Take Taobao with you to another world

Another day, the elves visited the medical area.

This is a large functional area that is clearly separated from other areas by fences and sentry posts, but it is not nearly completely closed like the breeding ground. Outside the hedges of the medical area, you can see the spiers of thatched huts, and the residential area. Districts look identical.The elf passed the inspection port with the work card, performed basic disinfection in the disinfection room, changed his clothes, and then formally stepped into the medical area.

The first thing she felt was the strong smell of acetic acid in the oncoming wind. The working team in white clothes carried water bags and sprayed acid on the roadside ditches and corners with spray canisters, because the elves stared at their work. , some nodded to her as she passed, and the elves waved to them, though they still did not know each other.

The appearance of the houses in the treatment area is indeed the same as that of the residential area. There are various eye-catching street signs with pictures and texts nailed to the street light poles. The elves can easily read the basic information of these streets through these signs, from pharmacies, canteens, water rooms and public toilets. The location, how many hospital beds are there, how many patients live here, which medical group is in charge of this street, which mutual aid group is on duty today... She looked towards the roadside, the ditch was clear, and there were not many weeds in the vegetable garden. There are no cobwebs under the eaves, and the feet of the house have the texture of a broom. The broom is placed at the door with a straight blade and a smooth handle.

She took a long detour, but still arrived at the office of the head of the medical area a little earlier than the appointment time. The head was patrolling the ward, so she waited for a while.

The reception room is small in size and the furniture is very simple. Except for the smooth planed long table and wooden sofa, there are almost only bookshelves leaning against the wall. The newspapers on the shelves are well bound, and the books can be seen to be read and read frequently. Pay attention to the traces of protection, there is the smell of medicine powder mixed with vinegar in the air, and the big-leaf vanilla is green and tender in the half-crock pot on the windowsill.

The elf turned his face away from the door, stood up, and a man with white hair and red eyes pushed the door open and entered.

"Good day, sir," she said.

"Long time no see, ma'am."

Said the pharmacist with several letters in his hand.

The pharmacist casually put the letter on the table and sat down beside her.The envelope is very thick, and the sender's font is very large, piercing through the back of the paper, and has an easily recognizable sharp temperament.

"I'm glad you accepted my visit, Dean," said the elf. "I'll keep the interruptions to a minimum."

"You don't have to do it on purpose, ma'am, I'm not so busy at work," said the pharmacist.

The elf looked at his face, and there were traces of fatigue that could not be concealed on his face. She said softly, "I heard that two patients just passed away this morning."

"Yes." The pharmacist said flatly, "We have made a lot of efforts, but unfortunately we can't recover."

"Will their children be raised by the city?"

"Of course." The pharmacist said, "Actually, because their parents were seriously ill, the two children had already been taken over by the working group of the maternity and child department when they arrived in Mashi City."

The elf nodded, and then she asked: "As one of the founders of the Industrial City General Hospital, may I ask what made you ask to come to this plague-endemic land?"

"Because I'm a doctor."

"Because doctors have a bounden duty to save lives?"

"This is part of the reason." The pharmacist said, "The other part is that the epidemic cases here are of great research value. If the doctor's level is to be improved, it must be achieved through a lot of evidence. There are not many such opportunities in the industrial city area." .”

"Plague is almost gone in the Industrial City area," said the elf.

"Industrial cities are prone to plagues. Risks from nature are everywhere, but we haven't encountered them yet." The pharmacist said, "Prevention is better than cure, and this is the meaning of our work."

"The Buber Plain is different from the Industrial City area in both climate and landform, and the population composition of Marcy City is also very different from the Industrial City," the elf asked, "Can the experiences of the two places be used in common? Does the gap make your job more difficult?"

"As long as we work with people, most of our experience can be used." The pharmacist said, "We can't let all the people who arrive in Marci survive, but we can save as many people as possible from death. Although It sounds cruel, but the escape route did help us screen out some difficult-to-treat patients, and if a disease doesn't kill a person within seven days and make him lose the power to survive, we can hope to defeat it."

"Some hope, with the right medicine," said the genie, "and good care."

"It just so happens that we have corresponding drugs that can relieve most of the symptoms, which is the greatest luck."

"I see that the ward is also well managed," said the elf.

The pharmacist said: "This is the result of everyone's concerted efforts."

