To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 582
Episode 582 The true identity of the poison (2)
After drawing blood from an attendant just in case, Ray immediately sought other attendants.
Paralysis in the first patient.
The second patient presented with dysphagia.
And the third patient had both dysphagia and blurred vision.
Ray let out a sigh of relief.
‘There are no symptoms of difficulty breathing.’
It can be said that it is fortunate among misfortunes, but it is still difficult to infer what kind of poison it is by looking at the symptoms alone.
Perhaps Germany did not exist in modern times.
A tinge of anxiety about the unknown ran through his head.
After visiting all five attendants, Ray took their blood.
The frightened servants resisted fiercely, but they are not in a situation where they are in danger of losing their lives.
When he said that he might not be able to detoxify it forever unless he draws blood, they surrendered themselves.
After collecting blood from all five people, Ray decided to use a centrifuge straight away.
Having half-forcedly rented the chief chamberlain’s office, he tidied up the surroundings.
It took some time because the therapists were making a fuss even while drawing blood, but they kept their mouths shut on the condition that they come into the office and monitor his movements.
Ray, who ordered a maid to fetch water from a double bath, put the bottles containing the attendants’ blood into the centrifuge.
click-!
The bottle was seated with a light sound.
Normally, it can be operated for more than 10 minutes at 3000 rpm, but that is a term used only in modern medical devices.
‘It’s an experimental device. I’m not sure unless I turn around a little more.’
Rpm itself is higher than modern ones.
But isn’t there such a thing as one thing?
Ray decided to invest more time to produce the right results.
When the blood bottle was put in and mana flowed into the magic tool, the centrifuge started to spin with a strange sound.
Whoops-!
The therapists said nervously at the threatening sound they had heard for the first time.
“What are you doing?”
“Isn’t that a magic tool?”
It just went well.
Although it was made late, it will also be an advance in medicine.
Ray happily explained to them.
“You know that blood is composed of blood cells and plasma with different densities. Since they have different densities, they are separated from each other when rotated with strong centrifugal force. We will check there for poison.”
“Checking for poison… by looking at the patient’s blood?”
“Most food-borne poisons can be identified by looking at blood serum. As I just said, when the fibrin… that is, the clotting factor that causes blood to clot is removed from the separated plasma, it becomes serum. It may take some time, but the effect is certain.”
At his words, the therapists treated him like a lunatic rather than understanding.
Those who had been listening seriously until halfway laughed.
“haha. I’m not crazy. What did you say, but in the end it was just nonsense?”
“It is nonsense. I’d say look at the blood and judge for yourself. It’s a method I’ve never heard of before.”
Most therapists shook their heads.
However, only a few therapists seriously thought about it and soon threw out one or two words.
“…If you’re telling the truth and you can look directly at blood… you might be able to figure out the difference in blood density from person to person.”
“Even people with blood disease will be able to find it easily. If we can detect it and prepare for it, we might be able to prevent the spread of the plague with little damage.”
There were few positive answers, but that alone made Ray happy.
It’s been years since I’ve had a peaceful medical conversation.
Of course, it was the basis of the basics, but this alone was enough to bring pleasure to Ray.
Excited, he teased his mouth as fiercely as the speed of the centrifuge.
“I will not stop at preparing for the disease. Among serum components, γ-globulin correlates with immunity. There are antibodies in it. When used properly, these antibodies can even neutralize germs.”
“That is amazing.”
“Therapists will be busier. ha ha ha.”
It’s a joke atmosphere, but what is it?
As long as you know it properly, the rest is enough to see the result.
As we chatted, the centrifuge stopped operating.
Ray took out a bottle of blood and placed it on the wooden board he had prepared, observing for a while.
‘It’s properly divided into plasma and blood cells.’
I was worried because it was my first magic tool, but luckily there seemed to be no problem.
Now all that remains is to wait.
When the centrifuged blood clots, serum will be made.
And in that serum, there must be the answer you were looking for.
“Patients will have to endure it until then…”
In the case of neurotoxin, there are cases in which symptoms appear acutely.
Symptoms of fever and vomiting are mild, but it was difficult to deal with symptoms such as shortness of breath, intestinal obstruction, paralysis, or shock.
Normally, Ray looked at Gaia like shit, but he couldn’t help but pray for her now.
