My Detective Roommate [Sherlock Holmes]

Adlia is used to seeing the patient in person before the operation to confirm the vital signs of the other party.In this era when the concept of sterility is not strict and the rescue measures are not complete, it is sometimes more fatal to rush to the operating table.

However, this patient did exhibit typical symptoms, such as metastatic right lower quadrant pain, McBurney's point tenderness, rebound tenderness, etc., which pointed to quite clearly, no wonder Joanna said so firmly.

After Adelia and Ossella asked about the medical history and physical examination, they told them to prepare for the operation.

"Can you do it?" Ossella cared about Adelia's emotions like a routine greeting, "Otherwise I'll come?"

"I won't be affected by this," Adelia replied, "Let them prepare for the operation first, and Joanna will help me later."

So Osera probably understood that Adlia wanted to train Joanna.He is not missing this chance of surgery, and it just so happens that he can watch her surgery again.They set up a window here, and they can see the operation situation from the second floor. This is also to prevent too many people in the operating room and to give those who are interested in learning opportunities.

In this era, there are no preoperative eight items. Adlia is very careful in every operation, and even wears flat glasses.

Walking away from Sherlock, Adelia relaxed a little when she arrived at the familiar operating room, which was completely arranged by her own mind and where she had absolute dominance. She brushed her hands while looking at Joanna. .

Joanna started to gossip secretly at this moment: "Doctor Rhea, who is the worker who came with Dr. Watson today?"

She wrinkled her lovely nose: "Why is he so domineering, it feels like turning your lounge into his."

She didn't speak very clearly, and Adlia even reacted a little before remembering that Sherlock had been dressing up as a worker today, and couldn't help laughing: "He's always been like that, he's not a worker."

"Is it your old friend from before?" Joanna asked tentatively, she vaguely knew that her teacher had a relationship history.

"Maybe it's what you think," Adelia sighed, "I left without saying goodbye, and then we met here by chance."

If Sherlock hears it, I'm afraid he will refute. As long as they walk on the same road, they will always meet, and this is by no means accidental.

Joanna's eyes were wide open, and she didn't want to act like she had never seen the world, so she hesitated, and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Then will you go with him?"

Adelia wanted to smile and pat her on the shoulder, but her hands had been disinfected, so she could only give up: "Actually, I haven't made up my mind yet. If I really leave, I would like to take a few people to London with me, but It will be more difficult for you, how to say, in medicine, women are already quite excluded, let alone in London medicine - they have already established barriers."

After the affairs here were over, the disguise seemed unnecessary, and Sherlock changed back into a light gray suit before asking to visit Adlia's operation.

He said to Watson while wearing a bow tie: "I used to persuade her to continue practicing medicine. To be honest, I really haven't seen her professionally."

Watson couldn't help laughing: "Hurston—er, Dr. Hudson's demeanor during the operation impressed all the women in Kent."

"Yes, I've noticed that, and I'm glad to see that," said Sherlock, putting on his deer hat, which he doesn't often wear when he's out in the country," jeers the vulgar She is fierce and vicious, but I know that someone will always find her shining point, as long as she does not suppress herself so much, people who yearn for light will always approach her."

"May I venture to ask if that is why you adore her?"

"One of the reasons," he admitted frankly.

Watson was really surprised by the way this pair, perhaps it could be said that they were lovers, got along with each other.It seemed that he was still in a cold war just a second ago, but when he turned his head, his friend affirmed his love as if nothing had happened, and wanted to see her surgery again.But it was too detailed, and he was not easy to ask, so he could only work hard as a tool man and lead him to Adlia's operating room.

Watson had become acquainted with the people in the clinic these days, and he was not prevented from showing people around. When they arrived, Dr. Othella was already there.

"You guys came just in time, Rhea was just about to go under the knife," Osera greeted them, her tone was friendly like greetings from old friends, "Ah, Mr. Holmes, you did write a story with Watson in the story. exactly the same."

Sherlock smiled: "Adelia is in your care."

Dr. Ossella raised his eyebrows, and there was a joking smile in his eyes: "It's not bad, I spent a lot of effort trying to persuade her to recuperate when she came here for the first time, and she insisted that she was a doctor and didn't need to take care of it."

Even Watson could tell that Osera was telling Sherlock that Adlia, who was now looking good, had suffered a lot in the past.

