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

Chapter 222 Please upgrade quickly, can I still pay for it (Mr.

How the old man in tooling went to the prophecy school to slap the table, and how he got half of the cost of repairing the big bone stick is another story.After Gretel and the Alchemist Association negotiated the rewards, they happily plunged into their own laboratory——

Well, making electrolyzed water, electrolyzed saturated salt water, and want to synthesize something, just play in Tongtian Tower.There is a power supply, a force field barrier, and someone will clean up if it blows up accidentally.If you want to get penicillin, you'd better go to your own monkey version of the P4 laboratory...

After all, when developing penicillin, it is always inevitable to deal with Staphylococcus aureus, Escherichia coli, Pseudomonas aeruginosa, etc., piles of bacteria.Bad luck, maybe the penicillin has not been purified yet, and some mutated, penicillin-resistant bacteria have quietly crawled out.

Such as MRSA.

If this thing comes out, the penicillin series, cephalosporin series, sulfonamide series, rifampicin, etc. will all be useless.Gretel can only fill up the luck point, and then go to the New World to visit and see if he can find vancomycin...

Ah, just thinking about it gives me a headache.

If this thing really spreads, bad luck, it can wipe out half of the Magic Council...

So Gretel was very self-conscious.He moved all the bottles and jars back to the laboratory on the outskirts of the city, and from then on, he ran like wheels on the top of the mountain, the outskirts of the city, and the forging area.Master Wharton followed him, up and down the mountain, down the mountain and up the mountain, running until his tongue was sticking out.Not only that, but he was also taken over by the teacher for questioning:
"Has Gretel advanced?"

"Okay, it seems that there is no..."

"So is he finished with his project?"

"Mithril smelting, isn't senior brother and the others doing it..."

"Then what the hell is he busy with?!"

"Healing the dwarves... I also accepted a project from the Alchemy Union... I'm still making some dyes..."

"What are you doing dyes for? The Magic Council needs some dyes from him?! Need him to make money?! Urge him for me, it's serious to advance quickly!"

"Teacher, why do you think I can push him... I am his follower, not he is my follower..."

Archmage Carlisle stroked his forehead.This little disciple was really spoiled by him, no matter how big or small, he even learned to talk back to him!Throwing him to be Gretel's follower didn't seem to make him a little more cautious with his pure and optimistic temperament...

Hey, this also shows that Gretel treated this kid very well, and he didn't put on airs at all?
"You can't urge me to urge you! Call me someone!"

Aurora Wharton ran off.

Half an hour later, Archmage Carlisle received a message from the metal message bird:

"Teacher, Gretel is not in Tongtian Tower, I will go to the laboratory at the foot of the mountain to find him!"

Two and a half hours later, the second metal message bird was brought into the labyrinth by the chief disciple of Archmage Carlisle and sent to the teacher:

"Teacher, Gretel is not in the laboratory at the bottom of the mountain. He must have gone to the forging area. I'll go find him!"

That evening, at the gate of the forging area, Aurora Wharton found Gretel who was playing like a fish in water and refused to leave.

Gretel was surrounded by a group of dwarves in the center.That is to say, humans are a bit taller than dwarves, so Aurora can easily find his followers from the crowd.Gretel held a drawing board in front of him, smiled and waved, and shouted to the dwarves around him:
"Don't worry, come one by one! Whose turn is it today? Stand up, stand up straight, stand up straight, keep your chin down a bit——Okay, don't move! [Detect Magic]!"

What is this doing?
Master Wharton walked over curiously.Stretching out his head, he saw Gretel holding a newly arrived pencil, brushing, taking a look at the dwarf, drawing a few strokes, looking at the dwarf again, and drawing a few more strokes.With a focused expression and smooth movements, the dwarves around looked around with great interest.

Look at the drawing board again.In Gretel's works, there is no appearance, no clothes, only thick and faint, black and gray color blocks.Distinguish it carefully, it looks like the vertical skeleton in the Necromancer School...

While he was in a trance, Gretel had already finished drawing one.The magic light flickered, and a copy was quickly copied, one was carefully put away by Gretel, and the other was held in the hand of the dwarf who was painting, turned upside down, and looked at it with bright eyes:
"This... what is this?"

"Look, this is your spine, and this is your ribs..." Gretel pointed to the hand-painted X-ray and told him:
"The spine is fine, there is no problem. The curvature is normal. It would be fatal if the spine was straight... Hey, there is a seam in the seventh rib on the right, and it is a little crooked. Did your rib break before? Ever? Was it broken in a fight? Or was it broken?"

"Yes, yes!" The dwarf nodded like rammed earth: "When I was playing in the mine when I was young, I accidentally rolled down, and my chest hurt for two months! Mr. Mage, you are too powerful!"

...that's the job of the priest, no, the radiologist...

Gretel didn't want to explain this.He was only excited to get another X-ray, and another copy of his medical research materials.It's a pity that the magic imaging didn't work out, so I have to draw by myself... Hundreds of people, front, side, and different parts, it takes thousands of pictures, it's so painful!

Even the pain couldn't stop Gretel from devoting himself to it.This is his first research on humanoid intelligent organisms!So rare!In the previous life, all scientists in the whole world did not have this condition!

