It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 955: Disease Girl: Who! Who stole my power! (Ten thousand rewards plus update 2)
Chapter 955: Disease Girl: Who! Who stole my power! (Ten thousand rewards plus update 2)
Shave a small area of hair.
Inject medication.
Change the needle.
Change a cow, shave a small piece of hair, and inject the medicine...
Bernard, Balensimo, and the two Golden Eagle warriors were divided into four groups, each carrying potions to work. As for Cerela, she stayed with Gretel and never left:
Grete Pharmaceuticals, she was watching the production line, helping to freeze and drain the water;
Gretel was observing the effectiveness of the medicine, and she would hold a notebook next to her, write down records, and occasionally subdue the bison (this is a thermometer! Don't bite!);
Gretel launched the "Directed Sterilization Technique", and she was eager to learn it next to her:
"How to lock...how to lock...these bacteria all look the same! They are blunt, like short rods, so they can be infected...it feels like many cells are similar? Why can't I kill them?"
"Serila, please don't kill indiscriminately!"
Grete was startled and quickly stopped her.
If you can't lock it, you can't kill indiscriminately. If you just rely on the characteristics of "blunt, short rod-like" to lock, there are many rod-shaped cells in the human body, oh, the cow body! For example, rod-shaped granulocytes,
For example, retinal rod cells...
Killing indiscriminately will cause big problems!
"Celera, let's review the characteristics of this cell again." Gretel was lucky enough to project an image of the specimen and thanked the meditation core for the record before telling the Silver Dragon Girl:
"No spores, no flagella, no movement, facultatively anaerobic, which means it can live with oxygen and can live without oxygen. The ends of the bacteria are often heavily stained..."
A series of descriptions were reported, and Cerela blinked, blinked, and ripples appeared in her silver-blue eyes, like two capital words "dizzy". That expression was different from that of any person who usually doesn't work hard and can temporarily
The cramming students are exactly the same...
Grete inhaled and exhaled, and projected the record again, telling Cerela what a flagellum looked like, what a spore looked like, and what was the difference between cells moving and not moving. After talking for a long time, Cerira seemed to have remembered it.
It looks like, continue to describe:
"This thing is not big. The length is about 0.6-2.5 microns, and the width is 0.25-0.3 microns. It should not exceed 0.5 microns?"
"How do you know?"
"This... is measured under a microscope. According to the magnification, it is probably, maybe, maybe, this size... Anyway, just remember it! Remember these characteristics before trying to kill. If you can't remember, don't mess around.
Kill!"
Cerela turned her head in dismay. Grete held the petri dish in his hand and continued working:
Well, this pathogenic bacteria looks like someone from the Pasteurella family. It can cause septicemia symptoms in cattle. Let’s temporarily name it Pasteurella septicarum.
After summarizing the characteristics, use the characteristics to kill, and kill each one accurately!
But Cerrela was in a worse situation. No matter how he activated the spell, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, and the sick cow didn't respond at all. There was no other way, so he had to work hard to create a miracle, one [Remove Disease] and another [Remove Disease].
Throw it down:
So angry! To treat the same sick cow, Grete used less than one-tenth of her strength!
Even if she is a silver dragon, a silver dragon with a much higher level than Gretel, and her magic power is many, many times that of Gretel, she cannot be wasted like this!
"Cerela! If you can't master it yet, just follow behind and help throw healing spells!" Grete turned back and called her:
"After the germs are killed, those cows won't recover immediately! I'll kill the germs, and you can help them regain their strength!"
After the symptoms of septicemia appear, the bacteria will produce a large amount of endotoxin, which will affect the homeostasis of the sick cow and require a long time to metabolize it. In this case, it is impossible to cure the disease by killing the bacteria alone. Only by treating it can the disease be eliminated quickly.
They are restored to health!
"All right……"
Serila pouted and followed behind, spraying healing spells one by one. Gretel walked around in a large circle, tried his best to treat the sick cows in this area, and came to see the White-Horned King:
"As promised before, I will help treat the plague, and you will provide calves to make medicine. Can you provide it now? The Bison Tribe and Black Panther Tribe next door are also waiting for my medicine!"
Soon, two hundred calves were neatly arranged in front of Grete. Grete took a deep breath and pointed forward:
"The buffalo tribe! Go to work! Shave all their hair! I'm going, why are you still using a flint knife? Bring the knife over here!"
"[Group Sharpness Technique]!"
A flash of light flashed, and the stone knives in the hands of the natives were covered with a layer of light. The speed of shaving the calf was so fast that Gretel had no time to see clearly:
"Wow, it's so fast! Why did I shave it off before I could see the hair clearly! Slow down! Be careful not to scratch the calf!"
No one paid attention to him. The warriors of the buffalo tribe, these natives who have been dealing with cattle all year round, told Gretel with their strength:
You are professional in treating diseases, but we are professional in raising cattle...
