"Yes, he disappeared." Martin opened his mouth silently, as if he wanted to spray the heavy words on the supervisor's face, smashing the face that had been polished by long battles to pieces, but he noticed the surroundings
After seeing a large number of people, he resisted the urge and said, "We are crowded into a place that can be blocked by two people. Why not search the entire banquet venue and find out which bastard hired this servant?"
The other party accepted Martin's suggestion, or order. Kraft felt that the two people should know each other. Maybe Martin's status was higher, but he didn't want to show this clearly in front of outsiders, and deliberately kept it secret.
Maintaining a "not very important person" status.
The people in the corridor gradually dispersed. It was not easy to disperse this group of people with different identities. It was not that they were willing to risk their lives, but a certain kind of "honor" restricted their steps, and they had to perform in a controlled manner in front of similar people.
Showing some bravery is necessary. Although few people even dare to approach the scene of the eucalyptus, it does not prevent them from putting forward "high opinions" that they do not know where they came from.
The supervisor listened to the "advice" they put forward one by one from their own perspective, such as a snitch that could fly people over walls and walls, a potion that caused permanent fainting, help from evil forces, and a short exorcism and protection prayer from the seminary.
The people from the medical school stayed until the end, and the people who had just been toasting and drinking together disappeared without a trace in the lounge next to them. It was really impossible not to be afraid. If the servant with ulterior motives just moved his finger, he could kill him.
Most or even all of Westminster's high-end medical talents will not be able to recover within ten years.
Of course, in view of the preliminary understanding of the main diagnostic and treatment measures of everyone present, we should reserve our opinions on the impact of this possible event on the future life expectancy of the local nobles.
Maynard still looked at the room where Petrie disappeared with some disbelief, "Professor Kraft, you have a deep knowledge in this area. Is there any medicine that can achieve this effect?"
"I need a complete set of equipment, an assistant, and a few minutes to achieve a less stable anesthesia effect." If this method is available, it should be used long ago. Why wait for ether? Most modern and even modern anesthesia
They all have to eat ashes. Across thousands of years in one step, wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to go straight to the finish line?
"Tutor, you should go back and rest early." Casting a questioning look at the professional-obsessed supervisor, Brimer advised, "We won't be of much help, and I'm afraid it's not safe here."
"You go ahead. I'll blow the wind for a while, so I can't be lost in public. Since both of them disappeared out of sight, it's probably just some shady trick." Fei
Ernan shook his head and refused without any fear.
"Professor Kraft, I heard that he is a martial noble from the north. You should be able to stay and chat with me? You can't be as timid as my students, right?"
"If you wish, of course."
"Then I'll take everyone away first." Brimmer didn't mind the instructor's teasing and insisted on taking the remaining invitees and students away with a somewhat eager attitude.
Unknowingly, the overcrowded corridor has been cleared, and the supervisor has found a reason to supervise his subordinates' work, escaping from Martin's murderous gaze, leaving only two people chatting about academics at the crime scene, and preparing to see the situation in the room for himself.
of Martin.
"Viscount Fernand, I won't disturb you two." Martin switched to polite mode without any hindrance, and wisely tried to break away from the next conversation that had nothing to do with him.
Fernand, who had just looked calm, stopped him, "No, Knight Martin, please stay for a while."
"Professor Kraft, can you tell me more about your views on the case just now?" After calling Martin, Fernand did not give any instructions, but directly changed the topic and continued the ended discussion.
"Which one?"
"The one in Brimurti."
"Well, the professors and lecturers have already said it very well, and I can't make too many additional suggestions." Kraft used the standard discussion starting point and gave himself some time to organize his answer. "In terms of diagnosis, I suggest
Tracing the people around the patient can be traced back to several months before the onset of the disease if possible. Many patients will also have loss of appetite and swollen masses under the skin, often palpable on the neck."
After briefly estimating the size of M. tuberculosis, he added: "I have a new study that might be able to see what's causing the disease, but it's going to take some craftsman help."
In fact, the possibility is very high. Not counting staining problems, it is conservatively estimated to be ten times smaller than red blood cells. But they don’t seem to be poor people here. Is it reasonable to cheat for some funds and technical support?
Fernand listened patiently to this explanation, nodded in approval, and did not even raise any doubts about the private goods, which made Kraft feel a little guilty, "Yes, the patient's wife suffered from chronic cough before her death, which made her
She looks fair-skinned and slender...Oh, Martin, don't look at me like that, this is an evaluation from a medical perspective."
"We are very interested in your research. Also, do you have any insights about treatment?"
Kraft smelled his unfamiliar aura, which was the aura of not caring about investment. As expected of Rivers University, can these words make you run away? "As I said before, I am pessimistic about the treatment of this disease.
"At present, there is no cure, and there is no basis for directly diagnosing the disease. However, from the perspective of this specialty, some immature solutions can also be proposed."
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Things went surprisingly smoothly, probably because he performed so well at the previous party, and Professor Fernand was quite open-minded about the exchange of ideas across multiple disciplines, so he kept nodding his head. This was an unexpected surprise, and he could get assistance from a well-established university. Try it.
Your error capabilities and efficiency will be greatly improved.
"Then do you think this patient is suitable for these plans?"
"It needs to be based on the patient's specific physical condition. It is difficult to draw a conclusion without a face-to-face evaluation." For the sake of caution, he could not say everything. The discussion once again circled back to the case, which made him instinctively feel that some patients were clever enough to keep secrets.
Concealing your medical history and risking your life by playing guessing games with the doctor.
Before Professor Fernand could say anything, Kraft noticed that Martin next to him slowly understood something and made a clear "ah" sound.
"Yes, you are the talent we need." Fernand gave the new professor an unexpected hug, showing a smile that contained both worry and hope that Kraft could not see, "Martin Knight, there is really not enough here.
Safety, take our Professor Kraft to a truly safe and confidential place."
"Now?" The situation was not going quite right. Kraft, who was held by Martin and pulled away, felt that the two of them were unreasonably familiar, and they seemed to attach more importance to it than just filling in funds for the project. "I still have followers.
, you can’t even wait for me to arrange homework for them all night?”
"We will then bring your assistants in a completely safe way. Since someone can sneak in here...nowhere is safe outside."