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Chapter 613 Midwife training program, start class!
Of course there is no hair growth magic.

Even if there was, Gretel wouldn't.

Of course, this does not prevent the operation from being completed to 100%, nor does it prevent Gretel from easily earning 850 gold coins (this is the key point).

Although when Sir Harrington left, he looked at Gretel with a very sad look, which reminded Gretel of a shaved dog...

Gretel shrugged and continued to plunge into the laboratory to fight the blood test magic.One day, two days, no clue at all.On the third day, Pastor Joanna excitedly informed him:
I have negotiated with several poor workhouses in Nevis and the midwives employed by the poor workhouse. The day after tomorrow will be the day when the first class will be given and the training will be conducted to standardize delivery!
"That's really good news."

Gretel murmured.

There are three poor houses in Nevis. Two years ago, the number of poor people accommodated was more than 2000, less than [-].There are about [-] poor people receiving out-of-hospital relief—that is, regular cash and in-kind relief.

And medical services are also part of the relief for the poor, which is purchased by the city hall.These include hiring midwives to deliver babies, and the compensation is the average price of poor people's delivery: one silver coin for each service provided.

There are not many midwives who accept this employment, only a dozen or so.At this moment, Joanna got through the relationship with the poor house and got them all.

Before Gretel entered the classroom, he heard them chatting and joking in rough voices.From time to time, he patted his thigh, and his piercing laughter could be heard through the door:
"Let me tell you, I delivered a woman the other day. She was pretty, and she looked like a nice girl. But guess what—no wedding ring! That kind of woman,"

She let out a disdainful snort through her nose, as if to emphasize how chaste and pious she was:

"It's better to be dead!"

Gretel pushed the door open silently and went in.In an instant, the whole classroom was silent.The old woman who was speaking hurriedly stuffed the wine bottle into her pocket. In a panic, the cork of the wine bottle was knocked off the ground, and she bent down to pick it up again:

With a "pop", the green glass wine bottle fell to the ground, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

Gretel pretended not to see anything.Standing on the podium, he glanced slowly over their gray hair under their black turbans, over their slightly stooped bodies, over their cuffs and skirts, the old blood stains that couldn't be washed off.Well, the hygiene situation is worrying...

Joanna followed him in.The young priestess stood on the edge of the pulpit, pointed at Gretel, and raised her voice:

"This is Master Nordmark, a sixth-level magician, a sixth-level priest of the God of Nature, and the owner of the Oak Grove Medical Center. Stand up!"

The midwives rose unevenly, or bowed, or curtseyed.His mouth was ambiguous, muttering things like "I have seen the mage", "Salute to the priest".

Although he was saluting, he looked at Gretel with a mixture of fear, doubt and contempt, as if saying:
What did this man bring us here for?
This man is going to deliver a woman?
This man, wants to teach us to deliver women? !

Gretel pretended not to hear.He raised his right hand and pressed down slightly, with a calm voice:

"You may not know who I am. I am the owner of this medical center; I am the inventor of the vaccinia that spread throughout the city a while ago and everyone must be vaccinated; The supply of clean drinking water in the city, and the construction of public toilets throughout the city.”

Visible to the naked eye, the eyes of the midwives were shocked by fear, and admired by shock.Each of them had personally experienced the incidents that caused a stir in the whole city, and talked about who was the promoter.So, it's the one in front of me? !

"I'm not telling you how high my status is by saying these words." Gretel glanced at all of them, and continued to speak calmly:
"I just want to tell you that I have always cared deeply about the sick, the weak, and the poor. Maternal women are also part of the medical system that needs to be taken care of, and you are the most direct care of the maternity. Therefore, I refer you to Come, train you—”

His tone suddenly turned harsh:

"In addition, I said these words to let you know that I am in the city hall and have considerable influence. If anyone can't learn, doesn't learn well, and doesn't follow what I teach, I can easily do it and let The workhouse won't hire you!"

The threat was straightforward, real, and easy to understand.And the midwives sitting under the podium immediately became noisy:
"What can we not learn?"

"I don't even know how to read, how could I learn this! My lord pastor, you can't be unreasonable!"

"My poor little Lila... In my life, I have given birth to 13 children and died 11. Only this granddaughter is by my side... If I am fired, how will she live!"

Arguing, arguing, crying, almost slipping out on the spot, patting the ground and crying.A dozen or so people quarreled with the momentum of more than twenty people.Even the little snake stuck its head out from the oak stick, sticking out its tongue to see the scene.

Gretel really wanted to support his forehead, but he couldn't lose his momentum.Instead, Joanna stepped forward, slapped the table hard, and made a loud noise:
"Shut up! I don't know about you yet?! No one else knows how many characters you know, how many things you know, and how you do your daily work. Naturally, our pastor doesn't know?!"

She stared fiercely at the women below, the flame patterns on her cheeks were so bright that she almost flew out of her body.After a short drink, all the midwives shut up.

... My sister is mighty.

Gretel silently gave her a thumbs up.

Joanna didn't look at him.She looked down oppressively, and continued to shout:
"What I teach you won't make you unable to understand or learn, but you don't even want to cheat! —— Now, stand up for me and do the simplest thing first! Roll up your Sleeves, rolled up above the elbows, wash your hands!"

Turn on the tap.

Pick up the soap.

Seven-step hand washing method.

If possible, brush your hands three times.

Clothes worn during delivery and all delivery instruments used are all sterilized.

This alone can make the mortality rate of mothers and infants plummet——

In the 19th century, Dr. Semmelweis, the "father of hand hygiene", reduced the maternal mortality rate from 12% to 1% with this rule;

Newborn mortality in rural Nepal fell by 44% because birth attendants washed their hands, researchers at the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health—the world's number one public health school—report. % as much.

Yes, wash your hands.

Just wash your hands.

"Before giving birth, when touching mothers, and when touching babies, I wash my hands! If you can't even do this well, don't do this business!"

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