It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?
Chapter 318 Penicillin, magical power explosion!
Chapter 318 Penicillin, magical power explosion! (5 rewards plus [-])
Gretel watched for a moment, left the little monster upstairs to continue working, and walked downstairs quickly.Whether he looks at it or not, Little Goblin always works like that, he won't waste his work, and won't lower the quality of the product.So, on this side, you can rest assured for the time being.
Now it was the production—and quality—of penicillin that required his closer attention.
The production room was steaming.Headed by Pastor Matthew, the six pastors each faced a beaker, with their eyes slightly closed, chanting.The palms, fingertips, and green light fell on the little bacteria in the beaker, and soon dyed the whole beaker green.
In the production room, the only female apprentice with experience in cultivating penicillium fungus walked around lightly and quickly, stopping in front of a certain beaker from time to time, closing her eyes to perceive for a moment, and whispering various key points:
"Pay attention to the temperature of the culture medium..."
"The culture medium must be stirred constantly..."
"To keep it alive..."
Gretel stood quietly at the door of the production room for a while.After the female apprentice made her rounds, she walked towards him lightly and quickly, asking for instructions in a low voice:
"Sir, is it okay? Is this speed enough?"
"Far from enough."
Gretel shook his head firmly.
The production efficiency of six people is indeed much higher than that of one person. At least as far as Grete saw, the amount produced in this wave is equivalent to their usual daily output.
But now, what they need is to produce the usual output of 500 or even 1000 days in one day!
"Annivea," he tried to relax his brows, encouraging the female apprentice:
"I know you've worked hard—you've all worked hard. But now, we need to increase our production capacity by 100 times, 200 times to save these patients. Work hard, their lives are in your hands!—— When will Elder Wood arrive?"
The last sentence was addressed to Pastor Matthew.When sending the patient to the hospital, Pastor Matthew had already sensed that something was wrong, so he sent an urgent message to Elder Wood with a method unique to the church.However, Gretel has no idea where the elder is now and when he can arrive——
"I'm here!" Said that everyone had arrived, and Elder Wood rushed in in a hurry.There were five or six priests following behind, obviously pulling all the people of the church nearby who could be pulled over.After entering the door and looking left and right, he said to Gretel:
"Do you want this little thing to grow longer? Leave it to me, and I'll help!"
"Not only that, the main thing is to make it secrete more effective substances, which can kill bacteria—"
Gretel hurriedly explained to Elder Wood.After a brief description, it demonstrated the effect of Penicillium dropping into Staphylococcus aureus to inhibit the killing of bacteria.Then, take Elder Wood to the magic circle for extraction, let him watch the process of filtration, centrifugation, adding sodium hydroxide, and magic purification——
"What is needed is this kind of substance. It can make Penicillium grow more and secrete more of this kind of substance. It is the best, and it can save the patient's life!"
"I see." Elder Wood's eyes were half-closed the whole time, and he seemed to be distracted, but Gretel knew that he was using magic power to perceive every detail.After the demonstration, he immediately drove Gretel away:
"I'll do the production, you go and do yours!"
"Let me work together! The syringes are still being produced, and they need to be sterilized after production. We still have an hour and a half!"
Elder Wood readily agreed.He and Gretel stepped into the production room hand in hand, walked through the production process of penicillium, and soon began to give orders:
"You two, level one and level two, are responsible for the first round of spawning of Penicillium!"
"The two of you, Level [-] and Level [-], are in charge of the second round of spawning!"
"Don't use small pots, use the biggest pots to spawn vines, and connect the three levels of pots! Matthew, you take the other ones above level five to be responsible for the third round of spawning! One person is responsible for stirring, and one person is in charge Input the gas of burning fire, and everyone else is responsible for outputting the power of nature to make these little things grow!"
"Leave me the task of optimizing the strain!"
Gretel looked at Elder Wood with shocked eyes.He vaguely remembered listening to gossips from classmates majoring in pharmacy. The current industrial production of penicillin is indeed a process of one doubling, two doubling, and then mass production in large jars.Elder, you rubbed it out empty-handed?
