Chapter 81

"Sir, do you need me to prepare a carriage for you later?"

Early on a weekend morning, Mr. Butler began preparing John's schedule for the day at the dining table. (In the past two weeks, John had always liked to go out on weekends. For short distances, he would ride a bicycle, and for longer distances, he would call a hired carriage, in which case Hans had to prepare in advance.)

While eating the breakfast that Hans had prepared, which tasted like chewing wax, John shook his head absent-mindedly and said, "Not in the morning, but I need a carriage at 2:30 in the afternoon... Yes, I'll have dinner outside, so you don't need to wait for me."

Today, he was going to visit the Bristow family, and he was already looking forward to seeing Anna again.

"...Alright, sir."

After a slight hesitation, Mr. Butler nodded and said nothing more.

Unconsciously, the two had been away from New York for nearly a year and a half. During this long period of close interaction, Hans had long understood the character and temperament of this young master. Generally speaking, John was very easy to get along with. Apart from ensuring his daily needs, he did not have high demands for life, and he treated Hans very kindly, even casually, giving him a different feeling from being with old Hunterlar.

However, there was one thing that Hans found truly helpless.

Although John was not old, he was very decisive. Once he made a decision, he would not allow Hans to oppose it and insisted on following his own will. Moreover, in Hans' view, John did not seem to spend much time on his studies. He rarely read books in the evenings and on weekends, and especially in the past two months, he had been running out frequently, even spending more time in that laboratory than in the study...

If that room could even be called a laboratory!

Therefore, in recent times, the loyal Hans had begun to worry about the decision old Hunterlar had made to let John come to Europe.

After finishing breakfast, John wiped his mouth and stood up. However, he did not immediately go upstairs as usual but turned to take a beautifully packaged box from a nearby cabinet. He smiled at Hans and suddenly handed the box over, saying, "Mr. Elber, happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday?!"

At the sound of these words, Hans was stunned.

Today was September 19th...

Wasn't it his birthday?!

Before Hans could react, John pushed the gift into his hands and chuckled, "I won't sing the birthday song; it feels a bit odd for two grown men... Mr. Elber, I'm sorry I didn't remember last year, but there are two gifts in the box, so consider it a make-up for this year."

"Thank you, sir!"

Taking a deep breath, Hans suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said with a trembling voice.

After working for the Hunterlar family for so many years, this was the first time someone had wished him a happy birthday. Hans felt a warm current surge in his heart, wanting to say more but finding no suitable words in his limited vocabulary.

Unfortunately, John couldn't stand seeing people like this, especially a grown man, so he quickly chuckled and said, "Mr. Elber, since today is your birthday, you can prepare a more sumptuous lunch... That's all, I'll go upstairs now."

Without waiting for Hans to say anything more, John immediately turned and went upstairs.

Behind him, Hans did not say anything more and did not immediately open the heavy gift. He stood in the dining room for a while, then suddenly smiled foolishly...

...

"Click!"

Scratching his head after closing the door, John also smiled proudly. He had a lot on his plate this year and would have found it hard to remember the butler's birthday, but fortunately, he had learned from last year's mistake and had pre-ordered the gift, which was delivered yesterday, ensuring he wouldn't forget.

"It seems Mr. Elber was a bit moved, right?"

While guessing Hans' reaction, John sat down at his workbench and began to ponder in front of the microscope, "What should I do this morning?"

The microscope had been delivered several days ago. John had been very interested in it for the first two days but quickly lost the initial novelty. The performance of this ancient microscope was truly disappointing. Not only was it complicated to use, but its clarity and color reproduction were extremely poor. John couldn't help but admire the scientists of over a hundred years ago: to achieve so many results with such equipment was truly remarkable!

"I wonder if the centrifuge has been invented yet..."

After sitting in front of the microscope for a while, John's mind wandered again.

Since the day he decided to buy the microscope, John had been thinking about one question: Now that he had the microscope and a research direction, what experiments should he do? What theories should he develop? How far should he advance the physiological study of blood?

This was no small question!

In modern physiology textbooks, the chapter on blood is only about thirty to forty pages, and including the circulatory system, it's about a hundred pages. However, from the 17th century when Harvey discovered the circulatory system, these hundred pages of textbooks are the result of nearly four hundred years of effort by countless physiologists! John was certain that a significant portion of the discoveries were made in the 20th century. If he really brought the physiological textbook from his memory to this era, it would completely update the current physiologists' understanding of blood and directly elevate him to the status of a master of physiology...

Or, he might be burned as a monster!

So when John's scattered thoughts finally returned to the main topic, he could only frown and flip through the few physiology textbooks of this era on the table, reading them patiently.

Every master in medical history had to spend decades of research and effort to achieve a result that would make them famous for generations. Although the knowledge in his mind was already well understood, to present it in this era required careful consideration: it must be well-founded and provable with experiments that could be done now, and it must align with the current scientists' understanding of blood, at least not too far ahead of the times...

This was no easy task.

Moreover, if John accidentally presented something that shouldn't be, being laughed at would be a minor issue, but being attacked by many physiologists would be a major problem. The scientists of this era were not as polite as those in the future. When their views conflicted, they would use their theories to attack each other, and some would even roll up their sleeves and get physical!

John was naturally not afraid of trouble, but he also hoped to avoid it. Therefore, even if the organization and research of theories could be skipped, and even the experiments could be skipped, careful comparison, consideration, and selection were still necessary.

As they say, too many good things can also be a source of烦恼...

Human perception is a very strange thing, just like the concept of time. When you are bored, time seems to pass slowly, but when you are focused on something, time flies! When Hans prepared a slightly more sumptuous lunch and came to invite John to eat, it was already nearly noon.

And in the three or four hours of this morning, John had been flipping through several old physiology books, finally organizing a list of theories to choose from and finding a main goal for the last three months of 1884...

...

Almost forgot about the strong recommendation this week.

Since it's a big recommendation, I'll try to update more this week, ensuring normal updates and aiming for three updates a day.

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