How can we eliminate the risk of infectious diseases?
Gretel spread out paper and pen in front of his desk. The Magic Council treated them quite well, and specially vacated a dormitory at the Bridge Academy at the foot of the headquarters to accommodate them as advanced students. Even if Gretel arrived late, he would still be able to attend.
We arrived in a separate single room with a bathroom, bed, bookcases, wardrobe, and all kinds of furniture.
Although it is half the size of the suite provided in the Magic Tower, it is still enough for Grete.
Gretel was able to quietly start writing the paper. On the white paper, the quill pen drew line by line. Although it was not as easy to use as a ballpoint pen, it was still enough in this era. Gretel went through the process of copying books on inferior thick paper.
At that stage, I was satisfied with the current writing conditions:
"On the Possibility and Preventive Measures of Disease Caused by Close Contact with Bats"
Keywords: bat; disease; infection; virus host
Grete's pen tip stopped. Bats carry more than 4,100 kinds of viruses, which makes them the source of many diseases, and outbreaks occur from time to time; however, without a high-power microscope, I want to prove this point...
Well, this is really a serious challenge.
Gretel put down his quill, held his chin with his right hand, and unconsciously traced his mandible with his thumb. God knows he is in the clinical medical field, not in the research field. Even those researchers, if you ask them to ask for anything, they will buy it.
Do research when you can’t afford it?
Ten out of ten will be furious, okay?
Gretel put down his pen and looked around.
There are quite a few tools around him, such as alcohol lamps, flasks, crucibles, test tubes... a complete set of simple alchemy equipment is lying safely. Two large bottles of high-concentration alcohol are squatting next to them, with a calm and harmless expression.
The microscope is in a box next to it, and it hasn’t been unpacked yet. The surgical instruments are in another box, wrapped tightly, not unpacked, not sterilized...
When he went to the battlefield before, he packed up most of the hospital with the momentum of moving. Fortunately, otherwise, the Magic Council's airship would have taken him to pick up his luggage in a circle. Gretel was full of confidence - definitely not
.
However, these alchemy equipment definitely cannot help him complete the experiment. Gretel thought about the P4 laboratory he saw in the news, and then looked at the alchemy equipment in front of him that could not even match the middle school chemistry laboratory, and silently thought in his heart.
cross.
Grete began to look through another small box. The mana pearl was useless; the [cold and heat resistance] ring was useless; the [corpse explosion] ring was useless; Mu Xin was useless...
It's confirmed that all the magic equipment currently owned can't help at all.
Gretel turned out the teacher's letter with an expressionless expression. After thinking about it, he took out his paper on bacteria and dysentery, made a copy of it with magic, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked out of the college quickly.
"Bernard...Bernard!"
The single room in the academy is only large enough for Gretel to live alone. Of course, it is not impossible for the barbarian to build a floor, but Gretel does not want him to live in an uncomfortable situation, nor does he want to cram another two meters tall person into the limited space.
What a tall giant.
Therefore, the barbarian was temporarily placed in the hotel, and Grete planned to go out for a walk when he had free time after class and find a house to rent. But now...
"Bernard, come with me to Oak Ridge, and we'll find the teacher's friends for help!"
At the foot of Oak Ridge, Elder Wood of the Order of the God of Nature is struggling. In the past few days, he has treated several adventurers one after another, those with fever, headache, muscle pain, and vomiting——
At first glance, it doesn't seem like much. It's normal to catch a cold or have a bad stomach after going into the mountains, and to fall ill a few times. But if you ask more carefully, you will find that they have all gone into the mountains to capture bats recently or within the month!
"Don't mess with the bats."
This is an ancient motto of the sect, which has been passed down for a long time, but it is unclear why.
This thing comes out at day and night, looks ugly, and tastes bad, so there really aren't many people around to catch it.
But in recent months, the Magic Council has set off a trend of catching bats...
And now a patient who was sent to him had a fever and a sore throat, and now he couldn't breathe!
