I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 299 No need to repay, just send songs
The two of them didn't fly all the way into Vienna, that would be too high-profile. Xia Qingdai chose to land in an unnoticed corner outside the city, then walked to the public bus station with Owen and rented a carriage to enter the city.

Vienna also has its own dialect, but the official unified language is German, and at least nine out of ten Viennese people can speak English. Therefore, there was basically no language barrier between the two of them in Vienna.

With the mailing addresses left on Mozart and his wife's letters and a map on his chest, the public carriage driver could accurately deliver them to their destination.

The public carriage drivers of this era should be as familiar with the city as the taxi drivers of later generations.

Xia Qingdai was sitting on a public carriage without rubber tires and shock absorbers. It was so bumpy that she almost felt motion sick.

Just as she was about to leave the carriage and let Owen take care of everything, the sound of reining in the horse was heard, and the apartment where Mozart lived arrived.

Owen held Xia Qingdai's medical kit in one hand, and stretched out his other hand very gentlemanly to help Xia Qingdai get out of the carriage.

The Mozarts, who had not received any letter notification, naturally did not know that distinguished guests were coming.

It wasn't until Xia Qingdai and Owen knocked on the door and explained the situation that Mozart's wife suddenly understood and suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

She did not expect that the miracle doctor Mozart always talked about was so young (Orientals always appear much younger than their actual age in the eyes of Westerners), nor did she expect that they would arrive so quickly.

This woman at the end of the 18th century was not as thoughtful as later generations, nor was she as familiar with the concepts of geography and distance, otherwise she would have doubted her own views.

How could it be so fast from when she wrote the letter to when the other party came over?
But now Mozart's wife, who is ignorant and ignorant, is endlessly grateful for the arrival of the two British friends, except for the initial surprise, and will not think about the unreasonableness of it at all.

Anyway, anyone willing to lend a helping hand to the couple at this time is grateful.

Xia Qingdai took out two masks, handed one to Owen, and then followed Mrs. Mozart into the bedroom. As soon as she entered, there was a strong smell of blood.

Xia Qingdai's sense of smell is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, and the smell she smells is naturally a bit stronger, which can't be covered even by wearing a mask.

Looking at Mozart's sign of the cross, which was still dripping in the socket of his elbow, he frowned slightly, and without saying a word, he picked up the medical kit and came forward to clean, disinfect and bandage his cross wound.

Almost everyone in this century has such an old knife wound on the elbow socket. Anyone who has been ill and has consulted a doctor or a barber like a barefoot doctor has suffered such a knife.

After treating the bleeding wound, Xia Qingdai took out the pulse pillow and began to diagnose the pulse.

As the zhenqi was pushed into Mozart's body, she soon discovered many problems.

However, because her medical knowledge is not rich, it is difficult for her to differentiate and treat the disease. At this time, if you can discuss it with your brothers and sisters in the mobile phone group, the accuracy will be higher.

Her senior brothers and sisters have very solid theoretical knowledge and a clear understanding of various pulse conditions. Their weak point lies in the actual diagnosis of pulse. Xia Qingdai is just the opposite of them, so the combination of the two has a better effect.

Of course, the combination of Xia Qingdai and Eucommia ulmoides is invincible and can solve most difficult and complicated diseases.

The difference is that she and her master can cooperate from a distance, but she and Eucommia can only be face to face, and the other party also needs to contact the patient to draw conclusions.

It wasn't yet to the point where she needed to shake people up. After about ten minutes, Xia Qingdai could almost determine the cause of the disease. "Open your mouth wide, let me take a look." Xia Qingdai took out a huge ear-picking lamp (no matter how miniaturized the modern lamp is, it can't be smaller than this), and looked at her mouth.

It was the first time Mrs. Mozart saw this lamp that glowed without being ignited, and her eyes were filled with surprise. If her husband hadn't been lying in the hospital bed, she might have asked what it was.

Xia Qingdai could "see" Mozart's internal meridian map, and based on the speculations of various experts in historical data, she quickly determined the cause - acute pharyngitis.

The physique was still too poor, and the medical environment in Europe at the end of the 18th century was poor. It was not surprising that people who got sick frequently died young.

In addition, Xia Qingdai felt that even if strep throat could not kill Mozart, bloodletting could kill him.

"Don't bleed easily in the future, you are anemic." Xia Qingdai gave the doctor's advice, and then rummaged through her medicine box.

She had medicine for strep throat, a bottle of repackaged azithromycin.

Although Xia Qingdai is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, she does not reject Western medicine and uses easy-to-use antibiotics directly. It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat. Antibiotics are a dimension-reducing blow to inflammation in this era, which is more convenient and faster than boiling traditional Chinese medicine.

Once the cause of the disease was determined and enough medicine was available, the subsequent treatment process went smoothly, so I won’t go into details.

Three days later, Mozart's symptoms were significantly relieved, and his fever had been suppressed by antipyretics and acupuncture. He looks quite energetic now, no longer in the sick state when he first met him.

For Xia Qingdai who saved him again, Mozart burst into tears of gratitude and said frankly that he had nothing to repay and was willing to be a cow or a horse. Xia Qingdai told him not to take it to heart, but she liked the piano music she sent last time very much.

Mozart's rare emotional intelligence was on point, and he immediately promised to write another song for Xia Qingdai.

Xia Qingdai declined, then thanked him with a smile on her face, telling him not to rush and to take good care of her health first. He has now started working on "Requiem", which is very energy-consuming, and Xia Qingdai doesn't expect to have a new song right away.

During these three days, Xia Qingdai also visited eighteenth-century Vienna with Owen and exchanged some local gold coins. I went to the opera house to listen to a Mozart opera, but unfortunately it was not conducted by Mozart himself.

Austria is actually in a turbulent era now. The new king will take the throne next year, and France will declare war on them before the situation is stabilized. It is conceivable that the society will be in trouble.

The country's economy was on the verge of collapse amid a long-standing conflict with France. The official way to deal with this situation is to print banknotes!

Xia Qingdai will definitely not exchange the banknotes, and will consume them immediately even if necessary.

Although the whole country is in turmoil, Xia Qingdai, who lives in Vienna's upper class society, can't actually feel this depression.

Because the luxurious world of the upper class has not changed, the whole city even presents a false prosperity like a castle in the air. It is somewhat similar to the Jin Dynasty, when the literati who were unable to change the general trend simply indulged in dissolute behavior and acted arbitrarily. They were drunk now and drunk the next.

One time, Xia Qingdai even saw a gentleman at a dance late at night, who had drunk too much, took off his shirt, ran into the street, yelled and ran naked. What is the difference between this and the famous celebrities who fell into hallucinations after the two Jin Dynasties, with disheveled hair and streaked? !

Xia Qingdai was also stunned.