[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

St Mary's Women's and Children's Hospital in London recently had a new batch of interns who, like the other doctors and nurses at the hospital, were all female.This is of course, the doctors in the hospital know that apart from their own hospital, I am afraid that there is no other hospital in London that accepts female doctors.

This caused the young girls in the school to be destined to learn and grow here.

Fawcett is the most famous surgeon at St. Mary's Hospital. She studied medicine in Paris and then obtained a medical qualification certificate.

Unexpectedly, after returning to the UK, she found that there are very few hospitals where she can work, and those men in the British hospitals think highly of themselves.They will not listen to how much experience she has, they will only laugh at her for not being worthy of holding a scalpel.

Staying in those hospitals, Fawcett, a doctor with superb surgical skills, did the same job as a nurse—sorting out cases.Not to mention doctors, even patients will ask for a replacement when they hear that it is a female doctor who operated on them.

Disappointed with the country, Fawcett was about to leave when he received a letter from the head of the London Women's Medical College inviting her to St. Mary's Hospital.The hospital, which was founded in 1866 as a pharmacy, very much hoped that Fawcett would join in. Fawcett thought about it for a few days and still didn't want more women to suffer the same treatment as her.

She wanted to stay in the UK, not only because it was her hometown, but also because she wanted to see it change.Fawcett wanted to see people recognize women's rights, women's capabilities.

Emily from the nurse's station greeted Fawcett: "Good morning, doctor. Oh, by the way, two of the interns this morning are assigned to you."

"Okay, I know."

Fawcett pushed away from his office and saw two young girls standing respectfully at their desks.

"So you two are the only students in this class who want to go to surgery?"

Cynthia was taken aback, she didn't expect her doctor to be so direct.In fact, only two-thirds of the students in their current class came for internships. Some of them were not allowed to come because they did not have professional knowledge, and some of them did not plan to work as doctors after graduation.

Fawcett didn't want to get an answer either. She sat on the chair opposite them and opened a case directly in her hand.A bloody photo appeared, of course it was in black and white, but it did not prevent them from seeing the broken flesh on the wound.

"Just like this kind of patient, what you have to face next is not just a photo, but a real patient. Will the patient wait for you to vomit before resuscitating? Do you know that standing on the operating table and doing nothing consumes the patient's life? ?”

Cynthia blinked, she was not afraid of those photos and wounds.When I chose this profession, I was mentally prepared, especially through Molly before. She also went to see various corpses, which can be regarded as a test of courage.

Chaos reigns at Watson's wedding, beginning with a planned murder, then Sherlock's sudden announcement, and finally Mary's pregnancy.The murder of Cynthia was missed, and the pregnancy was also a happy event. As for Sherlock, Cynthia naturally refused, thinking it was the other party's abnormal convulsion.

Cynthia even wondered if the other party wanted to get some information from her before he suddenly said that, after all, he had done it before.He almost got married for information before, so he can't blame Cynthia for thinking too much.

Off topic, the surprise Watson's wedding brought to Cynthia was not Sherlock or Mary.It was Molly, who was slightly venomous at the beginning, the girl who disguised herself as a man and worked at Barts Hospital.

Molly was pleasantly surprised when she found out that Cynthia also studied medicine. After all, there are fewer female practitioners, and forensic medicine is too prominent. Molly chose to disguise herself as a man.After the two made friends, Molly knew that Cynthia's school did not have many opportunities for autopsy, and suggested to her that she could go to the mortuary of Butts Hospital.

After all, there may not be many people in her working method, but there are enough dead bodies.Moreover, Molly can work for Scotland Yard, and her professionalism is not bad, and she can teach Cynthia a lot.

Closer to home, after the two interns were beaten by Fawcett, the other one obviously looked bitter.Maybe it's because I didn't expect the teaching doctors to be so strict, and the internship life is not easy.

Sure enough, the following days can be said to be so busy that there is no time for rest. As the immediate boss, Fawcett will ask them questions about every patient he meets with them.This kind of random inspection continues, not to mention the formal exam every few days. The scope is so wide that it is a default that they will remember everything they have read.

This is still the days before the scalpel was touched. Cynthia's rest time was directly compressed, and she could almost be called on call.

"Quiet, Cynthia, someone is looking for you at the gate of the hospital."

Cynthia's desk was knocked twice, and she sat up instantly while resting at her desk.

"Dr. Fawcett called me? On rounds or surgery?"

The little friend who practiced with her grinned, "I'm sleepy, the doctor is fine. It was the nurse who said that a patient called you by name, saying that it was your friend, and only you can cure it."

