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

Chapter 242 Cholera?It's actually not particularly difficult... Wait! (Night Dream Ice Rewards Plus 3)

It was cholera—or, the outbreak in this small village was most likely cholera.Although the microscopic examination of bacteria has not been done yet, the rice slop-like feces on the ground have given him enough information: high probability, more than 90% possibility, is cholera!

While Gretel was nervous, he was inexplicably relieved.Nervousness is naturally nervous, the famous Class A infectious disease, except plague is cholera.He has not yet isolated and purified Yersinia pestis, and the most terrifying outbreak of infectious disease that may be faced at present is cholera.

But it's also true to breathe a sigh of relief.If the outbreak was anthrax, besides returning to the laboratory immediately and betting that penicillin can be produced as soon as possible, the only thing he can do is to summon the priest;

If it's tetanus... Tetanus is not transmitted from person to person, but getting a tetanus vaccine within a few days is harder than betting on penicillin;
If it's botulism, that...

Winning or losing is a matter of routine for military strategists, please start again, young hero...

Fortunately, it was cholera.

Cholera is a disease with rapid onset, severe symptoms and rapid spread.From any aspect, it is worthy of the title of Class A.However, just plugging it at the source—

Gretel looked around and ran to the tallest and largest farmhouse.From the outer wall to the roof to the floor, this farmhouse is all made of logs, and the bark on the outer wall has not been peeled off. It can be said to be extremely rough.One can imagine the muscles of those who can build this kind of house.

And after Gretel pushed open the door, he bumped into a giant man and almost flew backwards...

"Ah yo!"

"Who?"

Gretel slammed his back against the door frame with an ouch, almost speechless in pain.Huh, he shouldn't have left Bernard with him. He must find a way to take the barbarian with him in the future...

The giant man didn't even shake it.The big palm-like hand picked up his shoulder, turned to the side, and looked at the light when he reached the door:

"Little mage? What are you doing here?"

Gretel grinned and rubbed his back with his backhand.After rubbing it twice, I finally took a breath:

"Where is the head of your village? There is a plague in the village! Many people are sick! I am a healer, and I will help you!"

"Patient?"

The giant man is skeptical.He took two steps forward and bent down to look.Gretel felt his eyes dimmed, and a large shadow hung over his head, covering him from head to toe.He instinctively leaned back and took a step back. The giant man seemed to have sensed something, stood up straight, and squatted down:
"Little mage?"

Gretel: "..."

Oops, I didn't bring the oak stick...

But what I need now is the identity of a priest!

He looked left and right, wanting to find a witness to prove himself, but suddenly moved two steps sideways.He stretched out his right hand and pressed it on a moss cluster outside the wooden house, praying silently in his heart...

"Grow it! Grow it! Grow it!"

He has never been successful before... His spawning magic, in addition to holding seeds to catalyze root canals, is also useful for bacteria.But this time, please be successful!Whether it is moss, fungus, or grass seeds that happen to blow on the wall, please give me some face!
One second, two seconds, three seconds.There was a piece of softness under the palm, Gretel let go of his hand, and a brilliant yellow mushroom appeared out of nothing on the rough bark of the log.

The giant man was moved.He took another step back, and saluted Gretel with a much more respectful attitude than before:
"Master Priest!"

"Stop saluting! Call someone to help!" Grete stamped his feet.The giant man stood up straight, turned his head and shouted:

"Burton! Ogg! Come out! My lord priest!"

Two more men emerged from the cabin.Exactly the same tall stature, exactly the same disheveled brown hair, exactly the same beard.The three of them stood side by side, and Gretel almost thought he had stabbed a bear's den, so he couldn't help but took another step back.The giant man who came out first squatted down and spoke softly as much as possible:

"My lord pastor, what do you want us to do?"

"Please call everyone here. There is a plague in your village, and I—and the three master mages—are here to help you. Let me see your situation and treat you."

The three giants started running separately, roaring.The roar rumbled, shaking the village, and after a while, everyone who was still in the village was dragged away one by one.Most of them came here by themselves, and the other half were supported by others, or they were simply carried:

"What's the matter? I just chopped half of the wood..."

"I'm making chicken coops!"

"I'm still mending clothes..."

"I'm fine, isn't it just diarrhea?"

"Ouch...my stomach hurts...can you let me finish stretching first..."

There were high and low complaints in the village.However, when the third, fifth, and tenth people with diarrhea appeared, the voice quickly became smaller and smaller.Finally, the giant man stood at the door with a straight face:
"Shut up! My lord pastor is here to help us! — My lord pastor, please speak!"

