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

Chapter 94 Collection!action!Anti-epidemic!

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Gretel.

The father, who was carrying his daughter, was thin and had a hunched back. He tried to spread his shoulders, which were not broad enough, to make the little daughter feel more comfortable.

The mother holding her son, with chapped lips and sunken eyes, curled up against the wall, still stroking the child in her arms.

Holding her mother's daughter, she used her immature shoulders to push her mother's shoulders hard to prevent the woman from falling to the ground...

One patient, one patient family.

Childhood, youth, adulthood, gray hair.

This room is the residence of Elder Erwin in the city, and it is also where the Church of the God of Nature often gathers.At this moment, at least five people in the sect were busy.But the priest's daily treatment is limited, no matter how busy or hard he is, he can't deal with patients who can't see the end.

Even, because Elder Erwin stopped the treatment and spoke to Grete, the commotion in the crowd went from near to far, from small to large, and suddenly surged like waves.

"Elder, save me!"

"Please... save my mother..."

"My son is dying...please look at him...look at him..."

Crowds of people rushed forward.A longing hand, thin, shrunken, ragged, swayed over, almost grabbing Grete's face.Elder Erwin subconsciously pulled Gretel and pulled him behind him:

"Little Gretel, no, I can't leave them like this..."

"But it's even worse if you don't go!" Gretel dragged him hard. "Teacher, for such a big plague, the whole city must move together! The city owner has escaped, and we have to rely on ourselves! It's not enough to rely on healers alone, it's not enough to rely on us alone!"

His eyes were on fire, his arms were shaking, and he was breathing hard.He had seen this situation before, and he had just faced it directly before the past life time-traveling——

The family members of the patients were desperately pushing and scrambled to get a hospital bed, or at least a chance to be diagnosed and treated; while the exhausted doctors cried out, "We can't do anything..."

What is even more frightening is that at that time, they were not facing intestinal infectious diseases, but respiratory diseases.The virus is spread by droplets, and facing patients on the front line, the only protection they have is a thin medical mask...

That time, before the support came, they filled it with flesh and blood.One by one, one after another.

"Teacher! I have seen such a big epidemic! I know what to do! Teacher, you believe me!"

He has seen it, he has experienced it, he has fought against it.

At that time nearly 20 years ago, when he was still a student, he was guarded by his teachers and blocked at the school gate;

During the earthquake, he had just become a resident doctor and was not qualified to be transferred. He could only stand his ground and grit his teeth after the teachers were transferred away;

Not long ago, he found the protective clothing used by his predecessors, wearing white armor and charging ahead...

However, if there is no support from the whole society, and there is no united will to fight the epidemic, then every time, every time, it will only become a hopeless sacrifice, and there will be no exceptions.

Elder Erwin stood up straight.He had been busy with the composting project outside the city a few days ago, choosing the dig site, shape, depth, and composting method, all of which had to be designed and recorded, and he was extremely busy.I was so busy today that I brought people back to the city on the first day, but I was blocked at home by the vast number of patients.

Even though many years of experience made him feel that something was wrong, he really couldn't make up his mind to get away in the face of so many patients seeking help.Besides, isn't there a city lord's mansion - until just now, little Gretel came over and told him that the city lord was out of the city.

Elder Erwin looked at the swaying arm in front of him, at the flow of people lining up from the door of the hut to the end of the alley, at his comrades - Anthony's pale face, Erwin's forehead with broken beads of sweat, Joanna's cheeks The bleak red mark on the edge...

They are all tired.

They have already been exhausted to the limit.

He turned to Gretel:

"I'll go with you. Who to look for, what to do, you say, I'll do it!"

Elder Erwin shouted, and the effect was outstanding.As an 8th-level priest, he can basically be regarded as the pinnacle of the spellcasters in Hartland City - the 7th-level Grand Priest of the Temple of the Goddess of Spring, and the 7th-level bald bishop.As for the host of the Mage Tower, Mage Gehrman, only a poor level 5...

