Chapter 924 Gretel: If I am guilty, please let the law judge me...
Gretel really didn’t expect that he escaped the first grade of junior high school but not the fifteenth grade.
Regarding the need for isolation of patients with infectious diseases, when he was in the Kingdom of Kent, he was only responsible for issuing orders, leaving all the work to students, subordinates, and parliamentary staff.
Whether it was the guards or the magicians, they all did a very neat job of dragging the patients away from the hands of the patients' families. Of course, there were some scoldings, threats, and pushing and shoving, Gretel...
I can only pretend not to see it anymore.
But now, there is no one else and no strong enough violent organization that can be used at will. Do you want him to condense a fireball and then shout: "All the patients' families get out, or I will blow up this place"?
Obviously not. Gretel could only suppress his complaints and communicate with the Great Witch of the Red Stone Tribe:
"Can you let people who are not sick go out first? This disease is contagious. If healthy people stay together with sick people, the disease will be transmitted to healthy people!"
"Infection?" The great witch priest of the Red Stone Tribe blinked his eyes and repeated this unfamiliar word with difficulty. Gretel's heart sank, and he just started to think about how to explain this concept to him when he heard this dry middle-aged man say:
"Can diseases be spread to other people? How is that possible? Have you ever seen someone with a wound on their body pass the wound to another person?"
Grete's head buzzed, and he almost lost his breath.
If I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of letting me popularize the concept of "infectious disease" to the indigenous people...
Even when aid was provided to Africa, those African natives at least knew that diseases were contagious!
He took a deep breath, turned around and walked away. The Red Stone Witch Festival followed behind him until he reached the center of the open space. When Gretel suddenly stopped, he almost bumped into him before he could react:
"No! Guests who have come from afar, please save us! I have no other way. The young soldiers can still withstand it, but the elderly, children, and pregnant women, they... they can't hold it anymore
Stay here, several people have died!"
Gretel closed his eyes slightly. At the diplomatic conference a few years ago, when he tried to promote cowpox to the barbarians, he was laughed at mercilessly: The barbarians don't need this at all!
The barbarian's physique is strong enough! If his physique is too weak, he will be attacked. He cannot withstand the cold wind in the wilderness and is not qualified to survive!
Well, it seems that the natives of the New World are not so strict as to "die if you can't bear it if you get sick." Correspondingly, their physique is indeed not as good as that of the savages, who can ignore most diseases by relying on their strong physique...
…
Sure enough, the natural environment is too good and life is too comfortable?
Many thoughts flashed through Gretel's mind. He nodded calmly:
"I will help. I came out because it is more convenient for treatment outside. Move all your patients out. Serious patients will be moved first, and pregnant women and children will be moved first."
"Did you hear that? Move all the patients out!"
The Red Stone Witch Ritual straightened up and spoke in a loud voice. After hearing his order, the soldiers immediately rolled up their sleeves and started to move people hurriedly. These natives all slept on leather mattresses, one person carried two horns, and the other carried the other side.
It has two corners and is very convenient to move.
Soon, the open space in the middle of the shack was filled with patients. As for the furs covering the patients' bodies and the hay piled beside the furs, Grete sighed and no longer wanted to say anything.
Can mattresses be contaminated with smallpox virus?
Can healthy people be infected while sleeping and need to be thoroughly cleaned and, if possible, burned?
If necessary, these shacks will also be burned down?
This is indeed the case from the perspective of public health and infectious disease prevention and control, but from the perspective of life, it is great, burn them all, and then all the indigenous people freeze to death in the winter?!
Without saying a word, he first threw out the fortune-telling spell and scanned it quickly. This tribe was not big, with a total of two to three hundred people, and about fifty people were knocked down by the disease. And within the field of vision provided by the magic aura
, there were only a dozen people who were so sick that they were about to die.
It's okay, okay, it can be cured.
Observe carefully, everyone's exposed face and hands are covered with layers of blisters, some are crystal clear, and some have ruptured and suppurated. Then switch to dark vision to scan, most patients have blisters.
Different degrees of high fever.
Very good, it is really a serious infectious disease like smallpox that can sweep away an entire population and wipe out a whole nation. Gretel only hopes that this thing will not spread too far, from the southern end of the continent to the northern end, or from the east to the west.
…
So how to treat smallpox?
Grete recalled it carefully. It seems that patients who have already suffered from the disease can only receive symptomatic and supportive treatment. In other words, replenish body fluids, maintain electrolyte balance, replenish nutrients, especially protein, take good care of the skin, and deal with complications such as secondary bacterial infections.
…
Forget it, let's use the magic of losing magic. He calmed down, pointed at the nearest babies and children who couldn't cry, and the light on his fingertips lit up:
"[Remove disease]!"
"[Remove disease]!"
"[Remove disease]!"
Thanks to the years of hard work and continuous meditation, Gretel, now a ninth-level mage, no longer finds it difficult to cast three-ring healing spells...or three-ring divine spells.
He threw out more than a dozen spells in one breath, bringing all the dying patients back, and then clapped his hands:
"Others don't need such a powerful spell. Well, let me think about it..."
Which spell should be used? Which spell is more cost-effective to treat mild patients on a large scale...
Silver Moon Deer walked in silently, and a hazy white light appeared on its silver-white fur. Cerela also stood beside him silently, looking around:
"Gretel! Do you want to help?"
"No! No need!" the red stone witch priest quickly stopped. The moment Grete cast the spell, he had already put on his most solemn outfit, which contained the most animal teeth, gems, shells and amber, and put on a colorful feather crown:
"We can treat the remaining patients ourselves! I will hold a ceremony and request the guardian of the tribe!"
Gretel... Gretel was very willing to watch the aboriginal healing ceremony. Then, he saw the entire tribe supporting the old and the young, healthy warriors supporting and carrying the sick, rushing out, and came to the outside of the settlement.
In front of a big stone.
They were both tall, square, and there was a large red stone with many patterns on it.
They set up firewood and burned prey, various spices, strange mushrooms and powders. Then, with the Great Witch Festival taking the lead, the warriors waved javelins and axes and danced energetically around the red stone.
What surprised Gretel was that along with the dance and war cry of the indigenous people, an illusory, stone-like light and shadow really rose from the stone. The light and shadow turned in a circle, scattering little bits of light, and fell.
On the Great Witch Festival, on the warriors...
It falls on every healthy and sick person.
So, this big stone, is this what you believe in?
Is this what your tribe worships?
Do you worship it at ordinary times and ask for it when something happens?
What's the difference between you and me: enshrining a big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, asking the children to worship the big banyan tree as their godfather and godmother, and bringing them to kowtow when something happens!
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Regarding the indigenous concept of infectious diseases, it is taken from "1491: Pre-Columbian Apocalypse"
To be honest, when I saw this paragraph, my eyes went dark