Chapter 12: To get rich, first make a name for yourself! Seeking collection.

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  "Shouldn't we rebel against the Qing dynasty? There's a famous saying online: 'Wearing Qing clothes but not rebelling, chrysanthemum flowers wrapped around electric drills.'"

  "Haha, chrysanthemum drill, this phrase is quite interesting. However, I'm a medical student, not a political science major, how can I rebel? Have you ever heard of doctors rebelling?"

  "Ah, wasn't Sun Yat-sen a medical student?"

  "Uh, I think there is such a thing, but rebellion seems to be quite expensive, so we should get rich first."

  "What's next?"

  "Of course, it's getting married and starting a family! Haven't you heard of the saying 'becoming wealthy, getting married, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world'? And besides, in the Qing dynasty, it seems like one could marry many wives..."

  Sitting in the obstetrics office of Oumen Hospital, Zhu Jishi's mind once again recalled the scene where he and Ye Yiren chatted on the plane that day. At that time, it was just a joke to pass the time, but now these jokes have become Zhu Jishi's action guidelines after crossing over.

  Let's not discuss whether to rebel against the Daoguang Emperor for now - it's really pointless to consider this issue at present. Zhu Jishi doesn't dare believe that there will be a good opportunity where people will follow him like clouds. Even if he wants to return to China and start a revolution in the future, he must have strong economic power as backing, so after solving the problem of food and shelter in 1842, Zhu Jishi's next goal is very clear: to become famous!

  Uh, isn't it supposed to bring wealth?

  Of course not, because getting rich is not as easy as imagined. Although the UK now is said to be in the easiest stage of "primary capitalism" to get rich, Zhu Jishi has no background, no capital, and no looks; if he also had no reputation, what could he rely on to become wealthy? Even if you could produce a panacea, without fame, you couldn't find "venture capital", let alone sell it.

  Huh, not good-looking? Was Zhu Jishi an ugly monster? Of course not! In fact, he was a quite handsome young man, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to win over Ye Yiren, a rich girl with a family worth tens of millions (equivalent to several large houses in the city center of Shanghai). But in 1842 London, his yellow skin and black hair were a major obstacle for him to climb up the social ladder, because not everyone was as free from racial prejudice as the prostitutes on Brick Lane.

  After several articles he mailed were published in The Lancet, it caused a stir in the medical community in London. His proposed medical theories on blood types and sterilization, as well as his surgical methods for cesarean sections, were decades ahead of their time! As a result, members of the Royal Medical Society took notice of Zhu's theories, and several dignitaries even visited Omei Hospital to hear the young doctor's views in person.

  However, once people discovered that Zhu Jishi was an Oriental, the theories he proposed were soon questioned in various ways, and these questions quickly extended from the field of medicine to anthropology... Some even questioned whether the medical license issued by the Royal Medical Society of Britain to Zhu Jishi was appropriate!

  Just thinking about those self-proclaimed authority idiots and their annoying faces made Zhu Jishi's temper flare up. Fortunately, his current superior Frank Hahn gave him a lot of encouragement at this critical moment and even let him take charge of the entire Oumen Hospital's most important and deadliest obstetrics department.

  His original words were: "Jason, you can only counter with facts. Although the entire English medical community is questioning your theory, this does not mean that those people will completely deny the truth. As long as you can prove that your theories are correct, you will eventually gain recognition from the entire European medical community!"

  So now, you can start from the obstetrics department of Oumen Hospital. Come and realize your theory about disinfection, surgery and blood transfusion... It's really a headache to say that the maternal mortality rate in the obstetrics department of Oumen Hospital is now over 20%!

  "Over twenty percent!" Zhu Jishi looked at Frank Hahn with some disbelief.

  "Yes, at least 5% of pregnant women die from difficult labor, and more than 18% of them die from puerperal fever!" Frank Hahn puffed on his pipe, looking as if it was a matter of course, without the slightest sign of guilt. "Jason, if you can reduce the maternal mortality rate at Eumenides Hospital by half, I think even those old fogies at the Royal Medical Society will write articles in The Lancet to sing your praises."

  5% of pregnant women die from dystocia, more than 18% of pregnant women die from puerperal fever, and the mortality rate of puerperal fever is even 8 percentage points higher than what Brunschwig said... Is this really a hospital? It's clearly an execution ground for pregnant women! Such a high mortality rate is frightening, not only compared to later generations but also compared to the backward Qing Dynasty. It seems that Frank Hauer is also a murderous doctor who has made outstanding contributions to controlling the population of England.

  However, such a situation is extremely beneficial for establishing one's reputation in a foreign land... because the mortality rate of puerperal fever or septicemia of the reproductive tract was only a few tenths of a million in later generations!

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  Just as Zhū Jì Shì was racking his brains to become famous, in the British Royal Medical Society, several people were already seated in the conference room. Dr. Karl Blonsky, who claimed to be England's best doctor for treating gunshot wounds, and Qiú Pàngzi, whom Zhū Jì Shì had dissected, were both sitting upright and silent, facing two elderly men with impeccable gentlemanly demeanor, seemingly not even daring to breathe loudly.

  Today, it was Sir Reed and Lord Hobart who invited Blomstein and Qiu Pangzi to the Royal Medical Society. The former is the royal physician of Queen Victoria and also the president of the Royal Medical Society; while the latter is the dean of St George's Hospital in England and a top figure in the British and even European medical community. The reason why these two medical giants took time out of their busy schedules to meet Blomstein and Qiu Pangzi was actually because of a Tartar doctor who had recently caused a stir in London's medical community - Jason Zhu!

  Sir Reed and Sir Hobart found it a bit strange that an unknown Tartar doctor had come up with a medical theory, "Blood Type Theory", which might win the Nobel Prize. If this theory could be proven by clinical trials, then the "blood transfusion problem" that had plagued the world's medical community for many years would be solved! And this young Tartar doctor might become a top-notch medical expert like them! If he were not a Tartar but a white man, probably the entire European medical community would cheer for the rise of this new star.

  However, there is actually little racial discrimination in the medical community (the same applies to the scientific community), and this Tartar doctor's discovery will eventually be recognized by the Royal Medical Society and the Royal Society, but it will be much later.

  If this Tartar had only propounded the theory of "blood types and transfusion treatment", it would have been a pity for Sir Reed and Lord Hobart - such a great scientific discovery was taken away by a yellow race. But this is not a big deal, and it's not enough to make these two British medical authorities show an angry expression that doesn't match their identity. What makes them and most members of the Royal Medical Society angry is another theory put forward by this Tartar doctor - he actually thinks that the dirty environment of hospitals and doctors not washing their hands carefully before surgery, not disinfecting surgical instruments, are important reasons for a considerable number of patients to develop high fever and death after surgery!

  Doesn't this mean that these gentlemen doctors are all murderers who trample human lives? Who does this Tartar doctor think he is? He actually dares to propose such an outrageous theory! It seems that if we don't let him know the severity, this Tartar will really think this is their Siberian steppe!

  Here is the translation:

  Thinking of this, the two gentlemen looked at each other. The older Lord Howe's face had already turned iron-gray, and he was about to erupt, but the younger Lord Reid seemed more willing to listen. He looked at Dr. Blunschtein and Mr. Churchill, "Dr. Blunschtein, Mr. Churchill, now please tell us every detail of what happened when Dr. Trotter performed the surgery that day..." He turned his head to look at Lord Howe again, "Let's understand the situation first, and then decide whether or not to give this Dr. Trotter a chance to reform."

  "What's more, let him have one last chance!" said Lord Hawke, humming softly.

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