Chapter 127
The moment the medicine specifically designed to treat the Plague was successfully developed, all the alchemists in the Alchemy Tower couldn't help but cheer, and some even wept with joy, collapsing to the ground to wipe away their tears.
It's so difficult; getting to this final step is truly remarkable.
Equipment construction, funding, endless experiments... failing and trying again... sometimes I couldn't even get a good night's sleep, because my mind was constantly replaying the experimental details, afraid that one wrong step would cause the entire experiment to have to start over...
The hardships and heartache involved were probably only understood by the other alchemists who participated in the research. After all, in the race against time to fight the Black Death, everyone had become quite haggard.
The lord often has dark circles under his eyes, which makes people both admire him and feel a little sorry for him...
Feilifu thought to himself, "He's... he's kind of cute..." He once saw the lord yawning as he came downstairs, his steps unsteady, almost falling, so he quickly went over to help him.
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He saw the lord thank him, rub his forehead a few times with the back of his hand, and then walk forward in a daze.
Feilifu blushed.
He wanted to follow behind and support the lord, but after only a few steps, he saw the Pope appear. His golden eyes glanced at Feilifu indifferently, which made him freeze in place, not daring to take another step.
Immediately afterwards, His Holiness the Pope took the lord away.
With the protective suits completed and the Plague cure successfully developed, Cyrus summoned the alchemists and physicians from her territory to the Alchemy Tower. Someone would inevitably need to take the medicine to various places for distribution, including the Saint Airo Empire.
Cyrus asked for their opinions; they went voluntarily, without coercion.
However, the epidemic situation is most severe in the Saint Airo Empire, and there is no time to lose. Moreover, the Empire is also the place that needs the most medicines. This means that Cyrus will have to send a considerable number of people to the Empire to help the sick.
Streptomycin is an antibiotic used to treat Plague. The final step involves concentrating it into a liquid for injection. Due to technological limitations, it's difficult to produce specialized vials for injections. Therefore, the concentrated liquid is poured into sealed glass bottles, sealed with corks, and then injected directly into the body using a sterilized syringe. All of this requires specialized personnel, as syringes were previously unseen, and those unfamiliar with them would have no idea how to use them, such as pre-sterilization and locating the correct vein for insertion.
The alchemists in the Alchemy Tower also conducted related simulation training when researching potions, and some rooms still contain countless dummies that were "experimented" with.
And no one knew more about the use of syringes than these alchemists.
After that, even all the physicians in the territory underwent rapid training—on how to inject drugs into the human body.
These people would have to personally carry antibiotics to various places to help the sick, and only after leaving the medicine and teaching the local doctors or alchemists could they return to their territory.
After Cyrus finished speaking, she waited quietly for them.
Many people stepped forward and volunteered to go to the Saint Airo Empire.
Among them were Chipman Norton and his apprentice Beijin, who wanted to return to the Saint Airo Empire in person and have made some friends during their time at the Ed Merchant Guild.
After the Black Death broke out without warning, Chipman Norton and his apprentice Beijin could hardly help but worry. But more important than useless worry was to develop an antibiotic that could cure the Black Death as soon as possible.
At this moment, Chipman Norton felt incredibly fortunate to have come to the Alchemy Tower, where he could personally participate in potion research. Every bit of progress brought him a great deal of peace of mind.
After finalizing the personnel to be sent to various locations, Cyrus had Qing Tuan fly into the Empire's Saint Church again to deliver the news of the successful development of the antibiotic, instructing the Empire to open its ports to ships traveling from the Desinia Territory and not to attack them before they attempted to approach.
When the news reached the Imperial Palace, the most excited person was the King. He had previously locked himself in his room, forbidding anyone from entering for fear of contracting the disease, and all state affairs were handled by the eldest prince Warner.
The palace was filled with unease; servants, attendants, even knights... people were dying every day.
