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

Chapter 875 I will beat anyone who does not abide by the epidemic prevention and quarantine! (Tino9494 million reward plus 2)

"Take off your clothes and wash them all in the water!"

"It's so dirty, you are not allowed to live in the house, you are not allowed to eat! If you don't take a bath, you will starve to death outside!"

"No one wants your clothes! Everyone gets new clothes, and the dirty ones go to the laundry!"

"The hair is all shaved! It's all tangled up, do you want to run fleas everywhere!"

"Children under three follow their mother! Boys over three go to the men's bathroom! Somebody watches the kids!"

Amidst the roaring, cursing, screaming and body collisions one after another, Gretel covered his head with a headache.These refugees, why is it so difficult to make them obedient...

Obviously everything is ready for them!
Obviously everything is for their good!
Obviously... the big bathroom where the two men and women are separated is really water, 60 centimeters deep, water filled with disinfectant tablets in proportion... It's not something weird!

It's not the kind of building that looks like a bathroom from the outside, but a strange place inside!

The only thing I ask of you is to clean up obediently!
"Ah—why does such a big boy come here!"

There was a sudden scream in the women's bathroom.Immediately afterwards, it was suppressed by a higher-pitched scolding voice:

"How big! How big! My son is only six years old! His father is not around! Don't you have children? Do you never have children in your life!"

Gretel held his forehead, and made a "please" gesture to Cerilla, asking her to go in and get it done.In any case, the regulations have been announced just now. Boys over three years old go to the men's bathroom. This cannot be violated!
It was just a little quieter here, and there was another shout in the men's bathroom with more people:
"Who the hell, don't shit in the pool!"

Gretel: "..."

Just, really, very tired...

After a whole day, all kinds of unimaginable accidents made him seem to have returned to the emergency department in his previous life.

Alas, there is one thing to say, the energy spent on epidemic prevention is 1, and the energy used on other things is more than 10, okay!

Fortunately, apart from being sad, Gretel has not seen any other loopholes in epidemic prevention for the time being.

Everyone should eat and sleep. Every day, someone checks their health one by one. If they are sick, someone will see them. There is a place to move out for isolation...

Except for the mandatory shaving policy, which has received more complaints, the other situations are all good.

He spent two days in this isolation point and another day in another isolation point for the poor.When I want to observe another day, the farthest isolation area will come here to invite people:
"Master Nordmark, go and have a look! We are about to be overwhelmed!"

Can't stand it anymore?

What's the situation, there is a malignant infectious disease?

Can't stand the local healer?
Gretel frowned.In addition to him being in charge of this entire area, the council has arranged healers at each isolation point:
Two points mainly for the poor are arranged for a natural priest and a herbalist.

Mainly based on isolation screening and drug treatment, supplemented by a small amount of magical treatment, if a large-scale outbreak occurs, then call for support from the rear;

An isolation point for craftsmen, artisans, and wealthy merchants, arranged a God of War priest and a herbalist.

It is mainly based on drug treatment, and I really want magical treatment-please pay?

Another isolation point facing the noble army of the Netherlands is arranged with magicians from the medical branch, and of course, a herbalist is also routinely matched.

Ordinary soldiers will naturally drink some medicine as treatment, as for the nobles?

For the sake of the magician's personal appearance, they should and will be more disciplined?
These healers are the front line.If they can't stand it anymore, call Gretel, who roams around the area and patrols the situation.

If Gretel still can't stand it, call the Earl of Inverness and the existing healers in large numbers.

From this process, Gretel thought to himself, is he on the second-tier shift?

Or it can't be counted as the second-tier class, the first-tier class of herbalists, the second-tier class of spellcasters, and it should be the third-tier class when it's his turn.

As for the other healers in the territory, they should be regarded as brother hospitals, or as support from hospitals in nearby areas...

"So what's going on now? Diarrhea? Fever? Vomiting? Breakouts? Or—"

Gretel turned over and rode on Apa's back, reaching out his hand to the person who came.In a hurry, say as you walk, hurry up!

However, the visitor looked up at the tall Silver Moon Deer—higher than his head—and then at the three people crowded on the back of the deer, with a bitter face, he took a step back.

I was so scared, I didn't dare to go up.

Gretel sighed helplessly, so he cast a spell to summon a phantom horse, and pointed at the visitor.Seeing that he didn't dare, he opened his palm slightly, and the activation rope stretched and circled, eager to try:

Don't be afraid, the phantom horse has always been very stable when carrying people. If it is really unstable... I will tie you to it?

He smiled and stretched out his hand to signal, and the visitor had no choice but to climb onto the horse's back carefully with his hands and feet.

The two riders walked side by side, Gretel threw another appeasement spell, the visitor finally calmed down, and complained like a cannonball:

"They refuse to abide by the quarantine rules! They refuse to stay in the room obediently! They want this for a while, want that for a while, and run out if they don't pay attention! We are so small that we can't stand it at all!"

