Chapter 298 Do You Think You Can Make Penicillin?

The two great magicians looked over together.

Archmage Carlisle frowned deeply. I wanted to stop it, but since it was Gretel's own project, I couldn't speak out at the moment. Archmage Morton, on the other hand, was not only shocked and moved, but also felt deeply ashamed:

"Well, it doesn't have to be like this - how can we -"

His voice was trembling, and his red hair, which was standing straight just a moment ago, was now limp and almost all hanging down. Grete stopped him sincerely:

"Your Excellency the Archmage. The relationship between the Conjuration Department and the Medical Department has always been very good with our Thunder Horn. The last time my follower was poisoned, Master Galen Novak personally came to rescue him.

——It’s just that if an apprentice does something wrong, it won’t affect our relationship. Besides, isn’t this spirit of sharing knowledge and cooperative research what the Magic Council has always advocated? "

Archmage Carlisle stopped talking. Well, when Aurora was poisoned by electrolytic salt water, they did agree with the medical branch. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have directly knocked on Morton's door. He would have gone to the review committee through Old Sam and brought the matter to light!

Old Morton's face turned red and he still shook his head. Gretel thought for a moment and smiled:

"Otherwise - can you do me a favor? Regarding the staged research results of Penicillium, I will write a paper in the past two days. Can you help me find a journal to publish it? Then, if you do subsequent research, remember to quote me. paper?"

This is possible. Conducting research on the basis of other people's papers after they have been published is a common and encouraged practice in the Magic Council. The redness on Old Morton's face finally faded a little, and he patted his chest:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of publishing the paper! - Also, that Penicillium didn't get you for nothing, I'll pay for it!"

He took off his mage badge and planned to transfer the contribution points. Grete jumped back quickly:

"No, no, the compensation has been agreed upon. However, if you want more, you can only go to the trading center and buy it. I won't be polite with my price!"

"I won't ask for more discounts!"

Old Morton laughed.

They say goodbye to each other. Old Morton stayed to watch his disciple pack his things, and then left immediately at dawn, while Archmage Carlisle sent Grete back to the Mage Tower. The horse's hooves were able to slip into the night, until the lights of Kaos Magic Academy were far behind him and could no longer be seen. Archmage Carlisle sighed:

"Why are you so generous?"

"Are you okay?" Gretel shrugged. Archmage Carlisle glared at him with hatred, and if he hadn't been on horseback, he would have almost raised his hand and knocked him on the head:

"With this precedent, if I want to cooperate with you in the future, I can just steal something first. If I can't steal anything, how can I send an apprentice to beat you up and turn enemies into friends? How dare you invite people to cooperate with such an important thing? Don't you dare send it out directly?

——Aren't you afraid that after you have worked hard for a long time, they will finish it before you? "

"Hehe~~~"

Gretel lowered his head on horseback and laughed. It wasn't until Archmage Carlisle was so angry that he canceled the Phantom Pony and let him fall directly to the ground (although he was given a feather fall spell at the last moment), he stopped laughing, raised his head and explained:

"Whether they will make it before me, I don't know. But - I am very sure that they will not be able to make what I plan to make!"

"you?"

"Just watch!"

Gretel's article "The Discovery of a New Pathogenic Bacteria and the Effect of Penicillium in Containing Bacteria" was soon published. In order to rush for time, I did not grab the space in the two journals "Arcane" and "Magic", but published it in "Death Canopy"——

Anyway, the first half is also about diseases, and there is nothing wrong with it in a journal of the Necromancy School. And with Old Morton's guarantee, the paper reward will not be less than a penny for him...

A third-level little magician published an article, a fifth-level mage wrote the second article (this time, Master Lin En replaced Aurora as the paper tool), a 15th-level great magician of the medical branch, a 15th-level Necromancer Review. Such specifications quickly attracted the attention of magicians.

In addition to Master Morton, there are two great magicians in the medical branch, who have aroused great interest in Grete's thesis:

"We found that this cyan mold has a significant inhibitory effect on the reproduction of Staphylococcus aureus.

