Our family is in decline

Lance couldn't help but feel helpless and told her many times to have a good rest.

When he walked in, Paracelsus was working at his desk. On the workbench in front of him were various slightly messy experimental materials, and of course, there was only one microscope for Hamlet.

"Why don't you go back to rest after get off work?"

Lance walked over and said something, which also woke her up from her heavy research.

The moment she looked up, Lance didn't know what to say about her. With those thick dark circles under her eyes, her thin face, and her tired look, some people who didn't know it thought Lance was abusing her.

"I have made a great discovery!" But Paracelsus didn't care at all. Her exhaustion could not conceal her excitement, but she spoke.

"No matter how busy you are with research, you still have to rest. How can you still research if your body is broken?"

Lance seemed unconcerned until she spoke again.

“I felt like I had found a cure for leprosy.”

"What?" Lance thought he heard wrong, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace and approached and asked, "Have you found a cure for leprosy?"

"That's right." Paracelsus raised his hand to adjust his glasses. His cold personality could not help but fluctuate at this moment, and his face was a bit excited.

Seeing her confident reply, Lance was also a little shocked.

This is not to underestimate her, but if this thing was really that simple, it wouldn't be a thousand-year plague, or even defined as a divine punishment.

There are many ways to cure Baldwin. In fact, Greendale can't do it alone. Those poison treatments can only be effective if they are combined with Lance's ability, otherwise it will be murder.

Even so, the effects of Baldwin's treatment were unstable and non-reproducible, which is why other leprosy patients were not treated.

But Paracelsus, who has been dissecting cadavers to study surgery, said that if he found the drug, then...

Not to mention, there is precedent for this. For example, the blight caused by the witch was cured by the antibacterial drugs she extracted from fungi, and there was no supernatural power involved at all.

"That's not the most dangerous thing. I also found a medicine that can speed up the healing of the wound."

"Ah..." Lance was a little confused.

If leprosy only affects a small number of people, the scope of the medicine she mentioned to speed up healing is even more exaggerated.

"Tell me what's going on!" Lance quickly responded. He needed to know more about the situation, because these two things would change his plan and push it forward a lot.

Paracelsus rarely saw Lance so eager, even anxious.

I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart, after all, you still have to look at me!

"Both drug discoveries were..."

Paracelsus was confident in what she dared to say. In the past two days, she had been dealing with the corpses that Lance brought back from the cave. Among them, the only ones that were pig-man's were the ones that really mattered to this matter. It is the study of the flesh-devourer.

Because of Lance's attention and fear that this substance would deteriorate with the death of the monster, she put down her hands and studied other things overnight, extracting secretions from the broken mouthparts of the large flesh-devourer. Come.

A large number of tests were conducted on the secretion, and it was found that the undiluted secretion was extremely corrosive, and no matter whether it was flesh, bone, or horny hair, it was spared.

Then, gray-pink clots of different colors and sizes will condense. If there is more flesh and blood, it will be pinker, and if there are more bones, it will be grayer. This is what Lance collected from the battlefield in the cave.

When the preliminary tests are completed, in vivo experiments can be started. After Lance's study and practice, Paracelsus' approach to research is no longer so wild, but carried out in an orderly manner. At least he cannot use humans for experiments at the beginning. In this way, the landlords will have no surplus food.

All the intermediate transition parts can only be those unlucky rats.

There is no white mouse. This is an experimental mouse that was captured in the granary and then isolated and bred for three generations.

Then she fed, soaked, and injected some experimental rats to observe their conditions.

The experimental rats died suddenly and turned into pus at the beginning. As the concentration was diluted, the corrosion gradually reduced and they gradually survived.

Many people died during the whole process, and the remaining experimental rats did not show any special state.

"Because the lord said that the monster once showed strong self-healing ability, I left wounds on the experimental rats, and after observation, I found no abnormalities.

Originally, I thought that was the end of it, but after one night, the wound actually healed! "

Paracelsus looked surprised and excited when he said this, and the shock of discovering the new situation seemed to have not subsided.

But the situation is not that simple. Repeated experiments are needed to truly confirm that she did not find similar results in subsequent repeated experiments. The emergence of this situation interrupted her research.

"It wasn't until later that I discovered that it turned out to be..."

The key is that she found that some experimental mice that also annotated the secretion dilution did not hold up and died. It may be that the concentration was not enough, so the experimental mice did not crystallize, but dissolved.

The solution flowed to the next cage and was licked by the experimental rats before they showed their ability to heal themselves.

After discovering this situation, she began to conduct research in this direction. After many attempts, it means that the body fluids after the body injects secretions can accelerate self-healing.

Now we are constantly studying the secrets...

"Current research has found that most experimental rats injected with secretion fluid show a certain degree of weakness. If the reacted body fluid extract can be fed again to speed up recovery, the appetite and excitement of the experimental rats will also increase.

However, I found that this self-healing ability is only temporary and will fall back quickly. "

Lance, listen, isn't this just the extraction of immune serum?

Use living organisms to react with secretions, and then extract body fluids containing certain reaction products. By using them, you can gain self-healing ability. Although it is only temporary, it will return to normal after the substance is consumed.

"You have cracked the flesh-devouring self-healing ability, but what about treating leprosy? Could this self-healing ability allow necrotic muscles, mucous membranes, and nerves to recover?"

"Finding this is also a coincidence." Paracelsus raised his hand to hold his glasses, looking somewhat proud.

Lance rarely saw this look from her, but now he was more concerned about the drugs.

When the research on experimental mice was initially verified, Paracelsus directly started human experiments, but he did not apply to Lance for application, but planned to recycle the waste.

In order to study leprosy, she specially applied for several test subjects to test the infection mode, and finally vaccinated several, hoping to observe the degree of infection and the onset of the disease.