"Today, I thought the village was too small to go shopping, and everyone wanted to run out! Master Mancini led people to stop them, but..."

However, either he couldn't hold it down, or he couldn't fight it.Gretel nodded, and patted Silvermoon Deer's neck:
"Apa, run! We're in a hurry!"

Apa raised his head, let out a long hiss, and ran forward.The phantom pony has four hooves and is desperately chasing after it. However, there is a problem with the basic configuration of magic, and it cannot catch up at all.

Only to hear the voice getting farther and farther behind:
"Master Nordmark, you slow down—slow down—this horse can't keep up—it's going to break down, it's going to be scattered—ah!!!"

Gretel sweated silently.But time was running out, and he didn't have time to take care of the messenger, at worst, let him walk slowly.Silvermoon Deer stepped on all fours and galloped at full speed:
The cold wind whizzed past the ears, and the huge white deer was about to fly.After a while, the small village at the bottom of the bay and the isolation point converted from the village were in sight:

And the boiling noise also overflowed, and was blown directly to his ears by the sea breeze.

"We're going out! We're going out! Are we locked up here as prisoners?!"

"Why do you let us stay at home! The agreement with the council when we came here didn't have this clause!"

"My dog ​​is suffocating! I need to walk the dog! I need to go out and walk the dog!"

"We are nobles! Not those mud-legged people, shut it down as you please!"

Noisy, cursing.Gretel sighed secretly:

During the epidemic in the previous life, citizens were encouraged to consciously stay at home and stay at home. There are TVs, computers, Internet and various games at home.There are those who forcibly charge, there are those who climb over the wall, and there are those who do not listen to dissuasion and go fishing...

It takes community property management, security guards, and community volunteers to yell and yell, and sometimes beat and scold to get back.There is one thing to say, I only realized it when I was in isolation, the taste is really unpleasant.

Yinyuelu continued to approach.A louder shout was mixed with the presiding mage of the quarantine point, who was struggling to explain:
"I'm not going to lock you up... Some of you have typhoid fever! In order to ensure that others will not be infected, we should isolate each group first, so as to protect the majority of people..."

"If you are sick, you can't be cured! A cure can solve it, why lock us up!"

"I am a knight! A knight! How could I have this disease!"

The voice grew higher and louder.Suddenly, a sharp sword cry broke through the air, followed by an explosion!
Gretel frowned.In the previous life, everyone was equal, and the value of force was basically equal, and it could be controlled by volunteers and the police; but in this world, everyone is unequal!

He urged the Silver Moon Deer to jump high, fly directly over the fence, and land heavily in the center of the field.At the same time, his hands fluttered, brushing a pile of armor for himself and Bernard.

Cerella?Serila also needs one. Although she doesn't need it, she can't ignore it!
"I am the general person in charge of the isolation and epidemic prevention in this area!" After brushing the armor, he shouted loudly. At the same time, he stood in front of his magician and raised his head to a group of soldiers:
"If you have any questions, just ask me!"

It's okay to ask, but not to make trouble!Don't toast and don't eat fine wine!

Clang clang clang, Bernard quickly jumped off the silver moon deer, pulled out the big bone stick and leaned aside.Then, he quickly took out the armor and put it on quickly——

Cerilla untied the longbow, put on a long arrow with a cold light, and pointed straight ahead.Without looking back, he summoned a few mage hands to help Bernard put on the armor...

The huge Silvermoon Deer lowered its head slightly, and pointed its 4-meter wide horn at the group of knights.The silver light flickered on the horns, showing that this giant deer not only had powerful physical impact, but also possessed certain magical abilities.

"What are you going to do?"

The leader of the group of fighters subconsciously took a step back.Judging by its size and imposing manner, this white deer is estimated to be about the same level as him.The mage who can control the white deer, as well as that elf beauty and that barbarian warrior...

Can't beat it, definitely can't beat it!

After the refund was over, he remembered that the two parties had an agreement, and his life would not be in danger.Step forward and raise your voice:

"I am the captain of the [Pearl of the Sea], an offshoot of the Earl of Dortremede's family! Standing here are all lords and knights, and we demand the treatment of nobles! We cannot be locked up!"

The soldiers who rushed out to protest nodded their heads.One of them raised his voice:

"By the way, who are you? Why do we listen to you after you say it?"

"I am Gretel Nordmark, an eighth-level magician and an eighth-level nature priest." Gretel raised the oak staff in his hand:
"The setting of this isolation and quarantine point, as well as the entire isolation and quarantine plan, were proposed by me. If you have any questions, you can talk to me directly. Don't force the checkpoint and violate the regulations."

The crowd fell silent.Behind the queue of soldiers, a middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he quietly lowered his head, and rubbed his way back into the crowd.

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