Chapter 209 Rescue! Chlorine gas poisoning! (Update 2 with 10,000 rewards)
Gretel was so happy that she almost flew up.
Disinfectant water! Disinfectant water! There are various clinical disinfection measures, such as alcohol, iodophor, high temperature and high pressure, ultraviolet rays... But the cheapest and big bowl, the only one that doesn't feel bad if you splash it everywhere, is disinfectant water!
In hospitals and operating rooms, the smell of disinfectant wafts around every day. If you can't smell this smell, you will always feel unsafe when doing surgery...
It feels more unsafe than wearing less clothes. After all, it is common for your pants to fall off while you are doing surgery. The circulating nurse may not help you lift them every time. It is absolutely impossible for the operating room not to be disinfected after being used for one day.
thing!
Gretel has long wanted to produce disinfectant water. However, he only knows how to electrolyze salt water to obtain chlorine gas, and pass chlorine gas into lime water to obtain disinfectant water. However, electrolyzing salt water uses direct current, but he only knows about alternating current...
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How does alternating current become direct current? Sorry, I don't know.
Now, thanks to the research mission of the Magic Council, Gretel finally has ready-made electricity to use, no, he can use it openly!
It's not in vain that he throws out the electrolysis smelting plan! Metallurgy is nothing, that thing has nothing to do with him, disinfectant water is what is urgently needed right now! Proper disinfection of operating rooms and wards can save many people!
Grete didn't know whether this thing, which was restrained by a force field and made sparks fly, was a direct current or an alternating current. But since the electrolysis of salt water was successful, it should probably be a direct current. He worked up and down, doing it in one go.
I bought two large buckets of disinfectant water, and my arms became weak when carrying the buckets, and then I let out a sigh of satisfaction:
That's enough for now!
It’s not good if you make too much of this thing. It’s in the house space bag. Who knows whether it will evaporate or not...
By the way, it's best to take out the bleaching powder together! When dysentery broke out in Heartland City last time, if there was bleaching powder, why bother? Just push the bleaching powder over!
Grete rolled up his sleeves and continued working. Preparing bleaching powder is not difficult. It is nothing more than calcium hydroxide - that is, slaked lime produced by heating quicklime. Add a little water and stir it into lime milk, and pass chlorine gas through it.
What, you said there is too much chlorine and you are afraid it will be poisonous if it is not used up?
Connect another pipe and continue to transport the lime water, adding another bucket of disinfectant water...
Most of the laboratories in the Tower of Babel had no windows leading to the outside of the tower, at least Grete's laboratory did not. He worked in the dark for a whole day before he was satisfied with three large buckets of disinfectant water and a large bottle of bleaching powder, and went back to rest.
.As soon as he left, the fifth-level mage Aurora Wharton, who was sitting paralyzed in the corner, immediately jumped up like an electric shock and rushed to the experimental table.
Aurora Wharton is the youngest disciple of Master Carlisle. As a mere fifth-level mage, he can become a disciple of a 14th-level master. His qualifications can be imagined - in fact, Aurora Wharton has been
Since he started, he has been going smoothly and has been called a genius boy by the people around him, leaving the students of the same period far behind.
From reading books to becoming an apprentice, to advancing to the fifth level mage, it only took him five years, and he is only 20 years old this year. He has never encountered any obstacles along the way, even though he has been locked in the mage tower for five years, reading books and doing research.
, I have never ventured out to travel, and I have successfully passed the first big stage.
In the past five years, he has also published several good papers and improved several new magics. He is now a three-ring arcanist. Among the young mages of the same age, everyone praises him as the future magician.
Even the seed of a legendary mage.
This talented young man had just recently realized something and rushed into the laboratory, intending to merge [Ether Prison] and [Electric Shock Ring] to create a new magic. In the middle of the work, the teacher suddenly came out of the laboratory.
Find him out and serve as a bodyguard for a second-level magician...
Aurora Wharton: "......???Teacher, I'm not going! I've just improved my magic halfway!"