Strange statement, who knew her internship location to play a prank?Cynthia thought about it but ran out in a hurry. After staying in the hospital for a long time, she was used to walking faster even if she walked, fearing that time would drag on.

When she rushed to the ward, she saw a certain detective who didn't look sick at all. He was sitting on a chair with his long legs curled up.He turned his head as if feeling something, and his gray jewel-like eyes met Cynthia.

Sherlock's attention was on Cynthia's cheek, which was still marked by the pressure on her arm.This means that she was resting on her stomach just now, and she was swinging her arms when she approached, which means that she hardly changed her position.At this point in time, she can quickly fall asleep. Obviously, her recent rest time is not enough.

If his calculations were correct, Cynthia had lost at least three pounds in just two weeks.

"Maybe I should remind Mycroft to come to the hospital for a few days next time if he wants to control his shape."

Cynthia:? ?What are you doing in the hospital?Liposuction?The current hospital technology can't keep up.

During the days in the hospital, Cynthia has developed the habit of asking questions when she doesn't understand, "The hospital doesn't provide weight loss services, and McCoff is so busy that he doesn't have time to stay here."

"You don't know Mycroft well. Why do you call me Mr. Holmes by his first name?"

Cynthia was taken aback by Sherlock's question, why did she feel that Sherlock was questioning herself, like a boyfriend who dislikes his girlfriend who is not close enough?

"In order to distinguish you, I can't all be called Mr. Holmes."

Sherlock showed that you didn't know the priority, "Then you should call him Mr. Holmes. Mycroft hates people who don't know him by his name."

Cynthia rolled up her sleeves and looked at her watch. She had confirmed that Sherlock was here to make trouble.Standing here was a waste of her rest time, and Cynthia would rather close her eyes and sleep with this time.

"If you're fine, go back to Baker Street. I've been busy recently, Sherlock. Don't use this kind of reason to interrupt my work next time, okay?"

Watson has been very busy recently, busy experiencing newlywed life, busy taking care of Mary and the child in her belly, and perhaps neglecting Sherlock and the case a little bit.It must be the reason why he has made so many moths these days. Molly has complained several times that he abused unclaimed corpses.

It wasn't Sherlock who could listen to persuasion. He took Cynthia's hand, and they switched positions when they turned around.Cynthia sat in a chair, and Sherlock stood in front of her.

Sherlock leaned over and stroked the dark circles under Cynthia's eyes with his warm fingertips.

"Insufficient sleep, staying up all night, plus too much stress, and overthinking. Need I tell you how much life has been shortened in recent days? Or did I remember wrongly, you didn't come to be a doctor but to kill yourself. Um?"

The last question was tactful and low, and he obviously didn't want an answer.

Because Sherlock quickly went on to say, "Besides, what I asked them to convey was not a reason. I did have a disease that only you can cure."

He pointed to the brain: "This place is about to be split. One half tells me that I should focus on the case and the other half tells me that I can only continue thinking when I see you."

This state is uncomfortable, Sherlock said in a low voice: "This is really a bad idea, but recently I always have a feeling that maybe I am also an ordinary person."

Cynthia's eyes widened, ordinary people?

"Do you have any misunderstanding of ordinary people? Ordinary people's lives are not as colorful as yours. Ordinary people do ordinary jobs and may achieve a little achievement, but they will not be praised or even entrusted by the royal family. Your life There is still a distance from ordinary people, let’s wait until you don’t touch the wooden warehouse for a year.”

Sherlock really felt the forehead twitching now, whether Cynthia really couldn't find the point or was avoiding this topic.

"Cynthia, I have already apologized for what happened before. I missed the time to analyze the change of mind, sorry for hurting you, can you really not forgive me?"

Cynthia just watched Sherlock's performance without saying a word. His current role should be a straight boyfriend who fell in love and wanted to get his girlfriend back.

I've already apologized, so you just forgive me. Her words really didn't move her at all.

"Sherlock, I expressed my thoughts to you. I don't deny my affection for you before, and I hope my liking didn't bother you. We were a little impulsive before, and your words offended Matthew and the others, and I also I shouldn't hit you. After the incident, I also have a new focus of life, even if you are slow to discover your feelings, you should control not to disturb my life. "

At this moment, Cynthia's expression really didn't have a hint of deceit, and Sherlock was very sure that she was telling the truth.

Despite his disappointment, Sherlock did not let go of his hand on Cynthia's shoulder.

"Then I don't have to accept your apology. You slapped me twice, remember? I think my cheek was bruised. I can't see people for at least two days. If you are late, you will also be responsible."

Cynthia: ...