[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

"Cynthia, Cynthia, I heard that you beat Hurley. Is that true? When did you compete? Was it horseback riding or fencing?"

Joanna chased after Cynthia with a look of great interest.She didn't know that Cynthia, who was buried in books whenever she had time, was actually a sports girl.

But Cynthia was with her most of the time, when did the two compete, how could she not know?

Cynthia didn't answer but handed her the test paper in the book. Joanna looked down at the test paper and saw a bright A.

"Why did you give me the test paper? Urge me to study?"

Cynthia pointed to the test paper and said, "Don't you want to know what the competition is for? This is it. Her score lost to me."

Compared with grades, it doesn't sound exciting at all.Joanna returned the test paper to Cynthia, and suddenly remembered that she didn't come to Cynthia for a competition, she knocked her head angrily.

"Oh, the dean asked you to go to her office. I forgot about it in a blink of an eye. She has been waiting for you for a long time. Go quickly."

Cynthia didn't bother to accuse Joanna of being forgetful. Someday this girl would forget herself on the street.

When Cynthia arrived at the dean's office, Jenny was about to go out, "Oh, I thought you weren't coming, Miss Crawley."

Jenny is going to visit the hospital. She is the dean of the medical school and a doctor at the Women's Hospital.

"Are you free today, Miss Crawley?"

Cynthia nodded, there is no class today and Saturday, she has time.

"Would you like to accompany me to the hospital?"

The dean didn't specify what hospital it was, but Cynthia immediately thought of the Women's Hospital founded by Elizabeth Anderson.

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

Jenny saw that there was no reluctance on her face, so she let her follow her.

A doctor is a sacred profession, and his duty is to fight against death to save people's lives.The men in charge of state affairs once thought that a woman could not be a doctor, that they did not have that ability.

But the existence of Elizabeth Anderson proved that they could do it. She set up her own clinic, even if no one came to see her because of prejudice.

She established a women's hospital and a pharmacy, and her first surgery was frowned upon by society, but Elizabeth did very well.She also founded the Women's Medical College, hoping to provide medical degrees to girls like herself.

When Cynthia stood on Euston Road and looked at the women's hospital in front of her, she seemed to see Elizabeth walking through the hospital.

Elizabeth was a pioneer of feminism in the Victorian era. She may not be as eloquent as other feminists, but her persistence and tenacity enabled her to achieve very high achievements in the medical field.

Jenny took a few steps forward, and seeing that Cynthia hadn't followed, she asked her amusedly, "Don't tell me that the reason you want to come is to stand here in a daze?"

"No, I'm just feeling a little bit emotional."

Jenny knew what she was feeling without asking. The child never concealed his admiration for the first dean.

"If you can get a medical qualification certificate, you can enter this hospital. Or you can choose to open a private practice on Harley Street, and the location is also good."

Harley Street in London is one of the most famous streets, and there are a lot of clinics gathered on this street.Of course, the fees are not low. Doctors generally earn a little more than hospitals.

The Women's Hospital is two small four-story buildings next to each other. There are many rooms in the new building, so a ward has a lot of space, and there is a distance between the beds.

It is also convenient for nurses to come and go.

The staff here are all women, and even the patients are mostly women and children.Except for the husband who accompanied his wife, there was no man lying on the hospital bed.

It seems that those gentlemen are still unwilling to accept a lady to see a doctor for themselves, and would rather go to Harley Street, which is more expensive.

This can be said to be a rare learning opportunity. Cynthia followed Dean Jenny to watch them patrol the ward and see one patient after another.

From time to time, Jenny would tell Cynthia about the symptoms and treatment status of some patients, which were out of her reach at school.

Cynthia regretted that she didn't bring a pen and a notebook. Her eyes and memory alone were too busy for this kind of knowledge.

"Is there a doctor? Can any of you save her? She passed out suddenly."

There was a shout from the entrance of the hospital, and the boy's voice was full of panic.The nurses guarding the entrance of the hospital hurriedly surrounded him. Cynthia looked back and saw a woman in his arms. She must have been sent to the hospital because of some emergency.

"Can you describe the condition of the patient before the onset of illness?"

Jenny put down her pen and approached the patient, checking her vital signs.

"She had a little fever in the past two days. At first she thought it was a fever and she said she didn't need to go to the hospital and passed it. But the fever didn't ease, and she started to have diarrhea, and there was pus and blood in the stool."

