I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 1029 The Strongest Steam Fleet (Additional chapter for Flyerton99)

At nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of violent banging on the door startled Sapina, who was studying hard, and she looked up.

Old Sapina, who was in her 50s, opened the door with a frown, and her neighbor Mabel rushed in and shouted:

"Roman! Roman, Kevin isn't breathing! Help him!"

Sapina was startled and subconsciously wanted to go find Teacher Vierdang - the latter lived in the village church - but suddenly remembered that today was "football day" and he had returned to Reims and would not be back until the day after tomorrow morning.

Sapina hurried out from the inner room and saw Mabel sweating anxiously, with her son Kevin on her back.

He moved the light closer and saw that the child was rolling his eyes, his face was purple, and he was no longer responsive.

He took the child and asked Mabel: "What's going on?"

"He ate a pickled olive at night, and that's what happened... Please think of a solution, please!"

Sapina placed her finger under the child's nose, but could no longer sense breath. She then touched the carotid artery, which was still beating faintly.

He stuffed the candlestick to his father and hurriedly took out the "Preparatory Physician's Manual". He searched for "inability to breathe" according to the symptoms, and there were three branch situations behind it.

He turned to page 37 according to the search results and saw the item "stuck due to eating or swallowing foreign objects". Without reading the diagnosis process carefully, he looked directly at the "treatment method".

It says: The preferred treatment method is the Heimlich maneuver.

Sapina had not studied this part carefully before, but fortunately there were detailed pictures at the back. He hurriedly followed the instructions in the pictures and put little Kevin in an upright position, asking his father to hold him.

He glanced at the manual again, walked around the child, put his arms around the child's upper abdomen, and according to the manual's instructions, he pushed his arms diagonally upwards.

Kevin opened his eyes due to the huge pressure and retched.

Sapina exerted force again.

There was a slight "puff" sound, and a pickled olive flew out of the child's mouth.

Kevin then let out a "ugh" sound, as if he had snatched his soul back from the hands of death.

Sapina hurried to check the child's breathing, and a warm air flow immediately swept over his fingers.

He looked at the manual again, then laid Kevin on his side and wiped the saliva from his mouth.

About three or four minutes later, the child slowly opened his eyes and the purple on his face began to fade.

Mabel's wife held the child's head, her face full of tears, and murmured:

"It's okay, Kevin is okay..."

"You are so amazing, Dr. Sapina." Mabelde held Sapina's hand tightly, bowed continuously, and even changed the way she addressed him, "Thank you so much!"

Then, he took out a few banknotes from his pocket and asked, "How much is the medical fee?"

Sapina waved her hand and said, "You must not have listened to Father Carlo's announcement. I don't charge any fees here."

"How...how can this be done?"

"This is the regulation, and the government will give me an allowance."

Mr. and Mrs. Mabel thanked them profusely and took the awakened child home.

The next morning, Sapina rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked towards his field - he was indeed very lazy and weak, so he seldom went to work in the fields, but today it was his family's turn to use the water pump, so he had to go.

However, before he reached the end of his own field, he saw two figures busy working in the wheat field from afar.

"Who is there?" he shouted. Mabel and the eldest son Gilles straightened up and waved to him: "Roman, to thank you for saving Kevin, I will help you turn the soil. Your soil is all caked.

"Oh, I'll take care of the watering later."

"How, how can this be done?"

"It's nothing, just go back. I'll take care of this."

At noon, Baber from the east of the village came to Sapina with his child, saying that the child had diarrhea and fever.

According to the manual, Sapina gave him purslane juice and the "blessing of the Crown Prince", and instructed Barber to go back and give the child light salt water, but he must boil the water first.

The treatment cost 8 deniers.

As more and more people were cured, Sapina's reputation grew and it became busier and busier.

The stipulated four hours of treatment time per day is simply not enough. He has to see patients for at least eight hours, and sometimes he is even busy from morning till dusk.

However, Sapina's family's crops are now better managed than before - in order to give him more time to treat his illness, the villagers have taken over all of his farm work.

By the time Vierdan left the village a month and a half later, Sapina had become a very skilled doctor.

Well, at least he was extremely skilled at flipping through the manual.

……

Outside the Port of London.

Admiral Jervis, the British Secretary of State for Naval War, stood on the deck of the newly built first-class battleship "Neptune", gazing at the sea in the distance with a gloomy face, and occasionally picking up a telescope to look.

His mind was still replaying the report given to him this morning by the diplomat who had returned from Lisbon.

The Danish Regent convened most of the member states of the International Maritime Convention five days ago to celebrate the "first great victory of the International Maritime Convention."

Frederick even declared that the British Navy lifted the blockade of France due to "the joint pressure from more than 80 member states of the Convention on the Law of the Sea" and that "member states should be more united to bring a more stable order to the global oceans."

The most infuriating thing is that they even invited the UK to attend the conference!
What a bunch of ignorant clowns! Jarvis cursed in his heart. If it weren't for the Parliament's desire to save naval funds, even if the navies of those 80 countries were tied together, they would not be able to threaten the Royal Navy.

In the distance, a long, low whistle was finally heard.

Jarvis' eyes lit up instantly.

He knew that it was the Avenger, the latest steam battleship built by the Chatham Royal Dockyard.

It was a standard fifth-class battleship with 36 guns, larger than any steam battleship equipped by the French.

Driven by three powerful Engine 3 steam engines, it can reach a terrifying speed of 52 knots with a tailwind.

And today is the day of its maiden flight test!

This new type of warship will soon be put into mass production, with the first batch of 20. Together with the Comet-class steam frigates that are already being produced at a high speed - the final number will be as high as more than 40 - Britain will have the largest steam fleet in the world.

By then, the Royal Navy will return to the Mediterranean and let the French know who is the master of the ocean!

Soon, the "Avenger" passed by the port side of the "Neptune" at a very fast speed, dragging thick black smoke, leaving two trails of white foam on the sea.

Immediately, the gun hatch of the Avenger opened and the cannons fired continuous salvos in salute to the officers and dignitaries watching the ceremony.

Just as Jarvis and others were clapping excitedly, a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound suddenly came from inside the "Avenger", and then the smoke stopped coming out of the chimney and the speed slowed down instantly.

(End of this chapter)