He turned his head and ran away: "You don't need to collect the fire gas! I'm going to install an electrolysis device!"
Isn't it electrolyzed water?Isn't it just that a little sodium hydroxide needs to be added to the electrolyzed water?Now the mage's tower is fully producing bleaching powder, as a by-product of sodium hydroxide, how much, how much!
The arrival of Elder Wood has accelerated the entire production process.The entire mage tower was booming and spinning at high speed.
The flame swallowed, and the cornstarch gurgled and boiled, and then quickly dropped to the appropriate temperature under the cooling magic.The centrifuge rotated at full speed, and the humming sound rang out, even the invisible servants in the magic tower ran.
The tower spirit MOSS is fixed in the core of the magic tower, without long legs, and can only admire Gretel:
"Master, I have never seen our magic tower work so efficiently..."
When the first batch of 600 syringes were produced and the high-temperature disinfection was completed, the small bottle containing penicillin sodium was laid out in 10*10 pieces in front of Gretel.
100 bottles, 4.8 grams per bottle, 800 million units.
— Enough for the first batch at least.Enough for the most urgent and dangerous batch of patients.
The big stone on Gretel's chest finally loosened a little.He bowed deeply to Elder Wood:
"Elder, thank you so much! —Thanks for being here! These penicillium fungus, please take them to continue spawning, the more the better! I only worry about too little here, and I don't worry about not being able to use up the output! After finishing one Hurry up and send it to me, it’s urgent!”
He picked up two boxes—the small one containing penicillin, and the large one containing 600 sterilized syringes—stuffed them into the space bag and rushed to the infectious disease hospital.It's been over an hour, how are the patients doing?How many people have become critically ill?Are there any patients who were too late to be rescued and died?
Gretel was distraught.Even if he told himself repeatedly that it would take 2 to 3 days from the onset of intestinal anthrax to the death of sepsis, he couldn't help but feel anxious.The magic horse was considerate and ran fast and steadily, but Gretel couldn't help urging him again and again. If it wasn't for his limited riding skills and lack of tools at hand, he would have used his whip and spurs.
"Drive, drive, drive!" Gretel kept yelling while lying on the horse's back.From the mage's tower to the infectious disease hospital, it was only about one kilometer away, and the magic horse arrived quickly under full gallop.Seeing the hospital gate from a distance, Gretel suddenly reined in the horse:
what happened?
This is his hospital for infectious diseases, not a prison, nor is it staged a zombie siege!
"Let me out! Let me out!" On the side of the hospital, on the high fence, seven or eight people were desperately climbing over.On the outside of the wall, a group of uniformed patrol soldiers held their spears upside down, and stabbed them back forcefully:
"Why are you running away? Don't you know that you have been hit by the plague?! Let you go out now, you may get sick at any time, and you will fall down somewhere! The mage is kind enough to keep you here to watch, you don't know what to do! Die It doesn’t matter if you are outside, drag the people of the whole city to die with you, and you will not be able to enter the Kingdom of God!”
Gretel: "..." That's not a big deal. One advantage of anthrax is that human-to-human transmission is still relatively rare...
The patrolmen poked and cursed vigorously.Gretel had seen three or four people being prodded, while others were still alive and climbing.Amidst the commotion, two men in black left the carriage and rushed over, but they were the action team of the Emergency Management Department.The leading magician raised his voice:
"Why are you yelling at them?!"
He drank a magic character and pointed at the wall casually.A tiny magical light flashed, and the eyes of the people on the wall showed confusion. They all let go of their hands and jumped off the wall.
He rode his horse and ran to the door of the hospital, thanking him by the way.The magician who made the shot smiled calmly:
"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just a shot of [Charm Human] to calm them down. In our emergency management department, every magician has to practice it. It's especially useful when dealing with large-scale riots among the people—"
Before he finished speaking, another head appeared on the wall, but it was just charmed before.The magic worked before, and the patrolling guards relaxed a little bit, and didn't poke with their spears in time.I saw that person struggled to climb over the wall, rolled and fell, and fell to the ground.Getting up, I didn't even have time to stand upright, so I ran out desperately.