He said it very modestly.Even though the elves settled in Maxi City not long ago, a short investigation was enough for her to realize that the work in the resettlement area should not be underestimated.There are many similarities between the work flow of the medical area and the reception area, and the medical work team also needs to establish a new order among the patients, otherwise the daily affairs will be enough to overwhelm them.Before this interview, the elf used his feet and eyes to measure the volume of the medical area, and roughly calculated the number of patients receiving treatment. This is a very large number, comparable to a prosperous town, even The treatment process for most injuries is not very long, but the care of patients is different from the management of ordinary people, and the workload of the working group must be huge.When the elf observed the medical area, the entire area was in order, the hygiene was excellent, and the patients were well taken care of. She passed through several wards, and the doors of those wards were open, and she could see their living conditions. I feel that their emotions are stable, their diet has sufficient nutrition, and there is enough space for activities in their lives. In the small squares of every block, there are patients in gray hospital clothes moving and communicating.

Those people have good expectations for the future on their faces.

Even if not everyone who arrives in Mahi City survives, like the couple who died today.Most of the seriously ill are rushed to the hospital, some survive until they are cured, and some die in hospice and are solemnly buried.Most of the mild patients who stay in this treatment area can feel obvious improvement within three to five days, and then those who recover the best and are the most cooperative among them will be given some basic work by the medical team and asked them to live in other places. Managed in the same way as the district.Each ward and each ward has its own patient representatives. These representatives are not only the maintainers of order in the medical area, but also the bridge of communication between the medical team and the patients. Because of their own illness experience, they know enough about the necessary medical contraindications. The treatment methods of the medical team are particularly acceptable, and they can also be very convincing to appease new patients.

In the work manual of the medical district, it is clearly written that promoting the activity of these "old patients" is also an effective medical method.

Rigorous but not cold-hearted management, immediate medication and beneficial guidance to the patient's mental state have achieved an astonishingly high cure rate. After recovery, the patient returned to the residential area to share what he saw and felt with others, and Further stabilized the management of other functional areas.But these gratifying results were achieved through a lot of tedious and meticulous work. Turning some recipients into helpers can relieve some of the burden, but the elf knows that the working group still has to get up before dawn every day, disinfect, make rounds, and dispense medicines , meet and transfer patients, training, learning, etc., the security team will organize three or four regular patrols at night, and each street square is equipped with police posts.

The pharmacist came to Maxi City later than that Highness, and he played a very important role in the process of the medical area from chaos to stability.

"No matter where it is, such an achievement is something to be proud of. In the face of such a severe natural and man-made disaster, more than [-]% of the plague patients can survive. There are not many places in the world that can achieve such a miracle." The elf said.

"Probably because no one has done things like us before, what we've done does seem like a miracle compared to places that have been left to chance. But we have to understand that whether it's the early days of open treatment, or the explosion of urban population , We have had a lot of problems in our work. At that time, just arranging patients took up most of the manpower of the medical team. As our medical staff were infected one after another, it became more and more difficult for us to deal with it. We almost couldn’t even deal with the dead bodies for a while. Fortunately, we survived the most terrible tests, and with the concerted efforts of everyone, we slowly got out of the predicament and we can continue our work.”

"Although I have never experienced it, I can imagine some of that kind of hardship."

"It was tough, but none of our worst fears happened."

"What are you most afraid of?" asked the Elf.

"The plague got out of control, the infection spread, and many people died in the working group. We had to isolate the patients and let them die." The pharmacist said, "The construction of Mahi City was even suspended because of this, and even went backwards."

"Will it cause the pioneers to withdraw from the land?"

The pharmacist looked at her and said calmly, "No."

His demeanor at this moment reminded the elf of the one in Industry City.It is also such a calm tone and such an unshakable will.

"No matter how badly we do, we are much better than the gentlemen." The pharmacist said again.

The elf couldn't help thinking, if he was a magician, maybe he wouldn't add this sentence.

"Do you want revenge?" asked the elf. "Do you plan to take revenge on the nobles and churches who have caused these hardships and drove the affected people here?"

"I'm in charge of the medical area, so I don't know much about the arrangements." The pharmacist said, "However, if the interim government of Marsh City has plans in this regard, it will definitely let all of us know."

The elf was taken aback, "Are you going to mobilize the power of the entire city to take revenge?"

The pharmacist was also taken aback, "How is it possible!"

The elf became embarrassed, "Sorry, I may have misunderstood..."

Before that Highness left for Mahi City, the magician had already granted various powers to the government of Mahi City, which has not yet been formally established, through a high-level meeting, including that Mahi City can "organize its own armed forces, launch attacks based on self-defense and counterattacks." required military action".And no matter where the pioneers of the magician are, they never seem to know how to write words such as "suffering one's anger" and "being kind to others". In the previous battle, they have fully demonstrated their style of doing things.