About an hour later, the bishop of the God of War Temple, the captain of the city guard, Baron Vaughan, who was the only fruit in the city and had not run away, Sir Levy, and several wealthy businessmen, gathered at the city guard barracks.The grocer, the owner of the dye house, the chief of the construction guild, and the jeweler named by Gretel, also sat dazedly on the long table below, shivering.

"...Where is the Spring Water Temple?" Gretel waited and waited, and asked in a low voice before waiting for someone from the Spring Water Goddess Temple.Elder Erwin has already inquired around, and at this time lowered his voice:

"Shh, they closed the day before yesterday... It is said that everyone from the priest to the guard fell ill..."

"So why did you call us here!" Baron Vaughan was the first to ask the question, with the highest status here and his quick temper. "Sir Bishop, can you visit our house - several people are uncomfortable..."

"Yes! And our house!"

"Our house—"

The place was chaotic.Seeing this, Elder Erwin took a step forward, raised the oak staff high, and slammed on the ground:
With a sound of "Boom", the whole hall swayed, as if a small earthquake broke out.

"Because this is a plague! The great plague!" The old man roared full of anger, and the whole hall was buzzing.

"If you don't gather everyone's strength, at least one-third of the people in the entire city will die! Grete, come on!"

He flicked aside, revealing Gretel.Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at them together, and saw a young man standing behind the elder, dressed in a strange way: holding the iconic oak staff of the natural religion in his hand, wearing a long robe with a wand embroidered diagonally on the robe - light Looking at this robe, it is a standard 1st-level mage.

Who is this person?

Those who are well-informed will naturally know that a mage apprentice has appeared in the city a few days ago, and he has been accepted as a disciple by the elders of the natural gods;Gretel has taken two steps to the side, stood in front of a wooden board that had been moved before, and said aloud:
"Because according to the current treatment method, the number of patients will only increase, and the strength of the healer will never keep up! - Teacher, how many people can our religious group treat in a day?"

"It depends on the severity of the patient—"

"What about patients who can't get out of bed after pulling for a day or two?"

Elder Erwin thought for a moment. "Then it takes at least a second-level priest, and one can be cured a day. Counting you and me, there are fourteen people in the clergy, with different ranks... Well, 30 to 35 people, no more than 40."

"Lord Bishop, what about the Temple of God of War?"

"Almost."

"So, how many patients were there the day before yesterday? How many were there yesterday? Ladies and gentlemen, do you know how many patients there are in the city just today?!"

Gretel's voice rose suddenly.There was a sudden silence in the hall, only Elder Erwin's voice was flat and indifferent, as if he was making a footnote for the disciple:

"We treated a total of nine patients the day before yesterday. Yesterday, 28. Today, as far as I can see, there are more than a hundred—"

"The day before yesterday, five. Yesterday, nineteen." The bald-headed bishop continued in a low voice: "Today, more than one hundred."

As they talked, Gretel magically painted folded lines on the whiteboard with a flick of his palm.All eyes were drawn by the broken line: on the first day, 47th place, on the second day, [-]th place, on the third day, [-]th place!According to this trend, what about the fourth day?The fifth day, the sixth day?

Gretel was thinking about this too.What is the r0 of dysentery?What is the formula for calculating the number of infections?What is the death rate?Tomorrow, the day after, and the day after, how many people will get sick and how many people will die?
Whatever you want, just fill it in!No one here understands anyway—

He waved again.On the icon with a black line as the bottom, the bright red broken line leaps high and high, the fourth day, 100 people, the fifth day, [-] people, the sixth day, [-] people!The line is shockingly steep, far exceeding the [-] people, the green horizontal line representing life!
"We can't cure so many people! No one can save so many people if we leave it alone! Gentlemen, we don't want you, your family, your relatives and friends to fall ill and die. We must act immediately!"

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