Chapter 153 Give Him Pure Oxygen?

How can we eliminate the risk of infectious diseases?

Grete spread out pen and paper in front of his desk. The Magic Council treated them quite well, and a dormitory was specially vacated at the Bridge College at the foot of the headquarters to house them as advanced students. Even though Gretel arrived late, he was assigned a separate single room with a bathroom, bed, bookcase, wardrobe, and all kinds of furniture.

Although it was half the size of the suite provided in the Magic Tower, it was still enough for Grete.

Gretel was able to start writing the paper in peace. On the pure white paper, the quill pen drew the writing line by line. Although it is not as easy to use as the ballpoint pen, it can make do in this era. Gretel went through the stage of copying books on inferior thick paper and expressed satisfaction with the current writing conditions:

"On the Possibility and Preventive Measures of Disease Caused by Close Contact with Bats"

Keywords: bats; disease; infection; virus host

Grete's pen tip paused. Bats carry more than 4,100 types of viruses, which makes them the source of many diseases, with outbreaks occurring from time to time; however, without a high-power microscope, I want to prove this point...

Well, this is a serious challenge.

Gretel put down his quill, held his chin with his right hand, and unconsciously traced his mandible with his thumb. God knows he is in the clinical medical field, not in the research field. Even for those researchers, you let them do research when they have nothing and even bats can’t afford it?

Ten out of ten will be furious.

Gretel put down his pen and looked around.

There are quite a few tools around him, including alcohol lamps, flasks, crucibles, test tubes... A complete set of simple alchemy equipment is lying safely. Two large bottles of high-concentration alcohol squatted nearby, looking calm and harmless.

The microscope is in the box next to it, and I haven't had time to take it out yet. The surgical instruments were in another box, tightly wrapped, not unpacked, not sterilized...

When he went to the battlefield before, he packed up most of the hospital with the momentum of moving. It was fortunate that this was the case, otherwise the Magic Council's airship would have taken him in a circle to pick up his luggage. Gretel was confident that it would definitely not happen.

However, these alchemy equipment certainly cannot help him complete the experiment. Gretel thought about the P4 laboratory he saw in the news, and then looked at the alchemy equipment in front of him that could not even match the middle school chemistry laboratory, and silently made a cross in his heart.

Grete began to look through another small box. The mana pearl is useless; the [cold and heat resistance] ring is useless; the [corpse explosion] ring is useless; Mu Xin is useless...

Confirmed, all the magic equipment currently owned cannot help at all.

Gretel turned out the teacher's letter expressionlessly. After thinking for a while, he took out his paper on bacteria and dysentery, used magic to make a copy, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked out of the college quickly.

"Bernard...Bernard!"

The single room in the college is only big enough for Gretel to live alone. Of course, it was not impossible for the barbarian to build a floor, but Gretel didn't want him to live in an uncomfortable situation, nor did he want to cram a two-meter-tall giant into a limited space.

Therefore, the barbarian was temporarily placed in the hotel, and Grete planned to go out for a walk when he had free time after class and find a house to rent. But now...

"Bernard, come with me to Oak Ridge, and we'll find the teacher's friends for help!"

At the foot of Oak Ridge, Elder Wood of the Order of the God of Nature was struggling. Over the past few days, he has treated several adventurers one after another, suffering from fever, headache, muscle pain, and vomiting——

It doesn't seem like much at first glance. It's normal for you to fall ill a few times if you catch a cold or have a bad stomach after going into the mountains. But if you ask more carefully, you will find that they have all gone into the mountains to capture bats recently or within the month!

"Don't mess with the bats."

This is an ancient motto of the sect, which has been passed down for a long time. It is unclear why.

This thing lies around day and night, looks ugly, and tastes bad. There really aren’t many people around to catch it.

But in recent months, the Magic Council has launched a trend of catching bats...

And now a patient who was sent to him could not breathe after suffering from fever and sore throat!

