Chapter 17 17 Surgery

Zemstvo Hospital.As the doctor was away and married elsewhere, the patient was seen by the doctor Kuriatin, a fat man of about forty, wearing an old tussah silk jacket and worn tweed trousers.Responsibility and cheerfulness appeared on his face, and he held a cigar between the index and middle fingers of his left hand, which gave off a foul smell. The church chant entered the consulting room on the invitation of Migrasov, a tall, well-built old man in a cinnamon cassock with a wide belt around the waist.His right eye has a cataract and is half-closed; there is a mole on his nose that looks like a big fly from a distance.The chanter looked here and there for the holy image, but, failing to find it, made the sign of the sign of the sign of the cross over himself, looking at a large bottle of carbolic acid solution.Then he took a wafer from the red veil, bowed, and placed it before the doctor.

Ahhh hello!The doctor yawned and said, what is your business here? Have a good Sunday, Sergey.Kuzmich I have something to trouble you, please don't be offended, the hymn is true: I drink with tears. [Note: See the Bible.Psalms. 】A few days ago, I sat drinking tea with my wife, God, I can’t drink a drop, I might as well lie down and die, because as soon as I drink a little, I’m so painful that I have no energy at all!Not only the toothache, this half of the face hurts like hell, it hurts like hell!Please don't be surprised, it's like a nail is stuck in my ear, or something else is stuck in it: it hurts so badly, so painfully!Sin!Violation!Shameful sin obsesses the heart, it is retribution to linger in idleness, Sergei.Kuzmic, retribution!After mass, the priest scolded me: You have become lisp, Yefim, and you speak nasally.Although you are singing, no one can hear what you are singing.Come and judge, since you can't even open your mouth, and, please don't be surprised, the whole half of your face is swollen, and you can't sleep at night, how can you sing poetry

Oh yes you sit down and open your mouth! Vonmigrasov sat down and opened his mouth. Kuriatin frowned, looked into the old man's mouth, and saw a small cavity in one of the teeth yellowed with age and smoking. The deacon told me to rub a little horseradish-infused white wine on my teeth, but that didn't help either.Gerry Kelly.Anisimovna asked God to bless her old man with good health and give me a root from the holy mountain of Athos. ] and told me to tie it around my arm, and told me to rinse my mouth with hot milk.As for me, to tell the truth, the string was tied, and as for the milk, I didn't: I fear God, and it's Lent now.

This is what superstitious doctors say.After a pause, he added: This tooth must be pulled out, Yefim.Mikhail! Of course you know a lot, Sergey.Kuzmic.You learn the craft just to understand what's going on, whether to pull it out, whether to give it water or something else, that's why you're put here.Benefactor, please God bless you with good health, so that we will pray for you, our dear father, day and night until the day we die This is a trivial matter. The doctor said modestly, "Go to the cupboard and search for medical equipment. Surgery is a trivial matter. It all depends on skill, and it is effortless to rely on steady hands. A few days ago, the landowner Alexander.Ivanych.Yezipetsky came to the hospital by car and suffered from a toothache just like you. He is an educated man who asks everything, finds out everything, and gets to the bottom of it.He shook my hand and called me by my first and last name. ] He lived in Petersburg for seven years and knew all the professors. He has been with me for a long time. In the name of Christ and God, he begged me: Pull this tooth out for me, Sergei.Kuzmic!What's wrong with that?It can be pulled out, but this requires an expert. If you don't understand it, it is different for each tooth.Some are extracted with clamps, some are dug with a periosteal knife, and some are dug with screw pliers [Note: An old tooth extraction tool. 】This varies from person to person.

The doctor took up the periosteal knife, looked at it questioningly for a moment, then put it down, and took up the tongs. Well, open your mouth a little wider. He went up to the chant with the tongs and said, I'll take that tooth right now.It's effortless, as long as you pick the gums and pull them out along the vertical axis, he said, pick the gums, and it's done. You are our benefactor, the Lord has taught you what we fools do not understand Since you are opening your mouth, don’t talk. This tooth is easy to pull out. Sometimes only the root of the tooth is left, so it’s troublesome. The work is over, he said, use the pliers to pull out the tooth, the important thing is to set the pliers a little deeper, he said, pull out, so as not to break the root of the tooth.

Our Heavenly Father, Our Lady, Ouch Don't do this, don't do this, what should I say?Don't you grab me with your hands!Let go!He said, pull out the tooth, and it will be healed soon. It will not be easy after all. cried the Father, the Patronus, the chanter, Angels!Oh, yo, pull it out, pull it out!Are you going to unplug for five years? You must know that this is a surgical operation that cannot be completed at once. Hurry up. Hurry up. Vonmigrasov raised his knees to his elbows, fidgeted with his fingers, stared and gasped for breath, sweat was breaking out on his purple face, and tears welled up in his eyes.Kuriatin wheezed, stamped his foot in front of the lectern, and for half a minute pulled out the tooth with such force that the lexer was in such agony that the pliers slipped from the tooth.The chanter jumped up and put his finger in his mouth.He felt that the tooth in his mouth was still in its old place.

This is also called tooth extraction!He said, with crying and ridicule in his voice, I wish you could have your teeth pulled out like this once in the underworld!Thank you very much!If you can't pull your teeth, don't do it!The pain is so bad that my eyes are blurred and I can't see anything. But why do you always reach out and grab me?The doctor said angrily, I pulled my tooth, but you keep touching my arm and saying all kinds of stupid things! You are the bastard! Do you think it's easy to pull teeth, redneck?Come and see!It's nothing like climbing a bell tower and ringing a bell for a while!The doctor imitated his tone and said: You can't, you can't!Good guy, you've taught me a lesson!You are not bad. I give it to Master Yezipetsky, that is, Alexander.Ivanitch, I had my teeth pulled out, but he thought it was fine, and he didn't say anything that he was much more delicate than you, but he didn't reach out and grab me. Sit down!I tell you to sit down!

I'm so sore I can't see anything Let me catch my breath Ouch!The chanter said, sit down, but don't pull it for too long, you have to pull it hard.Don't pull it, pull it hard and pull it out! You have led learned men to come!Lord, these ignorant people!It would be maddening to live with such a man!You open your mouth Doc puts the clamp on, surgery, man, it's no joke It's nothing like singing He clamps the tooth with the clamp, don't you move This tooth is too old, rooted deep He put Pull the tooth out, don't move it, that's right, that's right, well, at this time there was a sound of breaking, I knew it would happen!

For a moment Vonmigrasov sat stupefied, as if unconscious.He stared blankly at the sky with his eyes closed, his pale face was covered with sweat. It would be great if only a periosteal knife was used, the doctor muttered, that's really unexpected! The chanter came to his senses, put his finger into his mouth, and found two sharp crumbs where the diseased tooth had been. Damn the devil, he said with difficulty, take you Herod 】Sent here, they are simply going to kill us! You're still swearing, muttered the doctor, put the tongs back in the cupboard, the old man is in the seminary, and they haven't whipped you enough with birch sticks, Mr. Yezipetsky, Alexander.Ivanitch, who has lived in Petersburg for seven years, has been educated, and a suit of clothes costs a hundred rubles, but no one scolds me, what kind of a big man are you?It doesn't matter, you can't die!

The chanter took his wafer from the table, covered half his face with his hand, and went home