Chapter 930 Gretel: If I Am Guilty, Please Let the Law Judge Me

Chapter 930 Gretel: If I am guilty, please let the law judge me...

Grete really didn't expect that he would escape the first grade of junior high school, but not the fifteenth grade.

Regarding the need to isolate patients with infectious diseases, when he was in the Kingdom of Kent, he was only responsible for giving orders, leaving all the work to students, subordinates, and parliamentary staff.

Whether it was a guard or a magician, they all did a very neat job of dragging the patient away from the hands of the patient's family members. Of course, there was some scolding, threats, and pushing and shoving, Gretel...

I can only pretend not to see it.

But now, there is no one else and no violent institution strong enough to control it at will. Do you want him to condense a fireball and then shout: "All the patients' families get out, or I will blow up this place"?

Obviously not. Gretel could only suppress his rants and communicate with the Great Witch of the Red Stone Tribe:

"Can you let people who are not sick go out first? This disease is contagious. If healthy people stay together with sick people, the disease will be transmitted to healthy people!"

"Infection?" The great witch priest of the Red Stone Tribe blinked his eyes and repeated this unfamiliar word with difficulty. Gretel's heart sank. Just when he started thinking about how to explain this concept to him, he heard this dry middle-aged man say:

"Can diseases be passed on to other people? How is that possible? Have you ever seen someone with a wound on their body pass the wound on to another person?"

Grete's head buzzed, and he almost lost his breath.

If I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of letting me popularize the concept of "infectious disease" to the indigenous people...

Even when aid was provided to Africa, those African natives at least knew that diseases were contagious!

He took a deep breath, turned around and left. The Great Red Stone Witch Festival chased after him all the way to the center of the clearing. When Gretel suddenly stopped, he almost bumped into him before he could react:

"No! Guests who have come from afar, please save us! I have no other way. The young soldiers can still withstand it, but the elderly, children, and pregnant women, they... they can't hold it anymore Come on, several people have died!"

Gretel closed his eyes slightly. At a diplomatic conference a few years ago, when he tried to promote cowpox to barbarians, he was laughed at mercilessly: Barbarians don't need this at all!

The barbarian's physique is strong enough! If your physique is too weak, you will be attacked. You will not be able to withstand the cold wind in the wilderness, and you will not be qualified to survive!

Uh, but the natives of the New World don't seem to be so strict as to "die if you can't bear it if you get sick." Correspondingly, their physiques are indeed not as good as those of barbarians, who can ignore most diseases by relying on their strong physiques...

Sure enough, the natural environment is too good and life is too comfortable?

Many thoughts flashed through Gretel's mind. He nodded calmly:

"I will help. - I came out because it is more convenient for treatment outside. Move all your patients out, serious patients first, pregnant women and children first."

"Did you hear that? Move all the patients out!"

The Red Stone Witch Ritual straightened up and spoke loudly. Upon hearing his order, the soldiers immediately rolled up their sleeves and started moving people hurriedly. These natives all sleep on leather mattresses. One person carries two corners, and the other person carries the opposite corners. It is very convenient to move them.

Soon, the open space in the middle of the shack was filled with patients. As for the furs covering the patients and the hay piled beside the furs, Grete sighed and no longer wanted to say anything.

Can mattresses be contaminated with smallpox virus?

Can healthy people be infected while sleeping and need to be thoroughly cleaned and, if possible, burned?

If necessary, these shacks will also be burned down?

This is indeed the case from the perspective of public health and infectious disease prevention and control, but from the perspective of life - great, burn them all, and then all the indigenous people freeze to death in the winter? !

Without saying a word, he threw out the fortune-telling technique first and scanned it quickly. This tribe is not big, with a total of two to three hundred people, and about fifty people have been knocked down by the disease. In the field of vision provided by the magic light, there were only a dozen people who were sick and about to die.

Fortunately, okay, it can be cured.

If you look carefully, everyone's exposed face and hands are covered with layers of blisters, some of which are crystal clear, and some of which have ruptured and suppurated. Switching to dark vision scanning again, most patients have varying degrees of high fever.

Very good, it is really smallpox - a serious infectious disease that can wipe out entire populations and wipe out entire populations. Gretel only hopes that this thing will not spread too far, from the southern end of the continent to the northern end, from the east to the west...

So how to treat smallpox?

Grete recalled it carefully. It seemed that only symptomatic and supportive treatment was available for patients who were already sick. In other words, replenish body fluids, maintain electrolyte balance, replenish nutrients, especially protein, take good care of the skin, and deal with complications such as secondary bacterial infections...

Forget it, let’s lose the magic. He calmed down, pointed at the nearest babies and children who were unable to cry, and the light on his fingertips lit up:

"[Remove disease]!"

"[Remove disease]!"

"[Remove disease]!"

Thanks for the hard work and improvement over the years, and for meditating every day. Now as a ninth-level mage, Grete no longer finds it difficult to throw three-ring healing spells...or three-ring divine spells.

He threw out more than a dozen spells in one breath, bringing all the dying patients back, and then clapped his hands:

"Others don't need such a powerful spell. Well, let me think about it..."

Which spell to use? Which spell is more cost-effective to treat mild patients on a large scale...

The Silver Moon Deer walked in silently, a hazy white light glowing on its silver-white fur. Cerela also stood beside him silently and looked around:

"Gretel! Do you want to help?"

"No! No need!" Red Stone Witch Festival quickly stopped him. While Grete was casting the spell, he had already put on his most solemn set of clothes - with the most animal teeth, gems, shells and amber - and put on a colorful feather crown:

"We can treat the remaining patients ourselves! I will hold a ceremony and request the guardian of the tribe!"

Gretel... Gretel is very willing to watch the indigenous healing rituals. Then, he saw the whole tribe supporting the old and young, and the healthy warriors supporting and carrying the sick, rushing out and arriving at a big stone outside the settlement.

They were both tall, square and square, with a large red stone with many patterns on it.

They set up firewood and burned game, various spices, strange mushrooms and powders. Then, with the Great Witch Festival taking the lead, the warriors brandished javelins and axes and danced energetically around the red stone.

What surprised Gretel was that along with the dance and war cry of the indigenous people, an illusory, stone-like light and shadow really rose from the stone. The light and shadow turned in a circle, scattering little bits of light, falling on the Great Witch Festival, falling on the warriors...

It falls on every healthy and sick person.

So, this big stone, is this what you believe in?

Is it the object of worship from your tribe?

Do you worship it at ordinary times and ask for it when something happens?

What's the difference between you and enshrining a big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, asking the children to worship the big banyan tree as their godfather and godmother, and bringing them to kowtow when something goes wrong!

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Regarding the indigenous concept of infectious diseases, taken from "1491: Pre-Columbian Apocalypse"

To be honest, when I saw this paragraph, my eyes went dark