Kraft felt that he was about to be convinced. Switching to Father Green's perspective, he also felt that the logic was self-evident.
If you work in the Inquisition, dedicate your life to striking out hard against all the heretics that fool the world and try to lead Heavenly Father's flock astray.
I heard that a person appeared in a certain city in Dunling who could "cure terminal diseases through touch", and he only charged a pitiful consultation fee compared to the effect, and even waived it under special circumstances.
Within a few days, the event spontaneously or more likely became massive and was enthusiastically followed by ignorant people.
If you search a little further, you will find that the person at the center of the rumor is using something that can make people lose consciousness, so that the patient can recover without pain.
Then, one day, without any warning, this person stopped his busy medical work and went out with his entourage. His destination was Dunling's most disgusted large-scale underground cemetery.
There was no need to hesitate anymore. Father Green, who had been paying attention to this matter for several days, immediately decided to follow him. He never thought about the problem that he could not beat. To put it bluntly, he was a good player in the general sense. He asked the opponent to add one to his two eyes.
You may not lose with just one hand, let alone with a helper.
"Do you understand what you are talking about?" The atmosphere became tense again in an instant, and Green's fingers instinctively stuck back to the sword that had just been sheathed. He never thought that he would get this answer so easily, and have the other party admit and judge him personally.
It is related to the incident involving court intervention.
The professor's expression was calm, and for the moment I couldn't tell whether this was out of self-cultivation or because he was confident that no one would walk out of here with secrets.
"It seems that Father, you have some misunderstandings about my academic achievements. In fact, there is no need to bother to investigate. I am happy to show the entire process from ordinary materials to medicine to anyone who wants to know, and explain the details of the operation."
Kraft has always welcomed the fact that someone is interested in his achievements, and it would be better if it is not the Inquisition.
Of course, it’s not necessarily a bad thing. Maybe we can take this opportunity to give ether a “Inquisition Certified Harmless Product”?
"More importantly than this, I'm curious about who discovered the same thing before and didn't make it public?"
Green responded with silence, as it would have been odd to inform a suspect of the progress of the investigation, even if the suspect seemed cooperative.
"Well, it seems that Father Green is not very willing to share." Kraft suddenly walked forward slowly, as if he didn't see the tense expressions of the two church officials and the hands on the hilts of their swords.
This action almost made them retreat to a safe distance, but retreating in the face of an unarmed person seemed too fragile and guilty. Their pride and the face of Heavenly Father held down their feet that were about to be pulled up from the ground.
"As a sign of sincerity, I am willing to chat with you two about academic progress."
"It's not necessary. We don't know much about advanced knowledge. Let's come and see Professor Kraft's academic achievements when we have time in the future." The incomprehensible and generous attitude made Green instinctively feel that his idea was biased.
But he can't rely on intuition. In any case, it is only reasonable to ensure that he can leave now. He can visit him after he is fully prepared to verify whether this is really a coincidence and misunderstanding, and what Kraft knows.
Kraft stretched out his hand and handed the lantern back to the original owner. As if he did not hear the rejection, he continued talking to himself, "The problem of painless surgery has always been the biggest pain point in surgery, and it basically determines the status of surgery."
The situation is lower than that of internal medicine for a long time.”
"Including me, I only made this drug not long ago and promoted it immediately with almost no resistance, even though it is very troublesome to prepare, cannot be stored for a long time, requires a special device to inhale it when used, and the effect is not stable yet.
At present, academic circles still generally believe that I am the one who broke this situation."
"Congratulations." It sounded like a boast. Green didn't quite understand why the other party suddenly mentioned this, and he hesitated to pick up the lantern.
"But now, let me tell you, there is such a potion that can achieve the same or even far better effects than mine, and it is more convenient to use."
"Do you understand what it means?"
The flames flickered, and Green realized that this was not invalid information. He tentatively stretched out his hand and hooked the handle of the lamp.
The lantern did not move, Kraft did not let go, "You were injured on the battlefield. You only need one drop, and it will take effect immediately. The doctor can stop the bleeding, clean and bandage the wound, and cut off the necrotic part for you in your sleep. Not to mention the pain, even
There won’t be any itching at all.”
The specific description of dosage and effect is too detailed, and compared with the professor's evaluation of his own invention, it is too bizarre. So that the unreasonableness is more prominent, such as the words used by pagans to describe the occurrence of miracles to believers - he
I have always thought so.
According to the general idea, this should be to explain that real medicine and legendary things seem to have a lot in common, but in fact they are completely different.
"Are you saying that this kind of thing cannot exist?" Green felt that the other party was not satisfied with this understanding.
"I think it exists, and I have always paid close attention to it. It is a pity that such a big invention, neither for fame nor profit, has never been promoted, and even the effects of small-scale use only vaguely exist in rumors. To master it
What do people want?"
Kraft loosened his fingers and gave up the control of the light, "And I don't think this thing can be made by ordinary people. Maybe it is the work of an ancestor in the industry, are you right?"
As expected, he found confirmation from Green's flash of surprise, "Of course, this is only part of the rumors in various academic circles, and it cannot be counted outside."
"I've finished talking. If you want to leave, please feel free to do so. I'll be able to help you along the way."
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Green retreated toward the stone room, and Kraft and Kupp followed. The two groups of people who were on guard against each other moved in unison, maintaining a harmonious balance of neither far nor near.
The leader with the lantern looked back from time to time, especially when stepping on the spiraling staircase, until the dark but dazzling light finally penetrated the pupils from the narrow exit, triggering uncontrollable contraction, and the footsteps behind him were still within a distance that could not be crossed.
Standing in the ruins of grass and rocks, Green found that he felt happy for the first time in a long time due to the impure sunlight stirring the water vapor in Dun Ling. For the first time in many years, darkness was no longer the curtain and armor that made him feel at ease.
The reason why he was in awe of the darkness again was walking out of the corridor, brushing off the dust on his shoulders, and calmly returning from an outing.
"Then let's say goodbye. Nice to meet you, Father Green. You are welcome to come to the clinic to see me at any time."
"Professor Kraft." Green stopped Kraft who was about to leave, "I think we can talk."
"Oh?" Although he uttered a question word, the professor didn't seem surprised.
"What do you know?"
"I'm just a professor of medicine. Of course, I only know things in academia. It's normal to pay more attention to drugs and inventors. But you, the priest of the Tribunal, how can you be so concerned about a drug that has not been widely spread and has no effect?
Interested in a rumored drug?"
Pagans and unregulated medicine are the areas most affected by bullshit. Miracles and miraculous medicines are produced in large numbers, and every year there are not even 100 but 80. If the crackdown was so strong, the small clinics would have been wiped out long ago.
"Medical school is our daily focus." Green ignored his companion's suggestion and said, "Who doesn't know?" in his eyes, "But to be honest, most of the time we don't actually put too much effort into it, as long as we know about them.
Whatever you’re doing recently, just don’t go too far.”
"Then why did you notice this?"
"Because it can't find any other information, and the body theft has never been so well concealed."
