"Is this serious?" William asked the most concerned question for the priest. The fat priest had already begun to wipe his sweat and found that there was half a basin of water in his stomach. It was difficult not to think of the extraordinary means of Heavenly Father to punish evil deeds.
Adrian looked at Kraft with an expression that didn't look like he was going to tell him good news. As expected, terrible suggestions came out of the mouth that described the illness, making his vision go dark.
"To put it bluntly, for the sake of your life, you must stop drinking, Father Adrian." While he was panting heavily and his abdominal breathing was violent, Kraft pressed his palms under his ribs and performed additional liver and spleen palpation.
A normal person's liver should be a soft, smooth organ, but what his hand felt behind the right rib was something hard and slightly uneven.
The spleen under the left rib can be touched under the rib arch. Excessive blood stasis makes it congested and swollen. This is an early symptom of high blood pressure due to obstruction of the portal vein leading to the liver, and Adrian's condition is more serious, estimated to be moderate or even severe.
Highly swollen.
Kraft did not dare to examine it carefully. The congested spleen was as fragile as a water balloon. If it ruptured due to external impact, it would be a fatal hemorrhage.
"And you should be careful of bumps and falls. I guess it's not easy to stop bleeding after you do it." Kraft ended the short physical examination and smoothed the white robe back to cover the priest's bulging belly.
The situation is very serious, and there is no solution. Frankly speaking, even if the priest gives up drinking, it may not have a significant effect. Adrian's name is already on the schedule to meet the Father. It is just a matter of checking the box sooner or later.
.
Considering the feeling of the liver, the risk of liver cancer is very high, so he wanted to use his spiritual senses to give the priest an imaging report.
But the report is of no use. The current treatment methods cannot extend his life until the day when liver cancer is diagnosed. Other complications will send him away in advance. It may also be due to the lack of coagulation factors synthesized by the liver that he may suffer from a certain trauma due to the lack of coagulation factors synthesized by the liver.
Unfortunately, he passed away.
As part of his professional duty, Kraft had to emphasize to them the only feasible solution at the moment: "Believers will not resist returning to the embrace of the Father, but if you are still nostalgic for the world, I suggest you give up drinking."
"It's not that I haven't tried it, but once I quit drinking, my hands and feet would tremble, I would be uncontrollably irritable, I would have insomnia at night, and... there would be some nonsense. They said I felt like I was caught by something and I couldn't stop.
Come down."
He covered his head with only a ring of sparse hair with both hands. The symptoms he encountered when he quit drinking made him question himself, whether he was really bewitched by the devil and could not control himself.
【Withdrawal reaction】
Not surprisingly, like most addictive substances, alcohol also has withdrawal reactions, including trembling limbs, restless speech, and confusion.
People who can't help but drink two drinks during confession have to consume a large amount of alcohol every day. Dependence is not an accident, but an inevitable result. Severe reactions caused by sudden withdrawal can lead to death.
"Don't worry too much. This is a normal reaction to quitting drinking. As long as you gradually reduce the amount, the situation will ease a lot." Kraft held Father Adrian's hand, and his identity was reversed. He became the priest who tried to persuade him to step back from the brink.
"Ah, I really don't know how to thank you, I will try." The priest returned to the table, reluctantly pushed the glass bottle to William, and naturally picked up the unfinished wine glass with his other hand, "To celebrate my
We need to meet a good doctor today, we..."
Kraft took action and pushed the cup back on the table, "That's it for today. If you really want to express your gratitude, let me see your wine-making tools. I'm quite curious."
After a lot of twists and turns, today I finally got what I wanted. I took the reluctant Adrian away from the wine glass and entered the mysterious second-floor room with a rich aroma of wine.
When Kraft just stepped into the room, he thought he had entered a small chapel. Different from the casual furnishings downstairs, this place was cleaned extremely clean. A heavy wooden table was placed in the middle of the wall with a hanging hanging above it.
Wearing a shining small double-winged holy symbol.
The ring between the wings is also made of glass, which is round and smooth. There are almost no traces of welding at the joints with the wings. The craftsmanship is superb.
It would be a perfect match if the aroma of the wine was replaced by incense. Unfortunately, what was on the table was not the sacred scriptures and wood carvings, but the priest's wine-making tools.
A long-tailed water drop-shaped retort neck bottle, the streamlined bottle body is tightened near the mouth, the slender bottle neck is stretched out, and is introduced diagonally downward into a small bottle soaked in water.
The material used is extremely transparent white glass, which is similar to the glass wings of a church. The cheap tuber wine commonly seen in taverns is served in it.
"I have to introduce this idea to you. If I hadn't accidentally poured the wine into the pot as water, I would never have imagined that I could do this." Adrian took out a candle and lit it, approaching the bottom of the bottle. "Fire can burn wine.
The best part of it is forced out."
"So I thought if I could collect them and asked Witcham to do this for me. You may not know him, but you must have seen his works. The pair of glass wings on the main entrance are from Witcham.
masterpiece."
Watching him directly use a flame to scald the bottom of the hot bottle, Kraft was speechless and choked. There was no water bath for heating. The condensation relied on a long neck, air and water-soaked collection bottle. It was purely manually controlled. It couldn't be more outrageous.
"This alone can't reach that level of intensity, can it?"
"Indeed, I had to carefully control the temperature so that it would not be too hot, and then repeat the process several times until it finally became a small bottle."
Condensation is unfavorable and the temperature control is random. A large amount of the product actually volatilizes into the air. It is not the final product that truly achieves the effect of smelling the fragrance outside the alley, but the wasted part.
"I have an idea. Since you all know how to put the collection bottle into the basin, can't you cool down the long curved neck of the bottle? Or connect a pipe that goes through the water?"
"Ah?" As an amateur alchemist out of interest, the priest had no idea of further improving the device. He was aware of the importance of cooling, but the lack of change in thinking limited him to collecting
Partially cool down.
"Also, maybe it would be more controllable if we use hot water to heat the retort?" The alien soul's poor knowledge of chemical experiments rarely came in handy, and it lived up to the good intentions of the chemistry teacher in middle school.
Just do it as he thought, and the two started drying it immediately. With the addition of water bath and condensation, the distillation effect was greatly improved, even though the simple conditions only allowed him to water the long neck.
A broad road opened up in front of them. There was hope for a mass-produced, high-yield alcohol purification device, Kraft's new disinfection method and start-up funds.
"Great, let's go find Witcham and ask him to help me make a few more sets. In a few years we will be able to build a church by ourselves!" Father Adrian cheered, even though he couldn't drink a few sips of these wines, "
But it’s definitely not as transparent as this set. If you want such a good bottle, you’ll have to go to the church to dismantle the materials.”
"I heard it was because of that alchemy potion?" Kraft remembered that his original purpose of coming here was to get a set of transparent glass instruments.
"Yes, he often complained to me that without the acid, he would never be able to make the original glass."
