Grete quickly walked out of the infectious disease hospital. As he walked, he shouted:
"All priests of the Order of the God of Nature! Come to my mage tower! All of you! Put down your work and your patients! Immediately!!!"
He added a sound amplification technique to himself, and the sound shook the whole building. Answers came from behind one after another:
"OK!"
"coming!"
"immediately!"
Gretel stopped waiting for them and walked straight forward. As soon as he stepped down the steps, a horse rushed over with billowing smoke. The knight jumped down and hurriedly grabbed Gretel:
"I'm here! Why are there so many patients all at once? What kind of disease is it? What else needs to be done?"
The person who came was tall, with a resolute face and a weather-beaten face. He was Johnny Colin, the Minister of Emergency Management. This Minister Colin had dealt with Gretel several times and knew that he would never trouble anyone if he was fine.
Troublesome people must be a big deal. Grete asked him for help before, and he immediately dispatched operators from the Emergency Management Department according to the original plan.
A group of men in black, together with Gretel's apprentices, blocked off the block, visited people's homes, and took samples for testing. They were extremely busy. Colin did not lead the team himself, but sat down in the city hall and forced the person in charge to
The patrol team was sent out to help. - The Emergency Management Department handles all emergency matters related to magicians. How can there be enough manpower? At this time, the city hall must be dragged into the water!
He is not someone who has never seen the plague. He estimated that the first wave of outbreaks would have tens of hundreds of patients. However, as the carriage came back and forth, the numbers reported by his subordinates were increasing, and they were all over the morning.
Two hundred. Johnny Colin couldn't sit still and came to the door in person to ask what was going on with Gretel.
Gretel grabbed him with his backhand. As he continued to walk outside the hospital, he spoke faster:
"I'm looking for you! Do you still remember the time I asked you to chase the spies in the middle of the night before? Several horses had black spots on their bodies, and some soldiers got sick as well? - It was that disease, this time it was the water source that was contaminated.
, pathogenic bacteria attack through the intestines, which is more dangerous! I need your help!"
Johnny Colin's whole body was shocked. He still remembered that operation. Their entire emergency management department was picked up in the middle of the night and ran along the mountain road for two days and two nights. It is said that such a big fuss was
Zhan is a high-level magician with a prophecy system, and he has divined a very bad omen.
And this time, Gretel said it was more dangerous than last time...
"What else do you need me to do?" he asked in a deep voice. Gretel answered without hesitation:
"Three things. First, screen the residents of those 12 buildings again. If there are any signs of discomfort, send them all to the hospital as soon as possible;
Second, take a water sample from the main drainage pipe of each floor and send it to me for testing. If possible, take a water sample from the main gate of each building. If it is determined that the water body is contaminated, trace it back to the source of the water as soon as possible;
Third, according to the household list, send those who work or study outside to the hospital as soon as possible. Disinfect all the places where these people used to stay, using double the concentration of disinfectant! Double! And you and yours.
Subordinates, be sure to pay attention to safety when performing tasks. Don’t touch anything to eat until you get home, wash your hands and change clothes—"
"I'll make arrangements right away!" Johnny led the horse and followed him. After hearing these requests, he immediately jumped on the horse. After taking two steps, he suddenly reined in the horse and turned around, scanning behind Gretel:
"Is your infectious disease hospital big enough? Can it accommodate so many people?"
Grete looked embarrassed. His infectious disease hospital has a rated capacity of 1,000 beds. The original plan was that if all these beds were really used, all the therapists in the city would be brought here, and the patients would be cured quickly.
Send it away quickly...
Next to the hospital, there is also an isolation observation point that can accommodate 1,000 people. Now it seems that it is not enough. If all the residents of the 12 buildings are brought here for observation, the number of hospital beds will have to be doubled.
He needs a makeshift hospital! He needs a temporary isolation point! He needs volunteers to deliver food and water to those suspected, close contacts and observation subjects! He even needs someone to clean up their feces! He needs the entire social support system to work together behind the scenes——
It was not that Grete had not thought of these needs when planning the infectious disease hospital and public health center. After all, he had witnessed the disaster before time travel and how the entire social system worked together in the face of disaster. However, he was
As a third-level magician and the director of the Department of Public Health, he can only mobilize so many resources.
For other requirements, the reviewer will give him the following reply:
"we'll talk about it then."
Seeing that a lot of resources are needed now, Grete wanted to go to the review meeting, but couldn't spare the time. Johnny looked at his embarrassed look and nodded clearly: "I understand. We need to expand the territory and accommodate more people.
Right? Leave it to me!"
Without waiting for Gretel to answer, he already whipped him and quickly left. Gretel shouted from behind him: "Thank you!"
"Thank you for what?" Johnny Colin didn't look back and said the next sentence from a distance:
"I am also from Xiacheng District! Help them, you should!"
