Chapter 1293 Gretel: I am relaxed, my task is heavier
Elder Amat gave an order and threw the difficult decision to Kusa Oak himself - and all his team members.
As for whether these guys can turn their heads around, and whether they are stuck somewhere...
This, in the words of the Great Elder, is already a high-level person, but he still doesn’t know how to walk his own path?!
So, Kusa Oak finally convinced the team members who were willing to change groups with him, including himself, and they were instantly stuck.
However, Gretel doesn't care. If new people are willing to join with resources, yes, no problem;
No one wants to join, so it's not a big problem.
Anyway, the manpower he currently has here is basically enough...
"The first group, hare umbilical cord blood, injected with saline, cast a spell!"
Elder Fahim brought six elf healers, seven in total, and each of them was assigned a set of spell configurations. Facing the test tube, the light on his hand flashed, and he patted each one one by one.
……no response.
……no response.
...still no response.
In each test tube, there was only a little bit of red color, without any sign of getting thicker.
In other words, the stem cells in the umbilical cord blood have not differentiated into blood cells.
...So, physiological saline is not a suitable medium for stem cell differentiation...right?
Gretel walked from beginning to end, then from end to end, and sighed sadly.
But sighing cannot replace research. He still has to let the elves take samples from these test tubes one by one, make smears, and test the number of red blood cells——
Very good, there is basically no change in the reading, indicating that the culture with physiological saline really failed.
"The second group, hare umbilical cord blood, inject hare serum, cast a spell!"
The second piece of spell light flashed. Dozens of spell models, each with ten test tubes. Blah blah blah, hundreds of spells were cast, and they were pushed violently one by one.
Grete sighed comfortably:
Alas, with enough assistants and enough people to help with the work, it is indeed much easier to do research.
If he were to fight alone, he would have to draw blood from the hare himself;
He has to do the centrifuge and separate the serum himself;
He has to draw the umbilical cord blood and inject the umbilical cord blood himself;
Dozens of spell models were tried one by one, asking him to do it himself...
It's not like now, when an order is given, there are people rushing through every process. He only needs to check, check and check again...
and thinking.
The most important job of the leader and person in charge of a research project is to think about the direction and take responsibility. If the direction is right, everything will be easy to say, but if the direction is wrong, everything will be in vain.
For example, the basis of [Regeneration Technique], or the environment for cell regeneration, is the human body itself;
The basis of [Clone Technique] is a specially built container, a large amount of casting materials, and a magic circle that is so strict that it is almost harsh;
So, with this spell he was toying with, if he could cultivate stem cells in vitro, would it be possible to use serum as the culture medium? Should he add anything else?
If this "something else" really needs to be added, how should it be prepared?
"There is no visual change in test tube No. 02-001-01!"
"There is no visual change in test tube No. 02-001-03!"
"There is no visual change in test tube No. 02-012-02..."
One after another, reports came.
Gretel walked lightly from one experimental table to another, looked from one row of test tubes to another, and sighed longly:
"Okay, according to the scheduled plan, take samples from each test tube, do a smear, and check the number of red blood cells under a microscope..."
If Plan No. 2 fails, there will be Plan No. 3, Plan No. 4, Plan No. 5, and a whole host of other plans.
However, if all plans fail, he will have to think carefully about whether his overall idea is reliable...
Taking samples, doing smears, and microscopic examination are a big job.
There are seven people in the magic experiment team, including Elder Fahim. Each person has to do nearly a hundred test tubes, and each one does it under the microscope without raising his head.
Unfortunately, Gretel waited patiently for an hour, and another hour, and another hour...
Until that night, when the sun was setting, all the test tubes were tested, but none of them got the expected results.
Facing the disappointed and suspicious looks of the team members, Gretel took a deep breath and smiled:
"Thank you for your hard work. This research is just the beginning. Have a good rest tonight and gather on time tomorrow morning. Let's try the next plan!"
With a whoosh, a clutter of footsteps left the room. Elder Fahim was at the end and patted Grete on the shoulder comfortingly:
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. When doing research or something, it's common for the results to fail to come out for a while. It doesn't matter even if the research fails——"
Grete probably knew what he was going to say. Faced with the elder's kindness, he could only try to smile. Sure enough, the elder said next:
"Before you, for thousands of years, so many high-level and legendary level healers have never succeeded, and they are not even short of you, right?"
Gretel reluctantly smiled at him. He sent all the team members away, closed the door, and worked hard to calculate by himself under the lamp:
[Regeneration] and [Clone], analyze and compare the principles of the two spells. Are there any omissions or things that you haven't thought of?
Split and compare the spell models of the two spells. Is there anything missing?
Are there any possibilities that have been missed by using a brand new spell constructed with the same configuration?
Are there any omissions in the experimental conditions and protocol for culturing umbilical cord blood stem cells in vitro?
Grete knew that he was moving along an unknown path.
Unlike in the past when I studied bacteria and yellow fever viruses, I followed the footsteps of my predecessors and knew exactly how to proceed;
This time, when studying blood-replenishing magic, he completely went from magic to magic, trying to explore the unknown and find a way out.
As for whether this road is feasible, he can only say that if he doesn't take it, it will never work.
"Gretel..."
Someone shouted softly next to him. Gretel was immersed in writing without moving. He didn't know how long he had been writing. He pushed the manuscript paper and let out a long sigh. He raised his head and was suddenly startled:
"Cerella!—when did you come?"
"I've been here a long time ago..."
Serila said quietly. Grete sweated: So, she waited quietly for so long?
Considering Serila's patience, this is really not easy...
He still wanted to explain, say thank you, and say a few words of comfort. Cerira stared at him for a second, two seconds, and three seconds, then suddenly started. She jumped to the table, held the table with both hands, and her beautiful face looked straight at him:
"Look at what time it is now! Research, research, it won't be too late! - If you don't go to sleep, tomorrow's spells will be gone!"
Their eyes met and their breaths touched each other. The warm and fragrant breath of the silver dragon girl almost blew onto Grete's eyelashes.
Gretel was instantly struck with a tachycardia. He leaned back and almost fell to the ground with the chair, causing a brain injury:
"Okay, okay, I'll go to bed right away! I'll go right away!"
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