Sherlock's expression didn't change, his eyes looked out of the window.

The design of this room was also made by Adlia. She discussed with Ossella and the designer. From this angle, you can clearly see the dynamics of the operating room.

Although everyone wore the same hat, the same clothes, and cotton masks, Sherlock easily recognized her with glasses.

She was on the right side of the patient, right in the middle, operating methodically. Sometimes she would suddenly reach out to ask other nurses for equipment. It is estimated that there must be a few harsh words.This was her domain, he realized, where she was the absolute authority.

"Here, no one cares about gender," Ossella watched as Adelia handed over the equipment in her hand to Joanna, "Whoever is good can have the surgery, and she is like a king among them."

He wasn't talking about the Queen.

Sherlock didn't look at the time, he didn't know how long he had looked at it, and was unusually quiet.

It wasn't until Joanna finished suturing, and he watched her girl leave the operating room, that he finally said, "Did you build these?"

Ossella shrugged: "Riya is the doctor who cares most about cleanliness, and many of them were proposed by her—after she had no financial constraints, she became more wanton. All clothes have entered the operating room once and must be strictly Disinfection, let alone gloves, up to now, most clinics and hospitals still perform operations with bare hands, but she is willing to waste and extravagance, and never does it. In contrast, our postoperative infection is definitely ahead of the majority. In most hospitals, she has many ideas, and they are implemented here."

"This is her utopia." Sherlock said this with a sincere sigh.

The men and women in the operating room wore similar ugly hats and bulky clothes that didn't fit well. Their faces were covered by masks, but they were all shining.

About a while after Adelia walked out of the operating room, a male nurse ran over: "Dr. Othella, Dr. Heston is looking for you."

Ossella motioned to them, "Are you going to go together?"

Of course, the two of them had nothing to say no to.

The three of them went to Adelia's office together, and she happened to have changed back into her casual clothes and was writing something at the desk.

"Writing the operation notes?" Osera asked.

Adelia looked up, her eyes froze slightly when she saw the detective, and she suddenly wondered whether wearing a hat just now would make her hair look ugly and ugly, and whether the skirt and collar had been tidied up.

Then she looked away at Watson: "You were together just now?"

It was Sherlock who answered: "I am fortunate to have watched a very neat operation."

"What's so neat, my hands are full of blood, and I'm not an innovator." Adelia said with some embarrassment. At least in her opinion, she had very few chances to do it in her previous life, even though she had watched many surgery videos. , Observed a lot of operations, but she is not very clear about the difficulties that will be encountered in the actual operation.

In this era when everything is yet to be developed, she is just stepping on the shoulders of giants.

Adlia handed over the postoperative precautions to Ossella: "I just talked with Joanna, this patient is still a bit older, we have added a few precautions, see if it fits suitable."

"You're going to kill your colleagues, girl," Osera put on her monocle, and teased, "The operation has been done so beautifully, and the discharge recommendation has to be written on a large page. How can other doctors live."

Adelia laughed.

Speaking of which, the habit of internal medicine has not been lost, not to mention that in this era, there is a lack of direct treatment such as medicine and surgery, and the precautions in life are particularly important.

"I have nothing more to add," Osera finished reading carefully, "I think we have to compile these things into a manual so that young people can grow up quickly."

"I don't think it's mature enough." Adelia hesitated.

"Create something from scratch," Ossella insisted, "otherwise it would be a waste of time and effort to explain everything from the beginning every time, and let them learn by themselves. If you sort out these materials, they will definitely be very willing to compile them. work, we will review it again when the time comes."

"I mean, these are small samples—" Adlia was always hesitant about compiling books.

"Bring it up first, we are not afraid of criticism." Osera insisted gently.

Watson knew that the two people had always had different opinions on the matter of compiling the book, so he joked: "If you want to compile a book, you can ask Sherlock Holmes for his opinion. He has published several papers, and he is still writing "The Art of Logic" recently." Woolen cloth!"

"Watson, you flipped through my draft again!" Sherlock said angrily.

"Why are you accusing him?" Adelia immediately thought of the time they lived together at that time. "You are placed on the table every day. If you don't want to look at it, you will run into your eyes."

Watson was happy now: "Look, Holmes, someone will punish you."

The author says:

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