Chapter 294: Do you think you can make penicillin?
The two great magicians looked over together.
Archmage Carlisle frowned deeply. He wanted to stop it, but because it was Gretel's own project, he couldn't speak out at the moment. Archmage Morton, on the other hand, was shocked and moved, and also felt deeply ashamed:
"Well, it doesn't have to be like this - how can we -"
His voice was trembling, and his red hair, which was standing straight just a moment ago, was now limp and almost drooping down. Grete stopped him sincerely:
"Your Excellency, Archmage, the relationship between the Conjuration Department and the Medical Department has always been very good with our Thunder Horn. The last time my follower was poisoned, Master Galen Novak personally came to rescue him.
——It's just that one apprentice did something wrong, and it won't affect our relationship. Besides, isn't the spirit of sharing knowledge and cooperative research what the Magic Council has always advocated?"
Archmage Carlisle stopped talking. Well, when Aurora was poisoned by electrolytic salt water, they did support the medical branch. If not, he wouldn't have directly knocked on Morton's door. He would have gone through Old Sam
Go to the review committee and bring the matter to light!
Old Morton's face turned red and he still shook his head. Gretel thought for a moment and smiled:
"Otherwise - can you do me a favor? Regarding the staged research results of Penicillium, I will write a paper in the past two days. Can you help me find a journal to publish it? Then, if you do subsequent research, remember to quote me.
paper?"
This is possible. After someone else publishes a paper, conducting research on the basis of the paper is a common and encouraged practice in the Magic Council. The redness on Old Morton's face finally faded a little, and he patted his chest:
"Don't worry, I'll take care of publishing the paper! - Also, that Penicillium didn't get you for nothing, I'll pay for it!"
He took off the mage badge and planned to transfer the contribution points. Gretel quickly jumped back:
"No, no, the compensation has been agreed upon. However, if you want more, you can only buy it at the trading center. I won't be polite with my price!"
"I won't ask for more discounts!"
Old Morton laughed out loud.
They said goodbye to each other. Old Morton stayed to watch his disciples pack their things and leave as soon as daybreak. Archmage Carlisle sent Gretel back to the mage tower. The horse's hooves were so good that they disappeared into the night until the lights of Kaos Magic Academy were left behind.
Far far away behind him, unable to see anything anymore, Archmage Carlisle sighed:
"Why are you so generous?"
"Are you okay?" Gretel shrugged. Archmage Carlisle glared at him with a steely heart. If he hadn't been on horseback, he would have almost raised his hand and knocked him on the head:
"With this precedent, if I want to cooperate with you in the future, I can just steal something first. If I can't steal anything, I can send an apprentice to beat you up and turn enemies into friends? How dare you invite people to cooperate with such an important thing?
Don’t you dare send it out directly?
——Aren't you afraid that after you have worked hard for a long time, they will finish it before you?"
"Hehe~~~"
Gretel lowered his head on horseback and laughed. It wasn't until Archmage Carlisle was so angry that he canceled the Phantom Pony and let him fall directly to the ground (although he was given a Feather Fall spell at the last moment), he stopped laughing and raised his head to explain.
:
"Whether they will make it before me, I don't know. But - I am very sure that they will not be able to make what I plan to make!"
"you?"
"Just watch!"
Grete's article "The Discovery of a New Pathogenic Bacteria and the Effect of Penicillium in Containing Bacteria" was published soon. In order to rush for time, I did not grab the space of the two journals "Arcane" and "Magic", but It was published in "Death Canopy"——
Anyway, the first half is also about diseases, and there is nothing wrong with it in a journal of the Necromancy School. And with Old Morton’s guarantee, the paper reward will not be less than a penny for him...
A third-level little magician published an article, a fifth-level mage wrote the second article (this time, Master Lin En replaced Aurora as the paper tool), a 15th-level great magician in the medical branch, and a 15th-level Necromancer comments. Such specifications quickly attracted the attention of magicians.
In addition to Master Morton, there are two great magicians in the medical branch, who have aroused great interest in Grete's thesis:
"We found that this cyan mold has a significant inhibitory effect on the reproduction of Staphylococcus aureus.
