Chapter 150: The Medical School

Chapter 150: The Medical School

TL: Etude

Ouch, be gentle, be gentle!

Allen frowned and kept exclaiming.

Really, you cant even bear this little pain, yet you brag all day about voyaging far out to sea.

A girl, pinching a cotton cloth soaked in medicinal wine, was applying it to Allens swollen ankle, while ridiculing the boy who was complaining of pain.

This girl was Susan, the granddaughter of the former town elder, Peter. She was currently learning medicine in Dr. Wades clinic, aspiring to become a doctor herself.

The little boy before her, along with his group of companions who claimed to be naval cadets, often frequented the clinic, either for discipline-related injuries or training accidents.

Allen, the boy in question, had come this time because he missed his step descending a rope ladder from a ships mast and fell onto the deck, swelling his ankle and bruising his arm.

Hearing Susan mock him, Allens face flushed. He retorted, Im just honestly expressing my physical condition. Crying out in pain doesnt mean Im cowardly. I wont refuse training just because Im injured.

Oh, such a mouthy little thing at such a young age!

Susan pressed down harder, causing the boy to grimace in pain.

She was already very familiar with this group of naval cadets and didnt bother with formalities. And for Allen, the youngest among them, she treated him like a younger brother.

Knowing that the boys only relative had been killed by pirates, Susan felt sympathy for him. She thought about her own grandfather her only relative who almost got killed by pirates but was fortunately saved. Compared to Allen, she felt very fortunate.

Our lord is really something, putting you little kids in the army. What use could you possibly be?

Susan couldnt understand why the navy would burden itself with these unripe kids.

Allen again stubbornly said, The lord said we are the seeds of the future navy, carrying the hope of opening vast seas for Alda. Every decision of the lord is correct.

Susan shook her head helplessly. What do these kids know about opening and sea frontiers? It all sounded like a prelude to war and death.

But she couldnt articulate a counterargument, remembering how she had rashly spoken out of turn to Count Grayman and wasnt held accountable. She secretly felt fortunate and grateful.

However, these students were not children. They were noticeably older, some even in their 30s.

These people were part of the health team being trained by the Administration Council. Two advisory Misses had compiled the first edition of the Basic Medical and Health Manual. With a large number of refugees about to arrive in Hansels care, Paul requested them to immediately start building a medical and health system.

The students in the room came from various parts of Alda and Baylding. Most of them were women, and some even couldnt read, learning basic hygiene knowledge through illustrations and text.

Now, youll take turns coming up to the podium and use this microscope to observe the microorganisms described in the Manual.

Beginning with the front row, each student went to the podium and operated the microscope following the steps explained by Miss Dias.

Oh, this is amazing!

Ew, thats disgusting.

Exclamations occasionally came from the podium.

While the students were experiencing the microscope, Eileen stepped outside the classroom. During the lecture, she had noticed someone peering into the classroom through the window.

Count Grayman, what brings you here?

Paul clapped his hands vigorously, Very good, Miss Dias, your explanation was excellent. I came to see Morrison and thought Id stop by.

Strange, he could have easily sent someone to summon Principal Morrison to the lords residence. Why come himself? But Eileen didnt intend to delve deeper; perhaps the lord just wanted to stretch his legs.

Is this the second batch of doctors that have come?

Just the second batch. Even so, weve only taught them some basic knowledge about microorganisms and simple disinfection methods and principles. Fortunately, those doctors can read, so theyre learning quickly from the manual. Some disinfection measures they were already using, just without knowing the principles.

The pure newcomers who are completely uneducated are a bit slower to learn.

Paul comforted her, Haste makes waste, take it slow! We are also in an exploratory phase with many things. As we discover, we disseminate, and we should encourage everyone to explore together.

Paul looked inside and noticed a special group of women who seemed to stick together, apparently not fitting in with the rest and not interacting with others.

He nodded towards the classroom and asked the advisor Dias, How are they doing?