Grete squatted beside him quietly. After all the calves were shaved, he took out a tube of smallpox vaccine and reached forward:
"Epidemic, Disease, Technique! It's over, the infection is over! Come to me and get a syringe, one for each person. Hurry up and draw out the blisters!"
The natives swarmed forward.
With the Buffalo Tribe, the Black Panther Tribe, and the descendants of the White-Horned King risking their lives to fight at the front, it took the Plague Girl a full week to advance the front to where the White-Horned King was.
In these five days, the medicine created by Grete and the treatment he and Serrela jointly cured almost all the sick cows, but some of them were still a little weak;
The cowpox vaccine obtained from the calf was also given to the Bison Tribe and the Black Panther Tribe, the two large tribes closest to the epidemic girl, as well as the small tribes on the front line. All warriors, old and weak, women and children were vaccinated.
Once again!
"You see! There are medicines and treatments, so you don't have to be afraid of the Plague Girl!"
Gretel even went to several large tribes personally under the escort of the White-Horned King to inoculate the warriors. It must be said that the disease spell + cowpox means that cowpox attacks quickly, which means that immunity can be obtained within one day.
Compared with the previous vaccination with cowpox alone, which required 7 to 14 days to establish an immune barrier, the effect is much faster!
To fight against the plague girl, you have to grab time!
On the second and third days, even if the soldiers were caring for smallpox patients personally, or wearing or using clothes and blankets used by smallpox patients, they were still alive and well, and they were not afraid at all!
"Don't be afraid of other epidemics!" Gretel continued to lecture them:
"As long as the sick person is isolated and treated by someone, washes hands frequently, washes all clothes, cooks all cups, bowls and plates, eats well-cooked water and food, kills bed bugs and fleas,
This can prevent the spread of the disease to the greatest extent!”
The natives were obedient. When Gretel walked away, the witch priests and great shaman priests of each tribe immediately stood in his position and shouted to the tribesmen at the top of their lungs:
"You have seen it all! Our soldiers, our old, weak, women and children are not afraid of this new plague! This [Plague Lord], the youngest son of the God of Thunder, his power can completely contain the power of the plague girl!"
Such speeches were spread repeatedly among tribes. The soldiers, women and children touched the pimpled scars on their left upper arms and looked at the tribesmen who were bedridden before but were now alive and kicking, and their eyes lit up with fire:
"Lord of Plagues."
"Lord of Plagues."
"Lord of Plagues!"
The name Plague Lord sounds more grand than [Plague Girl]! With his protection, everyone no longer has to be afraid!
"Moo"
The White-Horned King stood on the gentle slope, lowered his head, and looked down at his group. Most of the cows, calves, and some young bulls that were still dying of illness had already stood up, wagging their tails and snorting.
Although there are still some relatively weak treatment techniques of Cerela, after all, they cannot cover all the sick cows, and most of them have to recover slowly, but this time, they survived!
Survived!
"Moo"
The White-Horned King raised its head and roared. In the roar, it conveyed rich information to the ethnic group:
"Everyone has seen it! The power of the plague girl is not terrible! Everyone, move back and go to a clean place. Don't eat the grass around the sick person, and don't drink the water excreted by the sick person!"
"Warriors, the Lord of Plague is making new equipment for you! With the protection of the Lord of Plague, the power of the Plague Girl will be weakened to the lowest level!"
"Moo"
On the grassland, the crowing of cattle shook the sky.
Gretel covered his mouth from a distance. In front of him, large pieces of rubber and glass piled up into a hill, which were constantly flying, deforming, and combining under the influence of his mental power.
Cerela squatted on the other end, with her fingers spread out, controlling a ball of flame to cover the tree trunk in front of her. While shrinking the flame, she muttered something:
"Activated carbon...activated carbon...it needs to be very fine charcoal, with many, many, many, many holes on the surface...how to make it! Why is Grete's requirements so high!"
Gretel: Alas, there is nothing I can do... At present, it seems that the way the plague girl spreads this germ is mainly through inhalation. Maybe it will be better if those warrior cows wear gas masks?
The intense preparations seemed to be endless. But the attack of the Plague Girl, after all kinds of delays and all kinds of resistance, finally arrived.
The White-Horned King had already sent away the cows and cubs in the tribe, and brought the strong bulls, especially the powerful monsters, to fight against the enemy. Warriors and shaman priests from the buffalo tribe, black panther tribe, and some small tribes also
Everyone holds their weapons and stands ready.
And sitting not far behind the White-Horned King, on a smooth and extremely strong bull, Gretel saw the appearance of this god with his own eyes:
In the distance, a black wind column moved forward wrapped in a large cloud of black air. Wherever it passed, the ground was scorched black and the vegetation was withered.
"Plague Girl! Your power has exhausted!" Right in front, the White-Horned King raised his head high and roared with all his strength. And from the wind pillar, a scream, sharp and hoarse, immediately came out:
"Who is it! Who stole my power! Who is it!"
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