The elves can imagine the shock caused by the death of the earl to the kingdom and the surrounding lords of Marcy City. After the incident was widely spread, the reputation of the "Gentiles" was ruined all the way. From being despised, being coveted, to being considered a demon alive today - those rumors that slander the city of Marci are at least partly based on the real fear of the creators.In the eyes of some "wise men" outside the city of Mahi, the actions of the Gentiles are so reckless and stupid, pushing everyone behind their own opposites, and what awaits these Gentiles is their own destruction—although they are still looking at Not a single harbinger of doom.Mahhi City swallowed the flood of victims, there was no unrest, no food shortage, no plague infection, and the city was still expanding.

These Gentiles are monsters.

The elf didn't believe it...she didn't think the pioneers, especially the Highness, would do nothing but wait patiently for their enemies to eat their own way.However, this is not something she should explore as a foreign scholar. His Highness Long Zi has given her a lot of tolerance, and she really shouldn't cross the line.

How much strike force the current Marsh City has, and when it plans to use it is not a concern of Pharmacist, the head of the medical area, so they skipped this topic together and turned to his specific work.Obviously, the population and urban base of Mahy City are very different from Industrial City, so the way of working in health care is also different. The biggest difference is that the patient population in Mahy City must learn to manage themselves.From a formal point of view, when they—those patients with mild symptoms receive treatment, they bear the debt of providing services to other patients.

This arrangement is part of the way the entire resettlement area is managed, and part of the law of operation that is taking shape in Mahhi City. "Gentiles" use various means to demand and urge the new residents of the city to contribute to the city and others, and the rescued people are also willing to accept this rule of "he who does not work shall not eat", because this is a very unequal exchange——Many people who have no ability to work are also taken care of equally by the city, such as those seriously ill, the elderly and children; new residents need to go through a long period of training before they can really start working for the city and realize their own value Before, they had received sufficient guarantees of medical care, food and safety, which were unimaginable in other territories, especially the many preferential treatment given by the city also included education.

Not everyone likes the way Mahidol works, but no one really wants to leave.People get much more than what they pay for in this city, which is the fundamental reason why they obey the management.

Pharmacists don't think they're losing money.

"Because it's not a business, our job is not to buy people's gratitude," he said. "But even if it comes to profits, we can't lose money."

The elf thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Some people say that the Gentiles are simply crazy, but the elves can see it, and the people in this city should also feel that this city that is so friendly to the weak is becoming real day by day, and its foundation Extending and becoming stronger, these new residents who were once its burden are being impregnated day by day by the pioneers.When the new residents speak the language used by the "Gentiles", use the written records taught by the "Gentiles", and work with the skills taught by the "Gentiles", from new residents to full-time residents, rebuild their understanding of the world like building a city What is the difference between them and the real "Gentiles" when they treat new entrants as "Gentiles"?One thousand "Gentiles" can shake the foundation of a kingdom, but what about tens of thousands?

Don't even have to think about that, now Maxi City is the ruler of the Buber Plain.

Because the pioneers always have to make a difference consciously or unconsciously, they were named the pioneers, and the elves also recognized this name. Although they still have doubts, worrying whether the magician can completely control his followers, But she and her countrymen never thought of them as colonists.These young men of excellent quality are incompatible with the world outside the domain of the magician. The world is like a solidified grease, and they are a hot knife-no kingdom or territory will give such a group of people the space to live.

"I think this analogy is good, but it's actually better for us." The pharmacist said, "We don't need others to 'give' us anything except the magician."

You didn't say "I'm just a doctor, I'm not interested or understand" on such a topic.thought the elf.

"It's also good for the survivors to return to the world, isn't it?" she asked.

The pharmacist paused and looked at her.

The elf's beautiful eyes looked back at him.

The previously relaxed atmosphere had disappeared between them.

"There are many of your kind in the medical team." The elf said softly, "I see that they get along well with patients, which makes me feel... a little strange."

The black-haired and black-eyed His Royal Highness Longzi powerfully controls Maxi City. The pharmacist is a very respected person in charge of the medical area. In the first batch of teams, the working group he led did have many people of the same race.

In fact, even the working group on the other side of the inspection square has members of the bereaved family.They worked and lived so naturally, the elf felt really surprised by it, because just now, she suddenly realized that in this city, she was neither in the materials she could see nor in herself. In the work practice interviewed, not even in the relationship with colleagues, in the communication between the new residents and the working group—in almost all the daily life she experienced, I saw that people’s understanding of the bereaved family has always been regarded as unknown. What is the special reaction of the race.Although including herself, many people's reaction to that Highness is quite big...

The pharmacist didn't speak for a moment.

The elf said again: "Do the orcs—for example, the werewolves, have the same view of this city as the survivors?"

"Ma'am," the pharmacist looked at her and said slowly, "you are very good at asking questions."

