Chapter 682: The Number of Pregnant Women Has Doubled, Overwhelming Your Hospital!

It was early morning on the third day Grete took over the hospital.

"Your Excellency the Mage! Your Excellency the Mage Nordmark!"

Bang bang bang bang, the door was knocked loudly. Grete sat up from the bed and shouted back:

"What's up?"

"There are so many pregnant women at the door! All of them are staying at the door, dragging their families with their families. Some pregnant women are about to give birth! - Go and have a look!"

After hearing the first sentence, Gretel had completely woken up;

Upon hearing the second sentence, he jumped out of bed barefoot and began to quickly put on clothes for himself;

When he heard the third sentence, he didn't even have time to wash his face or brush his teeth. He threw a cleansing spell on his face and opened the door:

“Are all the hospital beds full?”

"It's all full!" The man at the door looked anxious and sweating profusely:

"All the midwives are busy, they are overwhelmed! - Go and have a look!"

Gretel glanced at him, his face was familiar, but he couldn't name him. He only knew that he was a staff member who had been introduced a few days ago. But Grete still knew the consequences of being blocked by a large group of pregnant women and giving birth every minute without being able to treat them -

If a pregnant woman had a miscarriage in front of the hospital, or even killed two people, the hospital would not accept her. If public anger is aroused, the hospital can be shut down!

At this time, the doors to the left and right had been opened, and the people Grete had brought from Nevis poked their heads out one after another. Grete ran out and shouted to them:

"Go and help! Go to the ward to help first! Open the operating room! - Appa!"

The last sentence's voice suddenly rose in pitch. There was a deer cry in the distance, and the Silver Moon Deer galloped over, turned its head and picked up Grete on the deer's back. Gretel leaned forward and grasped the antlers:

"Go to the gate! Quick!"

The sound of hooves was heard, as dense as the pelting rain, and he rushed towards the entrance of the hospital. The level 8 monster ran with all its strength, as fast as a silver light, and stopped at the gate of the hospital in a moment. Faces full of pain, worry, and hope immediately turned towards him.

"Sir, let us go in..."

"My mother-in-law is giving birth..."

"It hurts so much...ah——"

Grete looked up and saw that there were carts, wheelbarrows, or two or three people supporting a pregnant woman on the road, spreading a piece of clothing and barely sitting on the ground. The long queue stretched to both sides of the hospital entrance. At a glance, there were more than twenty or thirty groups.

At the gate, four security guards linked arms to keep the crowd out and kept shouting:

"Stop crowding, stop crowding!"

"All the hospital beds are full! We can't take anyone in! There's no one to take care of the babies!"

"Go home quickly! Find a midwife you are familiar with! The longer we stay here, the greater the trouble will be in the future!"

Noisy and crowded, people's blood pressure will rise just by looking at them. From a distance, there seemed to be people watching in the alley, but the alley was too narrow and dark to see clearly.

"Is this really useful?"

In the alley, a man wearing a dark gray cloak with a hood covering half of his face was asking in a low voice. Next to him, another man pressed his felt hat on his head and bent down:

"It must be useful! - My second daughter-in-law asked a midwife she knew well. There are only 20 wards in total, and they are all full! They can't fit them in, so they can only hang them outside to dry. In the eyes of others, it's obvious You just don’t care about the life or death of pregnant women!”

"Irrelevant people, who has nothing to do to come and see?"

"Don't worry, sir. I have contacted the reporters and painters from the Daily Express. They will be here in a while. If I see this, I will definitely publish a big article!"

Gretel was far away from these whispers, so it was naturally impossible to hear them. He was just surprised: Why are there so many suddenly?

Grete frowned. I quickly started calculating in my mind:

The Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital, a maternity ward facing the poor, has 60 beds. Counting labor, observation, and connections, the average length of stay for each mother is three days. ——In other words, 20 hospital beds will be vacant every day;

The population of the Royal Capital is similar to that of Nevis, around one million people. If the birth rate is similar, about 40,000 people are born every year, which averages to a little more than 100 people every day;

These 100 people will be digested by various temples, all midwives, and those who are too poor to give birth at home. The maternal and infant hospital has 20 beds per day, and the reception capacity is more than enough;

So, how come the number of people visiting the hospital suddenly doubled? The maternity hospital is not an infectious disease hospital, and the number of patients will not suddenly increase; if it is due to newspaper advertisements, the people who come should be the middle class who are literate and able to read, not the poor people now...

But now is not the time to pursue this. Grete urged the Silver Moon Deer to gallop back and forth in front of the queue of pregnant women, already knowing something in her mind:

Less than 30, no problem!

Got it!

"Appa, let's go back, and then you take care of them! Throw healing spells on those pregnant women to make them last longer!"

He patted the Silver Moon Deer. Apa turned around and returned, put Grete at the entrance of the administration building, and rushed back to the hospital gate again. Gretel took a deep breath and began to direct:

"Extra beds! Extra beds immediately! Add one bed to each ward, and then add another bed in the corridor!"

Mr. Dodge, the Financial Controller, grimaced, but before he could speak, Gretel shouted at him:

"Move out all the bed frames in stock. If there are not enough, take the beds in everyone's bedrooms for emergency use first, starting with my bed! If there are not enough, just lay out straw mats and mattresses, and then go out to buy them immediately!"

Mr. Dodge bowed and immediately rushed out with the logistics manager to get busy. Grete turned to the chief midwife:

"Take all the mothers in, set up a pre-examination table at the door, and ask old Nina to bring the most experienced midwife over to check all the mothers with Joanna!"

"If it's not urgent at the moment, we'll send him to the ward; if he's urgent, he'll be sent to the delivery room; if it's dangerous, he'll be sent to the operating room! Inform Cerela to get ready and start the operation immediately!"

Isn’t it just 30?

The extra bed can be easily accommodated!

When the obstetrics and gynecology department was the most stressful in my previous life, extra beds were added to the corridor, and the observation room of the emergency department was crowded with flat cars and recliners. I have seen that kind of scene more than once!

Fortunately, he was not busy these two days. Orders were given to recruit people, and midwives from Qiangwei Building and Xiaobai Building were transferred to help. They were trained in the 7-step hand washing method and strictly required aseptic operation standards, which established a certain prestige. With an order, the hospital began to spin with a rumble.

By the time reporters and painters from the "Daily Express" arrived, only the Silver Moon Deer was left pacing back and forth in front of the hospital. The family members of the mother are in clusters, and they are looking forward to it.

And the reason that attracted them here, those pregnant women who were said to have been turned away by the hospital, have all disappeared...

"Aren't you saying that the hospital here is treating human life with indifference, turning away pregnant women and leaving them dead and dead?!"

The reporter crawled out of Wenrou Village early in the morning, feeling a little unhappy. In addition, he invited a painter to come over as a favor, but failed to do so. He became more and more resentful, grabbed the messenger and shouted:

"Where are the people?!"

"It's all taken in...what's the use of just taking it in!"

The man in the felt hat pressed the brim of his hat hard, used the felt hat to absorb the sweat from his forehead, and argued bravely:

"There are only so many midwives inside! There are only so many spellcasters! Taking people in, lying there and letting them struggle on their own, is considered taking them in! Otherwise, why not let the family members in! - Wait and see if anyone is dead inside Bar!"

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