Chapter 300
Garrett unleashed a torrential rebuke, speaking rapidly and with a high pitch, full of vigor. Master Norwood initially tried to resist but was quickly overwheld, managing only a faint protest:
"...I was just too tired! I’ve been working day and night on this thing for the past month, even cutting back on my ditation ti! Of course, I’d feel unwell from overexertion..."
Garrett raised an eyebrow. Still not convinced, huh? Won’t shed tears until you see the coffin, right?
"Archmage Carlisle!" He leaned out from behind the patient and called:
"Do you have a mirror here? —And yes, stop the generator! Stop it first! When soone is in the room, don’t use it to generate power! I’ll explain why later!"
He just rembered! Running electricity through rcury vapor produces ultraviolet light! This, in excess, is harmful to both the skin and eyes! Think of conditions like solar dermatitis, keratitis; these troubles are bound to happen!
Cough, although acquiring a UV lamp was an unexpected bonus — adding a sterilization tool to the laboratory — now, it couldn’t continue shining!
Archmage Carlisle reluctantly ceased. A small glass vessel capable of converting AC to DC, the changes in current involved were indeed worth savoring for this Energy Shaping magician.
But, Garrett rarely speaks to him in such a tone, and when he does, it’s always about life-threatening matters, like the previous plague seed leak...
Better to heed his advice.
The electric motor handle stopped turning, the rcury arc rectifier’s blue light went out, and Garrett finally breathed a sigh of relief. He withdrew his head, facing Master Norwood:
"Need proof, right? —Stand still, pull down your lower lip, let
see your gums!"
The alchemist, skeptical, pinched the center of his lower lip and pulled it down. Garrett scanned quickly, his eyebrows lifting:
See, I knew it.
"Take a look in a mirror. At the junction of your teeth and gums, is there a thin blue-black line? That’s rcury poisoning, deposited in your body, harming your health! Do you need more proof?"
Actually, there were other evidences. For instance, the skin scratch test positive, which could be done on the spot;
Or rcury levels in urine and blood, ah, but without the reagents or instrunts, it’s not possible now;
Or symptoms like palpitations, insomnia, hysteria, tremors, oral ulcers, loose teeth, dizziness, headaches, nausea — the patient’s recent behavior has already proven these...
But, all these symptoms need to be differentiated from other diseases. Only the blue-black line on the gums, or the rcury line, with a clear history of rcury exposure, seeing this line almost certainly diagnoses it!
Master Norwood’s complexion changed. He shakily took out a small mirror, held it up to his face, and looked. After a long while, his hand loosened, and the mirror fell silently.
Garrett caught it in ti. Master Norwood was no longer concerned about the mirror, staring blankly at Garrett, pale:
"...Will I die?"
"You shouldn’t. It’s just rcury poisoning, it should be treatable..."
It definitely is treatable. If this were his previous life, encountering a rcury poisoning patient clinically, he’d imdiately call for internal dicine. Even without internal dicine here, he could recite the treatnt plan from "Internal dicine":
Inject 5% sodium dircaptopropane sulfonate solution intramuscularly, once daily, 5ml each ti. Three days make a treatnt course, can be repeated after a four-day interval, or alternatively, dircaptosuccinic acid or dircaptopropanol can be used...
But, he had no drugs.
Nothing like sodium dircaptopropane sulfonate, dircaptosuccinic acid, dircaptopropanol...
"How about this... wait a bit, I’ll try a detoxification spell? If that doesn’t work, we might have to look for a high-ranking priest..."
Garrett clearly rembered, right after arriving in this world, seeing Reverend Donald of the Spring Water Temple casting a detoxification spell — though it wasn’t very effective against allergies. Now, having advanced to level three, he also learned this divine spell, thinking it might co in handy.
He learned it, but rarely had the chance to use it. What effect the detoxification spell would have in his hands, Garrett wasn’t quite sure...
After all, there are many principles of detoxification clinically. Inducing vomiting? Activated charcoal adsorption of intestinal toxins? Enhancing diuresis and altering urine pH to promote toxin elimination? Blood purification? Injecting chelating agents to form complexes with toxic tals in the body? Antagonizing toxins?
With so many
pathways and no animal clinical comparative experints conducted, Garrett wasn’t very confident in his divine spell...
