thought I had this talent?" Morazo laughed at himself, and immediately clarified his thoughts, "I really can't do this, how about you give me a job?" Franz made a suggestion, and I should be replaced as the Chief Inspector."

"How does Your Excellency know that we haven't mentioned it?" Edinson was very unhappy, but there is a solution. "If you feel that you cannot complete these tasks, you can entrust the medical committee with full authority."

"So it's still possible to operate like this." Morazo nodded, "If that's the case, I'll leave it to you."

Eddinson had already prepared various plans for this sentence: "Your Excellency Governor only needs to sign them all, and we will have the authority to deal with them. After the matter is completed, we will also Report to His Majesty the King on your behalf."

"Then it's hard work for you guys."

Morazo breathed a sigh of relief, took a pen from the table and began to sign one by one as required.

At the beginning, he was quite serious, and he would look at the purpose and general plan of the proposal.But after only looking at two books, this process has been simplified to the point of just a glance, especially when he turned to the plan book about "Drug Procurement Project and Merchant Change", Moraso just flipped through two pages casually and was ready to go Sign the last page.

Maybe it was luck, or some kind of visual attraction, his glance happened to be on the name of the pharmaceutical manufacturer: "Karachi?"

Eddinson's heart tightened: "Well, it's the pharmaceutical factory that participated in the procurement of medicines by the Military Medical Office."

He cut off many details and only left a name, which greatly reduced the presence of Karachi Pharmaceutical Factory in the procurement project.Edinson hoped that he could sign off on this plan in one go, and then he would be able to justify changing the supply channels, and even remove Carvey from the core circle of military doctors.

But for Morazo, who does not understand the internal relationship of medical care, this is not a pharmaceutical company that seized a large share, nor is it a capitalist that sucked a lot of blood from civilians.Karachi is just a pharmaceutical factory jointly opened by two of his friends. Of course, he will be happy that his friend's pharmaceutical factory can deliver medicines to the empire.

This kind of happiness made Moraso look twice more. When he saw the content of the plan, he realized that the matter was not that simple: "Do you want to remove Karachi's supply qualification?"

"Correct."

"why?"

Edinson had already thought of an excuse, just like what he had said to Franz: "The empire is the empire of the king and the nobles, not his Laszlo's empire. The supply channels are all concentrated in his hands. It is too single and must be curbed."

Moraso just has no medical experience and is too lazy to meddle in his personality, so he looks a little silly, but he is not stupid.

I simply scanned a few documents just now, and there was Laszlo's name in it. Now I went back and checked it again, and I quickly came to a conclusion: Laszlo is everywhere.

The single purchase channel is not limited to the Laszlo pharmaceutical factory, but also the Laszlo Iron and Steel Plant in charge of supplying metals, the Laszlo Foundry in charge of casting guns and knives, and the Laszlo Textile and Garment Factory in charge of military uniforms. Loan from Laszlo's bank.

"If pharmaceutical companies want to open up other purchase channels, do they have to follow suit?"

Edinson shook his head: "We are the medical committee, and we are only responsible for medical aspects."

Not long after reading the plan, Moraso already had a headache, but he was still able to grasp the main point of the matter: "What about the surgical instruments? It's full of Laszlo, and I don't see any other manufacturers. "

"You also know how much Mr. Laszlo's steel plant accounts for domestic steel, and the foundry is the first-class in Europe." Edinson was also very helpless, "Let's not talk about other doctors, even me, the scalpel and The tissue forceps are also engraved with Laszlo's brand initials 'LW'."

The excuse was reasonable, but Moraso still felt strange.

The relationship between Laszlo and Franz is very close. Both the political and business lines are useful to Laszlo, so it is very necessary to give enough business support.It is impossible for Eddinson, who is in the political circle, to be ignorant of this matter. It seems ignorant and ridiculous to remove Laszlo's pharmaceutical factory from the purchase list.

But he did it anyway.

Is Eddinson ignorant and ridiculous?Certainly not, the Edinson family has a strong voice in the House of Lords, how could it be possible to make such a low-level mistake.

There must be other purposes.

Morazo was not in a hurry to clarify the words, but hesitated for a moment and put down the pen in his hand: "This matter is very important, I think we need to hold another meeting to discuss it."

"This is a decision unanimously passed by the medical committee." Edinson began to press, "Even if the meeting is held with you and our committee, the final conclusion will still not change."

"Well, but at least we have to go through the motions." Moraso patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "I will have an explanation then."

Seeing him like this, Edinson couldn't say anything more, so he could only hastily set the time for tomorrow's meeting, and left the military doctor's office with Moraso.

Due to inconvenient communication, the meeting of the medical committee was scheduled for the morning of the day after tomorrow.This delay strategy freed up a lot of time for Moraso, before he needed to find a solution to the problem.

First of all, this matter cannot be poked up. Franz is very stubborn, especially when dealing with Laszlo's problems.

