[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

After the roar, there was another burst of crazy laughter.

The servants in the palace bowed their heads and shrank into the corner in fright.

When His Majesty the King makes such a laugh, it is often the most dangerous time - last time, he shot a maid because the coffee served for him was a little hot.

Even the cardinal bowed his head and crossed himself outside the king's hall door.

He had only been a clergyman for a few months—he became a bishop because the bishops of the districts he seized along the way refused to serve His Majesty the King.

God didn't come to save his cardinal.

This proves that the will of His Majesty Carlos is also the will of God.

Carlos looked at the dark clouds gathering outside the window, gently licked away the blood oozing from the sword wound on his arm, and slowly provoked a sneer.

The southern forces that he worked so hard to build, obviously had his perfect arrangements in advance, but they were defeated by Alfonso just like that.

That little teenage bastard who thinks he's like a king when he wears a crown.

loyalty?courage?honor?

Nothing compares to the purest blood.

Sure enough, only forces that are firmly in one's own hands can be relied on.

Ever since Madrid embraced Alfonso, his situation has become more difficult every day.

Now, relying on the remaining power in his hands, he can no longer control the entire northern part of Spain in a dispersed manner, and has to concentrate his forces to occupy a firm stronghold, and then counterattack Alfonso's army going north.

He picked Barcelona.

All his armies are now assembled around this coastal city.

This is a big gamble for him - the rest of the north has lost its strategic significance to him, only Barcelona is needed, and Barcelona must also be captured.

This is the most powerful city to compete with Madrid. It has a well-developed seaport, an advantageous location for defending the city surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a commanding height with excellent artillery fire. It is prosperous and rich, and has been disarmed.

Whether it is to occupy the city or use the city to counterattack, he has the upper hand.

Is it not?

The Catalans here will not forget what Madrid's army has done to them.

Why not serve him, against the army of the South?

A bloodthirsty haze flashed in Carlos' eyes.

Previously, he had always held the idea that this place would become the capital of his kingdom in the future, and he didn't want to cause too much damage, lest the cost of reconstruction would be too high.

But now it seems that after all, he was too kind to Barcelona.

He, Carlos, the future king of Spain.

He should use absolute power to smash every bone in this city that knows no good or evil, and let the people here remember with blood who is their real master.

……

Joey hurried to the hospital.

Doctors, nurses and nursing volunteers in white robes in the hallway nodded to her when they saw her.

A few months ago, they were still wearing gray and black robes, but now they have uniformly changed to white, precisely because of her.

Medical staff wear black gowns because they are not easy to get dirty and can cover stains.

Although a few years ago, on the basis of Pasteur's bacteria research, some British doctors proposed to strengthen surgical disinfection and replace the black robes that are not easily dirty with white robes that are particularly dirty, but even Pasteur himself The French medical community scoffed at such reforms, let alone Spain.

"Think that changing clothes can do medical miracles? Naive," people say.

It was Miss Gordy who emphasized to them the virtues of white clothes.

According to her, the reason for the high mortality rate of surgery is that it is easy to get infected when operating the knife in an environment without good disinfection.

In addition to changing the color of the clothes, the doctor should also wear a mask-not the kind of horrible bird's beak mask that can scare death away, as long as the mouth and nose are covered with cotton gauze.In this way, germs caused by saliva splashing can be blocked.

Although this statement sounded dubious at the time, it must have made sense after all, it was Miss Gordy who said it.

As it turned out, she was right.In the few months after changing into white robes, wearing masks, and strengthening disinfection, the surgical mortality rate has really dropped a lot.

The doctors quickly discovered other benefits—it was easy to see where the white robe was soiled, it was easy to wash, and it would not fade no matter how many times it was washed!

"How is that patient now?" Joey asked hastily.

Dean Wall briefly talked about the patient's condition.

Daniel was injured three days ago and his condition has deteriorated rapidly since yesterday.The suppuration around the wound has become very serious, and the high fever has persisted since last night. Today, I have difficulty breathing, twitching and talking nonsense, and my pulse has exceeded 120 beats per minute.

The patient may not have much time.

In the past, doctors could only resort to bloodletting as a last resort.

But now, they have developed a certain amount of penicillin-although so far, this magical and dangerous drug, Miss Gordy said, has only been used on mice.

"Miss Gordy!" A cry came, and the woman in the long black dress with the cross pendant suddenly rushed over and knelt down towards Joey.

Joey was taken aback and quickly pulled her back.

"Please, save my child...he is only 16 years old, he is still a child, he is a brave soldier..." The mother cried out of breath, and the muddy tears dripped on the old wrinkles in her eyes. Stumbled and rolled down.

"I heard from the doctor that there is actually a medicine, but it has never been used on humans, so I dare not use it... Can you use me for experiments? I, I may be old, but I am healthy..." Mother Incoherent.

Joey had a sore nose.

