Chapter 153 Gretel: I don't want to dress like a bird!
With the support of pure oxygen(?), the tug-of-war between treatment and disease finally broke the balance. Elder Wood maintained the pure oxygen(?) bubble technique, and the level 5 priest next to him chanted several healing spells continuously, and it went smoothly.
This suppressed the patient's symptoms.
After finishing the treatment, the patient was sent away. When Elder Wood looked at Grete, the temperature had risen by 60 degrees Celsius.
If before, it was "Oh, my old friend and disciple, it came from a far away place", the warm water of about 40 degrees, which is just right for the mouth, then after Gretel showed his hand, it instantly rose to 100 degrees Celsius, gurgling, and it was right before his eyes.
It can start to bubble.
That is to say, Elder Wood has a kind-hearted nature. This kind little old man stared at the glass tube in his hand, and his eyes wanted to take out his hand, twist the gas in the glass tube to his fingertips and take a good look. However, he stared at it for several times.
After blinking, he still looked away and handed the glass tube back directly:
"Thank you! Well, are you Gretel Nordmark, Erwin's disciple?"
Gretel hurriedly handed over the letter. Elder Wood looked at it carefully, page by page, with surprise and laughter:
"Being a priest and a magician again? To curb the plague, he delayed the training of the Magic Council? And also went to the battlefield? - Not bad, Erwin has accepted a good apprentice." He looked at Gretel with an increasingly friendly look.
:
"Your teacher has been a good friend of mine for many years. He asked me to continue teaching you magic. From now on, when you are with me, it will be like being by your teacher's side. If you don't understand anything, just ask. If there is anything missing, you need help.
, just open your mouth."
"I have something to ask the elders for help." Gretel was eager to say this, and immediately hit the snake and followed it with a stick:
"I was in college today, and the teacher assigned a research project..."
He told what happened today exactly. Elder Wood listened with a smile at first, but halfway through, his face turned serious. When Gretel finished telling his guesses and worries, he frowned and glanced at the door, his fat round face
On the screen, the friendly smile disappeared:
"What you said does make sense. In the past few days, I have also treated several patients who went into the mountains to catch bats. So, I will write a letter now to remind my acquaintances in the parliament."
"It would be best if the elder would write a letter." Gretel breathed a brief sigh of relief:
"But I think it is still necessary to prove that these diseases are related to bats, or at least prove that it is very likely to get sick if you are with bats. Otherwise, I am worried that I will not be able to convince the magicians, and they will think that there are other reasons for the adventurers' illness."
"emmmmmmm..." Elder Wood pondered. While he was thinking, he twisted his beard unconsciously. The black and white beard was curled on his index finger, one strand after another, getting tighter and tighter. Gretel was frightened to see it.
, I’m very afraid that my beard will be ripped off directly.
Fortunately, Elder Wood was familiar with this movement. He circled it clockwise seven or eight times. Seeing that the roots of his beard were stretched to the limit, he started to circle counterclockwise again. After going back and forth for three or five times, he finally raised his head and asked directly
Gretel:
"What's your plan?"
"I have some plans, but I can't do it alone. I need help." Gretel already had a plan before setting off. On the way here, he refined and expanded it several times. At this time, he was talking without hesitation.
He didn't even stumble. As he spoke, he secretly sighed. If he had been so eloquent when he applied for the project, he might have followed the research path:
"My plan is divided into two parts. The first is to study the current patients and ask the elders to contact nearby healers to check the patient's condition. Among those who have been in close contact with bats recently, if we can find a group of patients with similar conditions,
It can be preliminarily determined that bats can cause disease.
——In particular, if adventurers who go into the mountains to catch bats, shopkeepers and clerks who sell bats, and magicians who study bats all have similar cases, the evidence will be more obvious."
Elder Wood nodded slightly. He let go of the beard that had been ravaged into twists and blew on his fingers - and sure enough, a white beard blew off. The old man looked at the pads of his fingers with regret, then raised his head, and there was another blow.
The face is calm and reliable:
"That makes sense. If you don't know the local healer, I'll contact him. - Where's the second part?"
"Do experiments." Grete finally said the key point of asking for help:
"My plan is to find some live bats, all kinds of bats, and keep them together with healthy animals to see if those animals will get sick. I need to choose a variety of animals, such as rabbits, sheep, horses, pigs, and monkeys.
That's the best.
And, since we don’t know how bats make people sick, it is recommended to find some animals and let them come into contact with bat saliva, urine, feces, or be bitten by blood-sucking bats..."
Gretel spoke for several minutes. Under Elder Wood's increasingly surprised gaze, he smiled sheepishly and finally ended his speech:
"Now the gold coins on the market have risen to five gold coins each... I can't afford them, and I don't have anywhere to raise them. I can't even buy so many animals, and I don't have the manpower to take care of them, so..."
