Chapter 680 Taking over the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital!
Grete had no idea how noble the Baroness' status was. However, even if the level 6 magician/level 6 priest does not include a bunch of bonuses, they can at least be on an equal footing with each other.
How big an official the queen's clerk is is beyond Gretel's knowledge system. In the Kingdom of Kent, official positions are not divided into grades one to nine... If you have to apply it, it is probably similar to Bingbi, the Supervisor of Ceremonies?
In any case, the clerical lady assigned by the Queen to deal with the situation, Baroness Witteg, is quite capable. Yan Xiaoyan invited Grete and others to have lunch. The dishes were rich and exquisite, taking care of everyone's taste.
More importantly, there is plenty of preparation for the guests’ astonishing appetites. Even if Cerela ate plate after plate of lamb legs, steaks, foie gras, sponge cakes, and waffles in front of her, she remained unmoved and calmly directed the servants to serve the dishes——
And no cuts were made to Bernard's or any of the other guests' portions.
This kind of calmness and scheduling ability won everyone's favor. So, when the banquet was over and Baroness Witteg took them to the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital, Cerela actually sat down in the carriage and gave up her territory to the Baroness.
"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen is kind and used her private property to build a maternal and infant hospital to benefit poor pregnant women in the capital. I have been following up since the beginning of the construction."
Baroness Witteg leaned upright on the back of the carriage chair, folded her hands, and her blue eyes sparkled:
"But I am not a spell caster, let alone a healer. So please take a look, is there anything that needs improvement?"
The Maternity and Infant Hospital is not far from the Queen's Villa, and it only takes about half an hour by carriage. He turned a corner on the boulevard outside the palace, crossed a field, and was close to the edge of the royal capital. Then, the carriage became bumpier and bumpier, and the road became narrower and narrower...
Baroness Witeiger looked at several spellcasters carefully. Cerira was looking out of the car window, her face full of curiosity; Aunt Thalia was looking intently, twisting a string of rosary beads in her hand with a compassionate expression, and Gretel...
Grete looked around, and was actually quite satisfied?
"This is a good location."
The carriage stopped, and Gretel was the first to jump out of the carriage, looking left and right. The surrounding buildings are low and simple, obviously close to slums, but only in this way can poor pregnant women get treatment most conveniently;
At the entrance of the hospital, an avenue extends to both sides. Although the road is not well built, it can still be used for horse-drawn carriages, which means that small citizens, workshop owners, and middle-income people also have the possibility to come here;
If he saw it correctly, in the deepest part of the hospital, in the farthest direction from the slums, there was a small building surrounded by a rose fence. The exterior walls are actually painted in a light red color. At first glance, you can tell that it is for nobles...
"How many wards are there here? Are there midwives? Are there any spellcasters who have arrived first? How many pregnant women are currently admitted, and what other facilities are there?"
He asked a series of questions. Baroness Witteger also answered one by one:
The construction of the Maternity and Infant Hospital started one and a half months ago, and it was completed a month later and immediately started treating pregnant women. So far, at least the wards in the slums are full.
——Of course, there are only 20 wards, each with only three people, so it is difficult not to overcrowd them. In this area, 30 midwives are employed to work there. Each one is paid one gold coin per month, with three shifts of 12 hours off.
As for the small white building for small businessmen, workshop owners, city hall clerks, craftsmen, low-level military officers, and other middle-income people, it currently has ten rooms, each with a bed. The quota of midwives in Xiaobailou is 15, and they also work in three shifts of 12 hours each.
The small building painted in red, also known as the Rose Building, is only used by nobles with titles and spellcasters. There are five rooms in total, and each one is empty. Five midwives have nothing to do and hang around there every day...
At this point, everyone has already entered the hospital building. Between the poor ward and the small white building, there stood a small gray building made of bricks and stones. Several people were already standing in front of the building to greet him. Baroness Witeiger pointed one by one and introduced Gretel:
"This is Lord Graf, who is in charge of this hospital by order of the Queen."
A little old man with gray hair and a serious face took a step forward with his lips pursed and nodded to Grete.
"This is Mr. Dodge, a senior accountant and the hospital's financial controller."
A middle-aged man in a tuxedo and neatly tied tie, who almost strangled himself, came out of the queue and bowed to Grete.
"This is Ms. Haynes, a fifth-level pastor of the Order of the God of Nature. She heard that we were going to build a maternal and infant hospital, so she took the initiative to come over."
A petite middle-aged woman with a rosy face and energetic eyes smiled at Gretel. Gretel smiled back: Spellcaster, my own spellcaster, things will be much easier with this lady here!
"This is Sister Pariya from the Spring Temple, a third-level priest."
Considering her age, this young lady really shouldn't be called "Mammy". But looking at her lineless navy blue dress, the light blue headscarf that carefully wrapped her hair, and the shiny rosary beads in her hands, Grete could probably guess:
This is a priestess who devotes her life to the goddess of spring water and vows not to marry. And such a priestess will devote most of her energy to gynecology and obstetrics, subjects that are inconvenient for men to touch.
He nodded hurriedly to Sister Pariya and turned to the next caster, a thin man. The man was wearing a robe, with a mage badge on his chest, and two bronze stars that were polished brightly. Sure enough, Baroness Witteger introduced:
"This is the medical mage of the Royal Mage Corps, Mr. Rubeus Thomas."
Is there only a second-level medical mage? I hope he is not the only medical mage in the capital, otherwise, the daily medical services that magicians receive are really worrying...
Grete groaned silently. The remaining people standing in the second row, whom Mrs. Vitag did not even introduce, were probably the head midwives, the security captain, the washerwoman and the logistics staff. She just raised her voice and announced the Queen's order:
"According to the Queen's order, Master Nordmark will take over all medical affairs of the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital from today. Please cooperate with me. The Queen hopes to see her subjects receive better and safer childbirth care than before. "
All eyes were on Gretel. Gretel looked from Lord Graf on the far left to Master Thomas on the far right, and then from the far right of the second row to the far left. He didn't know where to start, so he coughed:
"Dear gentlemen, fellow spell casters, and colleagues working in the hospital, hello everyone. I came here to bring some new medical technologies and new spells, hoping to improve the level of obstetrics in the capital. "
"These technologies and spells, together with the casters, nurses and midwives I brought, will be shared with everyone one by one in the next few months. Now, let us first take a look at the working status of the midwives."
He turned around and walked towards the poor ward first. Not long after, Gretel's furious roar sounded outside the ward area:
"Wash your hands! Change your clothes! Clean the delivery bed! You should clean yourselves!!!"
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