Rasputin of the East

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hemophilia.

In fact, it is not only the Russian imperial family who suffer from hemophilia in this era.

The origin of the hemophilia carrier was a gene carried by a European grandmother, Queen Victoria. Naturally, it spread all over Europe.

In other words, the royals have random genetic time bombs in their bodies.

A bone marrow transplant is required to cure hemophilia, but there is no technology for that. As soon as I realized that there were limits to what made me endure with psychotherapy, I began to pursue the development of other skills.

Plasma production for the treatment of hemophilia by centrifugation.

There is still enough power to run the centrifuge, but it took a lot of money and time to ensure the reliability of the motor to run continuously and without mechanical failure.

First of all, the basic theory was in the form of a dissertation, but when it comes to implementing it into reality, players are divided. During the war, there were many trials and errors to secure the reliability of the power engine.

So it was successful. To be precise, plasma separation was successful.

However, plasma was not immediately available. It has not yet been tested, and there is no data on how often and in what amount to administer it. It was questionable whether the platelet concentration in plasma was sufficient, and in the end, hemophilia patients were found all over Russia, and a double-blind clinical trial was conducted with financial rewards as a bait for them.

That was a while ago, and the experimental results may have come out by now. I haven’t been able to report the results of the experiment yet because I’ve been running around on the Eastern Front to catch up.

Just leaving the Serbian issue directly to Stolipin without going through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was a pain in the ass. Because the position is still vacant after the foreign minister was cut.

Of course, Stolipin is not just a simple administrator, he is also a competent yangban – the yangban who commanded Ohrana before I came, and is still nominally my superior – He took care of his leash and proceeded well, but although it was all over, he was working at the previous negotiating table What are you going to do with leaving the diplomatic talks to me, His Majesty the Tsar? After all, it wasn’t normal from the time I told him to squeeze out the post-war world structure.

“Wait. hemophilia? Was it a treatable disease?”

“If it is a fundamental treatment, it is theoretically possible, but it is very difficult, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is impossible with current technology.”

In the 21st century, there have been successful cases of avoiding immune response abnormalities and curing hemophilia by infecting patients with a harmless virus that mixes the gene for producing blood clotting factors into the DNA structure. none.

“However, regular injection of coagulation factors can improve daily life to the extent possible. That’s what I’ve been researching. The theory is perfect, but we are currently testing whether it will be safe to put the actually manufactured drug into the patient.”

Rather than insisting on a complete cure that might come in 100 years, it is reasonable to study coagulation factors that can be made with current technology.

“…you are amazing.”

Friedrich sticks his tongue out, and the other two stare at the meat substitute in front of him, seemingly uninterested.

“But isn’t this a bit too much? It’s not even at war right now, and who in Germany eats this…”

“Be lucky that it’s not Hindenburg bread. If you eat it, you will be hungry and you will not be able to work.”

The Crown Prince, who answered immediately, cut the bean meat. Of course, I didn’t really like it either.

“At least, if you want to eat naturally in front of reporters, you have to practice from now on.”

“okay…..”

“Well, at least you’re better off than anyone I know in terms of eating, so don’t worry, there are some people I know who are sitting alone eating caviar like others who are starving, saying that they only live on rice balls in salt soup.”

there really is There is no such person yet.

***

Ivan Ivanovich Ivanov.

He was just an ordinary commoner in the Russian Empire. His father’s name was Ivan, and his grandfather’s was also Ivan.

They used to be serfs, but after serfdom was legally abolished, they lived in Mir by farming.

The treatment didn’t really change, but he said he wanted to sell it.

But the world has changed once more. By the grace of the Tsar, Mir was dismantled and farmland was distributed according to the number of heads. It is said that there are still some Mir left, but he said that sooner or later, Mir in this country will be made as something that remains only in the records.

One day, when all the families who owned the land for the first time were living together farming, rumors of war broke out and a mobilization order was issued.

Several of his brothers, friends and neighbors joined the army and were sent to the front, but a few remained.

He was left behind. War was far from him.

However, the news of the war, which was heard in the unknown, continued to turn positive. At each service, the clergy were told that it was God’s will that the elite Russian army commanded by the High Duke of Vostok had recaptured Constantinople, Antioch and Jerusalem, and that God would bless the Russian Empire forever. And he truly believed it.

Are there any blessings to those who believe? The war ended really soon.

The older brother who went to the front showed up wearing a nice military uniform and driving something.

When he saw him pounding his buttwheel in the furrow, surprised by the roaring movement, his older brother laughed with delight, but with a creaking sound.

Hearing his brother’s story, it is said that the older brother, who served under the duke, who had listened to his deaf ears every Sunday, participated in the Battle of Constantinople and established his major, and he bought the machine with the prize money he received from it. The older brother dragged the machine into the middle of the field to show him what it could do, and he plowed it all by himself, without a single livestock.