She said softly: "Sorry, this drug cannot be tested on healthy people...but please rest assured, we will do our best."

Faced with such a pair of old and painful eyes, she really couldn't say, "He will definitely get better."

She thought for a while and changed to another sentence: "Please believe that God will bless this child."

What science can't say, God can always say.

Hopefully this will soothe the mother's heart.

After the mother was persuaded to go to rest, the atmosphere among the doctors was very heavy.

"Miss Gordy, have you seen the effect of this medicine? Do you think we should take this risk?" Even the gray-haired Dean Wall's eyes were a little red.

Joey sighed: "We have no other way."

So far, because they have tried multiple strains extensively, they have found a strain with good yield early on.

However, the fermentation conditions and purification requirements of the strains are very strict, requiring thousands of experiments, otherwise it is very likely that many deadly toxins will be mixed into the penicillin.

Without step-by-step experiments, clinical application is really dangerous.

However, there is nothing more dangerous than death.

"However, there is still a test to be done before taking the medicine - that is to mix a small amount of penicillin with normal saline and inject it under the skin on the inside of the wrist."

An allergic reaction to penicillin can also be fatal.

I hope the child is not allergic to penicillin.Otherwise, I am afraid that only God can save him.

After intense preparation, Daniel's mother signed the confirmation form with trembling hands.After cleaning the wound again, she sat on the edge of the bed and silently watched the colorless and transparent liquid enter her child's body drop by drop.

She wiped her tears, leaned down, and pressed a kiss on the hot forehead of the child.

Joey looked away from the window and closed his eyes tiredly.

Everyone is anxiously waiting.

After more than half an hour, the patient's convulsions gradually subsided.

Although there was no other reaction for the time being, Joey was relieved.

In any case, the lucky kid was at least not allergic to penicillin.

Joey thought for a while, talked to the doctors, and went back to Fernandez's house by himself.

She remembered that she still had some notes on knowledge points that she had recalled in the laboratory.

Although they all came out of her mind, in the current state of long-term exhaustion and high pressure, the truth that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen has become extraordinarily clear.

After finding out the notes, she has to study and study any other knowledge points that can help in the war.

Looking at the still beautiful house, she sighed.

Although the battle has not yet advanced to this area, because there is a certain distance from the core area where people are concentrated and evacuated, the residents have been emptied in advance, and the power and water are cut off to save resources.

She suddenly thought of the Bamiyan Buddha in Afghanistan.

I hope these innocent and beautiful works of art will not be subject to indiscriminate disasters again.

She went up to the third floor, walked into the laboratory and quickly found her notebook.

There is still a certain degree of danger in staying here, and a quick decision must be made.

However, when she looked up and saw a lot of instruments around her, she suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

These things are worth a lot.Not only the commercial value, but also the time and energy she had spent in it.

It's not easy to come back, so let's hurry up and bring more things.

So, she quickly stuffed some portable small equipment into the bag, and finally she really couldn't fit it, so she turned her head and prepared to leave.

Her gaze suddenly fell on the model of Park Güell in the corner.

The model has fallen a thin layer of dust, but it is still as beautiful as a dream.

Alas, it's a pity she can't take it.

Joey hesitated for a few seconds, then ran forward a few steps, and took down the crystal ball from the cabinet next to him.

Both the music box and the park model are too big.Joey pursed his lips and put the crystal ball into his pocket, not daring to stay any longer, and hurried down the stairs.

After setting up the things brought out, Joey returned to the hospital.

Still waiting.

While waiting, she slowly flipped through the densely packed notes she had written, and circled one or two knowledge points that might be useful on it from time to time.

The sun goes down.

A hand patted her shoulder.

Joey opened his eyes and saw a pair of bright green eyes.

"I think you are too tired." Olanpu smiled at her lightly.

She is now a volunteer head nurse.

Seeing the acquaintances who had fought side by side again, Joey felt his eyes warm up: "You are the one, Olanpu."

The bell in the distance rang at this moment.

dang dang...

The gentle bell sounds slowly and solemnly, like a gentle hand, soothing people's hearts.

Even the faint sound of gunfire seemed to have stopped.

In the hopeless and gloomy hospital, everyone couldn't help raising their heads, immersed in the silent silence for a moment.

Those mocking, angry images of the past seem to float far, far away.

In this precarious moment of war, everyone in this city, regardless of age, gender, or identity, is doing their best to protect each other.

"Miss Gaudi!" A doctor suddenly pushed the door open.

There was a smile on his lips, but tears glistened in his eyes.

Behind him, there are many people - doctors, nurses, volunteers, some are wiping tears, some are crossing their chests.

The gentle setting sun fell on their white robes, painting them a warm orange-red.

"Thank God, thank you—"

"The child was saved."

The author has something to say: Thank you, Shuiyan, for the cute mine!Thanks to Strawberry Jam, 5714583, Oreki, and Xiaoxiao Chunyu for their nutrient solutions~

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