Although the boy panicked, he had already said everything he could think of.

After hearing about this symptom, the first thing Cynthia thought of was a very bad idea.She gasped, and stopped her steps to retreat. This disease is fatal in this era.

"Is the food she ate recently clean? Has she been exposed to any contaminated vegetables?"

Hearing Jenny's question, it seemed that Jenny wanted to go with her, and Cynthia was even more convinced of what disease this woman was suffering from.

This is an ancient infectious diarrhea, and there have been worldwide dysentery infections in the last century.Just at the end of the last century in 1899, Shiga of Japan first discovered Shigella dysenteriae, the pathogenic bacteria of dysentery, so later generations named this bacteria after him.

In World War I, which broke out a few years later, as many as 4 people died from dysentery in Germany.

The boy smiled wryly, "It's good to eat something. Who cares if it's not clean, doctor."

This is the worst answer. The cause of dysentery is contaminated food and water.

"It is preliminarily determined that the patient has dysentery. Whether it is bacillary or chronic requires further examination. Lia, isolate the patient, and then go to the office to tell them the news. This gentleman, wait for the government personnel to come, Take them to the patient's quarters, they know what to do, take care not to touch any water and food with their hands."

Jenny talked about the deployment in an orderly manner, and finally she glanced at Cynthia, and asked her to take the boy to do basic cleaning and accompany him to wait for someone to come.

Cynthia didn't take her eyes off the woman, she could only nod her head.She knew a little about the treatment plan for dysentery.But that can all be done in the 21st century. In 1911, Fleming hadn’t even discovered the earliest penicillin, let alone antibiotics that could treat dysentery.

She hasn't had access to current treatments, so she doesn't know how doctors treat dysentery today.But think about it, if there is the most effective treatment, World War I would not have killed so many people.

After the surrounding doctors and nurses got busy with the patients, only Cynthia and the boy were left in the hall.

"Is the disease serious? Will she die?"

The boy's words brought Cynthia back to her senses, and she raised her head to look at the boy.

He was wearing a worn jacket tucked into a shirt that was no longer white.His trousers were full of mud spots, and he could imagine the scene where he just ran all the way. His short blond hair was disheveled but it didn't detract from his appearance in the slightest.

Cynthia's breathing became slow when his blue eyes were fixed on Cynthia.Because he looks very familiar, his name is ready to be pronounced.

"You are……"

Before she could say a few words about Leonardo, she was picked up by the boy.

"Jack Dawson, you can call me Jack."

Yes, you are not a famous Hollywood movie star but the hero of the Titanic.

Cynthia silently thought that this was really a coincidence, she had only met the heroine and her fiancé not long ago.I saw the male protagonist again today, she has met all the main characters of the Titanic.

She blinked her eyes to hide her surprise, turned her head and said to Jack: "Then Mr. Dawson, come with me first. I will introduce you to the symptoms later, and take you to be disinfected first. You did not eat any unclean food food bar,"

Shigella has an incubation period of a few days, so Jack will stay in the hospital for observation if nothing else happens.

Jack followed Cynthia and left without any objection, after being stared at by her and cleaning his hands.Cynthia had found him a private room so that she had time to explain to him what dysentery was.

"How much does it cost to treat this disease? If we don't have money, can she survive?"

Cynthia was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.They all rummaged through the trash and ate, thinking that the family really had no income.

"Don't worry, we will help you, and the treatment will not stop."

Jack sat on the hospital bed, his hands sliding across the white sheets, it was the cleanest bed he had ever slept on.No dampness, no mice, it's really rare.

"You are not the doctors and nurses here, are you dressed differently from them?"

He was a little curious about Cynthia's identity. She wasn't a doctor or nurse but stayed in the hospital to help out. She looked young.

Oh, right.He doesn't even know the other person's name.

"Yes, I am a student of the medical school, and it was my dean who treated her just now."

On the other side, the Health Headquarters, which was notified, rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible. The Health Headquarters was established in 1848, not long after the cholera pandemic broke out in the UK.Since then, London has paid more attention to this infectious disease, and they also attach great importance to this dysentery.

The sent people listened to the nurse's details about the situation, some of the doctors went to see the patient to confirm the situation, and the other took Jack to their residence, preparing to suppress the infection from the source.

It wasn't until he got out of the hospital that Jack realized that he still didn't know the girl's name.

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