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

Chapter 756 Gretel, who handles everything, is disgusted...

Master Nordmark said that people who have been injected with therapeutic drugs are not allowed to drink alcohol to avoid danger.

Master Dumfries held this banner high, ordered the tavern owner to take away all the drinks, and ordered the mountain not to serve alcohol to the Mithril District.In order not to leak any wine, he even sent the two bottles of wine in his wooden house back to Nevis City.

The dwarves complained.Complaints are complaints, and Master Dumfries was surprised to find that they were so good!

They are mainly dwarves who need injections, most of them are middle-aged and above, and they are highly respected among dwarves.For their safety, the rest of the dwarves were willing to endure it.Isn't it just seven days?
Yes, Gretel left a week's supply of medicine and trained Vigeland and Master Dumfries on the intramuscular injection method: how to sterilize, how to draw the medicine, how to choose the injection site, and how to inject.Anyway, this is so simple that even a spellcaster can learn it.

Then Gretel left.Make an appointment to see it in seven days. During these seven days, the dwarves in the Mithril District are all forbidden to drink alcohol!

Of course, considering that the weather is getting hotter and the forging tasks are getting heavier and heavier, Master Dumfries specially applied to the council to open up an unlimited supply of soda water——

You can't really kill one or two, can you?Although the dwarf is as strong as a stone, even a stone will crack if it is baked too much!
Gretel arrived on time seven days later.Completed the examinations for the patients one by one, including physical examination, auscultation, sputum bacterial culture, chest X-ray, and even a CT scan.

Of course, the ct results must be taken back and processed by MOSS before they can be given.However, the results of other examinations have basically confirmed that their condition has eased.

"Look, the results of bacterial culture show that there are far fewer germs in your body than before." Gretel happily pointed out to the patients:
"Take a few more days of medicine and consolidate it, and it should be fine. Of course, the mines and residences need to be completely wiped out. You don't want to be infected again after you recover, right?"

"So you can drink in a few days?!"

Dwarves are more concerned with this.Gretel's face sank:
"No."

"no?!"

"No. Not only is it not possible during this time, but there will not be a large supply of ale in the past two years." Gretel raised a finger to prevent the dwarves from asking, and said slowly:

"The Great Famine is coming. The Parliament has issued an order prohibiting the use of grain to make wine. If you want to drink, you can only drink fruit wine and imported ale—"

"But I'm not used to drinking fruit wine!" The following continued to shout: "Ale is expensive! In the shops in the city, the price has doubled in this period of time!"

This Gretel knew.Parliament slashed import duties on liquor, but raised commercial taxes considerably.

Once in and out, coupled with the fact that big merchants qualified to do import business are hoarding goods, preparing to sell them at a high price next year, the alcohol on the market must be more expensive and less.

"Then there is no way. Under the current situation, the parliament will definitely reduce the supply of ale significantly, and it is impossible to open the supply."

"what……"

There were high and low complaints.

Vigeland was fine, and so were the middle-aged dwarves, but Gretel heard two young dwarves touching their heads behind the crowd, muttering softly:
"But we are guests... Shouldn't there be enough ale if you invite us to come and work?"

Gretel: "..."

Why do you think I can't see with my head down?
I am so much taller than you!If everyone is standing, I can see the last row from the first row without tiptoeing!

He tried not to look at the young dwarves, staring at the two oldest dwarf elders in the front row of the crowd.Especially Master Theon, an old miner who can judge the temperature of the magma and accurately fish out the coarse mithril ore:
"Old man, the great famine is coming." He sighed softly:
"I can guarantee the accuracy of this news. More than a month ago, during the process of advanced meditation, I sensed a change in the distance. At the same time, the legendary mage of the prophecy department of the council received a warning sign."

Seeing that other than the two dwarf elders, everyone else was a little bit disapproving, Gretel decided to release a bit more explosive news:
"The change I sensed, the council opened the star dome magic circle twice, and searched for relevant information. My teacher came forward and asked dragon friends to go to the distance to verify, and it has been confirmed."

The faces of the dwarves turned serious.Master Dumfries stood beside Gretel, looked at him in surprise, and hesitated to speak:

Is there so much inside information?Dome of Stars opened two big magic circles?Legendary mage shot?Is there something about the dragon clan here?
Ahhhh I don't know anything!Alas, a low level means no human rights. Legendary disciples can say these things casually. For marginalized people like me, I'm afraid I won't hear the news until the Great Famine finally comes...

His heart was full of turmoil.Aside, Gretel's statement, has come to the conclusion:
"Combining the news of the Great Magic Circle and the verification of the Dragon Clan, the prophecy mages have collectively calculated that next year, there will be a great famine."

The dwarves were breathing heavily.Dozens of dwarves were crowded in the room, wheezing, as if a row of bellows had been pulled in the room.Master Theon took a step forward:
"We were only informed that Parliament was preparing for a famine...is it so serious?"

