Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 37

"Craft, Kraft? Are you in there?"

Kraft was awakened by a quick knock on the door, and he reflexively raised his brow that was stamped on the edge of the table, trying to touch the non-existent mobile phone, for fear of missing an important call.

The sword hilt at his waist pulled him back to reality, his consciousness recovered from the night shift scene in his fantasy, and he realized that he was no longer on duty, and the person knocking on the door was not a colleague who was in a hurry.

The back of the black robe was hot from the sun, and it seemed that it was afternoon, so he didn't sleep for a long time, less than four hours.

But the fatigue on his body has been swept away, and his dry energy has been restored.He stood up rubbing his eyes, not quite used to the sudden transition from dark sleep to harsh sunlight.

He dreamed that he found all kinds of strange things. With these things, a modern hospital was reproduced here, and he was on night shift just now.The dream is really illogical, otherwise why would I have to work the night shift even when I run a hospital?
Fortunately, he was woken up, otherwise he would have to continue this unpleasant dream.

"I'm here." Kraft answered and opened the door, "Lucius?"

It was Lucius who knocked on the door. His brown hair was a little messy, and his body exuded a faint smell of beer.The image made Kraft frown.

"Didn't you guys go to the tavern to drink?" Kraft covered his nose, he didn't feel like he was coming back to find him, but after a hangover.

Lucius didn't care about Kraft's disgust, and said with a smile: "Although I don't want to disturb your sleep, but Liz is awake, I think you will be willing to go and see it no matter what."

"Liz woke up? So soon?"

Kraft had a sense of time dislocation. When he woke up, the whole world took a big leap forward, but he didn't keep up.

Lucius glanced at him suspiciously, then suddenly realized, and laughed out loud, "You don't think it's still yesterday afternoon, do you?"

"Yesterday? I slept all day?!"

Kraft shuddered and woke up completely, "How is Liz? Is there any special situation? Why didn't you call me yesterday?"

The first thing he thought of was whether he would miss the best time to deal with some complications, and then his medical records were not perfect, and he didn't explain more postoperative precautions to Gris.

"It couldn't be better, Gris would like to thank you in person." Lucius straightened his brown hair and straightened them to the sides.

"Where are they? Let's go there now. Hope Gris didn't feed her anything."

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In the observation classroom, because Kraft failed to wake up yesterday, everyone completely obeyed his order, did not move Liz, and let the girl sleep here all night.

Fortunately, someone didn't completely forget about the father and daughter. Liston also broke free from the celebration team, found the blanket brought by Lucius and put it on the patient. Today, he and Gris waited for Lise to wake up.

"I really don't know how to thank you." The father who had been forcing himself to calm down finally couldn't hold back his tears when his daughter woke up, "I still have some savings, if not enough, my tavern is worth a lot of money .”

"Not at all, really not at all." Kraft couldn't take it anymore, grabbed a piece of clean sackcloth that was not used up yesterday, and handed it to him, asking him to wipe away his tears. An unscrupulous black clinic accumulated by single-parent families.

Gris reminded the local part of Kraft's soul of his own grandfather.In his attitude towards the young Kraft, he can always show a care and seriousness that does not match the image of a reckless man, although sometimes the expression is not satisfactory.

He has seen such feelings in many parents, worrying about their children, dedicating unreservedly, and willing to trade anything for their safety and health.

Therefore, the disease is never limited to the patient, but affects the whole family, is the pain of more people, and affects various imaginable and unexpected aspects such as spirit and economy.

"Relax, money..." Kraft got stuck, not because he wanted to wait for Gris to quote a good price himself, but because he suddenly realized that he didn't know how to calculate it.

His understanding of the medical charges in this world is probably about the same as the ingredients of the herbal soup in the clinic.For the herbal soup, he knew that water was added, and for the fee, he knew that what he was charging was money, pure knowledge blind spot.

The herbalist in Wood Town came to the castle to see a doctor, and all he left was the family's small coffers. Old Wood looked at it, and Anderson calculated it. What does Kraft have to do with him?I haven't seen it.

