Our family is in decline

Pushing the door open, I saw an indescribable scene in Lance

Outside the iron cage, Paracelsus was configuring some medicine at the experimental table. This environment could not affect her work. It is no wonder that she can do research, while Lance can only be an ordinary heir. .

The sound of Lance pushing the door in still made Paracelsus notice someone coming in. He just glanced back and continued to be immersed in the research in his hands.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big movement?" Lance walked over and took a look.

"Only by simulating the most realistic scene can we know the real effect." Paracelsus stopped the record in his hand and looked at Lance and added: "Miss Dale and I have figured out that the old version of the potion has aphrodisiac properties. The effect, but the new version of the potion has been canceled according to your request, leaving only the most basic effect."

"Hmm~" When Lance heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the guys in the cage. This was obviously going to be used to death.

Poor guy, it would be better to die if he falls into her hands.

"According to the principle of congestion you mentioned, I feel that the burden on the heart will be a bit large, and the pressure on the blood circulation system will not be small, but the details will need to be dissected to know.

But the study of the blood circulation system is too difficult. I can't handle those blood vessels alone. "

How could Lance not hear that she wanted to find an assistant? However, the research at this stage really needed this support, and they were working overtime every day, so he couldn't refuse anything.

"I should be free recently, and I'll help when the time comes. But what's the situation with the Ascension Potion now? Those Roma are ready to come."

Seeing Lance agree, Paracelsus brought the topic back to the current research, picked up a document and handed it over.

"The preliminary situation has been determined. The damage to the human body is now being tested. What you have in your hand is the test data. If the effect in half an hour is used as a standard, one pot of medicinal solution can be used to prepare two to three hundred copies."

Lance took the table and wrote a lot of experimental data on it. After going through it for a while, he gave his suggestions.

"First of all, you must understand that this is only an auxiliary function. The effect takes ten minutes, which is very good for those with weak functions. However, an enhanced version can be developed, which takes fifteen or twenty minutes. If you add some gimmicks, the price can be doubled several times."

"What about thirty minutes upward?"

"Forget about that thing. It's prone to accidents, and its functions are declining but there is still a need for it. And the people who can afford it are usually old people who can't bear the power of the medicine."

"How long are you? Do you want to try it?"

"???" Lance suddenly looked up at Paracelsus.

Something's wrong with you!

"The experimental subject cannot describe detailed feelings. I need to know more real feelings." Paracelsus explained naturally.

"This is simple. As long as you are sure that the dose of the medicine is not harmful, I will just find a few refugees to test it. I will give you some money."

Lance's morals have always been very flexible. As long as he does not join Hamlet, he is not a Hamlet.

…………

Outskirts of Hamlet, Leper Camp.

In a separate tent, there were many medical equipment placed, and the protagonist was Baldwin. The three people standing around him were Lance, Grendel and Paracelsus.

In order to cooperate with the treatment, Baldwin's clothes at this time had already been replaced by the robe and bandages, and he was now a simple linen suit with Hamlet's characteristics.

It can be seen that basically no part of the exposed skin on his body is in good condition. It has all been horribly damaged by the virus. The wax-melted skin is accompanied by swelling and abscesses. What is even more horrifying is his face, which is a kind of It's an indescribable state. Just one look at it can send shivers from the tailbone to the Tianling Gai.

No wonder they all wrapped themselves up, otherwise other people's reactions would be even more intense when they see them in this state.

To be honest, Lance's instinct is to resist. Even if he knows that he will not be infected, he does not want to get close to it. It is human instinct to stay away from threats.

Not to mention him, even the first time Greendale and the two saw the faces under the masks, their pressure skyrocketed. Fortunately, they have gradually become accustomed to it. Although they felt uncomfortable, they did not react much.

Lance is also standing here, and he even performs the main steps.

"Start recording, the third time..."

When he spoke, Paracelsus began to record, and Greendale handed over a bottle of potion, which was handed over by Lance.