"Go!" Master Carlisle just waved his hand with a large transparent force field and carried him out of the laboratory:
"Teacher won't harm you! Don't look at the fact that my mage is only level 2, he is a level 4 arcanist! Level 4! He is three years younger than you! If you have a good relationship with such a person, there will be many benefits in the future!
"
Aurora Wharton was thrown over like this.
Only after I came here did I find out that the senior brothers, senior sisters, their disciples and the mages under their supervision, as long as they could spare time and had enough spell levels, were all locked up in the three laboratories next door, doing experiments to the death.
.I heard from my senior brothers and sisters that the experiments with large tables and large tables were all designed by the little mage I was guarding...
Aurora Wharton really wanted to go there. However, it was impossible. He squatted alone in the corner of Room 6, brushing Gretel's mage armor, arrow protection, and protective energy every half a day. In addition, he brushed Gretel's magic armor every half a day.
, ready to use his power field at any time to drag Gretel out of danger...
However, the experiment process went smoothly without any twists and turns. I could only hear the "boom", "bang" and "pop" from the next room, sparks and lightning. It was calm here in Laboratory 6, and all the protective measures were not used even once.
From morning to night, he only saw the young mage busy, moving shelves, moving sinks, pouring water, pouring magic materials... He secretly threw away those magic materials with the identification technique, and found that they were just some salt and lime
, completely unremarkable.
However, Gretel used the salt and lime to make something that he had no idea what it was, and the identification technique could not give an answer at all.
Aurora Wharton became curious. But Gretel didn't talk to him, and he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask. He could only squat in the corner and watch with his eyes wide open. The experiment was not difficult, and Gretel's movements were not very fast.
After watching it once, you will understand it; after watching it twice, you will become proficient; after watching it three times, I will definitely be able to do better than him...
Starting from the third time, Aurora Wharton had no other tasks except seizing the time to brush up spell protection for Gretel at regular intervals.
Extremely boring.
Boredom and curiosity combined, after Gretel left, he took out the alchemy equipment he had brought with him and got on the experimental table himself...
Isn’t it just table salt? Isn’t it just feeding electricity into it? There are no ready-made graphite rods. Go next door and get two...
Aurora Wharton quickly set up the experimental bench. Soon, bubbles began to bubble on the graphite rod...
The colors of the bubbles on both sides were different. One side was colorless and transparent, and the other side was light yellow-green. Aurora Wharton waited patiently for a while, first collected two bottles of yellow-green gas, put them aside for later use, and then tossed the bubbles.
The two bottles are transparent.
I threw the identification technique up, but there was no information;
To detect toxicity, throw it up and it will show that it is not poisonous;
Open it and smell it, there is no smell;
Throw the freeze ray up, but there will be no change;
Throw the spark technique up...
"boom!!!"
An unprecedented violent explosion. Fortunately, Aurora Wharton was quick-sighted and put up a shield in time, so that he was not injured by the sparks, air waves and exploding glass fragments. He was shocked and broke into a cold sweat on the spot. When he regained consciousness, he looked back at the experimental table.
It was a mess, no different than when a hurricane swept through.
bottle.
The graphite rod is crooked.
The glass sink had a crack, and half of the salt water in the sink had already flowed out.
There are also the two bottles of gas that were set aside in advance. The bottles and caps have been broken into several pieces. The yellow-green gas in the bottles is rising, getting thinner and thinner...
I still haven’t figured out what that is!
Aurora Wharton felt anxious. She first supported the experimental table, lowered her head and smelled hard...
Grete remembered that there was still an experiment to be done, and when he turned back, what he saw was this scene of chaos.
Aurora Wharton fell to the ground, clutching her chest and curling up into a ball;
The experimental platform was like a typhoon passing by;
The table and floor were shiny, with water stains and broken glass everywhere...
"Help!!!"
He was so angry that he shouted at the top of his lungs. Then he opened the force field access control of the laboratory and rushed in. He took a step forward, braked suddenly, returned, jumped out of the door, and used a bubble technique on himself.
