It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 1292 Modify the experiment according to Gretel's design! (I'm afraid the cat is positive...)
Kusa Oak soon fell into mountains and seas of information.

From the records and researches of predecessors like the sea, they discard the chaff and keep the truth, discard the dross and select the essence.Screen out 25 kinds of magic that may, may, or may be effective in replenishing blood——

In short, it is a method that can promote elves who have lost too much blood and speed up their recovery.

After being cast, or with continuous magic hanging on the body, it seems, maybe, it seems, that the elves recover faster than the unhealed elves?
According to the induction of the wounded himself and the high-level healer, the strength of the breath of life recovers faster...

Then, 37 kinds of plants, magic plants, animals and minerals that are good for blood replenishment according to the ancient records, ranging from ordinary plants to high-level magic plants;

There are more than 100 kinds of prescriptions made from these medicinal materials, corresponding to various situations, with different effects and different costs.

Then, some of these medicinal materials and prescriptions can be used as spell-casting materials. The combination of medicinal materials and magic is...

"Two thousand seven hundred and eight kinds?" Kusa Oak looked at the calculated number, feeling dizzy for a while:
"Do we have that many people? The preliminary results will be obtained within a month, and within ten days, we will complete the preliminary test..."

"Don't worry about it! Let's fight together! Each person will receive 200 plans, and each will go to the test! Work harder, you only need to test 20 a day!"

Here at the School of Magic, it's not too big, it's not too small.To say the least, its clumps of buildings spread around the lake, stretching for dozens of square kilometers;

To say that it is big, the distance between us is not too far. For the elves who are good at teleportation, wooden walking, and sports, it is almost a distance that can be walked by lifting their feet.

Especially when going to the library to look up information, or when going to the canteen to eat.Everyone sat down and chatted, almost no secrets could be kept:
"Hey, speaking of which, how are you doing?"

Gretel didn't forcefully stop, and the elves working for him naturally asked each other about their progress.The person he asked had a miserable look on his face:
"Don't mention it, that tyrant Kusa forced us to test all the possibilities! All of them! People with the surname Oak really have wooden heads!"

"Twenty tests a day is not much, is it?" The person who inquired about the news happened to be one of the two elves who drew blood for the rabbit.

Seeing that the other party is about to die or live, with a concerned look on his face, he feels secretly refreshed:

"What level of magic do you use? Middle level? High level? It's a bit difficult to cast high level magic 20 times..."

"Where is 20 times!" The elves in Kusa's group continued to cry:

"Each plan must be measured at least 10 times! 10 animals! 20 times, that is 200 animals!"

This... the elf who asked the question responded with a sympathetic look.

Casting 200 spells a day, even if they are middle-level spells, for a spellcaster who has just entered high-level spells, he wants to die every minute.

In other words, it is not "want to die", but "already dying".It is only one step away from the whole person being squeezed dry.

"Eat more delicious food and make up for it." The elf who asked the question patted him on the shoulder, picked up the plate by himself, and went to the dining table to pick up the food.

When he walked to the dining table, he was taken aback for a moment.Look left, look right, stretch your neck to look in, then sniff hard, and shout loudly:

"Aunt Palia, why don't you have any meat today?"

"Meat? Do you still want meat?!"

The middle-aged woman called Sister Palia, even an elf, has all the qualities of a chef.

The figure is not slender at all, and the voice is loud, carrying a wide and thick kitchen knife, rushing out like a whirlwind:
"How many animals have you tossed about in the past two days? You keep chickens, ducks, sheep, deer, rabbits, and even wild boars in the back kitchen!

Bloodletting is bloodletting, if you don't give it a good time, you have to keep it!For three days, that is, for three full days, everyone has no meat to eat!
When can it be slaughtered, give me a happy word! "

The young elf trembled and ran away with his head in his arms.

"This... This is not what we did... The rabbits in our group are all raised by ourselves, and we didn't directly use the animals in the back kitchen for experiments..."

He threw himself back on the previous table, squatted down, and finally avoided Aunt Palia's roar.

After a while, the dining hall finally calmed down. This time, it was his companion's turn to look at him with sympathy:

"I'm sorry I didn't remind you just now... If it's not possible, you can only go back to your group to eat rabbits. Don't forget to bring me one... Sigh, speaking of it, how many rabbits did your group kill?"

"Didn't kill any of them? We're all doing well... After the blood is drawn, heal it and test the spellcasting. Even if there is a problem with the spellcasting, the healing spell will always come back..."

"Hey, didn't you guys bleed to death?"

"How is it possible!" The elf who was in charge of drawing blood suddenly cheered up.

Facing the tragedy of his neighbor team member accidentally bleeding the animal to death, his wounded heart was soothed by grabbing the rabbit to draw blood every day.

At this moment, when he spoke, his waist was straight, his head held high, and he was full of superiority:
"We draw blood with a syringe! How big is a syringe! Or draw a rabbit's leg, it takes a lot of handicap to bleed to death?"

"..."

"By the way, what kind of animal test do you use? Why do you look at the dining table, there is no meat? Chicken, duck, pig, sheep, deer, rabbit...the gap is so big, are you afraid of being inaccurate?"

"Aren't you?" The elves in Kusa's group trembled all over, covered with black clouds, as if seeing their own unfortunate future:
"You all use rabbits?"

"Of course! We use all rabbits—all adult rabbits. For each plan, there are ten adult male rabbits and ten adult female rabbits. The weight is about 3 kilograms, and the fluctuation does not exceed 10%...

Master Nordmark said, this is still early days.In the future, we will try it on mid-level and high-level monsters, and if there is no problem, we will use humans to experiment..."

"Shh! Stop talking! Go on, let that wooden head hear..."

Before the words fell, a broad and thick shadow covered the heads of the two elves.

The two young elves turned their heads in surprise, and saw Cusa Oak with his hands behind his back, looking down at them.

Not to mention that he is tall and condescending, but his face is as black as oak bark in winter.

"No...it's not what I said..."

"We're talking about the Oak...the Oak Family...the Oak Family has always been determined and down-to-earth..."

Cusa Oak waved at them, stopped them from talking, and went to eat by himself.In the afternoon of the same day, he summoned all the team members and issued the task again:

"In view of the huge differences in the types and sizes of the experimental animals, the inconsistent amount of bloodletting, and serious injuries and deaths, I discussed with the team leaders and decided to modify the experimental plan.

All are made of adult rabbits, 20 in each group, half male and half female.Each bled 20ml, the error is not more than 2ml.

——The previous experiments were all overthrown and redone.The loss and pain caused were due to my poorly designed experiments..."

He faced the team members, the woods behind them, and all the animals that had been bled and killed, and bowed deeply:
"I am very sorry."
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　　37.4...The footsteps of the high fever are getting closer...Fortunately, I am still in good spirits...

　　The cat is working hard to save the manuscript, hoping to at least make it through tomorrow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)