Chapter 100

After returning from the ball, it was already very late.

When he entered the house, he originally intended to say something to his grandson, but seeing the unmistakable fatigue on John's face, Old Hunterlar swallowed his words and nodded, saying, "John, you must be very tired today? Go upstairs, wash up, and get some rest."

"Sure, you should also get some rest early."

Nodding, John went upstairs.

If it were just attending a ball, it wouldn't have exhausted John to this extent, but dealing with the curious guests was quite troublesome. Later, John couldn't even speak to Anna a few words, as he was constantly surrounded by batches of guests who wanted to hear about the principle of the abdominal thrust technique and see a live demonstration. After a few hours, his body wasn't too tired, but his mind was severely drained...

However, after washing up and lying in bed, John surprisingly wasn't tired anymore.

It was just a mental resistance. Once John truly relaxed, that unnatural state dissipated.

After lying in bed and thinking aimlessly for a while, John began to seriously consider today's events.

Casually mentioning to Anna that he would publish the Heimlich maneuver was partly to show off in front of a beautiful woman, and partly because he had already demonstrated it in front of so many people, including Dr. Philip from Charlotte Hospital. It would be better to publish it honestly and promptly.

It was just a matter of time.

However, John now considered another serious question: "Since the Heimlich maneuver is about to be released, should I also write about CPR techniques?"

The CPR techniques mentioned here, of course, were not the complex theories and processes of the future, but only the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and external chest compression techniques John used to save someone in Central Park. Compared to the Heimlich maneuver, which had a narrower application, these were the key to on-site emergency care, truly capable of saving countless lives!

Moreover, they were so simple that ordinary people could perform them with just a little training!

"This is really a dilemma..."

Lying in bed, John couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If he simply described the Heimlich maneuver and CPR techniques and gave a brief explanation, it would be very easy for John. The principle of the Heimlich maneuver was relatively simple, and most doctors would definitely accept it. However, CPR techniques were a bit more complicated because they involved many aspects of respiratory physiology and cardiopulmonary circulation, some of which had not yet been discovered.

"Should I use the same explanation as last time?"

Recalling how he explained everything in Central Park using ancient Chinese medical books and the Bible, John found it absurd at the time, but now, upon careful consideration, it might actually be a good method. First, publish the techniques and prove their accuracy in practice. As for the principles, a brief explanation would suffice, leaving more doctors to explore them...

"However, for now, I'll write about the Heimlich maneuver first."

Since he was still energetic and couldn't sleep, John sat up in bed, took a pen and paper, and wrote the title of his paper— "Exploration of the Abdominal Thrust Technique for Treating Acute Airway Obstruction."

In the cold winter night, the dim light in John's bedroom remained on until late into the night...

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After resting for a week, John went to the hospital on Tuesday morning after breakfast.

Although New Year's Day was only three days away, Old Hunterlar didn't say much. His grandson was still in school and needed to continue his efforts until he obtained his doctorate. However, after hearing about John's experiences at Berlin University over the past year, Old Hunterlar felt uneasy—John could obtain his medical doctorate in just two years, which was far beyond his expectations!

Seeing John's progress and thinking about his performance at the ball the previous night, Old Hunterlar had insomnia.

In his original plan, it would take at least four to five years to obtain a medical doctorate from Berlin University. For a child of John's age, so-called ideals were just fleeting impulses that could change at any time. Therefore, such a long time would be enough for John to change his mind and return to the life path he had arranged.

But now, Old Hunterlar was uncertain.

John's talent for invention was undeniable. After coming to Berlin, he could still invent new light bulbs while studying, which confirmed this for Old Hunterlar.

However, his talent in medicine was also undeniable!

As John's only relative in this world, Old Hunterlar knew that his grandson had never studied medicine before. The missionaries from the Eastern country were just quacks and couldn't teach John anything. After arriving in New York, the boy had no chance to come into contact with related knowledge. Therefore, John's remarkable performance at the Berlin University Medical School could only mean one thing—his talent in medicine was equally outstanding!

"At least it's much better than his business talent."

Thinking about how John had completely let go of the bicycle and building block factories after inventing them, Old Hunterlar's brows furrowed.

At least from his current performance, John showed no interest in managing factories or the family business, not even touching them, which greatly troubled Old Hunterlar. It was easy to imagine that such a personality would lead to countless losses if he really went into business. For example, Joshua, who managed the Pigeon Company, might have problems even if their relationship was good, as Old Hunterlar knew that over time, issues would arise.

