Chapter 115

The next person to take the stage was Chipman Norton.

Within the Alchemy Association, Chipman Norton's reputation is likely higher than that of Cyrus.

After all, he was more experienced and spent almost all his time on alchemy, unlike Desinia who was "neglecting his duties".

Moreover, the alchemists generally agreed on the master's abilities, showing him mostly respect, unlike Cyrus was younger and more often questioned.

Although Chipman Norton was famous enough, he was not as well off as Cyrus in terms of social status—a commoner was far inferior to a nobleman.

For this reason alone, Chipman Norton was to go on stage before Cyrus, a decision made after discussions between the Ed Merchant Guild and him.

Chipman Norton had no objections.

Cyrus carefully observed the alchemist master and felt that, in terms of his outward appearance, Chipman was more like a rigorous scholar, meticulous in everything he did.

Chipman was dressed in a light gray outfit. Although it didn't look particularly exquisite or expensive, the soft and suitable fabric perfectly complemented his demeanor, easily inspiring respect in others.

With a serious expression, he directed his attendants to move nimbly, with his apprentice Beijin helping him. Soon, all the items were moved to the display stand and arranged neatly.

Cyrus stared curiously at the bottles and jars on the table, thinking to herself that this didn't seem to be just a display of one thing... Could it be that Chipman Norton also had many alchemical achievements?

As expected.

Chipman Norton said he had two necklaces of goldsmithing achievements to show everyone.

One is a medicinal syrup used to treat sore throat, cool the blood, and relieve headaches and coughs.

Unlike traditional herbal remedies that are often bitter, this remedy should be called a syrup. It has a pure, sweet taste and can be consumed directly without boiling.

To make it easier for everyone to see, the syrup was placed in a clear glass bottle. The thick, yellowish-brown liquid inside floated back and forth as the bottle was gently shaken, and then slowly flowed down the inner wall of the bottle, displaying a beautiful color.

Chipman said, "This syrup can not only treat symptoms such as cough and sore throat, but it can also be taken orally to maintain health..."

"As long as it is sealed in a jar, the medicine syrup can be preserved for up to six months."

Such a long preservation period made some nobles nod in approval.

Their interest was especially drawn to its health-preserving effects.

The auction house attendants then walked onto the stage, each carrying a tray with cups and saucers.

Chipman instructed his apprentice Beijin, to pour the medicinal syrup he had brought into these cups, and then ordered his servants to come down from the display stand to distribute the syrups for the nobles to taste and evaluate.

Because the quantity of the medicinal syrup produced was limited, it could not cover all the people at the auction.

Therefore, the nobles who could taste it were limited to a certain group.

Their status was naturally not low—members of the imperial royal family, nobles of marquis rank and above, and others could all receive a cup of medicinal syrup.

A cup was also respectfully placed in front of Cyrus by a servant.

He picked it up to examine it closely, then brought it closer to smell it; a faint fragrance was gradually spreading around his nose.

The scent felt somewhat familiar.

Chipman then spoke up, "This potion syrup uses elderflower flowers."

His apprentice Beijin, also said, "Elderberry flowers emit a sweet and fragrant aroma, and in recent years, some people have even started using them to make tea."

"So, not long ago, my teacher and I began researching the other uses of elderflower..."

Cyrus, listening from below the stage, understood perfectly.

There is a saying in the Western Continent that elderberry is a plant that can bring good luck, and planting elderberry in the courtyard can prevent disease or evil spirits.

Elderberry was also used in the herbal medicines or ointments that Cyrus made in the past, because elderberry has another name in modern times - the European indigo root.

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Elderberry is a plant with many uses.

Not only is it ornamental, but its bark, leaves, flowers, and fruits are all beneficial and can be used in medicine... In particular, elderflower syrup is known as a panacea and is very popular in Europe.

Cyrus took a small sip, and a sweet taste instantly filled her mouth, along with a slight bitterness that was almost negligible.

It tastes really good; it could easily be enjoyed as a regular beverage.

After all, elderflower, when consumed properly, can indeed boost the body's immunity and contribute to overall health.

Chipman then added, "You can add a little water when drinking it daily."

"This medicine syrup is more suitable for younger children. If they have symptoms such as cough, runny nose, dry and hot throat, or inability to speak, please give them two spoonfuls of the medicine syrup..."

Some of the nobles couldn't help but show expressions of satisfaction.

Giving medicine to children is a challenge no matter where you are.

Chipman's research findings were not particularly innovative, but they struck a chord with the aristocracy's penchant for indulgence.

Unlike herbal medicines that are bitter and difficult to swallow, this syrup has a sweet and moist taste, and most importantly, it does have a therapeutic effect.

Cyrus only tasted a little before continuing to listen to his explanation of the second research finding.

