Since the advent of antibiotics, their sweeping power has advanced human medical capabilities a huge step forward.
Elder Erwin's "living antibiotic therapy" also played a decisive role in the treatment of this plague.
How effective is a 70% reduction in healing costs?
The Order of the God of Nature, with its previous healing power, could cure about 30 to 35 people a day. The Temple of the God of War was similar. Together, the two companies could cure about sixty or seventy people.
On the first day of large-scale patient admissions, 528 patients were admitted to the Glory Cathedral. On the second day, the city guards led people to search the whole city and arrested 317 more people. Among the family members of the patients in the cathedral,
More than 200 people were monitored for illness and were directly dragged to the treatment area.
The number of these patients has exceeded the current treatment capacity by nearly ten times.
Gretel had to divide the patients into severe patients and mild patients according to whether they could get up and place them in separate areas. Then, he persuaded the two religious leaders to issue a strict order that the treatment could only be used on severely ill patients, and it could only be maintained, not allowed.
cure;
As for patients with mild symptoms, they need to rest in bed, be fed with sugar and saline, and only allowed to eat liquid food. This is the end of their care. There is no extra treatment power to allocate to them!
Such a two-pronged approach managed to keep the situation from collapsing. Although none of the admitted patients have recovered so far - most patients with acute bacillary dysentery recover within 1 to 2 weeks - but at least one person has been saved.
Not dead either.
The day after the "living antibiotic therapy" appeared, that is, the day after the priests learned the improved version of magic, and after eight hours of sleep, the magic was restored, and the light of the treatment swept across the entire critical area!
“12 beds healed!”
"25 beds healed!"
"39 beds healed!"
"57 beds healed!"
Shouts came and went. Pride, joy, excitement. One, two, twenty, fifty. In the end, all the patients in the critical area got out of bed and rushed to their family members in the mild area or isolation area:
"Little Ava, mommy is fine!"
"John, I'm fine! I'm fine!"
"Mom! My stomach doesn't hurt anymore! Mom! Mom, why are you crying..."
Grete stood at the door of the intensive care area, looking at the patients pouring out one after another, smiling sincerely. Wherever he could see, mothers hugged their children, wives hugged their husbands, and old people hugged young children.
Every face was filled with joy. Even the patients in the mild disease area who had not been treated by the treatment had the light of hope shining on their faces——
Those who were seriously ill have been cured, and now it’s their turn!
"Little Gretel, it's all thanks to you this time." A hand patted his shoulder heavily. Before Gretel could react, he was knocked down and made shorter on the spot. He reflexively exclaimed.
:
"Your Majesty Bishop!"
"Hahahaha!" The bald bishop pulled him up smoothly: "Little Gretel, why are you still as weak as a chicken! Look at your teacher, you are still able to fight with me at such an old age!"
"I am a mage! A mage!" Grete retorted loudly. The bald bishop pushed him forward. The next moment, priests swarmed up, regardless of gender, age, natural deity or the Temple of the God of War.
With all their hands and feet, Grete was lifted up and thrown high up:
"We did it! We did it!"
"we won!"
"Little Gretel, you are great!"
They couldn't help but cheer.
The healers standing here, the younger ones are fine, the older ones, even if they have not experienced it, have heard about the coming of the plague.
The nobles can escape, and the mages can close the door and ignore it, but they, the healers, have only one option: to fight for the sake of faith and compassion for believers.
I originally thought I would try my best and exhaust myself again and again;
I originally thought I would have to persist for half a month, a month or even longer;
I originally thought that they would send away ten, a hundred, or even more dead patients...
Who would have thought that they could survive the first day and the second day. An autopsy, an experiment, the details of the release of the healing technique changed again and again, and on the third day they saw the light of day!
Gretel also wanted to be excited with them. However, at this moment, he was thrown up high and saw the floor approaching and moving away again and again. In the midst of panic and dizziness, he couldn't help but scream:
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah put me down! Put me down! Help! Teacher help me -"
Elder Erwin admired the disciple's embarrassment for a while, then took Gretel down and dispersed the crowd. Seeing the priests disperse in twos and threes to treat those with mild symptoms, the elder smiled and sighed with emotion.
:
"Little Gretel, it turns out that you admitted to me that you were not the enlightened person of the God of Nature, and I believed it. But now - I don't believe it anymore."
If not for divine revelation, where could this unheard-of knowledge and complete system of techniques come from?
Gretel was silent. He recalled those books that were taller than a human being, those surgical instruments that shone with cold light, and those dazzling array of medicines. For a moment, he shook his head firmly:
"No. They - are not gods."
They are seekers who risk their lives and steal corpses in the dark night to study the structure of the human body;
They are researchers who are passing on the torch and climbing up on the shoulders of their predecessors;
They are kind and strict teachers who spare no effort in teaching through words and deeds...
Only he is not God.
In other words, calling them gods would be a real blasphemy against them.
Elder Erwin suddenly laughed. He shook his head while laughing: "You, at this moment, you look like a mage. You don't have any respect for the gods. You always feel that you can do the same as them by relying on human strength.
thing."
Of course. We have always been like this. Grete replied silently in his heart. When the sky is cracked, we mend it; when floods come, we control the water; when diseases are prevalent, we taste the herbs ourselves and treat them ourselves...
Don’t beg, don’t pray, rely on your own efforts and unite as one.
If all mages in this world are like this, then I am indeed a born mage.
Grete turned his eyes. He glanced at the priests with cheerful smiles and at the mild patients whose faces were full of brilliance and hope. It was as if he saw the patients in the makeshift hospital who got up from their beds and began to practice Tai Chi with the doctors.
They. He smiled softly, turned around and entered:
"Teacher, I'm going in first. There are still a lot of things to do!"
"what are you up to?"
"As I said before, we need to find the source of this plague - only by finding the source of infection and interrupting the chain of transmission can we completely stop this plague!"
Gretel answered as he walked forward. His pace became faster and faster, and his voice shouting orders became louder and more determined:
"Go get water! Take a portion from every water source in the city, whether it's rivers, ditches or wells, and remember the location to deliver it!"
"Wash all the plates and dishes! Wash the glass too! Put it on the steamer and steam it! Make another pot of aspic!"