Giving up was a good thing, but it turned out that there was really nothing to do. The other problem was that the machine my brother brought me had to be fueled, not work for free.

He said that he had the fuel he brought, but if he wanted to run out, he had to go out to the city and buy it. In his spare time, he roamed around in the village he had returned from after a long absence, telling his war stories.

Receiving the envious gaze of his neighbors, the older brother appeared in the middle of town in military uniform and began to brag about the fierce fighting in Constantinople, and children as well as adults gathered in the middle to listen to him.

On the last day of the siege, when the moon lost its light, when the duke went to the front and cried out that God was with us, everyone held their breath.

Then one day, my father called a family meeting. With the whole family gathered, the father had a serious face.

‘I heard that the newly conquered land belongs to those who fought in this war,’ the tsar has commanded. I heard that your brother also got farmland far away.’

‘really?’

‘That’s not the problem. I don’t know how much land there is, but it must be very far from here. Some of my family will have to go there, so there will be fewer people working on the farm here.’

‘Is it the cultivator that my brother brought? Why not just do it? Didn’t you plow the field all by yourself in half a day?’

‘Isn’t that the only one, since your brother bought it with the prize money he received for his achievements, it wouldn’t be that cheap. Your brother is the only one who can drive it, but that will be later, and right now, isn’t everyone playing?’

‘Yes.’

‘I wish some of you could go out to the city and make some money. Come back anytime if it’s too hard.’

So I came out here.

Vladivostok, located on the edge of the empire, had a large industrial complex.

After the war, some lines were reorganized into tractor factories, and others were returning to produce tanks that were in demand in various places even after the war ended, and various industrial products were being produced to meet demand.

‘Well, did your brother receive a medal while serving in the military? No grand duke suspects, you have a veteran in your family… Congratulations, you passed. Enter the dormitory during today and go to work tomorrow.’

After a brief examination in the room with the Duke’s coat of arms, which I had only heard of, the examiner announced that I had passed. It was only later that I realized that it was a great privilege that I received thanks to my brother.

The next day I started going to work. It was a relatively simple job working on a conveyor belt, so it took me a while to get used to it.

Today was such a day.

“Before starting work, we review the company regulations. one!”

“Work 8 hours, rest 8 hours, sleep 8 hours to keep efficiency!”

“two!”

“Cleanliness is life!”

“three!”

“Comply with the safety rules for each department!”

“four!”

“Observe the meeting time and regulations!”

In accordance with the orders of the working group leaders, the company rules were repeated, and the workers glanced at whether there were any vacancies.

If you do not arrive by this time, you will be late. Demerit points are given regardless of violations such as violations of safety rules and visiting regulations, and workers who receive warnings more than three times a year will be dismissed.

“Chernov, how did you drink so much yesterday and not be late? I thought you were going home today.”

Chernoff, who had already received two warnings, sniffed his reddened nose.

“Didn’t the doctor tell you to drink in moderation? Did you hide the bottle well?”

“I’ve done it enough so that it doesn’t get censored by the custodians, don’t worry.”

At the present time, by order of Nicholas II, Prohibition was in force in the Russian Empire, and has not yet been repealed, but everyone from the lower class to the aristocrats drank. Of course, we could not ignore the reality in Russia, where beer-level alcohol was treated as a beverage rather than alcohol in the first place.

“Easter is still a long way off, so what?”

“Who are you kidding me now? I can’t be cut here, I have to feed my kids, and if I get cut here, my wife might have to go to work too.”

The salaries of Chernov and Ivan are barely more than the minimum cost of living for a single household in St. Petersburg, where prices are high, but their salaries are at least 1.5 to 3 times higher than those provided by other factories, and even that is difficult. Compared to many other factories, it was a situation in which they all agreed that there was no place in Russia where they paid their monthly salary except for food and dormitory expenses.

One of the four paydays a year is already near. Ivan and Chernoff began to play hard with the wrench.

“Hey! Fixing is all loose! Can’t you tighten it straight?”

I heard Dmitry, the head of the department, swearing at me. If you’ve worked here for a while, it doesn’t mean that you’ve had a day off every week, so the newcomer seems to be making things a little difficult.

Ivan, who expressed his heartfelt condolences to the newbie who would eat a lot of swearing at Dmitry, who is famous for swearing, used his skilled hand not to tighten the six bolts too loosely, but not too tightly – if too loose, an accident could occur. The risk of flying sharply increased, and the tight grip made it difficult for colleagues in charge of the next process to work, so I adjusted it to fit.

Anyway, it was hard to find a job like this. Ivan was deeply grateful to the great tsar and his limbs, the duke, who eagerly looked forward to the day when all subjects of the Russian Empire could spread butter on white bread.