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Chapter 74 The next goal: build a hospital!

Go, go?

Grete lowered his head in annoyance. The money bag in his hand was heavy, and the shaking and jingling noises did not make him happy. In this kind of urban environment, there is no running water, boiled water is rarely drunk, and people defecate everywhere. It is simply a plague.

It’s a matter of minutes, okay!

cholera!

Viral hepatitis!

Typhoid!

Dysentery!

There are a bunch of Category A and Category B infectious diseases, any one of which breaks out will kill everyone, and they can all be spread through contaminated water sources!

Damn it!

Damn it!

What goddess would protect the people, what goddess would give clean water, just the small fountain at the entrance of your temple, is it enough?!

Gretel's sense of responsibility as a doctor burned in Grete's heart. When he had just traveled through time, he couldn't even support himself and couldn't care about that much; but now that he has money, power, and can directly contact the big boss, it is simply against the law to stand idly by any longer.

Doctor's duty!

"teacher--"

Gretel raised his head and called out for help. Elder Erwin had already waved his hand and stopped him:

"We'll talk about the streets later. Now, let's finish treating the injured first!"

"That's right!"

The injured now are more important than the patients in the future! Gretel clenched his fist and ran away again.

The city lord came to inspect in person, and the heads of the three major temples came to the scene in person. The priests gathered quickly. Relying on the goshawk hovering in the air to guide the way, all the worshipers of the God of Nature arrived as quickly as possible. Not long after, there was a clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter.

The remaining priests at the God of War Temple also came out in droves and all arrived.

After a while, those God of War priests who were shopping came into the store one after another and performed their duties.

Grete found that there was not much left for him to do.

The seriously injured will be taken care of by senior priests. For the lightly injured, there seems to be no need to perform an incision yourself??

Medical resources are overflowing. This is...

He stood aside and looked around, took a step back, and then took a step back, trying not to interfere with the priests' business. Unknowingly, he was pressed against the wall, and suddenly, the skirt of his clothes was pulled:

"Sir...please give me a healing spell...anything..."

Gretel suddenly came back to his senses. Oh, treatment! In addition to clinical medical methods, in addition to those methods that cannot be performed without examination, infusion, or surgery, he also has treatment!

Although it is only the lowest level, and although the effect is weak, it is still a healing technique!

"Wait a minute! I'm coming right away!"

Gretel concentrated his energy, gathered his will to heal, and guided the white light to shoot out from his fingertips. A white light went down, and the wound in front of him slowly began to heal, one centimeter, two centimeters...

There was no movement.

His current healing ability can heal superficial wounds less than 10 centimeters long.

Tsk... Sure enough, step-by-step upgrades won't work. The time traveler should cheat! If he doesn't cheat, what kind of injuries can he cure with five minor injuries he heals this day?

Gretel lowered his hand. The injured man and the boy next to him had been watching with bated breath. At this time, they couldn't help but sigh at the same time. The boy asked softly:

"Sir, what can we... do?"

What can be done?

I don’t know what you can do... Heat hot water? Fill the wounded with sugar and salt water? Bring a basin over and wait for scrubbing and debridement?

It seems like someone has finished all these things...

Grete himself didn't know the answer. Seeing a circle of people around him looking at him eagerly, he casually said: "Pray..."

He said something casually, but others took it seriously. The man immediately lowered his head, clasped his hands, and murmured in a low voice. The injured also tried hard to raise his hands in a praying posture:

"Great God of Nature, I pray for your mercy..."

"Great goddess of springs, I pray for your favor and ask you to take care of your people..."

When people are in disaster or illness, it is easiest for them to pray to the gods. One to two, two to four, four to eight, for a moment, inside and outside the small shop, there was an intertwined sound of prayers, buzzing, like

into one piece.

Everyone prayed to their own gods, and everyone was crowded together in a chaotic manner, and the prayers were not uniform. However, the atmosphere inside and outside the shop soon became pious and solemn.

"Little John! Go out, gather the believers, and lead them to pray!"

The bald bishop looked back and immediately shouted loudly. Another God of War priest looked over with envy: Leading believers in prayer is one of the fastest ways for priests to come into contact with faith and to upgrade quickly. It is usually not the turn of trainee priests.

The bishop directly named Little John... Tsk, it's good to have a powerful friend.

Little John nodded solemnly, turned around and left. On the other side, Elder Erwin was also explaining to the low-level priest he brought:

"Go out, gather the believers together, and lead them to pray..."

There was a little chaos outside the store. Then, prayers sounded from the left and right:

"The great god of nature..."

"The great God of War..."

The sound of prayers expanded one ring after another.

From dozens of people, to hundreds, to hundreds. More importantly, the believers were led to line up, and the sounds of praying to the God of Nature and the God of War were neatly heard from both sides.

One side raised the volume, and the other side soon followed suit. The momentum was comparable to that of singing songs on the military training ground.

The people here are really... Grete shrugged, quietly pressed the word "ignorant", and released the healing spell for the second time. Soon, his eyes widened in surprise:

The effect of this treatment was twice as strong as before, and the wound healed exceeded 15 centimeters!

I go……

Is this okay?

Prayer still has this effect?!

Gretel finished his prayer and quietly slipped to the side. Looking left and right, he couldn't see the reason - he was not familiar with the effects of high-level healing techniques. After thinking about it, he grabbed a man who had just finished praying and wiped it.

The priest's apprentice:

"Hey...does prayer really work?"

"It's really useful!" The other party looked at him as if he were a fool. After thinking about it, he pulled Grete into a corner:

"Otherwise, why build a temple? Why do you want them to go to the temple for treatment? Why do you have to lead a group of people to sing hymns? Why do you have to lead believers to pray before showing miracles on major festivals? Someone help, save the day

How much strength!"

Wow...it seems to be really useful! If he puts it this way, if he invites a group of people to pray during treatment in the future, the effect will be doubled immediately!

No...he is stupid!

Grete suddenly shuddered. Who are you trying to pull? Aren’t they training assistants? Aren’t all the priests going to learn medical skills from him? Build a hospital, teach a group of doctors, and everyone will gather together to pray and perform surgeries!

It can also involve patients and their families! Those people who themselves or their relatives are sick must be the most pious when they pray!

Patients pay for medical treatment, but they can also contribute to treatment for free...

What a great idea! Just perfect!

Please call me Gretel Wit Nordmark!


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