"...Anyway, don't worry, let me see Liz first, today is the first day, and the cloth on the wound needs to be replaced." He quickly changed the subject, taking advantage of Liz's side, Gris couldn't see When it was time, look to Lucius and Liston for help.

Lucius shook his head in a daze. He was still a student, and his daily routine was nothing but reading and doing experiments with the professor. He didn't understand this.

On the contrary, Liston was as reliable as ever. After thinking for a while, he stuck his hand out of his sleeve and stretched out five fingers.

Kraft nodded in understanding, and bent down to look at Liz.

"Hello, Liz, do you still feel pain?"

Liz looked at the guy in black with vigilance. She still remembered being fed a mouthful of strange liquid by the man in black yesterday. She closed and opened her eyes, and when she woke up, she found a painful wound on her stomach.

"Liz, be obedient." Gris went to the side and knelt down, holding Liz's hand, which gave her a sense of security, "Tell the doctor what's uncomfortable."

"Here." Liz pointed at the wound, and continued to stare at Kraft with a defensive look.

Kraft glanced at her expression. The painful and flushed acute illness had faded away, and she had the energy to think about who she was. It should be just a little bit of normal wound pain after surgery.

He removed the gauze wrapped around Lise's waist, and took a look at the cloth on the wound. There was only a little blood oozing from it, and the wound was in good condition. There was no redness and swelling. He hoped that the condition inside would be the same.

"It looks good now, but don't think it's over."

Put a new piece of cloth on Liz's wound and fix it with a linen strip. Unfortunately, there is nothing that can be directly applied to disinfect it.Kraft missed it silently in his heart after being away from povidone-iodine solution for an unknown number of days.

If there is a chance, it is time to develop the technology of distilled alcohol, so that high-concentration alcohol can be used for disinfection.

"I should have stayed for a few more days to observe, but the environment of the college may not be suitable for the patient to recover." Kraft twisted the blanket on the stone platform, and it was fine for one night, and something happened if nothing happened after lying down for two nights. , "So let's go back. During this period of time, she is only allowed to drink something dilute."

"As for the wound, it will take six to seven days to heal on the outside. Try to avoid going out on the ground. I will remove the stitches when the time comes."

"Oh, by the way, about the consultation fee." Kraft patted his head, and Liston's five fingers flashed in front of his eyes, "Five silver coins?"

This understanding is based on Liston's actions, combined with the medical bills in the minds of visitors from other worlds.He thinks five kingdom silver coins are a little expensive, and one official coin like this can be worth two to three privately minted black silver coins depending on the specific situation.

He didn't say anything about silver coins specifically. If the price was higher, Gris could choose how many kingdom silver coins among the five.

Gris's reaction was different from what he had imagined.He froze in place, making sure Kraft wasn't joking.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, revealing the respectful expression that Kraft had seen many times in the past two days, but it was a little different.

Counting five kingdom silver coins from his purse and handing them to Kraft, Gris said earnestly, "From now on, your consumption in my tavern will be free, as long as I, Gris, are still alive, it will be valid forever."

Kraft, who got a permanent meal coupon inexplicably, watched Gris leave the classroom with Liz in his arms, and disappeared from sight. The man's eyes were still red before he left.

"Tsk." Liston made an inexplicable voice behind him, "Guess what Saint Simon will do when he comes back to life and sees you?"

"Huh?" Kraft realized that he might have misunderstood Liston's meaning just now, but the topic jumped too much. He, who hadn't touched the scriptures much, could only utter a simple interrogative word.

"He has to find a way to kill you, because of vicious competition." Lucius covered his face, "Go to church and find a priest who dares to ask for a few kingdom silver coins for a few words."

"Isn't it free?"

"What kind of blessing do you claim to be, how can it be free? Don't tell me you haven't been to church." Liston could smell resentment and sourness in his tone.

Kraft really didn't go to church very much, and his grandfather's respect for religion was limited to when they could control themselves, and the local part of the soul didn't have much religious habits in this kind of family.

The part of the alien world belongs to the kind of "pragmatic believers" who dance on the edge of the fire. Belief in God is like going to the toilet. When you read a few words in a hurry, you will never remember them afterwards. They are worse than heretics.