There is no way, there are so many experimental subjects, so they are so arrogant.

Leprosy has a period of onset, but after it has been delayed for so long, some have already shown symptoms and are already half dead after these days of torture.

No one would pity these heinous guys. When they burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes, did they ever think that such a day would come to them?

Paracelsus used them to test the effects of these substances on the human body based on the principle of not wasting. However, she did not expect that when she repeated the experiment on rats and mice to verify whether it could be reproduced in the human body, she found that they were cured inexplicably. Leprosy.

"I injected them with diluted secretions. According to what you said about the virus, I think the diluted secretions enter the human body and kill the cells as well as the virus, because the human body can still survive, but the virus can't. It doesn’t stop, but after the dissolved substance is injected, the self-healing ability is enhanced, so the disease can be resolved.”

When he heard her research results, Lance was also quite emotional.

"What you said makes sense. The secretion is a powerful and terrifying corrosive, but after being used, it can actually create two powerful drugs.

One can eliminate the symptoms of leprosy, while the other can speed up wound healing, directly breaking the church's blockade on this. "

Lance said with a solemn expression and gestured towards him, "The starting point of modern medicine started from your hands, and now it is promoted by you. Thousands of years from now, some people may not know me, the fallen lord, but they will definitely know you. Founder of modern medicine.”

Originally, Lance was a little neglectful of medical research, because Greendale's extraordinary power, combined with tribal secrets, herbalism, and the witch's legacy are really strong.

But now Paracelsus is silent and comes directly to the big one, right?

The last time we discovered a drug that is similar to penicillin and has a powerful inhibitory effect on fungi, now we have discovered these two miraculous drugs that can even be considered extraordinary powers.

It can be said that he has single-handedly advanced modern medicine a lot. At this moment, Lance understood that his early investment, regardless of cost, could really bring surprises to her.

What the fuck is a fucking surprise?

This is a fucking surprise!

"It was only because the lord brought back these research materials that I was able to discover something. Without your support, I might not be able to access these in my lifetime."

Paracelsus seemed very calm and was not carried away by those words.

In the past, it was good to be able to steal autopsy research, but there was no way to build experimental bodies like this now.

Not to mention that everything he needed, whether it was research materials or research funds, was covered by the lord. He could research to his heart's content without worrying about the influence of other factors. Paracelsus just felt like he was in heaven.

"I didn't expect you to also learn to flatter me." Lance joked with a smile, "You discovered these, no one can change them, and I know nothing about these. There are many magical creatures in this world, and there are many that we don't have." Solutions need to be dealt with.”

What Lance cares about is not the so-called reputation and status, he doesn't need these.

In contrast, it is necessary to confirm the authenticity of Paracelsus' research results, because it is really important.

Lance did not leave, but began to look through Paracelsus's experimental report, as well as the conditions of those experimental subjects.

Lance's thinking ability has exceeded the level of normal humans, but when faced with these complicated and boring experimental reports, he can only solve it slowly.

After sorting through it, Lance also discovered the problem with Paracelsus' theory and couldn't help but speak.

"The hypothesis you put forward was probably influenced by Greendale's treatment method, and was disturbed by the corrosive nature of Devourer's secretions.

I just asked if it is possible that this kind of corrosiveness..."

Lance was talking excitedly while looking at those things, but suddenly realized why there was no response. When he turned around, he found that Paracelsus had fallen asleep on the table.

Seeing this scene, Lance couldn't help but think of Greendale's mention that the doctor stayed up late every day.

I'm afraid Paracelsus stayed up late every day during this period and devoted a long time to research in an attempt to get more results, so it's no wonder she was acting like this.

Lance's eyes couldn't help but glance at the simple bed set up nearby. She was probably sleeping here during this time.

"If you have a home and don't go back, you won't be afraid of rheumatism while sleeping in such a gloomy place?" Lance couldn't help but complain. She must not be afraid of ghosts, because she dared to steal corpses back then and was a powerful materialist warrior.

"It's not good to sleep on your stomach..."

Lance picked her up carefully. She might have been too tired and slept like a dead pig, but her body was still too thin and she felt as light as a kitten.

He put it on the bed and covered her with the quilt, but something felt wrong. It took him a while to realize it, and he stretched out his big hand...

Take off the main body, that is, the glasses, and it will be much more normal now.

Then he took out the soothing aromatherapy made by Greendale and placed it on the bedside, which dissipated the turbid smell of the nursing home.

Lance was still smiling, but when he turned around and saw a stack of troublesome reports, the proud smile on his face instantly turned into a bitter smile.

He originally wanted to persuade Paracelsus to rest, but unexpectedly he got himself involved instead.

That's not right...I don't want to work overtime either...

If you know you have to get up early to go to work tomorrow, no matter how you sleep, you will feel a sense of crisis, like an enemy approaching you step by step.

It's just that Paracelsus is on vacation today, at least that's what she subconsciously felt.

So I woke up naturally after sleeping for a long time. When my consciousness returned, I felt that my body was completely free from fatigue. It felt so refreshing.

"woke up?"

The sound of a voice immediately made her frown slightly, because her nearsightedness was a bit blurry. When she picked up the glasses on the bedside and put them on, she saw Lance on the workbench turning to look at her.

Um...why is he here? What happened last night?

Paracelsus was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

Yes, doing research.

"How is the situation?" Paracelsus noticed the organized experimental materials and immediately stood up and walked over.

As soon as Lance saw her waking up, he immediately threw himself into research and didn't know what to say for a while.

In his previous life, he had heard that those who did research were somewhat crazy, and now it seemed that was indeed the case.

However, it is impossible to do such boring work without going crazy. (End of chapter)