‘I’ve done something for me so far, so let’s do a favor.’
Still no answer came.
If this is the case, I don’t know what adults are doing every century.
* * *
By the time he was praying unanswerably.
There was a commotion downstairs.
“Wow!”
One of the attendants who had been lying still suddenly started to vomit.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“Call the chi therapist!”
“Oh okay!”
When the two maids who were nursing went to call the healer, those who remained tried to calm the maid who did not stop vomiting.
They pulled me up from the bed and patted me on the back.
“Cheuk! Whoops!”
The attendant then vomited the residue from his mouth.
Because he vomited a lot in a short time, the bed was already soaked with vomit.
“Wouldn’t it be better to make them drink radish water?”
“I think I should at least rinse my mouth…”
It wasn’t that the attendants were sharp.
The therapists came and went a few times, but how could they do what they couldn’t solve?
If it was simply vomiting, I was afraid of what would happen if I made her drink the wrong water as long as she knew that she was already poisoned.
Because of this, they took no action.
The attendants, helplessly looking down at their colleagues, eagerly waited for the healers to arrive.
* * *
At that time, when Ray was looking at the blood bottle waiting for the coagulation reaction.
A bad feeling passed through his mind.
At such a time, there are two maids who frantically visit the chief chamberlain’s office.
When I widened my senses, there was a lot of uproar downstairs.
Seeing that several attendants were clinging to it, there must have been another symptom.
at that time.
As if confirming that her premonition was correct, the ladies-in-waiting burst through the door without knocking.
“It’s a big deal! Healers, please come down!”
The bewildered therapists asked, pretending to be calm.
“What’s going on?”
“The vomiting won’t stop! I don’t think I can leave it like this…”
“Umm… Okay. Then only a few remain and let the rest go downstairs.”
“yes.”
The therapists quickly packed up and went downstairs with only three or four people left.
Will they be able to determine the cause of the symptoms?
Remaining in the office, Ray shook his head to clear his doubts.
‘Anyway, they’re doctors too. I’m sure you know why the vomiting occurs.’
He wrote down the time the second symptom started.
Now that the third and fourth symptoms may start together.
He had to do his best to find a solution in the separated serum.
However, I couldn’t stop thinking about it in my head.
‘If you showed symptoms of vomiting as it is food-borne poison, it might be acute gastritis or acute intestinal obstruction. You shouldn’t let go of tension.’
For now, I have no choice but to trust the therapists who have gone down, but if something goes wrong, it is better to quickly diagnose and deal with it.
As if writing down a chart, Ray listed the symptoms one by one in his head.
Even so, he did not take his eyes off the blood disease that showed the coagulation reaction.
A little time passes.
The blood bottle, which had finally begun to coagulate, was completely separated into a dark red lower layer and a pale yellow upper layer.
After transferring the pale yellow serum from which the fibrin had disappeared into a suitable container, Ray immediately took out a microscope.
Looking at it, which looked quite strange, the therapists expressed their doubts.
“It looks strange. What is that tool for?”
Ray replied, being careful not to spit out.
“I’m going to look into the serum with this.”
“I don’t understand. I don’t think it will make much of a difference whether you look through it or see it with your own eyes.”
Ray shook his head at the therapist who did not hesitate to say that his eyes were better than a high-magnification microscope.
This is because scientific civilization has not developed as much as magic has developed.
Civilization here is at a standstill as if someone is blocking it.
Of course, the growth of magical knowledge and military power is being made, but only the scientific aspect is still unexplored.
So I have no choice but to show a cold attitude towards the unknown.
Did you say that one hundred words is not enough?
Ray decided to show rather than explain in words.
Of course, the first step was to detect the toxin in the serum.
Apparently, the therapists who went down did not seem to have come up with a solution yet.
Putting the observation dish on the stage of the microscope, Ray adjusted the focus of the part that became the eyepiece.
Because it was made in a hurry, there were no screws for fine adjustment.
That’s why I have no choice but to adjust it to be a little wilder than the modern one.
Concentrating his nerves on his fingertips, he adjusted his focus as precisely as possible.
Eventually, the focus comes into focus.
After looking for a long time, Ray finally got the answer he wanted so much.
‘…Clostridium botulinum.’