——Culture it together with Staphylococcus aureus in a petri dish, and there will be obvious empty space in the petri dish; drop it into the Staphylococcus aureus culture solution, and you can see that the culture solution is obviously clear, and no large-scale reproduction of Staphylococcus aureus was found in the secondary culture. …”
"Our next goals are:
1. Study the principle of Penicillium inhibiting the growth of Staphylococcus aureus;
2. Study what other bacteria Penicillium can inhibit the growth of besides Staphylococcus aureus;
3. Try to make this substance that inhibits Staphylococcus aureus into a portable drug that can be carried with you. In this way, even in places where extraordinary powers cannot reach, ordinary people can improve their chances of recovery..."
This is an interesting topic! It’s worth putting some effort into! If this kind of drug is developed, everyone will be more likely to survive even if there is no healer in the team!
The three great magicians each led their teams, and without any hesitation, they rushed onto the road guided by Gretel. Then, they immediately overturned and no one recognized them.
"Penicillium is dying!"
"I'm raising myself to death again!"
"This batch is no longer good, and I have to buy new ones..."
"Spell casting ended! Materials run out!"
"It's okay, go buy it! It's cheap anyway! Hurry up, otherwise it will be sold out!"
The price of the penicillium that Grete hung in the trading window was very fair, and it could even be said to be a small profit but quick turnover. A bottle of 50ml culture medium was put into the culture medium 24 hours in advance. It already had a light green color and could be identified and guaranteed by an independent magician. The bacteria survive - only sold for one gold coin.
The magicians scanned the goods without batting an eye. Later, they even gave up cultivating Penicillium themselves and only left it to their apprentices to do it one by one, while they bought it all themselves.
One gold coin is enough for casting materials, which is so cheap for a level 14 or 5 great magician!
——Of course, Grete makes corn starch medium here, boils a large pot at a time, and can fill 100 50ml bottles, and the cost is less than 1 gold coin. He will not say such a thing...
"Come on! Do more! This month's research funding depends on you!"
But it must be said that the great magician is a great magician. Under the strong pressure to perform miracles, he really found a new path for them:
A month later, Master Morton invited Gretel to his laboratory to observe the magic experiments.
"Kill pathogenic bacteria, the first experiment begins!"
Master Morton muttered a mantra, holding a test tube of penicillium in his left hand, and kept changing gestures with his right hand. Gretel opened his eyes next to him:
Okay, you really used Penicillium as a casting material and developed a new magic... I just don't know how to control the healing amount of your magic?
Intramuscular injection of penicillin, 800,000 to 2 million units per day, administered in 3 to 4 times; intravenous drip, 2 to 20 million units per day, administered in 2 to 4 times. During intravenous infusion,
The speed cannot exceed 500,000 units per minute to avoid central nervous system toxicity - how high is your speed?
Master Morton's singing suddenly stopped. He stretched out his right hand and pointed at the weak rabbit with dirty and knotted hair on the experimental table in front of him. A green light shot out from his fingertips and fell straight on the rabbit.
"Avada eats the big melon!"
Gretel muttered silently in his mind. Almost immediately, the rabbit's whole body twitched, its head and neck straightened, its limbs stiffened, dead, dead, dead...
"Well, I still can't control the strength of the healing technique well..." Master Morton lowered his arm and looked at Gretel awkwardly:
"So far, Penicillium in five milliliters has the highest cure rate, about 30%, but the mortality rate is 70%...
With such a high mortality rate, we simply don’t dare to try it on patients, and the mortality rate without treatment is even lower than it!”
Gretel: "..." If you overdose on penicillin, is the allergic reaction too serious? Once a large dose of penicillin is used, the probability of allergic reaction increases exponentially!
"What about the mortality rate within three days?"
"It will be 10% higher..."
Well, considering a series of adverse reactions such as penicillin encephalopathy, cerebral hemorrhage, allergic heart failure, etc... So the dosage must be controlled. If it is not made into a medicine and penicillin is used as a casting material and directly used for magic, it will be really difficult to control.
Dosage!
"Then, what about making it into medicine?"
Master Morton gave him a sad look.
Don't ask, you'll get nothing if you ask...
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I spent too much time looking up information...
Six thousand words tomorrow...
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