I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 187 Nightingale
"It's already in the south." Shaar said, "We're starting to cure the plague there."

"How to treat it?" Alicia asked, "You don't seem to have taught him medical skills."

Char smiled, "Do you still remember the tortured girl we saw in Steam?"

Alicia recalled, "It seems to be called Marsalie?"

"Her name is Florence Nightingale now." Xia Ya said, "She is a young girl in her twenties, an upper class in the imperial capital. Her prestige among Britannian soldiers may be higher than that of the Britannian soldiers." Isabel is still old."

Alicia looked at him in surprise, "What did she do?"

"She originally wanted to go to the front line, but because her father objected, she could only stay in the imperial capital. With her father's funding, she set up a nursing home and began to realize her ambition.

She has taken many measures beyond this era, such as strict attention to the hygienic environment, strict disinfection of all utensils, and timely disposal of medical waste.

The patient is called to pull the bell, and a winch is set in the kitchen to deliver meals to the patient.

She emphasized that "anyone, regardless of belief, rich or poor, as long as they are sick, can be taken in.
And at the same time, teach those women the nursing knowledge she has summed up.

At first, people held doubts about it, but after many people came out of the nursing home safe and sound, people gradually began to believe in Nightingale's ability and obeyed her.

But later, she took a team of nurses to the Eastern Front.

Due to the ignorance of medical care and nursing care in this era, the probability of those soldiers coming out of the field hospital alive is about the same as flipping a coin.

But with her arrival, all this has changed.

She revolutionized field medicine as hell.

Implement clean sanitation work and correct nursing methods, and use your personal property to purchase supplies without hesitation.

Nearly 40% of the mortality rate was brought down to 5% in just four months.

Every night, she patrolled with a lantern in her hand, and the wounded and sick said that they seemed to see angels.

All news papers in the imperial capital praised her as an angel on the battlefield.

It is very exciting to have a female hero in this era of oppression of women. She is admired and admired by many people.

She became a close friend of Arthur, who also supported her health care reform.

A month ago, the plague in the south appeared in the slums of the imperial capital.

Regardless of personal safety, Nightingale volunteered to participate in emergency rescue work.She cared for dying patients in the hospital, running all day long, and many people died in her arms.

Finally, the spread of the plague was contained.

And this time, she followed Arthur's army to the south where the plague and war were most severe..."

"If she can really end this plague, then she is a national hero for the whole country." Alicia said.

Xia shook his head with a smile, "Do you still remember what she said when you first met her?"

Alicia nodded.

"Which words impressed you the most?"

Alicia recalled a moment, whispering softly.

"I am a doctor. My creed only teaches me to save people, not to kill people."

"In her heart, she has a much stronger belief and perseverance than ordinary people." Shaar said with deep eyes, "Even if she is misunderstood, even if she is tortured. Even if she is on the verge of death, this perseverance has never changed from her. The bottom of my heart dissipated."

"She never cared if she could be a hero, and she didn't think she was an angel. Just to save people."

Alicia fell silent, and after a while, she said, "This is the real hero."

"Although many people think this kind of selfless self-giving is stupid, what they can't deny is that civilization is ultimately promoted by these people." Xia whispered softly.

"Can she cure the plague?" Alicia asked.

Chara smiled.

"In this world, it's not just medical skills that can deal with the plague...

And order. "

Xiaya pondered for a moment, and began to talk about their methods.

"As soon as Nightingale arrived in the south, he presided over the implementation of strict spatial isolation.

Close the city and its suburbs, it is strictly forbidden to leave the city, offenders will be put to death, and all running animals will be killed.

Divide the city into districts, each district headed by a district governor.

Each street is headed by a village chief who closely monitors the affairs of the street, and if he leaves the street, he will be executed.

On the prescribed day, all people must stay at home, and offenders will be sentenced to death. "

He looked at Alicia, "Do you think the punishment has passed?"

"Severe punishments are used in troubled times, I still understand." Alicia said.

"Actually, it's more of a deterrent." Shaar said.

"The chief himself went door to door from the outside, locking the doors.

He took the key with him and gave it to the mayor; the mayor kept the key until the end of the quarantine period.

Every family prepares food rations.But there are also small wooden passages leading to the houses along the street.

In this way everyone can receive the distribution of bread and wine, while not being in contact with the food distributors and other residents.

Meat, fish and herbs would be delivered to the houses on pulleys and baskets.If people have to leave their residences, take turns and avoid encounters.

Only the mayor, the mayor, and the guards are allowed to walk in the streets,
Surveillance is ongoing.The various entrances and exits, the town hall and the various districts were guarded to ensure the obedience of the people and the absolute authority of the magistrate, "and strictly guard against all confusion, theft and blackmail".

An observation post was set up at each city gate, and several sentries were set up at each street intersection.

Every day, the district chief inspects the area he is in charge of to find out whether the district chief has fulfilled his duties and whether the residents are dissatisfied.They should "monitor their (residents') movements".

Every day, the head of the village also goes deep into the streets under his responsibility, stopping in front of every house, and letting all the residents show up at the windows.

He called out everyone's name and learned about everyone's situation - "Residents will be forced to tell the truth because of the threat of the death penalty".

If someone does not show up at the window, the governor should ask the reason: "In this way, he will easily find out whether there are dead or sick people who are hidden".

Everyone locked in such a cage, everyone at their respective windows, answered the roll call and showed up when questioned.

This surveillance is based on a continuous registration system: the village head reports to the district chief, who reports to the mayor.

From the time of "locking the doors", the role of each city dweller is determined one by one.

Everyone's name, age, and gender are registered.

One copy of the register was handed over to the district chief, one to the city hall, and the other was used by the village chief for the daily roll call.

Everything that came to light on the rounds—deaths, illnesses, complaints, anomalies—was recorded and passed on to the mayor and mayor.

The mayor has full control over medical treatment.

They appoint a doctor to be in charge.No physician shall treat a patient, no pharmacist may dispense a patient's medicine, and no priest shall visit a patient without a note from the physician.

This is to "prevent someone from hiding or dealing with an infectious patient behind the mayor's back."

Condition records should be aggregated continuously.Everyone's sickness and death go through the authorities, through the records and decisions they make.

After five or six days of isolation, each house began to be cleaned and disinfected one by one.

Residents of each house were to leave, and after four hours, occupants were allowed to go home.

And at the same time, the entire southern army must strictly abide by health regulations, do not drink unboiled water, all water sources must be boiled, and all corpses on the battlefield must be recovered and burned.

At the same time, a huge infectious disease isolation hospital was established, and all sick patients were transferred to the hospital in a non-contact manner, so that all patients could be collected as much as possible. "

Although Alicia does not understand medicine, she understands certain principles of virus transmission.

She can realize the power of this set of rules.

This closed and divided space is under surveillance everywhere.

In this space, everyone is embedded in a fixed position, any tiny activity is monitored, and any situation is recorded.

Power operates uniformly according to a continuous hierarchy in which everyone is continually sought out, examined, and classified as living, sick, or dead, and treated accordingly.

"If this harsh system can really be implemented, there will be no room for the plague to survive." Alicia murmured softly, "In this case, the troubles in the south should be resolved soon."

"Theoretically, that's the case." Shaar said.

His eyes flickered.

"If only the plague was the trouble."

(End of this chapter)