Extraordinary Sailing

After meeting with Rody who was waiting in the kingdom's territory.

A team of four people entered together, not too far from the northern part of Far Sail Territory Charles Territory, an autonomous colony of Phalatis.

To the west of the colony are the steeply ravined Cumberland Mountains, part of the Appalachian Mountains, a mountain range that runs from north to south in the eastern part of the New World and is rich in coal and iron ore.

Therefore, it is also the iron and steel smelting center of Phalitis in the New World.

Even the iron keel used to transform the "Storm Horn" came from here.

However, due to the high investment required in the early stage, the metallurgical industry here is just in its infancy at this stage, and the scale is not large. There are only a few scattered iron mines, coal mines, and small and medium-sized metallurgical workshops.

But prospecting experts believe that there must be larger-scale mineral deposits hidden in that mountain range, and there may even be large-scale open-pit deposits, which are of inestimable value.

This is also the motivation for the high-level colonial officials who are sharpening their knives and preparing to move further west!

"By the way, Roddy. I never asked you, how did you know there was such a Dr. Taylor?"

"Ah? Oh! You don't know because you didn't spend much time in the mainland. Many dignitaries actually know this doctor of medicine who traveled to the New World.

My uncle, Mr. Hodge, was a large planter in the Colony of Cappushel, a member of the House of Lords, and a member of the Governor's Council.

I have received his help before, so I know this highly skilled doctor. "

Hearing Aiwen's question, Olivia was slightly taken aback.

However, he immediately uttered the excuses he had prepared, thanks to Mr. Zhen Luodi, who had already gone to another world, for bragging about his "family background".

In fact, Olivia's understanding of Dr. Taylor comes from her mother Ningfu, which is also the source of her confidence in the doctor's ability.

Because that Dr. Taylor is not a simple doctor, but an official wizard who prefers the path of medical skills, and even most members of the Vesalius School to which the other party belongs are carrying the church's wanted warrant.

Corpse thief, heresy, blood-sucking demon, messenger of death... and other terrible titles were imposed on their heads.

Olivia wondered if the other party would come to the New World just because of this fact that life in the Old World was difficult.

"Really? That's because I'm ignorant. Speaking of which, I'm still a licensed pharmacist registered in the Kingdom, so I can just try to communicate with this doctor of medicine."

In this era when modern medicine has just started, bloodletting is still popular, and many doctors' treatments are actually not much different from witchcraft.

However, what frightens the patients the most is that the users of this "witchcraft" do not have any spellcasting ability themselves.

For ordinary sailors, even if it is a simple trauma, the best medicine or the only medicine after injury is high-grade rum.

No matter how good the conditions are, it is just a bottle of inferior "holy water" mixed with an unknown amount of water.

This era is based on the premise of excluding the relatively narrow scope of application of church magic.

There is even a saying that the better the medical conditions, the higher the fatality rate. That is to say, the survival rate of some high-ranking people who are served by doctors is lower than that of the poor who rely on their own resistance.

One can imagine how unreliable the medical skills of this era are!

Therefore, Ivan understands very well how rare it is to have a doctor with real scientific treatment methods in this era.

Even he is already thinking about it.

If the other party really has real talents, you can try to invite him to become the ship doctor of the "Storm Horn". If not, maintain a good relationship, allowing the crew to get medical assistance from him from time to time.

The group of people all have at least the extraordinary rank of formal knights, and their mobility is excellent. Even if they were chatting all the way, they quickly reached their destination.

A small iron mine surrounded by mountains.

"Is this the place?"

"Well, with the name and appearance, plus the vague guidance from the passers-by before, there will be no mistakes in divination."

Milan replied very confidently. The pendulum in his hand was pointing obliquely forward in violation of the rules of gravity. Finding people and objects is really a piece of cake for him.

Standing at the door, you can already see that there are a large number of indigenous miners and Nemanster supervisors coming and going in the mine.

Several Nemanster guards belonging to the mine saw a group of people appearing, and immediately came to ask respectfully:

"Your Excellency, may I ask who you are?"

"We're here looking for someone, is there a Dr. Taylor in the mines?

It would be great if someone could show us the way. If you are worried about us stealing iron ore, you can send someone with us. "

Ivan explained the reason for his trip, but the guard looked bewildered, apparently he didn't know what Dr. Taylor was.

"Ah, everyone is welcome to Kamodo Mine. Just feel free to find anyone you want. If you need anything else, feel free to tell me."

The potbellied mine manager came after hearing the news, and his attitude was even better than that of the guards.

No matter in ancient times or in modern times, appearance is always the first impression that can be given to strangers. Although judging people by their appearance is not advocated, the prevalence of this kind of behavior is also reasonable.

Even though he was dressed in casual clothes and did not ride in a carriage, his clothes were still neat and tidy along the way, and his military boots were shiny, especially the aura that emanated from the inside out of Ai Wen's body, which clearly showed the extraordinaryness of this group of people.

