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Chapter 320 The essence of courage endowed by magic is this? (Fengxue Yiling Wan Rewards plus more)

"What specific medicine?"

The archbishop of the God of War Temple was immediately attracted.When the army moves, the first headache is the plague, and the second headache is the large number of casualties on the battlefield.Even if the latter loses one thousand, he can still kill eight hundred enemies, while the former, without encountering anything, can inexplicably sicken a bunch of people, or even kill a bunch of people.

Non-combat attrition or something hurts morale the most.

He looked at Bishop Sullivan, and Bishop Sullivan looked at Gretel.Before Gretel had time to explain, another person squeezed in from the crowd and hurriedly asked:
"What special medicine? You just made it? Is it only effective for this plague? Can it be mass-produced?"

A whole bunch of questions were thrown over me.Gretel took a look, hey, acquaintance!

It was Old Sam who asked the question, the member of the judging committee with the horn of Thunder; next to Old Sam, the one who nodded silently but had unusually focused eyes was the member of the Protection School.Behind them, the mage Tolgar stuck out half his head and stared at him without blinking.

They're all acquaintances, and they're all from my own family. If you want me to say something, then I'll say it!Gretel took out an empty bottle from his pocket and raised his hand to Old Sam:

"That's it. It's used up. I'm waiting for the next batch to arrive. Not long after it was made, it's still being improved. Not only is it effective against this plague, but it can also contain many common diseases and plagues." For example, diphtheria, Such as scarlet fever, such as meningitis...

Of course, dysentery, cholera, plague, tuberculosis, these same common plagues, penicillin can't handle them.I have to go to the soil to separate, cultivate, and purify, and try to toss out things like streptomycin.

The eyes of several big brothers lit up.Gretel pretended not to notice, and went on:

"Especially trauma infection, with it, many can be effectively controlled."

!!!

Bishop Sullivan took a step forward on the spot.Although the archbishop of the God of War Temple didn't have such a big reaction, his eyes lit up.

After a big battle, no matter how many priests there are, it is impossible to take care of all the wounded soldiers. Most of the wounded soldiers died of infection - no one understands this probability better than them.

If the small bottle of medicine in Gretel's hand really had the effect on the plague patients that he sensed just now, it would be a weapon on the battlefield!

Especially for those squads that perform lurking and sabotage missions, it is inconvenient to carry a healer. Having such a bottle of medicine is equivalent to carrying a bottle of holy water on your body!

The archbishop was quite reserved, his face remained unchanged, and he only glanced at Bishop Sullivan.The bishop has already blurted out the question:
"Master Nordmark, can this medicine be mass-produced? Can it be sold externally? How much does a bottle cost? How many sales?"

"cough--"

Old Sam gave a mock cough.Gretel immediately took a step aside:
"Because of the urgent need, Elder Wood led a group of people to help me produce it with divine magic. A more efficient mass production method is still being researched, and if it is really produced, will it be sold—"

He glanced at the big magicians around him, and the meaning was clear: such an important material, I, a third-level little magician, can't make the decision, I'm afraid the review will make a decision.The archbishop gave a "hmm", and in the crowd behind him, some pastor murmured in a low voice:
"It's them again..."

Obviously knowing what Gretel was developing in the mage tower, and obviously their apprentices worked with the group of the God of Nature, and when it came time to produce results, it was time to step up there...

There is no way.Gretel secretly spread his hands.The pastor of the God of Nature has expertise in things like producing penicillin. What can he do... Chemically synthesize penicillin or something, forgive him for not being able to, even if he could, the Temple of the God of War doesn't seem to be good at chemical engineering?

Gretel complained silently.The smile on his face is sincere and full of seriousness:

"However, there is a problem with this special drug, that is, some people are not suitable for their physique and are prone to special reactions. Rash, dermatitis, anemia, nephritis, the most serious ones will cause the patient to be out of breath, blood pressure drops rapidly, and shock Even death. So be sure to try it in very small doses before using it.”

The archbishop nodded slightly, and took a step back to the side.He didn't speak, and didn't intend to leave, as if he wanted to observe the effect of this special medicine with his own eyes.Gretel also bowed to them and continued to work.

Hey, there are still so many patients who need injections. Although he is a doctor, he can only assume the role of a nurse at a critical moment...

Check the patient, draw medicine, inject, record; check the patient again, draw medicine, inject, record.Gretel used up all the medicines on hand in one go, and went to patrol the ward to observe the patients who were being injected by the apprentices.Thank goodness, none of these critically ill patients has died so far...

After a batch of medicine was finished, the mage tower sent a batch of new medicine soon.This time, the visiting group of the temple and the judging meeting almost never stopped, watching Gretel prepare the skin test solution and give the patient a skin test.The great magician in the protection department even tried it himself:
"Take a bottle of 4.8 grams of penicillin, add 40 milliliters of normal saline, shake vigorously to make it fully dissolved (during the process, I even stirred it with magic);

Draw 1 ml into it with a 0.1 ml syringe and add 0.9 ml of normal saline;
Draw 0.1 ml from it and add 0.9 ml of normal saline;
Then draw... join... draw... join...