If the news got into his ears, especially if it got into his ears through his own hands, things would become very complicated.Regardless of whether Edinson's proposal had personal reasons or not, considering his family background, it was very difficult for Franz to move him.

But Laszlo was tied to all aspects of the empire. The king seemed to have great power, but when it came to doing things, he was always compromising.

It is impossible for him to tear up his face with Edinson for some military supplies, and he should not offend Laszlo for a medical committee.This is a slipknot that can be untied at any time, but no one is willing to back down.

"Maybe my brother-in-law asked you to take the blame." Marianne, who was sitting on a small chair in the study, said with a smile, "There are some things that he can't intervene in."

"Isn't this going to put me on the fire? The matter will be reported to the higher authorities. The House of Lords and the king will make everyone embarrassed, but Eddinson will definitely let this plan pass if we leave it alone." Morazo said. Feeling troublesome, "No, I'd better talk to Franz, I can't do this."

"He just asked you to do it on purpose, can you refuse?"

"What can we do then?"

Marianna stroked the cat in her arms, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Laszlo is such a supernatural figure, doesn't Eddinson know him?"

"I know, why don't I know?" Morazo said, "At least half of the people in the House of Lords are related to Laszlo. As for the project on the Ring Road, how many people followed him and invested in it. I remember that their family also Voted."

"Did you vote?" Mariana asked suddenly.

"Me? I'm not short of money." Moraso said with a smile, "Being a nobleman chasing capitalists is a shameful thing in itself."

Mariana sighed, skipped the matter and continued: "Since I know Mr. Laszlo and his abilities, why are we so confrontational?"

"Yeah, I'm wondering too."

"Then why is he staring at the pharmaceutical factory?" Marianna smiled while playing with the cat's long tail, "Is the pharmaceutical factory different from other factories?"

"Can there be any difference, isn't it all from Laszlo?" Morazo hesitated to speak, and suddenly thought of Carvey in his head, "Wait, it's different from the family-owned steel factory that started from scratch, Laszlo Si Luo's pharmaceutical factory is not entirely his, there are other people's shares in it."

"Who?"

"Kavi!"

Morazo's thinking was opened, and the root of all problems was not that Laszlo monopolized the supply channel, but Kavey: "Kavi's medicine is only available in Laszlo's pharmaceutical factory, and Laszlo's pharmaceutical factory wants to buy it." If you want to use these medicines, you have to give up all the supply channels to them. Is Eddinson going to give up these medicines?
Didn't he want to use these medicines from the very beginning? "

After hearing the answer, Mariana gently put down the cat in her arms, stood up and straightened her clothes, and said with a smile, "Let me go make you a cup of coffee."

Morazo was still thinking about how to solve the pharmaceutical factory in his own manor, and the palace on the other side was also very uneasy.

Since the news of Edward's disappearance came yesterday morning, the original slack and smooth office rhythm was instantly tightened. Franz, Richard, and Carl held several discussions back and forth, but they still couldn't come up with a practical plan.

The only thing they can do and have done is to block the news, not only in the palace, but also in the embassy.

Of course, they couldn't openly block it, but they could only block the traffic routes around the embassy under the banner of protection and martial law, which also blocked the way of correspondence in disguise.This kind of thankless work naturally fell on the shoulders of the police station, and the two sergeants became the main persons in charge of the security.

Witt searched for a day yesterday and returned without success, while the other Derio has been guarding outside the embassy. Today, according to the agreement, the two need to exchange identities.

"Boss, you found Claire yesterday and found out the route. Did Del Rio find any important clues today?"

"I don't know." Werther had a cigarette in his mouth and looked up to the sky.

"Then if Mr. Edward (the body) cannot be found today, the director will definitely be scolded."

"Well, if you find it, you will be scolded." Werther leaned against the wall and exhaled a big mouthful of smoke, "It's just not that miserable."

"It's already afternoon, and no one has sent a message."

"Wait." Werther stood up straight, looked at a homeless man approaching in the distance and said, "If you have this spare time, you might as well drive that man away."

Following his fingers, he saw that the man was walking in the middle of the road, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were mixed with dirt, sticking to his body like rags.He didn't know where the two shoes fell, and he just walked to the embassy with his bare feet stepping on the mud on the ground.

The patrolman quickly stepped on the cigarette butt, and walked forward quickly: "Go, go, you can't pass here!"

The homeless man moved his chapped lips and squeezed out half a sentence: "I am."

The patrolman frowned: "What did you say?"

"I am an ambassador!"

"What kind of ambassador and minister can't pass?" The patrolman thought he had heard some nonsense, so he subconsciously pushed him, but he realized that something was wrong as soon as he made a move, and quickly pulled him back, "Who do you say you are?"

Werther, who was not far away from asking this question, was also shocked, and the homeless man who staggered back finally mustered all his strength and said his name: "My name is Edward, yes, I am the French ambassador!"

(End of this chapter)