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

Chapter 626 If you can't fight, learn from him, and then spread it out on a large scale
Aunt Salia quickly answered the call.

This nun is the leader of all the female priests in the Great Temple of Nevis.He is over seventy years old, and his spellcasting level is as high as level 12. Because he has been soaked in the grace of the goddess, he looks like a man of fifty, with strands of silver on his temples, not yet completely white.

She took the material from the head priest with her thin fingers, and read it ten lines at a glance.After reading it once, and then again, the nasolabial folds on his face became deeper and deeper, his expression was stern, and even faintly sad:
"Two months, 200 people, none of them died?—Is it reliable?"

"It should be reliable." Priest Moria nodded cautiously:

"Perry stayed in the Oak Grove Medical Center for almost a month. As far as he knows, he did not see any maternal deaths. Moreover, I have also paid attention to this Nordmark master. I have never heard of any falsification in the papers published before." things."

"You're talking about the heart surgery?"

Aunt Salia took a deep breath.

The number of cases related to bacteria and infectious diseases was huge, and she did not verify them one by one. However, heart surgery has attracted much attention, and she found out the addresses of ten cases through her relationship, and visited them one by one:
Each of them is real and has lived for a month.And in the query system of the White Tower, even the angiographic images of each case can be found, the heart beating, the blood flow spurting, and the comparison between before and after is clear and vivid.

"Salia, in the name of the goddess, I want to ask you a question. Over the years, our temple has taken care of the mothers who gave birth. What is the approximate death rate?"

Salia's face immediately became heavy.

In the teachings of the goddess, protecting the family and taking care of women and children are very important responsibilities, and most of the female priests in the temple are also doing this.

From the little girl who entered the temple for training back then, to the leader of the female priests of the Great Temple, she has taken care of more than a hundred pregnant women and delivered babies.Those screams, pain and death are vivid in my mind without recalling——

"At least one percent," she murmured. "Even if a priestess with the most experience and mid-level divine skills delivers the baby, at least one of a hundred women will die..."

Aristocratic women who are eligible to be delivered by the priestess, except for a few professionals, are mostly weak.Unlike peasant women and poor women, who are often still doing physical labor the day before giving birth, many aristocratic women's physical strength can't even survive the long delivery process.

Among them, the physical support that low-level divine arts can provide is extremely limited.Priestesses above level [-] who are still working in the temple are even rarer than male priests above level [-].

Most of the priestesses of the Spring Water Temple are noble women. They start receiving education at the age of seven or eight, and formally study divine arts when they are in their teens.Often after advancing to the first or second level, they go home and get married.

In fact, many female priests attained the rank of divine arts just to add a beautiful dowry to themselves.After getting married, the goal is achieved, and the things that have been painstakingly studied can naturally be shelved.

Even if a few aspiring priestesses don't want to give up, having children, feeding babies, and taking care of housework can wear down the last sliver of their energy and pull them away from the cause of dedicating to the goddess.

For this reason, the Spring Temple has gradually formed a tacit understanding after years of running-in with the nobles:
Accept donations, recruit some noble girls, give them education and training, let them get married as apprentice priests and low-level priests, and at the same time win over the relationship with the nobles;
Recruit some girls from poor backgrounds and outstanding talents, ask them not to marry for life, and serve the goddess devoutly, and at the same time give them opportunities to make more progress in divine arts.

However, in the initial stage, aristocratic girls who received family education and had family support always had a better foundation and learned faster.

She pulled back her thoughts, shook her head sadly, and began to slowly flip through the records.One, two, three... 190 nine, two hundred.

Two hundred women.Prenatal checkup, blood test, preparation for blood transfusion. About 80% of the cases were delivered smoothly under the guidance of midwives. About 20% had cesarean section ahead of time, or if the situation was not good during normal delivery, it was converted to cesarean section.

None died.

"It would be great if we knew this..." She lowered her head and murmured. "If we had... Teacher, she wouldn't be..."

Her teacher, Sister Claire, was invited to deliver a duchess.The childbirth was not smooth, one dead body and two lives, and was beaten to death on the spot by the furious Duke.

The tragedy caused a great shock.The priestesses gathered in front of the statue, praying day and night without sleep.The dots of candlelight have never been extinguished for seven days and seven nights.

In the end, the head priest went out in person, gathered the high-ranking priests from several nearby temples, and put pressure on the Duke.The matter ended with the Duke, dressed in sackcloth, walking barefoot from the entrance of the temple square into the main hall, and performing a sacramental confession before the goddess.