"What? There is a visitor? Coming from Newster County?" Elder Wood waved to the student impatiently. "First arrange a place for him to stay temporarily, and then I will talk to him after I cure the patient!"
"But……"
But the house of the Order of the God of Nature is just like that. Gretel handed Elder Erwin's letter with his front foot, and his back foot has been led in, standing far away. Elder Wood is treating patients, and he stretches out on the side.
neck:
The patient's breathing was obviously faster than normal, his nose flapped rapidly, and his lips were cyanotic. Grete counted silently beside him. Even if the respiratory rate was not 30 times per minute - without a watch, he was not sure - it was at least 27 to 28 times per minute.
times/minutes!
Is this... enough to cause respiratory distress?
Elder Wood raised his oak staff and murmured a prayer. A rain of light fell, and the patient seemed to be getting better, trying hard to cough up a lot of thick phlegm. However, not long after the treatment stopped, he soon seemed out of breath again.
Interesting. What is the principle of this treatment? Is it to improve the alveoli's ability to exchange oxygen? Or is it to directly increase blood oxygen saturation?
Gretel quickly opened his mind. Seeing that the elder's second healing technique was finished, but it could only be maintained and could not be improved, he took a step forward:
"This patient has a lung problem! He needs to be given oxygen!"
"Suck...what?"
Next to Elder Wood, a level 5 priest and an apprentice looked sideways at the same time. Grete took out a small tube of oxygen from his pocket and held it in front of him:
"There is a part of the air that is the gas needed for people to breathe, and it is also the gas necessary for flame burning! Human vitality and the vitality of flames are maintained by it! If there is too much of this gas, the power of flame burning will become
Multiplying—look!”
He took out a small branch, lit it, and flicked it until only sparks remained. Holding the test tube upside down, the barbarian took out a dagger and flattened the mouth of the tube. Grete quickly inserted the branch into the test tube——
The blazing flames that erupted at that moment illuminated the eyes of the three priests at the same time.
"Fire is like this, and so are people! This patient is out of breath. Ordinary air is not enough for him, so he has to breathe this pure gas!"
is that so?
The servants of the God of Nature were doubtful. The room was quiet for a while, with only the rapid breathing of the patient and a sound like a bellows. Elder Wood suddenly stretched out his hand:
"Child, show me this tube in your hand."
Grete quickly touched a new test tube and handed it over. Elder Wood held the smooth wall of the test tube and looked left, right, up, and down, but couldn't figure out what was going on. In the end, he had to ask Grete:
"Child, the gas in this tube is what you said is 'pure and can maintain the vitality of the human body'?"
"Yes!"
"Will it be useful if the patient inhales it?"
"It's useful, but very little! It takes a lot of this gas... It's best to cover it with a mask and let the patient breathe directly, or insert a tube directly into the lungs..."
Ventilator! Oxygen pipeline! Or maybe an oxygen tank! What's the use of such a small test tube...
Elder Wood frowned in thought. He held the small test tube in his left hand, suddenly raised his right hand, and pointed the tip of the oak staff at the patient:
"Then give it a try..."
The green leaves on the head of the staff swayed gently, and a translucent bubble was generated out of thin air, surrounding the patient's head. It was the bubble technique that Gretel had learned. It can be used by level 1 wizards and level 1 priests. The senior priest in front of him used it.
Naturally, it becomes easier and more familiar.
"I pray that the same gas that maintains the vitality of the human body as in this glass tube will fill the bubbles so that the patient can inhale it effortlessly..."
Grete was dumbfounded. Instead of heating with potassium permanganate or high-pressure separation, just use magic to gather pure oxygen?
Boss, are you sure that the oxygen you collected is really pure oxygen? It is not doped with anything else? It is not doped with carbon monoxide or something like that?
What is the principle of this?
In any case, this strange magical technique does work. In the bubble technique - or in the bubble that is used as an oxygen mask, the patient's complexion gradually calms down, and the cyanosis of the lips begins to subside. Oxygen inhalation and other things really work!