A Hospital in Another World?

Oh? Such a big reaction?

Garrett Nordmark, arms crossed, glanced sideways at Mage Elliott from a distance. Even though he knew you were approaching the level up... breaking through so grandly, are you afraid the microscope's advertising effect isn't enough?

By the way... If this microscope is reported to the Magic Council as alchemical equipment, I wonder how much reward we could get...

"Little Garrett, what have you come up with again!" The shouting outside interrupted Garrett's thoughts. The bald bishop shouted, Garrett rushed to the balcony, shouting back:

"Bishop! — Teacher! I found it! The culprit of this plague, I found it! Come and see! Hurry!"

"I'm coming!" The bald bishop took a few quick steps and jumped high. He reached out, already grabbing onto the sculpture on the wall, flipping himself up. Seeing him like this, Elder Elwin Wilkinson smiled bitterly, beckoning everyone to go up the stairs.

They circled properly, not yet entering the room, and from afar, they heard the bald bishop shouting excitedly:

"Wow, it's really clear! — This works too! ...This also works! But Little Garrett, why do you claim that these small things are the cause of this plague?"

"I found these things in the patients' feces," Garrett's voice was calm and steady. "In the contaminated fountain, in the patients' feces, and even in the feces of sick rabbits. On the contrary, in healthy rabbits, there is none."

"Is that true?"

Dozens of priests crowded the room. Garrett moved aside, giving space for the microscope:

"You can see for yourselves! After you see it, I'll teach you how to make something visible to everyone! Line up, don't push, come one by one!"

The bald bishop reluctantly stepped aside. Elder Elwin Wilkinson adjusted his expression and approached the microscope. Serious, he thought, don't be startled like that guy...

"Ah!"

He made a slightly lower volume but certainly not less intense exclamation. Stuck on the microscope, it refused to move.

"Cough, cough!"

The bald bishop loudly fake-coughed on the side. Elder Elwin Wilkinson greedily looked for half a minute, reluctantly moved his eyes away. Garrett had been waiting on the side; seeing him move away, he immediately approached:

"Teacher, let me teach you how to cultivate and stain so that everyone can see these things..."

"Time is pressing." Elder Elwin Wilkinson waved decisively, interrupting him. "Do it yourself. Show me the proof that these little things caused this plague!"

This...

What did I just say?

What if my proof is flawed or my procedure is wrong?

Garrett silently wiped his sweat. However, with the stern gaze of the elder, he could only stand tall and answer loudly:

"Yes, teacher!"

At Elder Elwin Wilkinson's command, the priests of the Natural God Cult collectively stepped back, standing in a neat row opposite Garrett. Each had a set of equipment in front of them. Following Garrett's instructions, they performed a spell and a movement:

"Wash your hands!"

Some went to find water, some cast water-cleaning spells, and others cast cleansing spells... Mage Elliott, bored, threw in a few mage tricks, cleaning the hands of the two priests closest to him, earning a fierce glare from Garrett...

"Cut a piece of frozen meat and place it on the dish! — Don't use Wind Blade! Don't use Wind Curl! There will be dirt in the air too!"

Swish, swish, swish, swish, a spell of "Purification" was thrown onto the frozen meat on the dish. Garrett: "..."

[Remember to start a research project - use drinking water treated by "Purification" and untreated water, do a bacterial culture comparison experiment...]

He silently added a task for himself and continued giving orders:

"Take the iron wire in your hands..." Forget about the inoculation loop, keep it simple. Fortunately, I prepared many sets. "The end with the loop, burn it clean with fire..."

No one went to find an alcohol lamp, and no one went to find candles. A group of priests reached out in unison, hands extended forward, and flames appeared in the empty air.

Garrett was impressed.

It's really convenient for spellcasters to do experiments; they can do everything by hand... But, are you guys not under much pressure for healing today? How many spell slots do you have left?

"Take a little sample..." Well, forget about the inoculation loop; let's keep it simple. Fortunately, I prepared many sets. "In your hands..." he sighed, "The wire with the loop, draw a line on the frozen meat! Watch my movements..."

A, B, C, D, four areas, a standard streaking method. Garrett silently thanked the perks of crossing, allowing him to remember every book he had read and every experiment he had done in his past life...

By the way, his bacterial culture experiment was when he was in his third year, almost twenty years ago. Later? Later, he became a clinical doctor, and the work of the laboratory didn't fall under his jurisdiction...

"Done streaking? Good, cover the lid. Come back tomorrow at this time to check!"

"Tomorrow?"

Elder Elwin Wilkinson suddenly interjected. Garrett turned around, deliberately putting on a stern face:

"Teacher, bacteria — oh, these little things, need time to grow enough for everyone to see. It takes time!"

Elder Elwin Wilkinson nodded. Garrett thought it was over, prepared to go to the microscope nearby, but Elder Elwin Wilkinson lowered his head to pray for a few moments, then suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on the table. A green light flashed—

"Alright. See if it works like this—"

Garrett: ????

Teacher, you can even selectively induce the birth of microorganisms!

He uncovered the lid and indeed saw a semi-transparent bacterial colony on the frozen meat. Garrett opened his mouth wide, stunned in place, with only one word echoing in his mind:

Penicillin!

Penicillin!!!

Garrett regained his senses, continued to guide everyone in making slides, drying, and staining. After finishing, they lined up in front of the microscope, one by one, to check. Holding the glass slide with the accustomed oak wand, their hands trembled, afraid of breaking it, holding it in their palms, afraid of blowing it away...

Soon, cries of surprise came continuously.

"Wow! Blue little rods! I can see them here!"

"I can see them here too!"

"Me too! Many of them!"

"I don't have many here, but there are some..."

"I don't have any... really none!" One person exclaimed. The person next to him came over to look and laughed, scolding, "Of course you don't have any. Yours is rabbit blood; it's strange if it does!"

Elder Elwin Wilkinson stood on the side, looking at them one by one. Blood, feces, water source. Except for blood, feces from healthy rabbits, and boiling water, blue little rods could be seen in everything else. He finally sighed with relief:

"So, these little things really triggered this plague?"

Garrett pretended to nod firmly. In fact, it couldn't be confirmed yet

; he hadn't done the second infection experiment— but, he was familiar with the appearance of the Shigella bacterium!

The elder lowered his head in thought. Suddenly, lifting his eyes, he stared straight at Garrett:

"So, as long as we kill these little things, the disease can be cured?"

"Yes!" Antibiotics, treating the symptoms, is the most reliable! Besides, bacteria in this world don't have antibiotic resistance...

"Alright, I'll give it a try!"

The elder suddenly walked out with big strides. Garrett blinked, running to catch up. Unfortunately, the elder's robe fluttered, and the faster he walked, Garrett was still left behind, until he rushed into the hall, he saw a shower of light falling in front...

"Alright! I'm healed!!!"

"Thanks to the God of Nature!"

In the surprised cheers of the patients, Elder Elwin Wilkinson clenched the oak wand in his hand, veins bulging on his arm:

"The consumption of healing spells has reduced by seventy percent! Little Garrett, your method really works!"

Garrett stood still, slowly opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Teacher, besides being able to selectively induce the birth of microorganisms, you can also work as a living antibiotic?!

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