"What? Are there guests? From Newster County?" Elder Wood waved to the students impatiently. "First arrange a place for him to stay temporarily. After I cure this patient, I will come and talk to him!"

"But……"

But the house of the Order of the God of Nature is just like that. Gretel handed over Elder Erwin's letter with his front foot, and his back foot was already led in, standing far to the side. Elder Wood was treating patients, and he stretched his neck beside him:

The patient's breathing was obviously faster than that of ordinary people, his nose flapped rapidly, and his lips were cyanotic. Grete counted silently beside him. Even if the breathing rate was less than 30 times/min - without a watch, he was not sure - it was at least 27 to 28 times/min!

Is this... enough to cause respiratory distress?

Elder Wood raised his oak staff and murmured a prayer. A rain of light fell, and the patient seemed to be getting better, trying hard to cough up a lot of thick phlegm. However, not long after the treatment stopped, he soon became out of breath again.

interesting. What is the principle of this treatment? Improve the ability of the alveoli to exchange oxygen? Or directly increase blood oxygen saturation?

Gretel quickly thought about it. Seeing that the elder's second healing technique was finished and could only be maintained but could not be improved, he took a step forward:

"This patient has a lung problem! He needs to be given oxygen!"

"Suck...what?"

Next to Elder Wood, a level 5 priest and an apprentice looked sideways at the same time. Gretel took out a small tube of oxygen from his pocket and held it in front of him:

"There is a part of the air that is the gas needed for people to breathe, and it is also the gas necessary for flame burning! Human vitality and the vitality of flames are maintained by it! If there is too much of this gas, the power of flame burning will become Multiplying—look!”

He took out a twig, lit it, and tossed it until only sparks remained. Lifting the test tube upside down, the barbarian pulled out a dagger and flattened the mouth of the tube. Gretel quickly inserted the branch into the test tube——

The blazing flames that erupted at that moment illuminated the eyes of the three priests at the same time.

"Fire is like this, and so are people! This patient is out of breath. Ordinary air is not enough for him, so he has to breathe this pure gas!"

is that so?

The worshipers of the God of Nature are doubtful. The room was quiet for a while, except for the patient's rapid breathing and a sound like a bellows. Elder Wood suddenly stretched out his hand:

"Child, show me this tube in your hand."

Grete quickly touched a new test tube and handed it over. Elder Wood held the smooth wall of the test tube and looked left, right, up, and down, but couldn't figure out what was going on. Finally, I had to ask Grete:

"Child, is the gas in this tube what you said is 'pure and can maintain the vitality of the human body'?"

"Yes!"

"Will it be useful if the patient inhales it?"

"It's useful, but very little! You need a lot of this gas... It's best to cover it with a mask and let the patient breathe directly, or insert a tube directly into the lungs..."

Ventilator! Oxygen pipeline! It's best to get an oxygen tank! What's the use of such a small test tube...

Elder Wood frowned in thought. Holding the small test tube in his left hand, he suddenly raised his right hand and pointed the tip of the oak stick at the patient:

"Then give it a try..."

The green leaves on the head of the staff swayed gently, and a translucent bubble was generated out of thin air, surrounding the patient's head. It was the bubble technique that Grete had learned. It can be used by level 1 mages and level 1 priests. The senior priest in front of me is naturally more comfortable in using it.

"I pray that the same gas that maintains the vitality of the human body as in this glass tube will fill the bubbles so that the patient can inhale it effortlessly..."

Gretel was stunned. Instead of using potassium permanganate for heating or high-pressure separation, just use magic to gather pure oxygen?

Boss, are you sure what you gathered is really pure oxygen? Not mixed with anything else? Isn't it mixed with some carbon monoxide or something?

What is the principle behind this?

Regardless, this strange magic did work. During the bubble technique, or the bubble used as an oxygen mask, the patient's complexion gradually calmed down and the cyanosis of the lips began to subside. Oxygen and all that really work!

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