Fortunately, Master Norwood was lucky. Despite Garrett’s lack of confidence, his mastery of divine spells was fairly solid. After one detoxification spell was cast, Master Norwood felt significantly lighter, and the headache and irritability that had plagued him for months were much alleviated. He breathed a sigh of relief and thanked profusely:
"I feel much better, thanks to you..."
Garrett persisted, casting another detoxification spell. After two spells, when Master Norwood opened his mouth again, the rcury-induced bad breath had significantly faded, and the blue-purple line on his gums vanished.
This detoxification spell worked surprisingly well!
Garrett silently praised. The disappearance of the rcury line ant that half of the toxins in the body had been removed, turning a moderate rcury poisoning into at least a mild one!
Of course, the patient might have completely recovered. But without having tested blood rcury, urine rcury, or observed over so ti, Garrett couldn’t be sure...
Should he persuade him to stay for observation?
Before he could speak, Master Norwood was already expressing his gratitude profusely. After confirming the rectifier’s acceptance with Archmage Carlisle and securing 5000 contribution points, he imdiately offered Garrett 1000:
"It’s not that I’m stingy, saving my life ans I owe you all 5000 points. It’s just that I’ve borrowed quite a bit for this project, and after paying off debts and adding to my daughter’s dowry, all I have left to use is these 1000 points..."
His spirits lifted, he clung to Garrett, his calloused hands almost peeling off a layer of Garrett’s skin in their grip. Struggling futilely, Garrett switched tactics to persuade him:
"Your rcury arc rectifier — oh, rcury rectifier, I need several for my Mage Tower, and others might need them too. If you want to repay , why not help
make a few more? Don’t worry, I’ll provide the materials, you just handle the labor. anwhile, you can also study the relationship between the rectifier and current..."
Master Norwood was rendered speechless, nodding rapidly. Behind him, Aurora rolled her eyes and muttered:
"There he goes, recruiting again..."
That’s how he was recruited too! All sorts of innovative ideas, never lacking topics, providing research conditions, offering thodological guidance! Originally agreed to work for three years, now it seems like he’ll keep working for the boss indefinitely...
And then there’s Mage Lynn, who seems to have been half-recruited too! But it’s nice, getting to pet a cat now and then, feels like happiness levels have risen ^_^
Regardless, Garrett ended up taking Master Norwood, his rcury arc rectifier, and the hand-cranked generator connected to the rectifier, back to the Mage Tower. Without taking a breath, he started guiding Master Norwood up and down, inspecting the pre-laid electrical conduits:
"Here I need to install a rectifier! And here! And here! And here!
—Oh, and make
a steam engine too! Use the fire elental pool of the Mage Tower for heating and the water elental pool for water supply. I’ll draw you the blueprint!"
UV sterilization, ah!
A staple for operating rooms and bacteriology labs! Running it for 30 minutes a day, along with disinfectant, feels like the safety index has risen again!
Master Norwood diligently studied the blueprints. The rectifier was one thing, but the steam-driven generator, propelled by steam to turn the axle, was rely an idea for Garrett. Asking a few more questions, Garrett suddenly pulled out a set of breathing machine pumps, showing the water-driven transmission chanism:
"Why don’t you consult with the dwarves?"
Master Norwood: "..."
Dare this young master of the Mage Tower be any more unreliable?!
If it weren’t for the lifesaving grace, he’d leave the Mage Tower tomorrow!
Despite saying this, Master Norwood remained grateful for Garrett’s lifesaving grace. On the third evening, seeing Garrett listlessly erge from the laboratory and collapse on the dining table like a deflated balloon, he proactively inquired:
"What’s wrong? Research not going well?"
"Penicillin extraction... still can’t be purified..."
Garrett sighed heavily. Without chemicals, without solvents, the road to purifying and extracting penicillin seed endless...
"Can’t be purified?"
Master Norwood’s knife slipped, making a grating noise on the plate. He leaned forward, concerned:
"Why don’t I give it a try?"
Your invaluable feedback and ratings an the world to . Please take a mont to rate this novel at Novelupdate.If you co across any mistakes within this chapter, kindly notify
in the comnts below, so that I can make the necessary corrections.
Reviews
All reviews (0)