Gretel emerged from behind him.After a glance, I felt a lot more relaxed:

There is no such thing as vomiting and diarrhea on the spot, stretching so hard that you can’t walk, wrinkled skin and sunken eye sockets, showing obvious signs of dehydration.When he got to the point of severe dehydration, he could either resign himself to his fate, or he could only gamble with healing skills...

Relaxed, Gretel immediately showed a gentle smile.Arms outstretched, spread out to the sides:

"Hi everyone, I am a servant of the God of Nature, and I am here to help you. - Until now, if you have diarrhea, vomiting, or other discomforts, please come to my left. If you are not uncomfortable, please come to right hand side."

Dozens of farmers and village women looked at me and I looked at you, and slowly began to move.After being yelled several times by the giant man, he finally moved a little faster, from the speed of a snail to the speed of a tortoise.Gretel didn't rush, and after waiting patiently for 2 minutes, fifteen or sixteen people were already standing on the left.

More men than women, more adults than children.Gretchen counted the number of people, compared it with the textbook in his memory, and became more confident:
"In a village, one-third of the population is sick. There is no doubt that this is the plague!"

A series of exclamations sounded.In the queue of patients, an old woman with a sallow complexion staggered and fell down.

More voices screamed.On the right side of the old woman, a young woman with a haggard face raised her arms vigorously, trying to support the old woman's body, but suddenly her face turned pale, and she crouched down with her stomach in her arms.

Gretel walked towards them at once.Raise your voice as you walk:
"Don't worry, I'm here!
But I can't do it alone, and the healing technique alone can't cure so many people, so please listen to my guidance!
As long as everyone obeys the arrangement, everyone will be fine, and it will be fine! "

He directed the patients to gather in the room.I stood at the door and looked at them one by one. I saw that there were no critical patients, so I turned around and grabbed the strong man at the beginning:
"Listen! This plague is caused by eating or drinking unclean things!
I don't know where it is unclean now, and I don't have time to find it. Tell them all not to drink unboiled water!

Eat and drink, must be cooked before entering the mouth, wash your hands before eating, or after going to the toilet!Wash your hands with soap! "

Two bars of soap thudded over.It was hard and rough, and Gretel made it himself in the laboratory when he had nothing to do.His craftsmanship is really mediocre, and his appearance is hard to describe in words, but the strong man held it with both hands, bent down and respectfully took it as if he had found a treasure.

"By the way, is there anyone else who hasn't come back?"

"Also! Old Barry, Fitch, little Flora—"

"Go find them! Send healthy people to find them! See everybody's here before I'm done!"

Gretel turned around and entered the house.Hearing the roar of the strong man sounded outside, Gretel took out a pen and paper and smiled as amiably as possible.He walked along a row of floors in the house, inquiring and diagnosing one by one:
"Grandma, how old are you? How many times have you had diarrhea since yesterday? When was the first time? Have you ever vomited? Does your stomach hurt now? Give me your hand... Let me see your fingers... Have you ever urinated... ..."

Without asking a few words, the old woman bent over and began to vomit heavily.Gretel hurriedly went to help her, while helping her, he had to pay attention to the color and shape of the vomit, too busy to pay attention to the dirt on her body.

After tossing for a while, the vomiting finally subsided temporarily.The old lady was exhausted and collapsed on the floor, while the young woman knelt beside her and wiped the floor with a rag.After wiping it a few times, his face turned pale, and he turned around and ran out.

Gretel ignored her.While asking and inspecting the doctor, he recorded in a hurry:

Elderly woman, 55 years old... Forget it, it is considered old age in this world.

From early this morning to now, I have had diarrhea 5 times. First I pass yellow-brown loose stools, and then I discharge rice-slop-like stools... I have had jet-like vomiting after diarrhea for the last two times...

The skin and mucous membranes are dry, the eye sockets are not sunken (?) he is still not sure about the crooked eye sockets... the voice is slightly hoarse... the urine output is normal... the pulse is normal...

This is basically mild dehydration, moderate at best.Gretel quickly made a diagnosis and comforted him softly:

"Grandma, you are not seriously ill now, just take a good rest and drink plenty of water. —— Oro! Come and watch them boil the water!"

