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

Chapter 711 Blood transfusion?Give me 200 people!
The Baroness and the Cavaliers retired disheartened.Then, Gretel and Viscount Garter sat face to face and began to blend:
"Male between the ages of 18 and 40."

"It's not that old. You can't advance to a knight at the age of 25. You have to change to a civilian job or quit the guard."

"That's the boys between the ages of 18 and 25. Strong body, not thin, not fat."

"No problem. Above the first-level fighter, below the knight, right? How much?"

Gretel did a quick calculation.Then, without hesitation, the lion opened his mouth:
"Let's get two hundred first."

"Two hundred!" Viscount Garter jumped up.The royal guard guarding the palace, and the children of the nobles combined, there are not even two hundred who meet the requirements!To meet the needs of Nordmark mages, soldiers must also be brought in!

"Oh, oh, [-] is not too much." Seeing the other party excited, Gretel calmed down instead, smiling and wagging his fingers:

"Not everyone can donate blood. At least the blood type must be the same as the Queen's, right? Four blood types, calculated as a quarter of each, is 50 people. Each person donates 400 milliliters of blood, a total of 2 milliliters—"

"Twenty thousand milliliters?!"

Viscount Garter's eyeballs were about to protrude.He pointed at Gretel, his fingers were trembling, and his fingertips seemed to be doing Brownian motion in the air:
"Don't scare me! [-]?! How much blood does a person have in their body? I read the paper on Black Crow Swamp before. It seems that a person in his early [-] pounds only has [-] milliliters of blood!"

"Yes, that's right." Gretel looked at him innocently.Although this statistic was made by Black Crow Swamp, it's a bit of a complaint... well, but after counting the various schools, it seems that Black Crow Swamp has the most suitable style of painting:

"The most dangerous cesarean section I've ever seen is the transfusion of 400 milliliters of blood—equivalent to changing the blood in the whole body twice. Calculated by one person donating 25 milliliters, I have to prepare [-] people to be able to On top of this blood transfusion."

Viscount Garter trembled his lips, wanting to ask what made it so dangerous, but he didn't dare to ask.Gretel is still explaining seriously:

"Then, 25 people are needed. I can't just prepare 25, can I? There must be some surplus. Besides, in case you find someone, I don't think they are suitable!"

"Then...won't you have an operation?"

"According to the previous statistics, the normal amount of blood loss in normal delivery is between 300 and 500 ml; the normal amount of bleeding in cesarean section can be controlled within 200 ml if the surgeon's technique is good." Grete replied fluently:
"The probability of the dangerous scene I mentioned is very small. But if it happens, it will be dangerous regardless of natural birth or cesarean section. Besides, isn't this an operation for the queen, so you must be fully prepared."

Viscount Garter bid farewell in despair.Gretel ran after him and shouted:

"Hey, remember to tell them that after everyone comes, they must have a physical examination first! Those who refuse the physical examination or fail to pass the physical examination cannot donate blood!"

"...Do you have to check it?"

"Is it okay if you don't check?" Gretel thought for a while: "If you don't check, everyone will send [Remove Disease] to ensure that they are healthy and free from any contagious diseases..."

[Remove disease], a third-level magic spell, with a standard casting cost of 750 gold coins per time. 200 people, even if the scope is narrowed down a bit, the fifty people selected by the blood test magic, each casts a magic spell...

Thirty-seven thousand five hundred gold coins.

Viscount Garter was decisive.Compared with such a large sum of money, it is better to let the boys strip off one by one, let Master Nordmark have a look, feel it, and draw blood for a test!

He floated away without moving, to assemble the guards, to select people, to arrange the location of the medical examination.By the way, Master Nordmark, let him take those gifts back:

"If you meet the conditions, you can get in without gifts! If you don't meet the conditions, you can't get in with gifts!"

"..."

He can say, there is no need, please keep these gifts to cover the inspection fee?

It doesn't seem to be possible...

Gretel was examining the queen, examining the royal guard one by one, and preparing everything before the operation.On the other side of the strait, there is also a nobleman who is struggling whether to invite him to perform the operation:

"Count Ostend, I think you should have verified all these materials." The lobbyist sent by the Magic Council was able to enter the room, and sat in front of him and talked:

"You should have confidence in Master Nordmark's medical skills, too?"

The Earl of Ostend is the lord of the northernmost city among the seven chain-defended cities across the Strait of Hall.The castle is strong and important, with its back against the vast lowlands behind it, with a network of rivers and dykes dotted all over it.

If the magicians of the Kingdom of Kent cross the Hall Strait, as long as the Earl of Ostend is willing to cover them, or even turn a blind eye, they will be able to enter those lowland cities and quickly disappear under the strong control of the Holy See outside the region.

It has been more than a year since the Council of Magic received the news from Mr. Arezzo, the Earl of Ostend, that the youngest son of the Earl of Ostend was assassinated by the Holy See.

The first is to look for evidence to let him understand the cause of his youngest son's death.Then try to let him know that the council may have a way to heal his eldest son's condition.In particular, this Nordmark mage might have a way—

After more than half a year of grinding, cowpox, blood test and transfusion, heart surgery, cesarean section.One by one, one by one, the top publication papers were presented to the Earl of Ostend one after another.

The earl's attitude finally changed from being dismissive to a little loose, and then to allowing the representatives of the parliament to sit in front of him for an hour, presenting facts, reasoning, and talking eloquently.However, I still have some doubts about Gretel's level:
"Can he really do this? Did he really do it himself? Even the disciple of a legendary sorcerer can achieve so much in such a short period of time? Is it really not some great therapist who is behind it?"

"Of course it is true!" The lobbyist looked serious:
"Well, the queen is about to give birth recently, and I specially invited him from Nevis to perform a caesarean section for the queen. You can find out about this matter if he didn't invent it, if he wasn't the only one who did it best Well, why do you have to invite him?"

Count Ostend was silent.After a long time, he patted the table lightly and pushed the journals back:
"Then let's talk about it after the queen gives birth!"

The implication is that if Master Nordmark really did the surgery, everything is easy to talk about; if he didn't do it, then there is no need to talk about the following things.

The results of the negotiations ahead were transmitted from Ostend to Nevis, and then directly transmitted from Nevis to the capital through the emergency line of the parliament.That night, Gretel received an urgent order:
Be sure to do everything possible to ensure that the queen will give birth this time, and he will perform the cesarean section!

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