The two guards cursed and immediately chased after him.The man who climbed over the wall was obviously a little bit injured, and he was limping when he ran, and was quickly escorted by the guards.Gretel saw at a glance that it was a brown-haired boy, struggling and yelling:
"Let me out! If I don't go to work, the boss will fire me!"
... Unemployment is fiercer than a tiger.Gretel secretly sighed: The threat of unemployment is really too powerful. It can make the beater break his head and go to work, and write code after waking up in the ICU after losing too much blood. It can also make the beater in this world , has the power to fight against [Charm Human]...
Thinking of his life as a laborer in his previous life, he secretly shed tears of sympathy for himself.The boy's arms were cut behind the back by two guards, and he shouted desperately:
"Let me out! I found a job with great difficulty yesterday! I'm unemployed, my brother can't study without my salary! And my mother and Lila! They are all sick, and they have to rely on money for medical treatment. I'll earn it!"
……Ugh.
All beings are suffering.
Gretel sighed slightly.The boy struggled to be escorted past him, suddenly stretched out his head as hard as he could, and shouted to him:
"Sir! Mister Magician! What happened to my mother? What happened to Lila? Save them! Please, save them!"
Gretel had heard such hoarse shouts countless times in his previous life, and every time without exception, he felt pity.But when it comes to life and death, how can he find the strength to reverse it.The infectious disease hospital was full of patients. He didn't know how many critically ill patients there were. He didn't even know who the boy's mother and sister were.
As for the problem of unemployment after being quarantined, even the government in his previous life couldn't solve it, so what can he do alone?
Gretel couldn't even look at the boy's pleading eyes and say "We will do our best" to him like in his previous life.He could only be cruel, turned his head away, and rushed into the hospital quickly.As soon as you enter the lobby, ask Leon Carlos who is coordinating at the door:
"What's going on now? How many critically ill patients are there?"
God bless, the first batch of penicillin he brought over must be enough!
****
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Gretel watched for a moment, left the little monster upstairs to continue working, and walked downstairs quickly.Whether he looks at it or not, Little Goblin always works like that, he won't waste his work, and won't lower the quality of the product.So, on this side, you can rest assured for the time being.
Now it was the production—and quality—of penicillin that required his closer attention.
The production room was steaming.Headed by Pastor Matthew, the six pastors each faced a beaker, with their eyes slightly closed, chanting.The palms, fingertips, and green light fell on the little bacteria in the beaker, and soon dyed the whole beaker green.
In the production room, the only female apprentice with experience in cultivating penicillium fungus walked around lightly and quickly, stopping in front of a certain beaker from time to time, closing her eyes to perceive for a moment, and whispering various key points:
"Pay attention to the temperature of the culture medium..."
"The culture medium must be stirred constantly..."
"To keep it alive..."
Gretel stood quietly at the door of the production room for a while.After the female apprentice made her rounds, she walked towards him lightly and quickly, asking for instructions in a low voice:
"Sir, is it okay? Is this speed enough?"
"Far from enough."
Gretel shook his head firmly.
The production efficiency of six people is indeed much higher than that of one person. At least as far as Grete saw, the amount produced in this wave is equivalent to their usual daily output.
But now, what they need is to produce the usual output of 500 or even 1000 days in one day!
"Annivea," he tried to relax his brows, encouraging the female apprentice:
"I know you've worked hard—you've all worked hard. But now, we need to increase our production capacity by 100 times, 200 times to save these patients. Work hard, their lives are in your hands!—— When will Elder Wood arrive?"
The last sentence was addressed to Pastor Matthew.When sending the patient to the hospital, Pastor Matthew had already sensed that something was wrong, so he sent an urgent message to Elder Wood with a method unique to the church.However, Gretel has no idea where the elder is now and when he can arrive——
"I'm here!" Said that everyone had arrived, and Elder Wood rushed in in a hurry.There were five or six priests following behind, obviously pulling all the people of the church nearby who could be pulled over.After entering the door and looking left and right, he said to Gretel:
"Do you want this little thing to grow longer? Leave it to me, and I'll help!"
