* Psst! *
On the shiny tip of the needle, a sparkling line of water drained all the air in the syringe.
"Young man, you're in luck."
After Yan Ge's skin test, Elvin confirmed that the young soldier who had fainted due to high fever was lucky and did not show any symptoms of allergy to penicillin.
Penicillin could be injected intramuscularly or intravenously. Elvin chose to inject it into the most commonly used vein in the middle of the elbow. However, the word "most commonly used" was actually his creation.
Carelessly, he had set another precedent.
The proximal end of the arm was tied with a tourniquet made of animal skin. After disinfecting the skin with a homemade cotton swab and alcohol, the needle was placed close to the pale blue vein.
Having done a few clinical trials in the New World, Elvin's series of actions were as smooth as flowing water.
"That … Sir General …"
However, looking at the needle that was about to enter the blood vessel, the cavalry captain gulped and shouted helplessly.
In this era, due to the existence of alchemy, the prototype of syringes had already appeared a long time ago. For a wizard, even if he wasn't an alchemist, it wasn't too difficult to make a delicate hollow needle.
After connecting it to a brass or glass syringe, most of the functions of modern syringes could be achieved.
However, the current clinical practice of this instrument was still very limited. It was a medical treatment method even rarer than surgical sutures. Although it had the advantage of allowing the medicine to take effect quickly, it was still not very reassuring.
Especially for someone like the cavalry captain who was in contact with the circle of Extraordinaries, but he was only a trainee Knight and did not have a deep understanding of the Extraordinaries. In his mind, the healing technique of a priest might be "common sense".
It was like a modern person who wanted a doctor to perform surgery, but he suddenly started to act like a god. It was instinctively unreliable.
"Shut up! Those who don't know anything, move aside.
General Elvin is the one who came up with a practical treatment for scurvy and received the Royal Society of Medicine's Hippocratic Medal. He is also the authoritative doctor who solved a large-scale supernatural epidemic in the New World.
He is the representative of the Tulip Family's cutting-edge medical skills. Don't hinder him from saving people! "
Without waiting for Elvin to open his mouth, the group of military doctors around him immediately chased the cavalry captain to the side. It was obvious that they had turned into Elvin's loyal supporters.
Regardless of whether they were as passionate about medicine as Dr. Taylor, the huge benefits behind a new treatment method were hard to give up.
Elvin's previous achievements made it so that before he suffered a real defeat, no one would doubt the effects of his "new medicine". They only wanted to learn a thing or two.
The cavalry captain, who only knew how to fight, didn't understand, but how could they not understand the meaning behind this?
As long as this drug, which was said to be able to be prepared on a large scale using conventional methods, could obtain good clinical feedback, normal doctors like him, who were not superhumans, would be able to show off their skills.
Of course, the doctor had the highest authority beside the bed. The cavalry captain's lips twitched, but he could only step aside helplessly.
As Elvin pushed the liquid medicine into the young soldier's vein, he explained the usage and dosage of penicillin to the doctors around him.
"Use sterilized purified water to dissolve the white powder moderately. An adult should inject 2.5 to 5 grams per day. The tourniquet should be placed six centimeters away from the heart of the puncture site …
If you can't determine the location of the vein, you can also use an intramuscular injection into the upper arm or buttocks. However, the skin test and disinfection work must also be done properly. If not, it could be fatal … "
"Yes, yes, yes, sir. We will remember it."
After that, Elvin nodded to the two priests who were observing his movements with a complicated expression. "Whether the drug is effective or not, we don't have to wait until tomorrow. We will know the results tonight."
Elvin's intention was, of course, good. While saving the lives of his comrades, he could also help the Alliance solve the problem of the death rate of wounded soldiers, which had been a headache for the rulers since ancient times.
However, his noble intentions and sentiments did not prevent him from using this opportunity … to discuss a business deal with the higher-ups of the Alliance.
Before leaving the wounded camp, he left a bottle of white powdered penicillin G potassium salt for the military doctors and told them to only use it on wounded soldiers who were almost certain to die. They would slowly spread it after the effect was apparent.
When the remaining wounded soldiers, doctors, priests, wizards, and the two bigwigs in the base saw the effect, they would naturally come to him again.
At that time …
All the output of the previous biochemical factory was now in Kaka's [Shadow Secret Storehouse – Modified]. With the strong production capacity of the biochemical engineering, the amount he had on him was more than enough for a short period of time.
.....
Later that day.
Tap tap … tap tap … tap tap …
Elvin and Olivia ran like the wind through the corridors on the upper floor of the bastion.
A few wizards from the "alchemy equipment and enchantment branch" of the "Violet Eyes" had pestered him to discuss various speculations about the Eye of Indi and the great meaning behind the "reversal of loss of control" if they could replicate it.
However, he did not expect that a priest would suddenly come to him and tell him the long-awaited good news.
