After receiving the letter, Lawrence originally planned to stay in the Gutenberg Cathedral for the next two days, reading and making something. But as if God didn't want him to be idle, there was an intern he didn't recognize just after lunch.
The priest knocked on the door and said someone was looking for him.
"Who can come here to find me?" Lawrence thought with some confusion. After all, not many people knew that he lived here. But when he came to the door of the church, he realized that it was indeed an acquaintance who was looking for him.
The person who came was Dr. Lister. He had thick dark circles under his eyes and his face was a little gray, as if he hadn't slept for a week. But after seeing Lawrence, his eyes shone horribly, and he was excited at the same time.
Welcomed him.
"Successful, I discovered the microorganism that caused the infection." After Lawrence walked down the steps of the church, Liszt immediately opened the folder under his arm and showed it to Lawrence. "Look, this is our thesis, and now the last part of the thesis is
One flaw has been filled. Take a look now. If there is no problem, I will publish this article in the "Federal Journal of Medicine" through my teacher tomorrow."
"Let's go to the cafe next door first." Looking at the tired Liszt Lawrence in front of him, he suggested, "I'll take my time there and watch, and you can rest for a while."
"Okay," Liszt nodded, "I haven't actually had more than three hours of rest each day for the past two days, but thanks to you suggesting the direction of alkaline dye, I was able to find what we need in such a short period of time.
"
After hearing Liszt's praise, Lawrence smiled sheepishly. Then he and Liszt walked into a cafe called the Wisdom Tree, which was more than 20 meters away from the church.
The two of them ordered a cup of hot cocoa each, and then Lawrence took the documents and read them. His life as a medical student and his lifetime of memories allowed him to understand this paper, which was full of professional terms.
Compared with Lawrence's previous life, the papers of this era are still lacking a lot, especially in the absence of standard templates. Papers are purely personal expressions. He felt that Lister's paper seemed a bit difficult to write, at least in terms of layout and format.
It's not as clear as the papers I read in my previous life.
So he went to the front desk and asked the waiter in the cafe to borrow a pen and ink, and then re-edited the paper according to the paper format he remembered from his previous life.
Three hours later, Lawrence finally compiled a paper of more than 4,000 words. Now it looked much clearer than what Liszt had produced before. When he put down the pen and rubbed his sore wrist, he realized that Liszt was lying on his stomach.
He was sleeping soundly across the table.
"Get up, get up." Lawrence shook Liszt, and soon Liszt got up, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Did I fall asleep? Sorry, I'm still a little too tired these two days." After saying that, he took Lawrence's corrected document and read it, while Lawrence drank the third cup that was just served.
hot coco.
Soon, there was only the sound of turning pages in the room. Just when Lawrence finished drinking a whole cup of cocoa, Liszt in front of him slammed the table and stood up after reading the last page of the paper.
.
"This is simply great." After finishing speaking, Liszt suddenly felt the surroundings quiet down. Looking around, he found that several people raised their heads and stared at him.
"Sorry, sorry." Liszt awkwardly raised his right hand and waved to those who had been disturbed to express his apology, then sat down quietly and lowered his voice and said to Lawrence, "I was too excited just now.
But I swear this is the best paper I have ever seen. I have never seen a paper that explains things so clearly in such a short length before.”
"Okay, no need to praise, otherwise my face will be as red as a tomato." Lawrence waved his hand and said with a smile. "Tell me what you just found that needs to be modified?"
"No, I think it's perfect overall. There will be some minor grammatical errors at most." He said solemnly and put away the paper Lawrence had just written. "When I get back, I just need to type it up again with a typewriter.
One time is enough. I have a hunch that this paper will detonate the entire medical community."
"I hope so." Lawrence was not as excited as he was. Instead, his face became serious. Because he knew that even if new things were correct, many people in the old era would always obstruct them out of habit or interest. Not to mention
It is said that this is a world with extraordinary power from the gods. This method of reducing mortality through disinfection will definitely offend some gods.
For example, Lawrence can be sure that if this article is published, it will 100% offend the goddess of poison and disease. Therefore, for safety reasons, Lawrence feels that facing the possible hatred and disgust of a certain god, it would be more appropriate for him to discuss it with Priest Carter.
.
After Liszt briefly talked about his worries, Liszt slapped himself on the forehead. "You are right. I have ignored this kind of thing. Fortunately, you reminded me."
After realizing this, the two men dropped a one-dollar silver coin on the coffee table as tea money and tip, and then went straight to St. Gutenberg's Cathedral with their papers.
"You said that you have a paper that might get you targeted by the goddess of poison and disease?" In Priest Carter's office, he looked at Lawrence and the others with some confusion. "Various new drugs are invented every year, and various treatment methods are at least
There are hundreds of them. But the gods don’t keep an eye on everyone who does these things, so you don’t need to be overly nervous.”
The implication of Priest Carter's words was very clear, that is, he tactfully warned Lawrence that his article might not be as important as he thought. However, out of the religious habit of respecting knowledge, he still took the paper Lawrence had just written and read it.
"Is this - is this true?" Fifteen minutes later, Priest Carter, who had read the entire paper, looked at Lawrence in shock. "Are all your data true?"
"Yes." Lawrence nodded. "The data here were compiled by Dr. Lister in many hospitals in Eagle Castle. During the previous period, he almost traveled all over the city and searched various hospitals.
Those dusty files in the archives."
"It seems that I have to take back what I just said." Priest Carter put down the document in his hand and looked at Lawrence and the others. "You are very likely to become a key target of the Church of Poisons and Diseases."
As he spoke, he pulled a rope beside him, and soon a trainee priest opened the door and walked in. Priest Carter whispered a few instructions to him and then he walked out with the paper.
"I will submit your paper to the church knowledge analysis team now, and they will judge the value of this paper." Priest Carter explained. "Of course, you don't have to worry about this. If the content of this article is true,
We will never sit idly by. In addition, I believe that the Church of the Suffering God will definitely do its best to protect you."
So the three people chatted and waited in the office, but they waited for half an hour before there was a knock on the office door. Then a priest also wearing a blue robe came over, and Lawrence was surprised to find his shoulder
There is a complex golden embroidery pattern on it, which means that the priest entering the office now is a senior cleric of the Church of Knowledge.
Sure enough, Priest Carter's greeting later confirmed this. "Priest Brown, why are you here?"