Baldwin had nothing to fear. He drank the potion with trembling hands and then lay on the bed.

In order to treat leprosy, Greendale's method obviously cannot be described as conventional, and the medicine just now was poison.

That's right! This thing is poison. When swallowed, it is like burning. The poison quickly spreads from the internal organs to the whole body.

It can only be said that Baldwin's tolerance for pain is really strong, or that the leprosy virus has tortured his body for a long time and has already caused nerve necrosis. Greendale described the poison in his body that can make people miserable. The response was surprisingly modest.

As time went by, the effect of the medicine became stronger. You could see that Baldwin was still shaking, black blood began to appear from his mouth and nose, and his eyes began to become abnormally red and even... Purple.

At this time, Greendale handed over the second potion, but it was not for oral administration.

Lance took it and directly picked up the rough iron syringe. The injection was directly inserted into Baldwin's neck.

Yes, these medical tools already exist now, but they are still relatively crude, but they are mostly used.

The injection contains the antidote. The key is to grasp the stage when the poison almost kills him but has not yet killed him, so that the effect of the drug can be maximized without killing him.

After taking the antidote, Baldwin's reaction was even greater than before. His hands and feet curled up uncontrollably, and his fingers twisted into weird postures.

The black blood from the mouth and nose not only did not stop, but became even more exaggerated.

Lance was well prepared. He held him sideways with his gloved hands and handed a wooden bucket over. The next second, a large amount of indescribable things spewed out from his mouth and nose, and he could even see something in it. Weird bugs crawled in it.

This was also a treatment procedure. Before drinking the medicine, he had already taken another herbal medicine provided by Greendale, including insects.

To judge the condition of the disease depends on the status of these bugs.

Greendale came over and took a look, "It seems that the situation has improved. It is estimated that it will take four to five more procedures. He will slowly recover and I can increase the amount of medicine."

When Lance heard this, he couldn't help but look at Baldwin, who was lying on the bed with only breathing out and no breathing in. He felt a little scary for a moment.

He looked on from the side and couldn't bear it anymore. After four or five more procedures, he probably wouldn't be able to vent his anger anymore.

No wonder Greendale said she was not sure. This treatment was more cruel than bloodletting or leech treatment.

And Lance finally took action, reconstructing flesh and blood to repair Baldwin's body, but this was only to a small extent and did not repair it directly. It was mainly to eliminate the side effects of the medicine.

Because he discovered a very interesting thing, that is, the stronger the target is and the stronger the physique, the more spiritual energy is consumed.

Also, Lance couldn't let the treatment process be so simple. The more difficult it was, the more he owed.

With Lance's action, Baldwin's condition improved significantly. His pupils were at least able to refocus, and he would inhale after exhaling.

After waiting for a while, the consciousness slowly returned to the body and was able to act independently.

"How do you feel?" Lance brought him a basin of water to clean himself.

"My condition is really improving!" Baldwin felt his body, his voice was no longer as hoarse as before, and he couldn't hide his excitement in his words.

This was not the first time he had been treated, but the shock to him was still so strong. Although the treatment process was painful, he could really feel the burden on his body being relieved. This feeling had never been seen in previous treatments. Appear.

Will he really get treatment here?

The two doctors who were discussing the condition on the side also focused their attention on him again, asking questions to learn about the treatment situation.

Finally, leave a medicine for external soaking. Leprae bacillus is afraid of heat. Warm water plus medicine can also kill the virus and relieve skin symptoms.

This is also the treatment plan for other patients, mainly mild, to control the condition first and not continue to worsen.

To a certain extent, Baldwin was a drug tester, so he was the only one with a physique that could withstand it.

Greendale will adjust the medicine according to his reaction, and these conditions will be related to the subsequent treatment plans for other people.

After completing a course of treatment and doing research, Lance and the others walked out of the tent, leaving Baldwin time to recover.

When they went outside, they saw the lepers who had all changed into linen suits. They had lost the cover of rags and bandages, and they all revealed a horrifying scene.