Ah—why is it so troublesome..."

Gretel looked at him with pity and helplessness.Am I thinking so?I don't want to either!I didn't do these jobs at all in my previous life. They were all done by nurses. I didn't know how annoying they were until I started them.However, the operating procedures in the book were written in detail line by line, and he didn't dare to go one step further...

Maybe the great magician's hands are relatively damp, maybe some steps were overlooked when shaking and absorbing.In short, after the great magician finished the round of injections, when he turned around to inspect, he saw the fifth patient, and an apprentice shouted in front of him:

"Sir—there's something wrong with this patient! It doesn't feel right!"

Gretel's heart tightened, and he ran away following the sound.On the hospital bed, a patient had cyanotic lips, cold sweat all over his body, and was already in a semi-comatose state.Gretel leaned over to feel the pulse, and felt the pulse under his fingertips was thin and fast. Based on experience, his blood pressure had already dropped rapidly.

Oops!

Allergic to penicillin!

This patient is also unlucky, he has become allergic to this at the skin test stage... Looking at the symptoms, it is the most serious anaphylactic shock!
"Come on!"

He threw a healing technique backhand.Then, shout out:

"Come on! Rescue!"

With so many high-level healers around, of course they should call for reinforcements immediately!

White light flickers.The great magician of the protection department also dabbled in medical magic, and then threw two or three healing spells.Detoxification, healing minor injuries, rejuvenation...

It's not a particularly strong spell, but it's quite fast, and all situations have been considered.However, the patient's vital signs fluctuated up and down, sometimes stronger and sometimes weaker, and he was barely hanging, and he couldn't see that the magic spell was effective for the symptom and treatment.

"what's the situation?"

A group of people rushed in at the door of the ward.Gretel looked up:

"It's the situation I mentioned! The adverse reaction of this kind of special drug, if it is serious, it is the kind that is easy to kill!"

"But didn't you try it with a small dose?!"

"I'm not allergic to this medicine, it only depends on the individual's physique, not on the dosage!" Gretel stared at the patient with a sharp tone.It is said that talking about toxicity without dosage is a hooligan, but what is more counterintuitive is that it really doesn’t tell you about dosage when it comes to penicillin allergy…

Over the years of clinical practice in his previous life, he had encountered more than one case of shock during the skin test!
He even heard gossip from his peers that someone just accompanied a patient to the hospital and inhaled penicillin molecules in the air (although he didn't know how to inhale it), and then went into anaphylactic shock...

"Then how to rescue it?"

The Archbishop of the God of War Temple spoke in a deep voice.Gretel opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say:
Inject 0.5~1 mg epinephrine?

Add corticosteroids and antihistamines if necessary?

Or, hurry up and kill a sheep in the mage tower next door, smash the adrenal glands of the sheep, and swallow them for the sick?
——This patient is close to coma, and he can't swallow it!
His thoughts turned.The purpose of adrenaline is to relieve bronchial smooth muscle spasm, make peripheral capillaries constrict, and raise blood pressure...

"Is there any magic or divine technique that can constrict blood vessels?" He said while thinking, speaking faster and faster:
"Can make people breathe smoothly, the heart beats strong, and the spirits are uplifted?"

What about reducing vascular permeability, reducing gland secretion, mast cells, eosinophils, etc. I will not talk about it for the time being. I will pick a few things that the bigwigs can understand and see if they have a solution... …

"That's all it takes?" The two great magicians and the archbishop said in unison.The two sides looked at each other, and Old Sam raised his hand:

"After you--"

The archbishop of the God of War Temple did his part.He clasped his hands in front of his chest, made a standard prayer posture, and muttered to himself.After a few words, the voice suddenly became high:

"May the God of War bless his people! Give him the courage and confidence to face powerful enemies! May he not be afraid, shrink back, or panic—"

In the sound of prayer, he pushed his hands forward, and a red light shone on the patient.Gretel knelt beside the patient, pressed his fingers on his wrist veins, and felt the pulse under his fingertips getting stronger and stronger, and the breathing of the allergic patient also became stronger and stronger.Saved?Really saved?

"Inspiration." Behind Gretel, old Sam's voice was neither high nor low, pointing to Gretel:
"The Temple of God of War is a very useful little magic. The level is not high, and the effect mainly depends on the atmosphere of the environment and the popularity of the caster. There are similar spells in magic, and they are only second-level. You can go to Confusion Control when you are free. Go ask for advice."

But that patient is already in a coma!Can casting spells like this be useful?

...So this magical technique, the courage injected into the patient's body, is a shot of adrenaline? !
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　The overall incidence of penicillin allergy is 3% to 10%, but most of them are type II and type III allergies. If it is not serious, it will disappear after stopping the drug.The most severe type I, namely anaphylactic shock, has an incidence rate of (0.4~1.5)/0.1 people taking medicine, and a mortality rate of about [-]/[-].

　　So Grete took a gamble. After all, it takes a few minutes to die from allergies, but it takes two or three days to die from anthrax until he develops toxemia...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)