Another day's work is over, and two men are walking on the road.A man leans on crutches, and a man walks loosely.The streets are steaming hot. After a whole day of scorching sun, even the wind that blows across the cheeks is hot. The vegetables in the roadside vegetable gardens are also scorched, but as the sun sets, the roots are full. After getting water, their branches and leaves slowly stretch out again, the veins on the leaves and the fruits hidden in the green bushes are shiny, showing a well-cared-for air.

It's just so prosperous.

"Will this be eaten in the cafeteria today?" Waterland asked, pointing to a vegetable with a red fruit hanging on it.

"Probably." said his cousin Boravi, one of the leaders of the literacy working group under the Ministry of Education in Mahi City, dragging his injured leg.

"Will they make that today?" Waterland asked, pointing to another vegetable.

"Probably." Boravi said without energy.

"What about this?" Waterland pointed to the side of the road. A row of carriages was parked in front of them. When a coachman went to dump the dung bag, her horse flicked its tail again, and a big black and green thing slammed down. down.

"Maybe," Boravi said.

"Then go and eat," Waterland said.

"Oh." Boravi didn't even turn his head.

Waterland seemed to realize something was wrong now, and looked at his cousin incredulously, "Are you angry with me? Are you still angry with me?"

Boravi said: "Oh dear cousin, I am not angry, how can I be angry with you? I will never be angry with you, you know, you are my cousin, my only relative Ah, how could I be angry with you—even if you are a arrogant, reckless, innocent chasing boy who goes to court women halfway through work, let me be a half-cripple to clean up the mess for you, You have to hide your whereabouts from the children, and I won't be angry with you."

His ambiguity finally seemed to have some effect on the cousin, and Waterland gasped, "Oh dear Boravi, I know I've caused you some trouble, but you really don't know love How dangerous it is when it comes, when any grown man can't control himself, please forgive me this time!"

Boravi was unmoved by the false show, "Is it because of love or because of wealth?"

"I just happened to be in love with a rich girl!" said Waterland.

Boravi looked back at him, "Yes, she happens to be the only girl in Mahi City who owns her own property."

"They have long since given up their fantasies about that lord. You people from the industrial city look down on these mountain girls. What's wrong with me pursuing my own happiness?" Waterland shouted, "I can read and He knows how to count, he used to be an aristocrat, and now he has a relative who is a student in Industrial City, as long as he works hard, he can pass the teacher qualification exam, so this condition is not too bad, right?"

"Of course not bad." Boravi nodded, "I also wanted to support you—before that girl found me."

"...What did she say to you?" Waterland asked cautiously.

"She didn't say anything." Boravi said wearily. "She just said that she didn't want to go back to her father's territory. From the moment she and her mother fled the territory, the territory had been occupied by people." Occupy, she doesn't want to find a husband to go back and fight for, because that doesn't make any sense."

Waterland said guiltily, "I'm not for any territory!"

"Cousin," Boravi said, "they have already found three citizens, gathered enough five people to write a document representing the entire territory, and brought that territory under the jurisdiction of Marhi City without any conditions. We can go and 'take back' it at any time."

"What?" Waterland was shocked, "She never told me about this!"

Boravi simply didn't want to talk to him.

"Okay," Waterland immediately calmed down, "She has no obligation to me."

There was no resentment in his tone, but it made Boravi a little strange. He asked him: "Are you still going to pursue her?"

"Of course," Waterland said. "I'm not one of those bad guys who think differently."

"Even if you can't get anything through her?" Boravi asked, "You know, we live in Mahic City, and those old money are of no use."

"Of course I know, it's common sense," Waterland said to him, "but I think she and I have a more common language than you. Don't you have this awareness, my brother? You You are already a 'Gentile', if there is no blood and memory, you and I may not talk together."

Then the two fell silent for a moment.

"Maybe yes, different fates have greatly changed us." Boravi said, "So, have you ever thought that the person you fancy, she is the same... Ah, here she is."

They looked across the street together. Several women were coming together. Waterland inhaled lightly, and Boravi whispered: "Look, there are elves."

Even though she was wearing the same dull cloth, the elf's beauty still shined brightly. With a calm expression and a smile on her lips, she was walking and talking with a dark-haired woman, and the others were listening.There was an atmosphere of unmoved concentration between them, and no one paid attention to the two men who stopped briefly on the other side of the street.

Boravi turned his eyes away from one of the girls with long brown braids, and finished the sentence to his cousin who was looking at them with admiration - "Haven't you thought about it, do you really know your sweetheart? ?She was indeed the daughter of a viscount, raised in the kind of environment you are familiar with, but her mother has taken her out of the castle, they live in this city, and don't want to go back. They changed their destiny , how can you think that they have not changed their spirits in the same way?"