It is, all things considered, a very nice drawing room. Portraits adorn the walls and the heavy drapes are open to let starlight from the moonless night through. There's a table far too small for the large room with a pot of tea, a set of tea cups and an arrangement of cookies and fruit. Two oaken doors are firmly closed to one side, and to the other a single door is slightly ajar, the sound of sobbing coming from past it. Every once in a while it's possible to hear a page being turned in the other room as well. The drawing room on its own is silent, save for the ticking of a grandfather clock and then, with no prelude, an exclamation.
"That I have some plan where I'll end up constructing the grandest hospital of all, or that I just really like hospitals for humanitarian reasons. Which is true and socially acceptable if a bit odd."
"Are you worried people will build the things and not be able to staff them? - also it's possible you're currently in the era of history where doctors manage to be worse than nothing."
"I'll probably have to spread some rumors if people look like they are failing to staff their hospitals - how difficult would it be to make them better than nothing?"
"Depends how resistant they are to learning things and changing their approach based on those things."
"Given that I'd be greatly increasing the number of hospitals I expect that new doctors would need to be trained regardless, and I'm optimistic that I could influence what they are taught."
"I'm still not going to be in a position to effectively do much about it until I'm married."
"Nobody you can tell who is married or friends with someone who is or anything and has... any prosocial motives at all? Your grandfather maybe?"
"I could, but I'm not sure that will do very much - my grandfather wouldn't believe it if doctors told him it was wrong, I have some acquaintances who are married, but none that would do much with the knowledge.... I could disseminate it to commoners anonymously most likely. The difficulty is in getting it to catch on - there's quite a lot of conflicting claims about medicine already."
Lucette isn't sure what ibuprofen is but she assumes that like the other two that Haru has already explained to her it's an amazing miracle of technological progress.
"I'm excited for my world to have them."
"We might run into manpower issues, there's not all that many spare doctors to go around, but maybe they can train locals or nurses can do a lot of it - not that there's heaps of those either."
"They already have jobs. The ones who will be interested in coming to help can probably get some coverage from the ones who aren't, but they're not going to abandon the patient population from my world to do it, I don't think."
"That makes sense... plausibly the best use of doctors from your world would be teaching people here rather than treating anyone."
"Maybe. And a lot of it's going to be pharma and I think that can step up without quite as much of an issue."
"Pharmaceuticals. Drugs. They can maybe just pass out pills and be like, if someone has tuberculosis give them these on this schedule, and hope that the doctors here can at least identify tuberculosis."
"My understanding is that there are many known maladies that are diagnosable but not curable."
"The diagnosis might or might not be as accurate as one would hope, but the good news is that nothing here will be antibiotic resistant."