He spread his hands and looked at Elder Wood with eager and pleading eyes. His meaning was very clear:
It's up to you.
Elder Wood coiled his beard again. He walked from east to west, then from west to east, measured the width of the room back and forth twice, and suddenly turned back:
"The diseases those adventurers got may have nothing to do with bats."
"Yes. I know." Grete replied calmly. Elder Wood nodded:
"If you have to catch so many animals and get so many bats out for research, there may be no results in the end."
"The possibility is very high." Gretel agreed with him. The high probability is that there will be no results. The God of Nature's financial resources are limited, and the experimental animals used are probably wrong, or the disease is directly transmitted to bats.
Humans and no animals serve as intermediate hosts.
Or perhaps, it is just unlucky and there is no probability of infection, or no signs of disease in animals are observed——
Gretel's eyes were too clear and too peaceful. Elder Wood couldn't help but look at him one more time before asking the third question:
"It's possible that after those magicians finish tossing the bats, no one will get sick in the end."
"That's the best situation." Gretel did not hesitate. He hoped that no one in the world would be sick, and would rather put medicine on the shelf. If no one got sick from bats in the end, he would be happy even if he was ridiculed for nothing.
of.
Elder Wood looked at him deeply again. Then, the little old man changed his oak staff to his left hand, stretched out his right palm, and gave him a heavy pat:
"You are very good. You are a real healer. In this way, I will take care of the bats, other animals, and the staff to take care of you. You can settle down here - oh, no, you have to attend the training class of the Magic Council -
Then go back and rent a house with enough space for two hundred animals. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or at most three days, the people and things will be there!"
"Thank you so much, elder!" Gretel was really grateful. Elder Wood waved his hand casually: "What's the matter! It's not like the cult can't afford the money. Besides, if you make something, the money can be obtained from magic.
Get it back from Parliament!”
"Ah?!" Gretel, who had just succeeded with nothing, was stunned for a moment, resigned to defeat.
"Okay, just wait for someone to collect the things - what else do you need?"
"That's right, I still need some ways to isolate people from bats - since I know they are dangerous, I don't want to be infected myself. It's best if I can't bite, spit, or spray sick animals.
Even if I sneeze or something, I won’t breathe it in..."
Grete answered anxiously. In fact, he really wanted to build a p4 laboratory, but at least he could build a monkey version, such as a negative pressure airlock with an interlocking airlock, add an air pump, add filtration, and then put the red zone
The gas and fuel gas are mixed and burned. If there is no gas, you can consider hard burning, such as Gretel's modified version of the burning hand...
But you definitely can’t mess with a rented house like this. If you buy a new house, regardless of whether you have sufficient financial resources, renovation is a big project. Forget it, ask if there are isolation suits.
"You are thoughtful." Elder Wood praised. He frowned and thought for a moment: "You really have what you said. Wait a minute, I'll get it..."
He turned around and went in. After a while, he came over with a lot of dusty clothes and stuffed them into Gretel: "Try it, is it suitable?"
Grete looked through them one by one. He was wearing a thick black hat with a wide brim that could almost cover his eyes.
Thick cloth gloves, it feels like once you put them on, you can't do anything.
Flat glass glasses, the quality of the glass is very questionable, seems to have some bubbles and cracks.
The thick black coat has a rough texture, almost like canvas, and the surface is a little reflective - it looks like it's been coated with a layer of wax.
Gretel had a bad premonition. When he opened his coat, the essence of the outfit was revealed, which confirmed his suspicion:
A bird with a beak and a face.
The long beak made of silver has not been used for many years and has been oxidized to black. Gretel tried his best to spread his thumb and index finger, but they were both shorter than that thing. There were several straps tied to the edge, which seemed to be used to fix it.
on the head.
Gretel picked it up and looked inside. The inside of the mask was stuffed with something, and it completely rotted into residue. It was impossible to tell what it was originally.
If the knowledge from his past life is valid, there may be herbs such as mint leaves and rose petals, and if you are lucky, there will also be some spices, such as cloves, camphor, styrax and ambergris...
You might as well give me activated charcoal! Although activated charcoal is cheap and tasteless, it is more reliable than these spices!
Grete was about to cry but had no tears. Elder Wood on the side was still saying: "This is used to deal with the most ferocious plague. Originally, I didn't think it would be enough - if you think it is necessary, just give it a try?"
I……
I want latex gloves!
I want protective clothing!
I want n95 masks! Face shields! Goggles!
Sorry, I no longer dislike the fact that the protective clothing issued by the hospital is too stuffy to wear. Every time I take it off, I end up with a bag of water...