Struggle in the Steam Age

It can be said that the internal affairs of the hospital are handled well. At least the whole house has been disinfected according to the method proposed in Lawrence's paper at the time. At the same time, they insisted on disinfecting them when dealing with the wounds. Lawrence and the others just heard the shouting that came from the wounded while they were being disinfected.

"Is the disinfectant enough?" Lawrence Lawrence immediately began to perform his duties after arriving at the logistics office of this temporary hospital. Compared with the various medical equipment, bed sheets and bedding he had been using before, he was a little worried. This newly added necessities will not be enough.

"Enough is enough. Our chemical plant pulls a cart of bleach to disinfect medical equipment in the room. This bleach has the same disinfection effect as carbolic acid, but it is not as corrosive as carbolic acid."

The director of logistics introduced very proudly, and then took a bottle of light yellow liquid in a glass bottle from the shelf behind him. After opening the cap, a pungent smell rushed into Lawrence’s nasal cavity, except for the pungent nose. , He also smelled a familiar smell from it.

"How does it smell like 84 disinfectant?" After fanning himself on the mouth of his hand bottle again, through the previous inquiry to the head of logistics and his own perception, Lawrence could determine that this bleach should be disinfected with 84 in the previous life. The liquid is no different, and in his impression, the hospital smells of August 4 disinfectant all day long.

"It seems that carbolic acid is relatively corrosive, and then it was eliminated?" Lawrence thought with some uncertainty after thinking about the information he had read in his previous life. "Regardless of it, people in this world are not stupid anyway. I just need to use my own knowledge to help them give pointers. They can definitely find the path that suits them best."

"So what about the alcohol that disinfects the wounded?" After skipping the issue of disinfectants for equipment and the environment, Lawrence was concerned about another disinfectant for humans, because in this era, all ethanol can disinfect humans. It is brewed with grain, not with chemical raw materials like Lawrence did in his previous life. So he was a little worried about the lack of alcohol.

"It's also very sufficient." The logistics director said, "I have to say that we are very lucky. A wine merchant of Rurik descent donated a full 20 wooden barrels of water of life, which is enough for us. "

"Sounds very good." Lawrence nodded. In any case, adequate supplies are one of the most important foundations for solving the problem. As long as the materials are sufficient, most of the problems can be solved.

The next step is to investigate the situation in the ward on the spot. Lawrence also knows what the screams are just now. In the final analysis, they are still related to the fish people.

Through questioning the doctors and the wounded, Lawrence learned that most of the wounded here were wounded by ordinary murlocs in the melee except for very few were injured by the extraordinary powers of the murlocs.

Among the ordinary murlocs, the elite murlocs are wearing armor made of waterweed and driftwood. The top of the spear in his hand is bound with some pieces of metal that are seen to be the destruction of certain pots and pans. The vast majority of ordinary murlocs have nothing on their bodies, only a sharpened wooden stick in their hands.

Although murlocs are a wild race lacking in intelligence, they still use tools. As a kind of aquatic organisms, metal smelting is definitely a big problem for them. If a mermaid with a natural intelligence equal to that of humans and a large number of extraordinary individuals can barely smelt metals in the water, a mob of murlocs is certainly no trick.

Therefore, some of the only metals that fish people can only obtain by attacking land races. In order to save precious metals and also to facilitate use in water with high resistance, most of the weapons used by these fish people are forks or forks. Spears are weapons that are mainly prodded.

This has also led to most of the wounded lying in the hospital now with penetrating wounds, which are more painful than other wounds when disinfected.

For example, in a ward on the third floor, Lawrence watched the doctors disinfect the wounds of a newly sent ensign. The hapless second lieutenant platoon leader took the lead in the command process, and was besieged by a group of murlocs. With the cooperation of his pistol and saber comrades, he bravely set over 16 murlocs, but in the end, he was very unfortunately shot in the chest. The murloc fell to the ground dying with a broken branch on his foot. Poked a cross.

As a result, in order to sterilize the platoon leader, the doctors had to find two male caregivers with big waists to hold him down, and then a doctor stuffed a sterilized gauze soaked in alcohol from the bottom of the wound and pulled it out from the top. Then he pulled back and forth in his feet like a leather shoe.

I have to say that this soldier is strong-willed enough to keep his body as still as possible to cooperate with the doctor's treatment even with such pain, but there is really no way to avoid subconscious screams.

"Most of the wounded are like this. The wounds are small but deep." said a doctor standing next to Lawrence. "Therefore, the pain is inevitable during disinfection, but it is fortunate to have gone through such a process. After disinfection, the probability of infection of the wound and the final need for amputation dropped from 24% to 0.4%."

"Very good." Lawrence nodded in satisfaction. If there is no need for amputation, it means that the wounded can basically recover after recovery. This is a good thing from all angles. Because of this, even if the wounds feel more painful when disinfected than when they are injured, each wounded will do his best to cooperate with the medical staff to disinfect their wounds.

In another ward, Lawrence saw a caregiver take a pot of plants from a trolley and put them on the bedside table of the wounded's bed. This plant grows very strange, with only a fist-sized bright red fruit growing on the top of the branches and leaves at forearm height, which looks a little top-heavy.

After placing the plants, the nurse placed the wounded's hand on the side of the pot of plants and grabbed a branch of the plant and placed it on the wounded's wrist. Then he took out a small test tube from his arms and put the test tube in emerald green. The drops fell on that fruit.

For a moment, the plant wrapped branches around the wounded's arm as if it were alive and pierced the wounded's skin with thorns. Then a little bit of bright red liquid flowed from the fruit and flowed into the wounded's body along the branches.

"What is this?" Lawrence asked curiously. He had never seen anything like this before. "It seems to be some kind of extraordinary plant!"

"This is called a blood fruit, and it is a kind of fruit that is unique to us." said the doctor who accompanied Lawrence. "It is normal for you not to know each other, because this is a priest of the God of Suffering only two weeks ago. A special plant cultivated by the Church of Agriculture ~www.ltnovel.com~ Priest Borondel is not only a bishop of the Church of the Crucifixion, but also a director of the Charity Hospital of the Church of the Crucifixion." This doctor Explained for Lawrence. "Because this is the Great Lakes region, there are many cases of injuries caused by various transcendent creatures, and the final cause of death for many injured people is due to excessive blood loss."

"The potions used by the transcendents are either too expensive or not suitable for ordinary people at all. So Priest Borondel tried to invent a way to replenish blood that ordinary people can use."

"After five years of cooperation with the agricultural church, they finally cultivated this low-cost fruit that can be used for blood transfusion more than ten days ago, and now they are taking advantage of the wounded who have lost too much blood. Conduct intensive trials."

Is blood transfusion technology in this world so magical? After listening to the doctor's explanation, Lawrence thought, but thinking about it, it is normal to use magic to solve problems in a world where extraordinary powers are revealed to the world.

"Okay, I have almost checked this hospital." Lawrence said to the accompanying doctor after being transferred to the whole hospital. "Next I should go to the front line to take a look."