Aurora, Universal Tool Man, Disinfectant Water Sprinkler, and Mage Wharton rushed over.Gretel issued a series of instructions:
"Ask someone to boil the water! Boil the water! It must be boiled! After boiling, you immediately cool down to drinkable, then add sugar and salt—"

A bag of sugar, a bag of refined table salt, and a bag of baking soda were thrown at Aurora's feet with a few bangs.Gretel tore off a page of paper, recorded while doing mental calculations, brushed a few strokes, and wrote the configuration ratio and stuffed it to him:

"After the preparation, pour water for each patient, put it in a bowl or a cup and put it next to them, 750ml per person! Drink one round every hour! Quick, burn it immediately, when I finish diagnosing the last patient , to see the first patient drink water!"

Yes, although cholera is a serious disease, when you are mildly or even moderately dehydrated, the only way to treat it is to replenish fluids.If you can take oral rehydration, you can take it orally, if you can't take it orally, you can use intravenous rehydration.Supplement fluids, supplement ions, supplement energy, and help patients get over it!
With early detection, early intervention, and timely rehydration, the vast majority of patients can survive!

Add salt to distilled water, add glucose (if there is no glucose, use white sugar to top it), add sodium bicarbonate, add potassium chloride - the last Gretel doesn't have it, so I can only hope that there will be some impurities in the table salt... Remember to prepare chlorine later Potassium!Must remember!

"no problem!"

Aurora turned around and ran.Gretel turned his head, the old woman was dying, struggling to get up and pull his sleeve:
"My lord pastor, I'm sorry for staining your robe...Let Flora wash it for you later. Although this child is small, she is diligent in her hands and feet...Flora! Flora!"

"Grandma, Flora has gone to herd the sheep..." the young woman whispered.She didn't dislike the dirt on the old man's body either. With tears in her eyes, she pulled the old man's sleeve with one hand and went to Lagret with the other:

"Master Pastor, will Grandma die?"

"Nature will bless her." Gretel tried to comfort her.Do not touch me!leave me alone!I just brought this piece of clothing with me, so it would be better to have less cross-infection!

And yet he keeps smiling:

"Madam, are you not feeling well? Let me show you..."

Gretel was quick to see the doctor.It takes less than 3 minutes to ask a doctor, bring medical records, and see a patient.After a round of inspections, another five or six patients were sent into the big wooden house, and the first old woman had already held the clay bowl, and began to drink the sugar salt water that Aurora poured her.

"Boss! I'm done! What else to do?"

"...you go find a big wooden barrel..." Gretel calculated in his mind, and found that he still needed to intervene in such matters as washing hands, and the villagers could not be allowed to act on their own.Whether it is a water tank or a water ladle, it is cross-infected every minute.

On one side, he worked hard to see the doctor, on the other side, the big water bucket was delivered quickly.Gretel directed the people to bring the bucket to the door of the toilet, took out the bell, and chanted in a low voice:

"Time is money my friend!"

The little devil came out in response.Gretse handed him a gold coin, raced against the clock, and began to give orders:

"Gold coins, you dig a hole on the wall of the barrel, near the bottom, and connect it to the faucet...the valve to open the faucet should be like this..."

In a few words, together with drawings, he outlined the appearance he needed.Throwing out a spare piece of iron, the little goblin stretched his hands forward, and the iron piece silently melted, deformed, and solidified in the light. When the light disappeared, the foot-operated faucet that Gretel wanted was securely attached to the barrel wall.

It should be fine...someone fills it with water, throws bleach, and it can be used to wash hands after disinfection.Later, I will go to circle the patients, disinfect them, and let Aurora go...

Gretel thought to himself.Before he breathed a sigh of relief, there was a sudden commotion in the wooden house, and more than a dozen voices shouted at the same time:

"My lord pastor! My lord pastor!"

"I am coming!"

Gretel ran away.

Kneeling in the center of the cabin was a giant man—I don’t know if his name was Burton or Ogg—with his arms outstretched, holding a limp little girl.The girl's bright red hair drooped withered, her lips were dry, her eye sockets were sunken, and her full cheeks were already a little shriveled.Pulling up the palm of his hand, the fingerprints were obviously wrinkled.

MD!

At least moderate dehydration, even, has begun to develop into severe!If it develops to this level, fluid supplementation alone will not work, there are a lot of dangers!
Gretel was the first to treat the old woman, and the young woman next to the old woman anxiously stood next to the little girl.Seeing Gretel come in, the two raised their heads together and almost rushed over to hug his thigh:
"Master Pastor! Save little Flora! Save her! Stanley died in battle last year, and she is the only child left in our family!"

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