"Very serious." Alas, the parliament must have sent someone to communicate with the dwarf royal court about this news.But in a small settlement here, the news I got is probably not so detailed, so it's no wonder they clamored for a drink:
"The preparations that the council is making now are based on the plan that there will be no grain harvest next year. Now, the priests of the God of Nature have been producing food day and night, and the council is doing its best to supply spiritual potions. Precious food, no Fadada is used to make wine!"

The dwarves looked at each other.Even young dwarves have come to work here for seven to 80 years old, and have personally experienced more than one famine.But next year's grain crops are completely out?

The scale of this famine is much larger than any one they have ever experienced!

"Master, everyone." Gretel took a deep breath:

"I think you also know how much grain is needed to make wine?"

"Of course I know." Old Theon nodded calmly: "A barrel of ale, a 40-pound barrel of ale that is enough for ten dwarves to drink for a day, requires ten pounds of barley."

you know?
Gretel looked at him in surprise.Behind Old Theon, a dwarf whose name Gretel could not name whispered:

"Master Theon is the best brewer here, and the ale he brews is well-known in the royal court and among the seven tribes!"

Gretel: "..."

Okay... In this era when the handicraft industry dominates, it is normal, normal for the long-lived dwarves to tinker with their own hobbies...

"As for a dwarf, if he doesn't do heavy work and saves on food, a pound of barley a day is enough for a day." Master Theon turned to the back, looking majesticly, and scanned all the dwarves present:
"Everyone, the food of the dwarf kingdom is imported from the parliament all year round. In the face of a catastrophe, even if the parliament is willing to take care of its allies, it may be powerless. Besides, we must restrain ourselves and not wantonly waste the help of others."

He is the best smelter in the mine and the highest-ranked fighter.Even dwarf spellcasters have accepted his teachings.At this time, he raised his voice to speak, and everyone below nodded like a pounding garlic, and no one dared to object.

The old dwarf's words continued.The voice was deep, majestic, and powerful, hitting the wall of the room, almost like hitting a hole:
"In the face of the famine, if we drink less wine for one day, we will save one day's rations for our compatriots. —— Pass the order down, starting today..."

Gretel gave Magister Dumfries a quick wink.Master Dumfries quickly stood up:

"The daily drinking of dwarf friends, the council will not cut off the supply, but will reduce the amount. The current situation, I am very sorry, can only supply one-tenth of the original amount. ——Of course, sparkling water will always be supplied, We won’t let everyone faint in the mine!”

"Okay." Master Theon nodded heavily:

"The amount of alcohol consumed by everyone has been reduced to one-tenth of what it was before."

"Yes."

"Yes!"

The dwarves agreed unevenly.On the side, Master Dumfries, who had been standing all the time, cast adoring gazes at Gretel.

This is done?
That's it!
The difficulty that tormented him to death, Gretel ran twice, said a few words, and it was resolved immediately!

——But speaking of it, only a mage like Gretel who has a good relationship with the dwarves can convince the dwarves of what he said, without being suspicious first;
Only a healer like Gretel, throwing out new potions and forcing everyone to abstain from alcohol for a week, can make the dwarves get used to "temporarily abstaining from alcohol is not that difficult";
Only a legendary disciple like Gretel can get the most accurate information from the highest level, so that the dwarves can realize the seriousness of the incident and cooperate obediently...

Gretel breathed a sigh of relief.These dwarves are grumpy and stubborn, and when they look down on you, they really look down on you.But what they promised will definitely be done without any compromise.He walked out smiling:
"The current situation is bad, please be patient for a while. When the famine is over and a new batch of barley is harvested, I will definitely invite everyone to drink until they can't drink anymore!"

"Come on, the little mage doesn't know how to drink at all!" Vigeland yelled with a big laugh.The dwarves who were still dignified just now burst into laughter, chattering:
"That's right, the little mage can drink half a glass of wine at most, he can't drink our ale at all!"

"Let the big guy drink it for you! It's okay! We don't care!"

"Little mage, when will you grow stronger, at least able to hold an iron shield!"

Gretel: "..."

Who said I can't carry it!
When I became a fifth-level priest, my body was baptized by the will of the world. At least, the iron shield must be able to move!
****
3000 words!
Half a plus is complete!
5555, across the road from my house, in a community crossing the road, walking from the front door of a middle school to the back door, and then passing by the back door, a positive test was found...

I hope it doesn’t count our neighbor’s community, so we won’t be closed for 14 days... My family only has 7 days’ worth of food...

Crying and begging for consolation... I want a guaranteed monthly pass!

　Thanks to @王小熊1115 for the reward of 1500 starting coins

　　Thanks to @Elio for the 100 starting coins

　　
　
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