Chipman picked up a jar of dark liquid, then a wooden box filled with ointment, and said, "This is a local anesthetic, which can effectively relieve patients' pain, especially in cases of external injuries..."

Chipman explained and elaborated on the points gradually.

There is a drug on the Western Continent that can numb the whole body; once ingested, one will immediately fall into a coma and become completely unable to feel anything.

However, the side effects are significant. After waking up, people may experience persistent headaches, nausea, vomiting, and even difficulty breathing and speaking. In severe cases, they may develop red spots all over their body, experience rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, and fainting.

Therefore, even doctors dare not use this drug.

Their method of relieving patients' pain was to drink alcohol until they fell into a deep sleep, and then treat the injuries while the patients were unconscious.

However, this method of treating external injuries is generally very impractical.

Chipman's description of local anesthetics involves maintaining the dosage so that the patient remains conscious while simultaneously reducing their pain.

After he finished speaking, he demonstrated how to use it.

First, there was that can of dark-colored liquid.

The manager of the Ed Merchant Guild followed the instructions of the general manager.

He somehow found a patient who happened to have a leg injury and brought him into the auction house. When Chipman was explaining the practical operation, he ordered his servant to bring the patient onto the display stand.

The patient was injured when a heavy shelf suddenly collapsed while he was tidying up the shelves, injuring his leg. Broken splinters pierced his thigh, but fortunately, no bones were broken.

But looking at the patient's face, which showed obvious signs of unbearable pain, one could understand how much pain his leg injury must be causing him.

Chipman instructed his apprentice, Beijin, to cut off the man's trousers, revealing the injured area on his leg, which had been simply bandaged, with blood seeping through the white fabric.

Beijin carefully lifted the white cloth.

However, even with the gentlest movements, the patient kept inhaling, frowning, and looking extremely distressed.

Finally, the blood-stained cloth was lifted, revealing a swollen, red wound with the skin and flesh slightly turned outwards... The skin around the wound was also bluish-purple, making it a shocking sight.

Some nobles turned their heads away, looking slightly uncomfortable.

Cyrus frowned; this wound was rather serious.

The patient's lips trembled as he said, "My... my leg won't be cut off, will it...?"

Chipman: "No, don't worry."

Then, with the patient slightly relaxed, he heated an extremely fine iron needle over a lit candle flame. Once the needle became slightly hot and changed color, he dipped it into a jar filled with medicine...

Cyrus saw Chipman use an iron needle dipped in anesthetic to prick the skin around the patient's leg wound, repeating the process two times before dipping it in the anesthetic again.

Clearly, the pain caused by the needle piercing the skin was unbearable for this patient.

He couldn't help but clench his teeth, his face contorted in pain, his hands gripping the fabric of his clothes tightly, and sweat gradually beading on his forehead...

Finally, this behavior stopped.

Chipman told the patient to wait a while before the effects would appear.

The patient nodded.

As time passed, he sensed a subtle difference—his tightly furrowed face gradually relaxed, and his slightly hunched shoulders softened...

The nobles sitting below the stage could clearly see the changes in the patient.

Chipman then reached out and pressed on the skin around the patient's leg wound. "How is it?"

The patient exclaimed in surprise, "How come... I can't feel anything at all!"

Chipman nodded in satisfaction.

Under the astonished gazes of the nobles, he took the ointment he had previously purchased from the Thorn Merchant Guild, applied it to the wound, and then bandaged it with clean, soft cloth.

The patient has not yet left the display stand.

Chipman then began explaining the application method of the second type of local anesthetic.

--This ointment-based anesthetic is used for internal pain. Take a small amount and apply it evenly and slightly thickly to the painful area, then wrap it with a clean cloth...

After a short while, you will feel the pain in your body gradually disappear.

After listening to his story, Cyrus couldn't help but shake her head inwardly.

This method of use has drawbacks and is completely wrong—the anesthetic ointment will not make the pain in the body disappear at all, and long-term use in this way can cause physical or neurological problems.

However, Chipman Norton's ability to develop local anesthetics is enough to demonstrate his pharmaceutical talent; it's just that in an era without a detailed medical system, deviations were inevitable.

At times like these, a little hint or guidance can be a source of inspiration and improvement.

Cyrus couldn't help but purse her lips.

He leaned forward, resting his arms on the table and crossing his hands under his chin, giving Chipman Norton a beautiful, squinting look—which is why an alchemist like this was even more irresistible.

Using the wrong medication is absolutely harmful.

One person's research is ultimately limited.

Although the Alchemy Association has existed for a long time, its system is corrupt and the alchemists are independent. Even the best talents will slowly "become useless" if they stay in the Alchemy Association for a long time.

A dedicated space should be created for alchemists and physicians to discuss, experiment, and conduct research.

For example, the Alchemy Tower within his territory.