…
I said why did the person fall down! This smell inside, this, this, this is chlorine!!!
"Save people——"
Gretel shouted again, rushed in with the help of the bubble technique, and struggled to drag the person out. After dragging for two steps, the surrounding laboratories opened their doors one after another, and the magicians rushed out one after another. Gretel did not even raise his head, while
Observe the patients and shout to them:
"Don't come in yet!"
"Blow the air out of the room! Blow it out of the mage tower! The air is poisonous!"
A long wind roared past. The wind-making technique of the high-level mage was much stronger than that released by Gretel. The strong wind blew on his body and it hurt. Gretel removed the bubble technique, and sure enough, he could no longer smell the smell of chlorine.
He breathed a sigh of relief, put down the patient, and continued to direct:
"Go call the high-level healer!"
"Bring a new sink! Pour in clean water and add a little bit of caustic soda, only a little bit!
——Insert the graphite rod again, perform electrolysis, and collect the gas coming out of the graphite rod! Quick!"
As he spoke, his eyes quickly looked at Aurora Wharton. She was coughing violently, had pink foamy sputum, her nails were obviously cyanotic, her lungs were damaged, and she was suffering from hypoxia. It was conservatively estimated that she was a middle-aged girl.
Chlorine gas poisoning. I hope I won’t suffer from pulmonary edema now. If so, I won’t be able to save it with my treatment...
He quickly turned Aurora Wharton onto her back, tilted her head back, and opened her airway. Then he lowered his head and shouted:
"Can you hear me? Can you hear me? - OK! Open your mouth! Open wider!"
Aurora Wharton struggled to open her mouth. Gretel raced against time to throw a flash spell in, and looked at the light source - no, the throat was already swollen, and if it continued to progress, the throat would become edema by the minute. He was directly thrusting
He hesitated for half a second between the tube and the tracheostomy, and quickly took out everything.
While taking it out, he stared into Aurora Wharton's eyes and spoke loudly. He said it to the patient and the mages present:
"You're poisoned! Here in the trachea -"
Grete stretched out his hand and made a faint stroke on the patient's throat:
"It's already swollen. If it gets any bigger, you won't be able to breathe in, and you'll be suffocated!
If you agree, I can cut a little bit below your throat and insert a tube to let you breathe. Don't be afraid, it won't cut the blood vessels. It can be cured by treating minor injuries!
If you don't agree, I'll use healing skills to help you hold on, but I'm only a second-level priest. I don't know how long I can hold on, and whether high-level healers can catch up!
If you agree to cut it, just tell me or nod!"
Aurora Wharton neither nodded nor shook his head. His fingers trembled convulsively, trying hard to grab his throat, and his lips opened and closed but he could no longer make a sound. There was a lot of bustle inside and outside the room, some people were tidying up the experimental table, and some were running out.
Calling for help, some people rushed over and formed a group, staring at Aurora Wharton who fell to the ground, looking worried.
A tall silver-haired magician stood out from the crowd and said loudly:
"Cut him open!"
"What?"
"Cut it open! I am the teacher's disciple, I will be responsible!"
Gretel looked up. The silver-haired magician stared into his eyes and nodded solemnly. Gretel took a deep breath:
"Don't be afraid, don't move! - Throw him a paralysis spell! Don't let him move!!!"
The spell was thrown over in response. Aurora Wharton froze on the spot, Gretel lowered his head, clasped his hands together, held a small seed in his palms, and prayed silently——
"Intubation! Give it to me - grow it!"
Green swaying. Hollow, soft, smooth, yet tough vines snaked out from Grete's palm. Then came the expert and skillful operations of the emergency doctor, disinfecting the skin with alcohol, sterilizing the knife, incising the skin, and the hands of the mage.
The retractor separated the tissue in front of the trachea, and the knife flashed.
Vine version of endotracheal intubation, smooth entry!
No more relying on chicken bones thank goodness!
"Over there, are you okay?"
(Three thousand words! Another update today! There will be another one tomorrow!)