"Not only that, the main thing is to make it secrete more effective substances, which can kill bacteria—"
Gretel hurriedly explained to Elder Wood.After a brief description, it demonstrated the effect of Penicillium dropping into Staphylococcus aureus to inhibit the killing of bacteria.Then, take Elder Wood to the magic circle for extraction, let him watch the process of filtration, centrifugation, adding sodium hydroxide, and magic purification——
"What is needed is this kind of substance. It can make Penicillium grow more and secrete more of this kind of substance. It is the best, and it can save the patient's life!"
"I see." Elder Wood's eyes were half-closed the whole time, and he seemed to be distracted, but Gretel knew that he was using magic power to perceive every detail.After the demonstration, he immediately drove Gretel away:
"I'll do the production, you go and do yours!"
"Let me work together! The syringes are still being produced, and they need to be sterilized after production. We still have an hour and a half!"
Elder Wood readily agreed.He and Gretel stepped into the production room hand in hand, walked through the production process of penicillium, and soon began to give orders:
"You two, level one and level two, are responsible for the first round of spawning of Penicillium!"
"The two of you, Level [-] and Level [-], are in charge of the second round of spawning!"
"Don't use small pots, use the biggest pots to spawn vines, and connect the three levels of pots! Matthew, you take the other ones above level five to be responsible for the third round of spawning! One person is responsible for stirring, and one person is in charge Input the gas of burning fire, and everyone else is responsible for outputting the power of nature to make these little things grow!"
"Leave me the task of optimizing the strain!"
Gretel looked at Elder Wood with shocked eyes.He vaguely remembered listening to gossips from classmates majoring in pharmacy. The current industrial production of penicillin is indeed a process of one doubling, two doubling, and then mass production in large jars.Elder, you rubbed it out empty-handed?
He turned his head and ran away: "You don't need to collect the fire gas! I'm going to install an electrolysis device!"
Isn't it electrolyzed water?Isn't it just that a little sodium hydroxide needs to be added to the electrolyzed water?Now the mage's tower is fully producing bleaching powder, as a by-product of sodium hydroxide, how much, how much!
The arrival of Elder Wood has accelerated the entire production process.The entire mage tower was booming and spinning at high speed.
The flame swallowed, and the cornstarch gurgled and boiled, and then quickly dropped to the appropriate temperature under the cooling magic.The centrifuge rotated at full speed, and the humming sound rang out, even the invisible servants in the magic tower ran.
The tower spirit MOSS is fixed in the core of the magic tower, without long legs, and can only admire Gretel:
"Master, I have never seen our magic tower work so efficiently..."
When the first batch of 600 syringes were produced and the high-temperature disinfection was completed, the small bottle containing penicillin sodium was laid out in 10*10 pieces in front of Gretel.
100 bottles, 4.8 grams per bottle, 800 million units.
— Enough for the first batch at least.Enough for the most urgent and dangerous batch of patients.
The big stone on Gretel's chest finally loosened a little.He bowed deeply to Elder Wood:
"Elder, thank you so much! —Thanks for being here! These penicillium fungus, please take them to continue spawning, the more the better! I only worry about too little here, and I don't worry about not being able to use up the output! After finishing one Hurry up and send it to me, it’s urgent!”
He picked up two boxes—the small one containing penicillin, and the large one containing 600 sterilized syringes—stuffed them into the space bag and rushed to the infectious disease hospital.It's been over an hour, how are the patients doing?How many people have become critically ill?Are there any patients who were too late to be rescued and died?
Gretel was distraught.Even if he told himself repeatedly that it would take 2 to 3 days from the onset of intestinal anthrax to the death of sepsis, he couldn't help but feel anxious.The magic horse was considerate and ran fast and steadily, but Gretel couldn't help urging him again and again. If it wasn't for his limited riding skills and lack of tools at hand, he would have used his whip and spurs.
"Drive, drive, drive!" Gretel kept yelling while lying on the horse's back.From the mage's tower to the infectious disease hospital, it was only about one kilometer away, and the magic horse arrived quickly under full gallop.Seeing the hospital gate from a distance, Gretel suddenly reined in the horse:
what happened?