"I really don't know, but what does this have to do with us?" Kraft brought the topic back.

"I actually wanted to say five gold coins."

"Are you crazy?" Kraft was shocked, and it was true that he refreshed his view of money.

There are almost no privately minted models of gold coins, because except for Westminster gold coins, which are jointly minted by the king and several nobles, there is no one else who has the ability to use gold to mint coins.

Therefore, all gold coins default to Westminster gold coins. The diameter is less than one-half of the standard silver coin, and the thickness is only one-third, which is about the same as fifty cents in another world.

With such a small area, the tower of Fort Westminster was printed on it, and the side and edge patterns were innovatively added to prevent someone from wearing it off and then use it as a full amount.

The value of one Westminster gold coin is equivalent to seven kingdom silver coins, and it is generally only useful for large-value transactions, and is not widely circulated in the market.This underworld exchange ratio is not inherent, but because of changes in the price of precious metals, it has changed from the earliest one to five.

"This is the only one with a cross-age treatment method, and it also consumes drugs that I have never seen before." Liston stretched out five fingers, "The two lecturers took a day off from class to do it themselves, 35 silver coins is not too much for him ?Gris is not a poor person, and his savings are completely affordable."

"Then this operation is not universal at all, and not many people can afford it."

"Didn't you say the last little family secret medicine? Why is it still popular?" Liston had long felt doubts about the authenticity of this statement, but he didn't expect Kraft to change his mind so quickly.

"I changed my mind, don't worry about where it came from, anyway, it's not the last point now." Kraft looked in the direction where Gries and his daughter left, as if they could see their backs through the walls, "it is It's a bit dangerous, we'll talk about it after we observe Liz for a while."

"That means we will still have the opportunity to perform such an operation in the future?" Liston was overjoyed.

"Maybe, if there is no problem, maybe we are not the only ones. I will go back and sort out the main points of this case in terms of human body structure, and put it in my future lectures."

He said he was going to observe and observe again, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Liz's situation made him very satisfied. He was already preparing for more operations, but there was still the last straw to help him make up his mind.

Kraft packed up his things and walked out of the classroom, followed by Lucius, and the two returned to the professor's room.

"I want to talk about the black liquor." Kraft closed the door.The procedure of the operation can be relaxed, but Heiye still has to discuss it in private.

Lucius wasn't surprised by this, "I knew you'd realize its value sooner or later and change your mind."

"The professor..."

"When the instructor comes back, I will tell you that I gave you the idea. Anyway, it is a foregone conclusion. In any case, Professor Morrison's status as the discoverer of black liquid will not change."

"No, to put it another way, you just made a suggestion about using black liquid for surgery, and I decided to implement it. If there is any problem, Professor Kallman will come to me first." Kraft stopped Lucius' big bag embrace.

This matter has already stepped on the edge of the professor's confidentiality requirements. The main responsibility lies with Lucius' words, which are not conducive to the trust relationship between him and the professor. It is best to let yourself bear the blame.

"When the professor brings back their results, it will be decided to announce it. We just announced the true composition of the dilution together, which is not a violation of the confidentiality requirements." Based on this logic, Kraft felt that it was good, and at worst he said that he should Experiment requested by Professor Kalman.

One step from discovery to application is what Professor Kalman would be happy to see.

"So we can perform a large number of surgeries?" Lucius was as enthusiastic about this as Liston.

"Not far, we have to observe Liz for at least half a month, the longer the better." Kraft gave what he thought was a conservative time, "And you, also included in the scope of observation, once a day in the future Check, and I'll make a written record myself."

Liz's case made him gradually firm up his idea of ​​using black liquid, but it was far from losing his mind.

"If there is no problem, we will accept patients who can only be treated with surgery in a small range and continue to observe. Maybe until the professor comes back, we will still control it in a small scale."

This was Kraft's plan, slowly and carefully rolled out.When the professor came back, he also completed the preliminary verification, and expanded the scale after reaching an agreement with Kalman to benefit as large a scope as possible.

(End of this chapter)