After drawing an X-ray, Gretel stretched and put away the drawing board.The dwarves dispersed one after another, and Master Walton came up to Gretel and poked him quietly:
"Grete! Can you go back to the peak tomorrow, the teacher wants to see you!"

"tomorrow?"

Gretel's men paused.He looked around with some resistance: "I have a lot of things to do...Is there something urgent about the Archmage? If it's not urgent, can I go again in a few days?"

"It seems to want to urge you to advance..."

"This matter!" Gretel immediately lost interest. "It's not something that can be advanced after being urged. Can you help me talk to the archmage? I'll go after I'm done with this part!"

"Hey, let's go once!" Master Wharton dragged him over. "The teacher won't lock you up in the tower... just do me a favor and come back after showing up? By the way, go to the Alchemist Union to see if Bernard's bone stick has been repaired!"

"Then...then you help me sort out these data!"

Gretel unceremoniously tossed him a stack of papers.Aurora Wharton only glanced at it once, and her eyes were circled, completely turning into a mosquito-repellent coil.

"Name, age, gender, height, weight, body temperature, heartbeat, breathing, vital capacity... what are these?"

"Oh! Don't worry about the name. You divide this information into 10-year-old files, calculate the average, and then calculate an average in total! Hurry up and give it to me!"

Gretel is doing the basic statistics of the dwarves.There are about two to three hundred dwarves in the entire forging area, and most of them are males between 100 and 200 years old-according to the dwarf's limit life span of 400 years, that is, young males between 25 and 50 years old.In terms of medical statistics, this sample size is enough for preliminary statistics.

During this time, he called a group of dwarves over one by one, and tested everything that could be measured except that the sphygmomanometer still hadn't come out.I have accumulated a thick stack of data in half a month, and the rest of the work is to make statistics, draw charts, and get the normal value range...

"Ah, ah, what's the use of making such a thing!" Master Wharton screamed.

"Shut up! Quickly count!"

Mage Wharton curled up in a ball silently, and began to fulfill the duties of a follower... no, a calculating tool.And Gretel spread out a roll of paper beside him, and began to write a paper line by line, based on his impressions when measuring the data:
"...To sum up, the heartbeat and breathing of dwarves are slower than that of humans, and their normal body temperature is relatively low. The author speculates that this may be one of the mysteries of the longevity of long-lived species.

This guess has not been verified, if there is a chance, we can conduct comparative research on other humanoid creatures..."

Well, the lung capacity of these dwarves seems to be a little smaller. It can't be that these people have been mining all year round, and they all have different degrees of pneumoconiosis, right?Another day, I will try to find a dwarf who is not very mining...

The two wrote one by one, and when they reached the summit the next day, they were both depressed.Archmage Carlisle looked at the pair of dark circles on his apprentice's face, and then at Gretel's identically dark eye sockets, unable to utter a single word of urging.Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, he let out a long sigh:
"Advancement is not a matter of a day or two... Anyway, there is no need to work so hard..."

"No, no, no!" Aurora quickly clarified. "He came here yesterday to write a thesis... I was helping him calculate the data, and if I was not careful, it would be too late! Fortunately, I didn't delay my meditation! Teacher, look, the paper!"

According to the instructions of the legendary mage, all of Gretel's papers must be submitted in a unified manner for review by the legendary mage.Of course, the big lazy is the second lazy, and the second lazy is the little lazy. Ever since Gretel had a new follower, Master Wharton had submitted the papers on his behalf.As for Master Dikal, all the papers are also his disciples, and Archmage Carlisle read them first...

The Archmage opened the paper naturally.Sweeping eyes, saw the topic:

"Research on Standard Physiological Data of Dwarf Males"

The archmage's feet shook on the spot.His fair face instantly turned red, his breathing was short of breath, and his jugular vein protruded. Based on his experience as a deputy director of the emergency department, Gretel intuitively felt that this man's blood pressure was about to break the watch...

Can nifedipine be suppressed?Or Betaloc?If he is on the operating table, he should ask the anesthesiologist to give him some antihypertensive drugs, such as taking a breath of isoflurane, pushing a little sodium nitroprusside, or pumping some nitroglycerin...

Gretel wondered.On the opposite side of him, Archmage Carlisle shook the paper in his hand, with a painful voice:

"Grete, what are you doing with your energy on this? A magician like you - a magician with research talent like you, should raise the level of the magician early, so as not to die early!"

Do you know how much the council has put in to protect you?Did you know that in order to protect you from being targeted by the Church of the Lord of Radiance, your important papers were secretly distributed to reliable magicians for experimental demonstrations?

Do you know that as long as you leave the Igor Mystic, you must be under the surveillance of the Tongtian Tower, and there are professional magicians monitoring your location 24 hours a day?

Knowing that such protective measures will at least continue until you advance to level 5—that is, the level of learning [Fireball] and transforming into a humanoid self-propelled turret?
"Hurry up and go to the meditation room to retreat and raise your level as soon as possible, okay? Now you have the contribution points, if it's not enough, I can borrow you first!!!"

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