Bernard happily cuts the lamb legs and boils the lamb every day.

Gretel happily cooks mutton and does research every day.

Research on cesarean section is advancing steadily, Pastor Joanna has performed five operations in a row, and there is no need for him to give any guidance;

Clinical trials of streptomycin are progressing steadily. Annevia and two recruited Catholic priests have taken up residence in the hospital and have cured a number of pneumonia and scarlet fever, with gratifying results;

The final report on the rabies vaccine has been submitted, and the new project application is still being written;

The t project is advancing slowly. It is said that Archmage Bielsa has found a group of people to verify the technology from all directions. Currently, only the people from the Plasticization School have not returned;

Famine relief project...

Oh, in the end this is not his business.

He has now made a batch of canine scoliosis models, all of which are large dogs that are 2.5 to 3 months old and weigh 4 to 6 kilograms. According to the growth pattern of mice, it takes three months for scoliosis to be basically finalized.

Let go of the tightrope and the overall situation has been decided.

At present, Gretel can only practice with mice and rabbits. The results are very gratifying. One of them was made, one died, and two were made, and the other was paralyzed:

"Click."

"ah"

It was over, and the blood was flowing like crazy. It seemed that a large blood vessel was hit during the operation, causing massive bleeding. There was a pool of blood in the surgical field, so flooded that it was impossible to see where it was.

There is no other way, let’s change to a rabbit. This time, Grete was very worried and had to be extremely careful:

"Crack, click, click."

"Crack, click, click..."

Very good, the periosteum was peeled off smoothly, the protruding part was bitten off, and the bleeding was less than 10ml. With the support of treatment, these are not a problem. Next, cast a spell to promote growth, cast a spell to promote growth...

It's over. The rabbit's hind legs are paralyzed. It can't crawl or poke with a knife. It is suspected that the spinal cord was injured during the operation, causing spinal shock and paralysis of the lower limbs.

I had no choice but to change to another rabbit. This time, the rabbit was not dead or paralyzed, but after jumping twice, the whole thing collapsed...

Spinal instability. Tragedy.

"Boss, are you not going to eat hot-boiled mutton today?"

"……eat!"

Keep rabbits and the like in the hospital to give extra meals to the medical staff! Well, it's definitely not because he doesn't eat spicy rabbit heads, stir-fried rabbit shreds, frost-fallen rabbit meat, pickled pepper rabbit, cold rabbit...

Grete struggled in the cycle of making rabbits into animal models and performing surgeries on rabbits. The more he did, the more painful and anxious he became:

"Ah, this progress is too slow... According to this progress, when can we progress to the point of operating on people, and when can we complete the operation on the lord's son?"

"Will the progress of the wooing over there be delayed by me..."

Gretel, who thought this way, really overestimated the speed of communication in this world. In fact, it took Mrs. Alva a full five days to send his paper and rat bones to the seaside;

Finding an opportunity, he arranged for a smuggling ship to send the items across the strait, which took another five days;

The spies in Ostend, hiding and secretive under the nose of the Glorious Holy See, delivered the things to the earl, and the third five days were removed...

Then, the earl and countess could stay in a secret room, read the paper carefully, and estimate the progress of the research by comparing it with the mouse skeleton.

Gulu

"It turns out... every piece of the curved spine is deformed like this..."

The Baroness stroked the fine bones one by one, and compared them with the normal mouse spine that was sent together. The Earl, however, was not interested in purely academic issues. He just flipped the paper back and forth, frowning:

"Twelve mice... two died during the operation, and ten survived safely... the spine angle was measured... a three-dimensional image was made... and a new method for measuring the three-dimensional shape of the spine was developed... Do you feel

What's wrong?"

"where?"

"Is the magician who made this result the Nordmark mage we were told before? This is a spine-cutting thing and a wire-tethered thing. It looks like a necromancer!"

As for the Nordmark mage, it was clearly marked in several previous papers that he was from the evocation system... Why would the evocation system toss rat bones?

Even if you are from the transformation system or the medical branch of the conjuration system, you will look more right... You said you are from the plasticity system?

By the way, isn't it really another magician who did research behind Nodmark and then sent it to us in his name?

"To be honest, I would feel at ease if the child is handed over to the mage Nordmark. A magician who can curb the plague and serve poor pregnant women should not harm my child." Count Ostend frowned.

:

"But, if it falls into the hands of those necromancers..."

Even if he is quietly sent to the countryside and is cared for by his trusted confidants instead of staying by his side to grow up, he is still his eldest son. He is now his only son, and in the future, he may be his only child in this life.

.

Even if there is no way to cure it, I still hope that he can spend his life in peace.

The countess burst into laughter. Although this man has lived together for more than ten years, he still does not have enough estimates of the magician's development direction and imagination.

Is it any wonder that a magician of the plasticity department loves medical treatment and plays with bones every day? What's more, he has a hospital and must have a bunch of magicians under his command, and he can also join forces with other factions...

If the parliament treats this matter as a key project, it is not unexplainable that it can achieve so many results in a short period of time.

"By the way, they have already achieved some results, and it's time for us to show our sincerity." The countess pushed her husband:

"Can those detained boats be released? Even if the boats are not released, the crew members should be released, right?"

"Okay...I'll go negotiate with the bishop..."

The count got up with a depressed look on his face. Alas, he had to go to the church for worship again, and he had to offer gifts to the Lord of Glory. He had to wear linen white robes, his hair was wet, and he had to kneel in front of the altar until his knees hurt...

I have no choice but to endure it for the sake of my son and for myself to be able to stock up on food and stuff while maintaining peace with the bishop and the Glorious Holy See...

After three long days of worship, gifts, and negotiations, the merchant ship that came to Ostend to purchase goods left a donation of half the value of the goods, and sailed out of the port with a bang.

Beside the side of the ship, an inconspicuous little man was pulling the sail rope. He turned his hand and carefully touched the whip marks on his body.

"It was such a close call... I almost died this time... I was able to escape. What a great fate..."

After completing the mission this time, the mission points obtained should be enough to exchange for the [Hand of Dragon Breath], right?

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Today I went to the hospital with my old man, and I felt very uneasy...

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