It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 688 Are you trying to kill Gretel again... Oh no, something big has happened!
Chapter 688 Are you trying to kill Gretel again... Oh no, something big has happened!
Gretel proposed that he wanted to popularize a certain technology, and Viscount Garter agreed with a smile on his face, but felt uneasy in his heart.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
No spellcaster, even if someone steps on his face, would still smile and want to help the person who hurt him!
No matter how euphemistic the wording is, no matter how noble the goal sounds, the Army will definitely have to pay for this! If not, he dared to chew the Medal of Thorns dryly without adding pepper or salt!
He was still worried secretly, but someone beside him immediately started to explode. Miss Silver Dragon raised her eyebrows, and the silver-blue pendant between her eyebrows was flowing with brilliance, eager to burn:
"Grete, you can't always be like this! Others are coming to your door, and you still want to help them. Doesn't this encourage others to hit you again? - According to me, you should just use a fireball to directly defeat them.
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"Eh, eh," Grete smiled and raised his hand, pressing it down slightly to reassure Serila not to lose her temper in a hurry. Miss Silver Dragon muttered, turned her head away, and stamped her foot on the ground:
boom!
Viscount Garter felt the ground shake, and his whole body went soft under his feet. He was horrified, and quickly glanced at Cerela, then quickly turned away to avoid her attention:
What level of warrior is this silver-haired elf lady? Even if he is already an 11th-level knight, the power that overflows at this moment is a little overwhelming!
He was shocked and looked away again. Naturally, he didn't see Cerela pricking up her ears and turning quietly in Grete's direction. Grete also pretended not to see it and looked at Viscount Garter with a smile:
"It's like this. I visited the Navy a few days ago and talked with a bishop from the Temple of the God of War. I found that the technology of blood testing and blood transfusion has not been popularized among the healers in the army... This
It is very unfavorable for the army to quickly restore its combat effectiveness..."
Viscount Garter looked solemn.
He had indeed heard about the techniques of blood testing and blood transfusion. Before the United Fleet went to sea, the healers from the Temple of the God of War had trained them many times. It is said that the effect is really good, and it can help knights who are seriously injured and lose too much blood to recover quickly and get back to work again.
battlefield.
However, this Nordmark mage wants to do this, can he do it?
Then, he saw Gretel taking out a journal with a smile and handing it to him. On the cover of the journal, under the author of the relevant article, it was written Gretel Nordmark...
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"..."
"..."
Yes, those navy men mentioned when they were fighting outside that the Master Nordmark developed blood testing and blood transfusion-related spells for them...
"One month before the departure of the Nevis fleet, they asked me for training." Gretel continued with a smile:
"I found that their blood transfusion technology was very poorly mastered - whether it was injecting needles, taking blood, or transfusion, there were big problems. That time, I trained them for nearly a month, and many of them were young men from the Navy.
Practice."
...I understand, you just want to make these young guys from the Army look like hedgehogs, right?
To avenge a private vendetta and practice your skills at the same time?
Viscount Garder thought for a while, and this was indeed a good idea. At the very least, it would be beneficial to everyone to let the priests of the Temple of the God of War and other healers become familiar with the blood transfusion operation. As for the boys who were poked with dozens of holes,
?
Please, who asked them to go to the hospital and break down the door!
That is a place for healers! It is a place that can save their lives and the lives of their future wives and children!
Deserve it!
"There's no problem with that!" He said in a high-spirited manner. The compensation conditions required by Master Nordmark include justice, care, and caring. It makes sense wherever you say it. As for the young men, they will scream.
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Who told them to do something wrong?
"By the way, I'm not finished yet." Grete continued to smile. He pointed to the obstetrics building in front of him, and his fingertips drew a long arc along the obstetrics building, the small white building, and the rose building:
"Invite the priests from the Temple of the God of War to come over and train your skills. If the mother has severe hemorrhage, let them transfuse the mother's blood. Don't worry, I will control the amount. Each person will not give more than 400 milliliters every six months."
"!!!"
Viscount Garter's eyes immediately widened. Mr. Master, you want the Army to serve as a free blood bank!
This is too...too...
Before he could decide whether to agree or refuse, Gretel calmly added:
"Medical actions always have risks. Even if it is a cesarean section, there is no guarantee that there will be no major bleeding. Now that I have accumulated some experience in blood transfusion reactions, I will be able to better face unexpected situations when diagnosing and treating the Queen."
Viscount Garter immediately shut up. Beside him, Cerira turned her back to them, her ears turned left and right, and she silently curled the corners of her mouth.
Gretel turns out to be black even when cut open!
The compensation matter has been negotiated. In addition to exerting pressure to get a group of major newspapers to whitewash Gretel and smashing a group of tabloids, the military also needs to provide a team of army officers and soldiers to patrol the maternal and infant hospital... By the way
Teaching aids for blood transfusion procedures and mobile blood banks.
As for whether these people will take revenge on the instigators after their blood is drawn, and how the military will investigate and clean up those behind the scenes, Grete doesn't care...
Dirty work, don't come to me!
Where Gretel could not see, darker things were happening. The men deployed by the Holy See were indeed ready to detonate the fireball device and then take advantage of the chaos to assassinate them. However, before they could take action, they saw the navy and army
Fight together...
Things have changed, run away!
He turned around and left, walking through alleys, breaking into houses, climbing through windows, and evacuated several miles along the way. He changed his clothes, called a carriage and returned to the manor. When he went to investigate again the next day, there was a group of guards coming and going at the entrance of the hospital.
Patrolling, another team of guards stood guard throughout the courtyard...
"So what do we do?"
"The hospital's defenses have been strengthened, and it will be even more difficult to assassinate him!"
"Do you want to cause something big?"
"It's best not to be in the limelight... Look, the Courier, the Current Affairs, and the Daily News, these major newspapers are all saying good things about the hospital..."
"The news I know is that several tabloids were beaten. The female reporter from Banana Daily was beaten terribly!"
"Let's wait a little longer. Maybe something big will happen in the near future that will draw everyone's attention away?"
Something big happened soon. Half a month later, with flags flying and masts like a forest, a long row of ships arrived at the military port on the edge of the royal capital. There were scorch marks, broken wood, and marks from knives and axes on the hulls.
Tell them what kind of battles they have gone through.
On top of every mast, the flag of the Kingdom of Kent is flying high and proudly. Among the fleet, there are several ships with obviously different shapes. There is a row of flags hung down on the side of the ship. At a glance, they look so familiar.
…
"Big victory! Big victory!"
After the horn sounded, the herald on the flagship shouted excitedly:
"We defeated the Golden Fleet of the Glorious Holy See!!!"
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