Bang!
When he returned to the residence of the generals, he pushed open the exquisite mahogany door.
He saw a gray-haired middle-aged man sitting on the bed slowly drinking a bowl of beef soup.
Elvin's eyes lit up and blurted out:
"Uncle, you're awake!"
His words were filled with uncontrollable surprise.
The man with the temperament of a cliff and reef raised his head. The rock-hard lines on his face seemed to have turned into cotton in an instant, leaving only a warm gentleness.
"Elvin, you're really here."
Bang!
Elvin had already walked to the bedside and gave him a big hug. The two men's broad and heavy chests collided with each other.
Both of them were not good with words, and a hug represented the release of all their emotions.
The white-haired old priest wearing a monocle nodded at them and led the others out of the room, leaving the uncle and nephew alone.
Kaka!
The door closed again.
Elvin, who had already taken the opportunity to sit beside Gör's bed, spoke before the middle-aged man. He spoke with a tone of worship that was similar to when he first joined the army under Gör's command.
"Uncle, you're now the kingdom's hero who turned the tide. I heard from the two base commanders that your brigadier general promotion order is on the way!"
Elvin wasn't sure if Gör had realized the fact that his path as a Knight had been cut off. He threw out a piece of good news in advance. He remembered that Gör had once said that his life's wish was to become an awe-inspiring general.
Hopefully, this General's Promotion Order would be able to make up for his regrets on the path of Transcendence.
Looking at Elvin, who was already taller than him after not seeing him for almost a year, Gör was filled with emotions.
"You don't need to comfort me. Your uncle isn't that weak. Priest Owen has already told me.
Actually, when I drank that bottle of medicine, I didn't think that I would be able to live anymore.
Now, I'm already very satisfied to be able to sit here and chat with you. "
He paused for a moment and recalled his lofty words when he accepted Elvin's gift a year ago. He felt a sense of shame that his bragging had been exposed. As an elder, he felt a little embarrassed.
"I've gone back on my words. It looks like I won't be able to get the 'Almighty Beast's Breath' for you anymore. However, I didn't expect that you've already walked ahead of me and even paved a path that belongs to you. "
Holding Elvin's hand and feeling the vast and majestic power that was faintly like thunder, the faint shame had already turned into heartfelt pride.
Perhaps this was the main reason why Gör wasn't bothered by the fact that his path was cut off. His lifelong pursuit and dreams had already been realized by his own juniors. He felt that he had no regrets.
He recalled what Priest Owen had said to him just now.
It was all thanks to Elvin using a powerful divine power amulet from a demigod that he was able to recover. Not only did it heal his physical injuries, it even reversed his state of losing control.
There was no need for thanks between family members. Gör mentioned something else to Elvin.
"Elvin, I had a dream when I was muddle-headed, but it's still very clear even now.
I think I saw you standing together with a hazy girl who looked like a spring water fairy.
Because of the golden flames, my body gradually regained its senses. Because of the moonlight, my mind slowly recovered. "
Elvin, who deeply understood the value of the [Moonstone], also understood how much risk Olivia was taking by being willing to help him.
He had long decided to completely bury this secret in his heart. He would not tell anyone, not even Uncle Gör, who was the closest to him.
Thus, he casually replied.
"Oh, that might be an illusion. The wizards in the base are still guessing that the amulet might be related to the power of the [Moon]. "
"It's not impossible, but the only thing I felt at that time was that you were like the sun and the moon in the sky. The two of you looked so compatible standing together.
If you can really marry such a wife, I, as your uncle, will have no more regrets in this life. "
Because of the "side effect" of the [Spiritual Purification] ability, Gör had a good impression of Olivia, who he saw through the spiritual connection.
Suddenly hearing this sentence, Elvin, who was caught off guard, felt his heart skip a beat.
"Uncle, you're helping me like this. You're really … my dear uncle!"
Elvin gave him thirty-two thumbs up in his heart.
He vaguely turned his head to look at Olivia, who had her nose lowered. Her expression did not change, as if she did not hear this sentence at all.
However, her fingers were tightly clasped together and her slightly red ears deeply betrayed her.
Afraid that the girl would eventually fly into a rage out of humiliation, Elvin knew when to stop and hurriedly changed the topic.
After probing and confirming his uncle's attitude, he decided to ask for Gör's opinion on the question that he had been thinking about since the end of the treatment last night.
He stretched out a hand, and dazzling blue lightning flashed in the palm of his hand.
Crackle, crackle …
Golden lions jumped out from the shadow under his feet one after another. They landed in the lightning in his palm and continuously fused into one. In just a short minute, the golden lions had become a golden longsword that shone with a golden light.
Under Gör's shocked gaze, Elvin placed the longsword in his hand. He looked into his eyes and solemnly asked.
"Uncle, are you interested in changing the path of Transcendence?"
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