Using sailors as subjects for cowpox vaccination was a thod Garrett had decided on after much contemplation.
Previously, when he tried to attract the poor with low-cost treatnts, his efforts to find volunteers had failed nearly 90% of the ti. The main reason was that the adults in this world simply did not have the ti to be isolated for observation:
n had to work in workshops, at docks, and in shops;
Won had to work in laundries, dye houses, or at the very least, take care of the household chores, cooking, and cleaning;
Even children as young as five or six, regardless of gender, had to earn money for their families. Missing a day ant missing a al; missing ten days—no, even just three days—would certainly an losing their job.
In this harsh world, the lives of the poor had almost no margin for error. The only ones who could afford the ti to be isolated were children as young as three or four.
However, the thought of cramming twenty or thirty children into a hospital ward and caring for them over ten days gave Garrett a splitting headache. He wouldn’t take that step unless absolutely necessary.
Of course, unless absolutely necessary, Garrett ’Social Anxiety’ Nordmark did not want to wave his teacher’s banner at the city hall, gathering a group of death row inmates as subjects...
Using sailors was so much better! They were young and strong. A ship would dock, unload, resupply, load goods, and sotis even repair. There would always be so idle ti!
Garrett just needed to provide them with room and board during their port stays to lure them into participating in isolation observation for ten to fifteen days.
Having familiar sea rchants bring them over was excellent; from one rchant to dozens, gathering a thousand sailors required only a few dozen ships—
The only problem was the higher loss of cowpox vaccines. Sailors might change jobs, stay in other ports, or even die at sea.
Of the first group of subjects, less than 50% would co back for the human pox trials. Even then, that was with the organization of sea rchants and shipowners; hoping for 10% of the sailors to co on their own was a blessing Garrett was thankful for.
But then, was the cost of the cowpox vaccine even considered a cost?
Garrett, with a tower of mages and now a hospital in his na, Nordmark, could afford it...
Garrett wanted the sailors to be free of smallpox forever, and the gouty sea rchants were naturally willing to comply. He not only reviewed his personnel but quickly organized the transportation of fifty to sixty sailors, vigorously promoting the cause.
Soon, in the rchant circles, the legend of Garrett began to spread:
"Have you heard? The illness of Sanger’s father, which even the Temple of the War God couldn’t cure, was healed by that mage Nordmark!"
"Have you heard? Nordmark mage pulled a chili pepper out of old Karel’s lung!"
"Have you heard? Nordmark mage took out old Karel’s lung and replaced it with a new one!"
The promotion turned into boasting, and the boasting turned into a hot topic among circles. When Garrett’s story of treating lungs traveled from the rchants to the alchemy workshops and from the transmutation to necromancy schools, the story had already morphed into:
"Did you really replace an old man’s lungs with cow lungs?"
Garrett looked at the hurriedly approaching Edgar mage, his hair all ssed up, speechless.
Replace cow lungs?
Do I look like soone who would replace human lungs with cow lungs?
I’m not a gene editing master, I can’t create anti-rejection drugs... Besides, if I did replace them, I’d prioritize pig lungs. Why would I use cow lungs?!
Pig organs are about the sa size as human’s!
He went through great pains to clarify the actual facts... Speaking of which, how did cowpox and lung treatnt get twisted into cow lung transplantation? Rumors spread too fast!
Edgar mage sighed deeply:
"I thought you had a way... oh, by the way, what is cowpox?"
Garrett breathed a sigh of relief, ready to explain what cowpox really was. But just as he started, Edgar mage ca to his senses and shook his head:
"Don’t tell , don’t tell . I’ll just read your paper later—speaking of which, is that paper about to be published?"
Actually, according to Garrett’s plan, he wanted to complete the preservation of the vaccine before submitting the paper. At the very least, it had to be preserved for ten to fifteen days to be transported from Nevis to the southern capital—
Otherwise, how would he promote vaccination?
Should he walk around with a cow?
However, Edgar mage pressed him quite hard. He didn’t ask outright, but he said he
didn’t want to hear it, yet his actions were honest, running to the hospital every day. After the fifth visit, Garrett could no longer hold back:
"Carlos, complete the previous experint results and write a paper. Hmm... write about the selected subjects successfully being vaccinated with cowpox, and then no reactions to human pox, okay?"
Leon Carlos took the order and then, poor young necromancer, plunged into deep waters...
Poor him, when he was at the academy, he wasn’t trained in writing papers. His family was poor, his talents not notable, and he didn’t receive any special attention from the faculty. And then, an ordinary mage...
Why do you need to write papers?
Why do you need to conduct research?
Graduate quickly, advance to a formal mage, and find a job to support yourself! Mage apprentice, first-level mage, do you have any significant achievents that require publishing a paper?
Thus, the first draft of Carlos’ paper wasn’t even in the correct format. He didn’t even list his na in the author column, only writing "Garrett Nordmark"...
Garrett sighed and reluctantly added Carlos’ na and changed himself to the corresponding author.
Ah, this research, he only provided the plan, guidance, and material conditions, the work was entirely done by Carlos, so he naturally could take the lead author...
After reviewing, the paper was already a ss. Garrett flipped through and threw a pile of ’Ordinary Mage Monthly’ for him to refer to:
"Arcane" and "Magic
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