Their physiques are obviously not as strong as Baldwin's. The virus no longer attacks the skin system and respiratory mucosa, but has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and their limbs have become deformed and rickety.

This means that the treatment will be more difficult. Not to mention the cost of materials such as potions, it also means that Lance needs to consume more spiritual energy. He is not sure whether the cost is worth it.

Lance might leave these guys alone, but they have value when tied to Baldwin.

The patients also reacted when they saw Lance and the others come out. Their rotten flesh-like faces had no expression, but their cloudy and diseased eyes still revealed a little worry and fear.

This is an indescribable complex emotion. They are worried about whether Baldwin can withstand the treatment. At the same time, they are also afraid that the place that finally took them in and gave them hope is a lie.

"Baldwin is fine. His condition has begun to improve, but you'd better not disturb him. This is the critical period of isolation treatment."

Lance spoke to reassure them that as part of the treatment plan, Baldwin was quarantined to avoid reinfection, and they were disinfected when entering and exiting.

Lance's words still have little authority over these lepers, but he is not one of those bastards whose anger makes others worship him.

It is normal for these people who have only been here a few days and are still in quarantine to not be familiar with him.

"I'm fine. The treatment is indeed effective and my condition is improving." Baldwin opened the curtain of the tent and walked out.

It is impossible to see the expressions on these people's faces, but the energy expressed in their movements and postures shows that their condition has indeed improved.

Baldwin's personal statement shocked those leprosy patients greatly. They must know that the previous treatments had only average effects, and there was not even a big response.

The hope that was ignited in their hearts was gradually extinguished as time went by, but today it was rekindled because of these words.

"There has never been any divine punishment and curse. This is just a disease. Everything else is just suffering they impose on you through the shackles of religion.

We have defeated the plague after teaching those people to escape. I have long seen through these tricks. There is nothing to be afraid of. What is terrible is ignorance and depravity.

And in Hamlet, your journey will end, and you will be reborn in Hamlet! "

Lance felt that ideological transformation could not be short-term, but long-term.

If you want to change their religious concepts, you must constantly instill new ideas into them.

Those lepers actually burst into tears because of these words, and some of them fell to their knees on the ground uncontrollably and let out weird cries.

They have been depressed for too long, sunk in darkness, and have even resigned themselves to living.

But now they see hope, hope to save them from the darkness.

Suffering is not terrible, what is terrible is suffering with no end in sight.

The same hope, no matter how weak it is, will have endless power as long as it can be seen.

Facing the lepers who were kneeling on the ground, Lance stood there with a very calm expression on his face, but inexplicably gave people a very sacred feeling.

He is hope!

Several people around him couldn't help but feel this way.

But Lance was not a saint, at least he didn't think he was, and he quickly left with Greendale and the others.

…………

"Report! The gathering is complete!"

"Return to the team."

Lance glanced at the thirty people in front of him. They were the first members of [Heart of Steel].

Many of them are familiar faces from the commendation conference a few days ago, including outstanding newcomers such as Barrett and Soubre, as well as Andrew and George, the first batch of old faces to enter the army.

There are also soldiers like Rhodes who have shown tenacity and strength in previous battles.

There are even soldiers like Kyle who have made mistakes and proved loyal during the war.

They have all been selected through layers of selection, and just being here means that they are beyond most people.

But that's not enough!

"This is the bounty hunter Tardif, and this one is even more heavyweight." Lance raised his hand and said, "Master Demon Hunter Geralt, during this time you have to learn from their two instructors how to kill people, and how to Hunt monsters.”

Tardif is a natural killing machine. Lance walked through the den with him and could see that his talent is very strong. It is no wonder that he can kill an entire gang by himself.

Geralt, on the other hand, has received systematic education as a demon hunter since he was a child and has a good grasp of how to hunt monsters.

Lance spent a lot of money to hire these two instructors, and he must achieve results.