Grete breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to the Mage Tower with the students. In the tower, there was a special medicine he had just made recently, and there was the only hope to fight against this plague——
The wizard's tower was filled with a strange smell. The cauldron was gurgling, boiling thick corn slurry, and the strange smell of penicillin fermentation was too strong to be dissolved. Gretel stopped in front of the fermentation room, turned around, and looked at nature.
Female apprentice of the Order of God:
"You wait here until the priests from the Order of the God of Nature arrive and tell them how to induce the growth of Penicillium! I need them to use all their strength to promote the growth of Penicillium! All their strength!"
The female apprentice pursed her lips and nodded. Gretel grabbed another apprentice of the Change School and continued walking inside:
"Tell Mr. Norwood to expand the refining magic circle ten times! A hundred times! Five hundred times! Or make dozens more! I need him to expand production capacity! Immediately! Immediately!"
Penicillin! Penicillin! When there were no cephalosporins or other antibacterial agents, the only effective drug against intestinal anthrax was penicillin! Fortunately, he had already made it before! He isolated a strain of Penicillium and made penicillin sodium!
Grete rushed to the top of the mage tower. Next to the control room, there was a small refrigerator that stored the most precious materials. He opened the refrigerator door and took out a small glass bottle. It was one inch high and half an inch in diameter. It was almost full in the hand.
Not satisfied with the palm of your hand, a tiny bit -
It was still in the process of strain selection and trial production before, and it has not entered the mass production stage at all. So far, all the penicillin sodium that has been cultured, fermented, refined, and stored has not been used. Only 10 such vials have been filled.
In each bottle, there are a little more than 5 grams and less than 6 grams.
0.48 grams of penicillin sodium is equal to 800,000 units, and 4.8 grams is equal to 8 million units. For patients with lung and intestinal anthrax and meningitis, a large dose of penicillin G, 4 to 8 million units, once every 6 hours, intravenous infusion -
In other words, in the best case scenario, these penicillin sodium can only save 10 lives.
We can only hope that the priests of the God of Nature will speed up - the power of so many priests is many times more powerful than one apprentice!
And the damn intravenous injection! He still doesn't dare to start the intravenous injection rashly, because he is not sure about the sterilization effect of the injection, the sterilization effect of the injection tube is unstable (he can only induce vines now), and the injection needle is connected to the syringe
The sealing effect is unstable!
In this case, using intravenous injection rashly is equivalent to injecting bacteria into the patient's blood vessels!
There is really no choice but to take a gamble with intramuscular injection... Gretel's thoughts are racing. If he can't get treatment, he will die anyway, so he needs to inject a large dose of penicillin into the muscle... By the way, he also needs to prepare a needle!
The injection needles in the Mage Tower are usually used for animal experiments, no more than 50 at a time, and destroyed after use. How many patients are there now? How many secondary syringes need to be prepared?
Gretel sat down in the storage room. He opened the space bag and took out a large piece of glass, a piece of metal specially provided by the dwarves - it was said to be a top-secret formula and would not rust - and a large bag of gold coins. He grabbed a
Throw the gold coins to the ground and make a jingling sound.
This is a strategic material for emergencies. Gretel has always kept it sealed and reluctant to touch it, but now, it’s time to use it on a large scale!
He held the silver bell. His palms were so strong that water almost came out of the surface of the bell, and he said in a deep voice:
“Time is money my friend!”
The speech was very fast and smooth, without any strange accent. Blue smoke soon appeared from the bell, and the little monster jumped down. Gretel pointed at the supplies on the ground and said in a hurry:
"Make syringes! 10ml! Make 1,000 syringes first! Hurry!"
The little monster's hands were flying. The glass, metal and gold coins on the ground seemed to have fallen into the magic furnace and melted silently. The metal was cut, pressed into thin sheets, curled, and chipped to ensure that the needle tube was straight and even, and the needle tip had a sharp bevel.
Sufficient strength and smoothness;
The glass turns red, liquefies, flows, rises in the air, and is shaped into a hollow syringe, with the end open and wrapping the end of the metal needle;
The other end fits tightly and can be pushed smoothly without any leakage...
One syringe and another syringe appeared in front of Grete. The speed was just a little slow, and it could only make 2 syringes per minute. At this rate, it could only make 120 syringes in an hour!
"Can you hurry up?" he urged:
"Can the speed be increased by 5 times? Can we make 600 pieces in one hour?"
Intramuscular injection is simple to operate. With a little training, every student can complete it independently. If the penicillin production capacity can keep up, and the syringe production capacity can also keep up, intramuscular injections can be completed for 600 patients in one hour - then maybe,
It can save hundreds of lives!
The little monster was concentrating on manipulating its magic power and did not answer him. It was not until another syringe fell on the ground that it answered hoarsely:
"It costs money. To increase the speed by 5 times, you need 25 times the gold coins."
"Take it!"
Grete picked up the money bag and fell down without even counting it.
Time is money my friend!
This moment, time, is life!
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Another three thousand words!
ps, reading has plummeted recently... Is it because my writing is not good and no one reads it, or is it because the summer vacation is coming to an end and the children are all going to make up for their summer homework?
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