——Culture it together with Staphylococcus aureus in a petri dish, and there will be an obvious empty space in the petri dish; drop it into the Staphylococcus aureus culture solution, and you can see that the culture solution is obviously clear, and no large-scale reproduction of Staphylococcus aureus was found in the secondary culture. …”

"Our next goals are:

1. Study the principle of Penicillium inhibiting the growth of Staphylococcus aureus;

2. Study the growth of other pathogens besides Staphylococcus aureus that Penicillium can inhibit;

3. Try to make this substance that inhibits Staphylococcus aureus into a portable drug that can be carried with you. In this way, even in places beyond the reach of extraordinary powers, ordinary people can improve their chances of recovery..."

This is an interesting topic! Well worth the effort! If this kind of drug is developed, it will be easier for everyone to survive even if there is no healer in the team!

The three great magicians each led their teams and rushed onto the path guided by Gretel without hesitation. Then, it immediately turned upside down and no one recognized it.

"Penicillium is growing to death!"

"I'm raising myself to death again!"

"This batch is no longer good, and I have to buy new ones..."

"The casting is over! The materials have been used up!"

"It's okay, go buy it! It's cheap anyway! Hurry up, otherwise it will be sold out!"

The price of the penicillium that Grete hung in the trading window was very reasonable, and it could even be said that it was a small profit but a quick turnover. A bottle of 50ml culture medium, with the bacteria put in 24 hours in advance, has already turned a light cyan color, and can be identified by an independent magician to ensure the survival of the bacteria - it only sells for one gold coin.

The magicians scanned the goods without batting an eye. Later, they even gave up cultivating Penicillium themselves and only left it to their apprentices to do it one by one, while they bought it all themselves.

One gold coin is enough for casting materials, which is so cheap for a level 14 or 5 great magician!

——Of course, Grete makes corn starch culture medium here, boils a large pot at a time, and can fill 100 50ml bottles, and the cost is less than 1 gold coin. He will not say this kind of thing...

"Come on! Do more! This month's research funding depends on you!"

But it must be said that the great magician is the great magician. Under the strong rebuttal that worked wonders, they really found a new path:

A month later, Master Morton invited Gretel to his laboratory to observe the magic experiments.

"Kill pathogenic bacteria, the first experiment begins!"

Master Morton muttered a mantra, held a test tube of penicillium in his left hand, and kept changing gestures with his right hand. Gretel opened his eyes beside him:

Okay, you really used Penicillium as a casting material and developed a new magic... I just don't know how to control the healing amount of your magic?

Intramuscular injection of penicillin, 800,000 to 2 million units per day, administered in 3 to 4 times; intravenous drip, 2 to 20 million units per day, administered in 2 to 4 times. During intravenous infusion, the administration rate should not exceed 500,000 units per minute to avoid central nervous system toxicity. How high is your rate?

Master Morton's singing suddenly stopped. He straightened his right hand and pointed at the weak rabbit with dirty and knotted hair on the experimental table in front of him. A green light shot out from his fingertips and landed directly on the rabbit.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Gretel muttered silently in his mind. Almost immediately, the rabbit's whole body twitched, its head and neck straightened, its limbs stiffened, dead, dead, dead...

"Well, I still can't control the strength of the healing technique well..." Master Morton lowered his arm and looked at Gretel awkwardly:

"So far, Penicillium in five milliliters has the highest cure rate, about 30%, but the mortality rate is 70%...

With such a high mortality rate, we dare not try it on patients. The mortality rate without treatment is lower than it! "

Gretel: "..." Penicillin overdose, allergic reaction too serious, right? Once a large dose of penicillin is taken, the probability of allergic reactions increases exponentially!

"What about the mortality rate within three days?"

"It will be 10% higher..."

Well, considering a series of adverse reactions such as penicillin encephalopathy, cerebral hemorrhage, allergic heart failure, etc... So the dosage must be controlled. If it is not made into a medicine and penicillin is used as a casting material and used directly to cast spells, it will be really difficult to control. Dosage!

"What about making it into medicine?"

Master Morton gave him a sad look.

Don't ask, you'll get nothing if you ask...

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I spent too much time looking up information...

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