Naturally, donating a large amount of compensation is also indispensable.

However, those who have passed away will never come back.After being sold to the temple by her parents, Aunt Salia, who was still young at the time, became an orphan again.

"Can we learn this technique?" Aunt Salia raised her head from the file and looked expectantly at the head priest.The priest sighed, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, round after round, round after round:
"It's okay to learn. That Nordmark mage didn't forbid others to learn. But Salia..."

He turned to the last page of the record book and summarized the table. The "maternal deaths: zero" was extremely shocking.The head priest stared at the line of words, as if the huge zero would suddenly fly out of the paper and bite him:
"Bacteria. Plague. Purification of water sources. Up to now, it is the technology of delivery. In the future, in the field related to the goddess, should a magician have the final say?"

"But the death rate won't lie!" Aunt Salia said anxiously:
"How many puerpera were taken care of by our temple and how many people died of the puerpera taken care of by the oak grove. Anyone who is interested will know if they check it. This cannot be fooled!"

"Yes..." Chief Priest Moria sighed deeply.The field of the God of War Temple is warriors, battles, and wars. They are not interested in learning cesarean section techniques, and they have no clients;

Deism mainly serves the poor people and does not constitute direct competition with them;

Only here is the magician, and they have always been in a competitive relationship.Grab resources, grab magic materials, grab contacts, grab students.Now, even the right to speak within the scope of the goddess' priesthood, is she going to grab it?

"We send someone to learn from him... that is tantamount to admitting that this technology was created by him, and he has the final say. In the future, in terms of maternity and childbirth, our temple will always bow to him."

If this head is lowered, it will be difficult to raise it again.

"But if you don't learn it, no one will come to us in the future. Caesarean section...Under the care of divine arts, the recovery speed is extremely fast and there is no pain..."

The nobles and magicians who can afford it will only scramble to grab the places for surgery, and will never endure long and painful natural childbirth.

The priest began to knead between his eyebrows.If this is an unknown little guy, he can either be lured into the temple with a huge profit; or he can be secretly suppressed so that he cannot make his own voice; or he can be killed quietly without disturbing anyone.

In history, no matter which road, the Spring Water Temple has been done.

However, this Nordmark mage can't.In terms of belief, people are believers in the God of Nature, and they seem to be devout believers;

In terms of background, his teacher is a legendary mage, much stronger than himself.The legend was furious, and no one could catch it here at the Great Temple of Nevis;
In terms of channels, this kid has published an article on "Arcane" and "Magic" this year alone.As for periodicals such as "Ordinary Magician Monthly", publishing articles is simply a matter of convenience, and you don't even need to use the teacher's influence...

"Otherwise, let's send some more people to learn from him." Sister Salia lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and quickly made up her mind.Skills need to be learned, and the interests of the temple must also be taken into account. Among them, there is no way to get the best of both worlds:

"If necessary, all the priestesses here can be sent there. After learning it, spread it on a large scale immediately."

At that time, the Temple of Spring Water will be fully manned, with high spellcasting levels and a wide network of contacts.As long as the vast majority of the nobles turn to them, who invented the technique of cesarean section, so what?

There is nothing wrong with making a name for yourself.Even if you keep your head down, female priests are always a weak one in the spring water temple.It's not a problem to bow your head to others more.

Besides, even if it only needs to save one more pregnant woman...

Even if only one less priestess who went on this path was beaten to death by his family members, and one less person who changed careers because of the death of the person cared for could not bear the blow, that would be good!
She raised her head with burning eyes:

"I can even lead the team myself. Three months, half a year, or even a year. For us, this is not a particularly long time. For the glory of the goddess, it is just a moment."

The great priest Moria lowered his head and pondered.Divine arts, magic, power, wealth, temples, beliefs, turned back and forth in his heart.Finally, he finally stood up:

"Let me think about it first. If necessary, go to the oak forest and take a look for yourself to see how that kid does it. If this technique is really strong... If it is really worth learning, and you must learn from him ..."

Sister Salia curtsied and exited silently.Soon, she called a carriage, took her beloved female disciple, and went straight to the Oak Grove Medical Center.

seeing is believing.I want to see for myself how powerful this technology is!

The Temple of Spring Water and the Oak Grove Medical Center are almost at the two ends of the entire city: one is at the core of the noble district, and the other is at the edge of the poor district.The carriage rolled and walked for a long time before I saw the newly planted oak trees swaying outside the wall.

And starting from the woods, a long line of carriages almost blocked the street in front of the hospital.

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