This is his hospital for infectious diseases, not a prison, nor is it staged a zombie siege!
"Let me out! Let me out!" On the side of the hospital, on the high fence, seven or eight people were desperately climbing over.On the outside of the wall, a group of uniformed patrol soldiers held their spears upside down, and stabbed them back forcefully:
"Why are you running away? Don't you know that you have been hit by the plague?! Let you go out now, you may get sick at any time, and you will fall down somewhere! The mage is kind enough to keep you here to watch, you don't know what to do! Die It doesn’t matter if you are outside, drag the people of the whole city to die with you, and you will not be able to enter the Kingdom of God!”
Gretel: "..." That's not a big deal. One advantage of anthrax is that human-to-human transmission is still relatively rare...
The patrolmen poked and cursed vigorously.Gretel had seen three or four people being prodded, while others were still alive and climbing.Amidst the commotion, two men in black left the carriage and rushed over, but they were the action team of the Emergency Management Department.The leading magician raised his voice:
"Why are you yelling at them?!"
He drank a magic character and pointed at the wall casually.A tiny magical light flashed, and the eyes of the people on the wall showed confusion. They all let go of their hands and jumped off the wall.
He rode his horse and ran to the door of the hospital, thanking him by the way.The magician who made the shot smiled calmly:
"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just a shot of [Charm Human] to calm them down. In our emergency management department, every magician has to practice it. It's especially useful when dealing with large-scale riots among the people—"
Before he finished speaking, another head appeared on the wall, but it was just charmed before.The magic worked before, and the patrolling guards relaxed a little bit, and didn't poke with their spears in time.I saw that person struggled to climb over the wall, rolled and fell, and fell to the ground.Getting up, I didn't even have time to stand upright, so I ran out desperately.
The two guards cursed and immediately chased after him.The man who climbed over the wall was obviously a little bit injured, and he was limping when he ran, and was quickly escorted by the guards.Gretel saw at a glance that it was a brown-haired boy, struggling and yelling:
"Let me out! If I don't go to work, the boss will fire me!"
... Unemployment is fiercer than a tiger.Gretel secretly sighed: The threat of unemployment is really too powerful. It can make the beater break his head and go to work, and write code after waking up in the ICU after losing too much blood. It can also make the beater in this world , has the power to fight against [Charm Human]...
Thinking of his life as a laborer in his previous life, he secretly shed tears of sympathy for himself.The boy's arms were cut behind the back by two guards, and he shouted desperately:
"Let me out! I found a job with great difficulty yesterday! I'm unemployed, my brother can't study without my salary! And my mother and Lila! They are all sick, and they have to rely on money for medical treatment. I'll earn it!"
……Ugh.
All beings are suffering.
Gretel sighed slightly.The boy struggled to be escorted past him, suddenly stretched out his head as hard as he could, and shouted to him:
"Sir! Mister Magician! What happened to my mother? What happened to Lila? Save them! Please, save them!"
Gretel had heard such hoarse shouts countless times in his previous life, and every time without exception, he felt pity.But when it comes to life and death, how can he find the strength to reverse it.The infectious disease hospital was full of patients. He didn't know how many critically ill patients there were. He didn't even know who the boy's mother and sister were.
As for the problem of unemployment after being quarantined, even the government in his previous life couldn't solve it, so what can he do alone?
Gretel couldn't even look at the boy's pleading eyes and say "We will do our best" to him like in his previous life.He could only be cruel, turned his head away, and rushed into the hospital quickly.As soon as you enter the lobby, ask Leon Carlos who is coordinating at the door:
"What's going on now? How many critically ill patients are there?"
God bless, the first batch of penicillin he brought over must be enough!
****
3000 words!
Finished another 6000 words today!
Another update has been done!
Tomorrow I can finally write only 4000 words, I don’t believe you can tip 100 yuan in one night...
Ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for book review, ask for various...
It's the end of the month, hand over the remaining monthly tickets for this month!In addition, ask for a guaranteed monthly pass for the next month!
(End of this chapter)
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