As long as you have eyes, you can see things, so how can there be so many dog ​​eyes that look down on people?

Besides, it's just looking for someone, and it's not an embarrassing request.

"Then thank you."

"Sure, everyone please!"

subsequently.

When Aiwen and the others followed the pendulum to find the traveling medical doctor in the mine, he was performing a surgical operation in an extremely simple environment.

The subject of the operation was a young aboriginal boy whose hands had been cut off and had passed out.

to be honest.

This kind of situation is not uncommon among slaves. A few people have already understood the whole story when they saw the man leaning against the corner next to him.

It was a man who was absent from work and dressed in dust, covering his face and sobbing weakly: "Why did I punish my son for not completing the task?!"

Even though Apusuya, who is also an Atrian, couldn't bear it, she was not too outraged. Just because this is the status quo of slaves living in small tribes, being able to manage their tribe well is already the limit of her and the tribe's high-level abilities.

Afterwards, their attention didn't stay on this human tragedy for too long, and they were attracted by the doctor's actions.

"Huh? Doctor Taylor is still a wizard?"

On a relatively flat wooden corridor, a semicircular light green light barrier enveloped two figures.

One was the skinny little boy about five or six years old, and the other was a middle-aged man in a robe with light gray hair on his temples.

Two severed arms wrapped in pale green light clusters floated beside him, and tiny blood clots were continuously discharged from the fractured openings.

The middle-aged doctor skillfully cleaned up the wound quickly, repaired the skin, muscles, bones, blood vessels, and nerves.

Then the severed limb was placed close to the upper arm, and the bone was fixed with screws of unknown material.

Use the child's own hair as sutures to zip through the flesh.

It may be because there is no external source of blood supply, the doctor's hands are moving very quickly, obviously racing against time.

Ai Wen could see clearly that this turned out to be a "fantastic" limb replantation operation!

Although witchcraft-assisted methods are used, the core of advanced medicine is hard to erase.

In the doctor's knowledge system, the concept of blood circulation is obviously already there, and the connection of arteries and veins is completely correct.

Ai Wen knew from this hand that this was exactly the person he was looking for!

Don't bother.

Everyone held their breath, silently watching each other's art-like movements.

However, the operation was carried out quickly and more than half of the nerves were being connected.

step..step..step..

Ai Wen suddenly walked forward under the surprised eyes of his companions, and easily penetrated the spiritual barrier that created a sterile space.

Boo——

Then the "activation aura" in his hand flickered, and the nerves that were originally connected by Taylor were disconnected again.

The outer coat (myelin) surrounding the neurofilament then splits, exposing the central neurofilament to protrude into the distal myelin sheath that had been severed, and finally recloses.

"you"

While the doctor was concentrating on the operation, he wanted to stop the guy who came out halfway from helping him, but he didn't expect that the results were almost immediate, and the child's fingers moved slightly.

Although there was surprise in his eyes, the doctor knew that the most important thing now was his patient, so he quickly completed the final suture.

Then the two cooperated with each other, and it only took half the time to connect the other arm to the little boy.

After the operation was completely completed, the middle-aged doctor lifted the spiritual barrier, and immediately grabbed Ivan's hand excitedly:

"Hello, sir, are you a doctor too? Your understanding of the nervous system has surpassed our current research knowledge.

Originally, I just wanted to do my best, so I can't say whether these hands can return to normal functions.

Now I think it has at least 80% hope that it can return to its original state. Can I share with you my experience related to the nervous system? "

Looking at this excited and inexplicable doctor, Ivan smiled slightly:

"Dr. Taylor, hello! I can barely be considered a pharmacist, not as professional as you.

Neural connection is not complicated to put it bluntly, I can tell you now.

After a nerve fiber is severed, it is only necessary to keep the coat (myelin sheath) surrounding the nerve filament in place.

The central nerve filaments can follow the upper myelin sheath and extend into the original severed distal myelin sheath, eventually forming new nerve fibers and restoring the function of the nerve to conduct signals.

The key to the nerve connection is the inner neurofilament, not the outer myelin sheath. "

"So it is! So it is!"

The middle-aged doctor was suddenly enlightened, as if he had heard the truth, and danced like a child, obviously he had a deep love for medicine from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing him as if immersed in his own world, Ivan quickly grabbed him: "Dr. Taylor, we are looking for you and want to ask you for help. Please do us this favor."

Speaking of which, Aiwen took out the analysis report on [Super Cyst Fungus], even because of the identity of the other party's wizard, even the analysis of the traces of witchcraft transformation.

"Are there any diseases that cannot be solved at your level?"

Taylor took the experimental record in Aiwen's hands suspiciously, unfolded it and glanced at it.

The next moment, his expression changed so much that he exclaimed:

"Poison Epidemic School!"