It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

At the front of the hall, the bright red lines on the line graph were raised high, which was shocking.

On both sides and below the hall, nobles, knights, wealthy businessmen, craftsmen, etc. were speechless.

Under the bald bishop, there was a click, and a section of the armrest of the chair was torn off.

He stood up suddenly:

"What to do? - You say, we will cooperate with you!"

This is a great trust and a great responsibility. Even though Gretel has dual identities of priest and mage, the two level 1 professions added together are still far behind the bald bishop. Gretel was not afraid, he stretched out his right hand, counted his fingers one by one and said:

"First of all, we need to gather all the patients in one place and separate them according to severity. Send someone to take care of the mild ones, and let the priest treat the severe ones-"

Before he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the hall. Baron Vaughn jumped extremely high:

"How can this be done! How can my family be put together with those mud-legged people!"

"Do you know how to take care of it? Do you know how to treat it? - If someone gets sick, do you know what to do so that others don't get sick?"

Grete asked three questions in succession. With each question, Baron Vaughn's arrogance dropped a bit. After three questions, His Excellency the Baron blinked: "But -"

"There is no but." Elder Erwin said coldly:

"Those who do not obey orders and are unwilling to contribute will have no time to deal with the Natural God Cult."

"The Temple of the God of War is not available either." The bald bishop added.

There are three churches in the city, and the Spring Water Temple is closed. The latter two are equivalent to monopolizing all healing resources. When the two families join forces, the whole city has to obey its orders. Baron Vaughan shut up silently, listening to Gretel's words and ordering in an orderly manner:

"Take the map and household registration information of the whole city, divide them by area, and search for patients from door to door. All patients will be escorted to the same place for treatment."

"I'll send someone!" Captain Nolan agreed immediately. Elder Erwin interjected: "Just send it to the church of the Lord of Glory. It's empty there anyway."

"Thank you for your hard work." Gretel bowed slightly:

"All the patients' family members are also gathered in one place for observation. ... Those who do not have the same symptoms within three days can be released."

"In the whole city, especially in the slums, set up stoves and provide boiled water for free. Let's set up ten...twenty ones first, and issue an order to the whole city. No one is allowed to drink raw water, drink water, or cook. They all come to drink boiled water! "

"Uh...what about the money?"

The clerk beside him who was recording the order blurted out. Gretel glanced down. Among the wealthy businessmen, Mr. Hogan, who had given him a pen and paper before, immediately jumped up, and the silver button on his belly trembled:

"I'll donate ten gold coins!"

"Thank you for your generosity." Gretel bowed slightly. He turned to the affairs officer and said, "Record it and count it as a donation to the temple?"

He looked at the teacher. Elder Erwin nodded slightly, and immediately, five or six hands were raised:

"I'll also donate ten gold coins!"

"I'll donate five!"

"I'll donate eight!"

"I've paid for all the charcoal used to boil water these days!"

The affairs officer's records are insufficient. Grete looked down, showed a smile that was in line with everyone's expectations, and continued to order:

"Concentrate lime all over the city. Put a large amount of quicklime on all water sources. Add one bucket of quicklime to one bucket of water, stir it evenly and then add three buckets of water. With this ratio, all the floors of homes with patients will be sprinkled!"

"Find some healthy women to come to the temple to take care of the sick, boil water and cook food..."

He issued orders one by one. Around him, a row of administrative officers from the city lord's palace were extremely busy: moving maps, moving household registration information, dividing areas, and cooperating with the city guards to assign manpower according to plots of land. Calculate areas, calculate manpower, and calculate costs. Captain Nolan suddenly turned around:

"Not enough manpower!"

"Send the temple guards!" the bald bishop responded immediately. He stared straight at Baron Vaughn until he spread his hands and shrugged helplessly:

"Okay, I can also send ten of my guards..."

Gretel searched as hard as possible, trying not to miss any detail. Even in a foreign world, even when faced with an unknown disease that is just [considered] bacillary dysentery, the prevention and treatment of infectious diseases should still follow the same three principles:

Manage sources of infection!

Cut off the transmission channels!

Protect vulnerable people!

Have I done it all?

Have I considered every aspect?

There are assistants, teachers, and trustworthy companions, but in this vast foreign world, I am the only one who has received formal medical training!

"Close the city gate and prohibit entry and exit!...No? Then send someone to ask the city lord for instructions..."

"Recall all the priests who are outside and gather them in the Temple of the Lord of Glory..."

"Collect all the corpses and do not bury them privately, let alone throw them into the water..."

"The patient's feces must be handled uniformly. Before dumping, stir it with quicklime..."

"Count the number of patients..."

Grete racked his brains one by one. Until he could no longer think of any loopholes, he set off with Elder Erwin and others to the Cathedral of the Lord of Radiance to carry out medical work.

This cathedral is the most magnificent building in Hartland City. It is located on the right side of the central square, facing the city lord's palace in the distance. Viewed from top to bottom, it shows a standard cross shape, short horizontally and long vertically. A steeple stands high at the intersection, and its height is even higher than the city lord's palace.

Surrounding the church was a large military camp surrounded by walls. Three years ago, the Holy Knights of the Lord of Glory was one of the most powerful and fierce armed organizations in Heartland City.

Under the prestige, even though the church had been driven out of Heartland City for three years, the empty church still stood there majestically, and no one dared to touch it. ——If it weren’t for the fact that he had taken up the right to cure the plague, Elder Erwin would not have wanted to touch their church.

But now, if it moves, it will move. Gretel followed the elders into the Glory Cathedral, and a noise immediately hit him. The hall became a mess with shouting and shouting. The wife hugged her husband, and the mother hugged her son, crying as if she was about to say goodbye——

"Daemon! Daemon! - don't take him away, please, don't take him to that place -"

"Lord Priest—Lord Priest, please help—"

"Your Majesty the God of War, please have mercy on your followers——"

"Run—they're going to lock us up to die—"

Gretel stayed where he was. Just for a moment, a small soft thing bumped into him and hugged his leg. A woman's voice not far away screamed: "Eva——"

Gretel lowered his head. It was little Eva, the little girl he gave him cakes to eat and picked flowers to thank him, the girl who was almost hit by a carriage but was saved by his teacher. At this moment, the girl's thin hands were holding his robe, and her tone was timid:

"Brother, can you please help mom and don't lock her up? I can take care of her... I don't want her to wait for death..."

Waiting to die... Yes, gathering seriously ill patients together is indeed like letting them wait to die - and this is a commonly used method of disposal in this world!

That does not work!

It will be messy!

Before having time to discuss with the teacher, Grete jumped onto a table with the girl in his arms and shouted loudly:

"You are not locked up and waiting to die! You will have food, someone to take care of you, and you will have treatment! You will be fine!"

He didn't even notice the unusual spell fluctuations, nor did he notice that his voice was particularly loud, rumbling across the hall. The noise fell silent, and someone shouted:

"How can we trust you?!"

"I am Gretel Nordmark!" Gretel shouted back:

“I was the one who directed the rescue of people during the stampede on Midsummer Night. No one gave up and no one died!

——It was also my idea to gather the patients together for treatment this time! I will be with you until the last person is cured and will not give up on you! No one will be given up! "

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