"Is this child really suited to be a doctor?"

For the first time since John chose the medical school, Old Hunterlar had a thought he had never considered before...

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"Good morning, Miss Müller!"

"Good morning, Mr. Hunterlar!"

"Good morning, Mr. Schneider!"

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After entering the familiar hospital, John felt refreshed, as if the laziness accumulated during his week-long break had instantly dissipated. He felt close to everyone. However, what puzzled him was that everyone looked at him with a strange expression, as if they didn't recognize him after his week-long leave.

"What's going on?"

While muttering to himself, John knocked on the door of Professor Bergmann's office.

"Come in!"

John pushed open the door and saw his teacher tidying up the things on his desk. As a professor of surgery, Bergmann had a bad habit of reading books or materials for a while before leaving each evening, leaving his desk in a mess. So, every morning, the first thing he did was to tidy up.

"Good morning, Professor!"

After entering, John greeted his teacher politely.

"John?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Bergmann quickly turned his head, staring straight at John with his eyes, and stopped tidying up.

Feeling uncomfortable under Bergmann's intense gaze, John looked down at himself, confirmed there was nothing wrong, and asked in confusion, "Professor, is there a problem?"

"John, did you save a lady at Baron Cole's estate yesterday?"

After looking at John for a long time, Professor Bergmann suddenly asked.

"Ah?"

John was slightly stunned but immediately understood what was going on and immediately recalled a face—Dr. Philip, who was the first to save the lady.

Since that was the case, John had nothing to hide and nodded frankly, "Yes, Professor. Yesterday, I encountered a lady whose airway was blocked by food, and I used an abdominal thrust technique to help her."

"Abdominal thrust technique?"

Bergmann's expression became serious, and he nodded, "John, can you tell me about this method?"

"Of course."

John smiled and nodded, demonstrating what he did that day and briefly explaining the principle and precautions of the method. Since the audience was a senior professor of surgery, not ordinary people who couldn't distinguish between the esophagus and trachea, John found it much easier to explain. With just a little guidance, Bergmann understood completely.

"Brilliant idea!"

Bergmann listened and opened his mouth, but it took him a while to say anything.

Instinctively, Bergmann wanted to find some flaws in John's explanation, as it was hard to believe that a young man who had only been with him for a month could have such a remarkable discovery so quickly...

The new disinfection technology had already surprised him enough!

But no matter how he thought about it, Bergmann found no flaws! The principle and operation of the abdominal thrust technique were so simple and straightforward that Bergmann could only nod and give his due evaluation.

However, a strange feeling slowly crept into Professor Bergmann's heart.

A teacher is naturally happy when a student excels, but if the student is too outstanding and has already achieved two remarkable results in just a short time, it's hard to say what the teacher feels. This was especially true because John had submitted another article to The Lancet, otherwise, Bergmann's feelings would have been even more profound.

Of course, John didn't notice the changes in Bergmann's inner feelings. After receiving his teacher's praise, he smiled and bowed, "Thank you for your praise, Professor."

Looking at this outstanding student, Bergmann took a deep breath and asked, "John, have you thought about writing this brilliant technique into a paper? I've already submitted the disinfection technology paper, and the journal has notified me that it will be published in the first issue of the new year... If you're fast enough, it might be published in the same issue!"

"Professor, I've actually already written it."

After hesitating for a moment, John took out the paper he had written the previous night. The content of the Heimlich maneuver was not complicated, and he had finished it in about an hour.

"Already written?"

Bergmann was a bit surprised, quickly took the paper, and nodded, "Not bad, very well written. I think it can be directly submitted to the German Medical Journal... Do you need me to give you the address, John?"

"Thank you, Professor."

John nodded and accepted the suggestion.

Although John had a preference for The Lancet due to his past life's memories, since Bergmann personally suggested publishing it in the German Medical Journal, he had no objections. In fact, due to Germany's dominance in the medical field at the time, the influence of the German Medical Journal was even stronger.

Seeing John nod, Bergmann immediately wrote down the address of the German Medical Journal on a piece of paper and also wrote a short recommendation letter, handing it to John while lightly sighing, "I can't believe that you've already written your second paper in just over a month... Congratulations, John!"

In Bergmann's view, the first paper, where he was the first author, was John's first, and this was the second. However, what Bergmann didn't know was that in John's heart, this was his second paper, but the first was the one sent to The Lancet!

In a sense, the two had reached a consensus...

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