Despite the tightest precautions, members of the royal family still contracted the Black Death. Not long ago, the Queen contracted the Black Death. Her beloved youngest son, Prince Kashu, stayed away and dared not visit her. Although medicine was available, the disease progressed rapidly, and the Queen ultimately succumbed to the torment of the illness, dying that night. Several maids who were responsible for caring for her also contracted the Black Death and eventually died. Their bodies were thrown out of the palace and burned.
The queen's death cast a shadow over the palace, and soon after, the king and the third prince Kashu, both contracted the Black Death.
But just as they were clinging to life with the medicine, Prince Warner received a letter from the Saint Church —the Lord of Desinia had successfully developed an antibiotic that could cure the Black Death!
This news is undoubtedly very exciting.
The king's voice was broken and hoarse from inside the room. "Quickly, quickly let... cough cough, quickly let them bring all the potions into the palace!"
The third prince Kashu, also had an urgent need.
The king began to exercise his power, ordering knights to wait in the royal city and, once the alchemists from the Desinia Territory arrived with their potions, to immediately "invite" them into the palace.
Prince Warner frowned at the King's decision; he was also paying close attention to news of these rescuers who would bring hope of healing.
Finally, the fleet flying the Desinia flag appeared in the harbor. For the first time, the knights guarding the harbor laid down their weapons and allowed the fleet to approach, eventually docking at the shore.
The knights, acting on the king's orders, wanted to take them to the palace immediately to treat His Majesty's illness, but Chipman Norton went ahead and consulted with Prince Warner was also at the port.
They split into three groups.
One group can first enter the palace with the knights to treat the royal family members. Another group will go to the quarantine zone and the royal city to treat the sick. The last group should ask the eldest prince to summon all the physicians in the empire, or the clergy in the Saint Church, etc. They will teach these people how to inject medicine. After that, please put on protective clothing to treat the sick.
Warner agreed.
Chipman Norton did not enter the palace, but instead ventured deep into the city and the quarantine zone.
They wore meticulously crafted bird-beak protective suits, and carried medicine boxes containing syringes and antibiotics. The wax-soaked suits felt exceptionally heavy, much like Chipman Norton's mood at that moment.
The epidemic situation within the Saint Airo Empire was far more severe than he had imagined.
Chipman Norton entered the royal city with indescribable feelings. He saw empty streets and houses tied with red ropes; perhaps inside these closed houses lay emaciated people, or corpses long since dead...
The knights of the royal city, on the orders of the eldest prince, accompanied and protected these rescuers.
They began shouting throughout the empty city.
The Lord of Desinia led the alchemists to successfully develop a potion that could cure the Black Death!
They're saved!
If there is a sick person in the family, please hang a red rope or cloth in front of the door...
Not all families infected with the Black Death were marked; some places were inevitably overlooked, such as the residences of nobles, where even if someone was Black Death, they might not be marked.
The royal knights marched along, shouting as they went. At first, the empty city offered no sound or response, but gradually, as the bird-beaked doctor took the lead and knocked on the marked door...
The once empty city seemed to have been infused with life.
After antibiotics are injected into the human body, people generally recover within seven to ten days.
On the first day, the second day... the bird-beaked doctors moved between the quarantine zone and the royal city. The Thorn Merchant Guild ' employees, bundled up tightly, followed behind these bird-beaked doctors. When they encountered families struggling to survive, they would leave some food at their doorsteps.
Three days later, the clergy of the Saint Church donned protective suits and joined the ranks of the bird-beaked doctors. Seven days later, figures began to move about in the deserted city.
Jack held his younger brother, who had just woken up, in his other arm, and his older brother in his other arm. The three of them huddled behind a slightly moved plank, their eyes filled with hope as they looked at the bird-beaked doctor who was bustling around the city.
Inside the quarantine zone.
After escaping the Yami Kingdom with the second prince Nitaya, Light Green Yotun arrived in the Saint Airo Empire. Although they carried many medicines with them, Nitaya's condition worsened.
Ultimately, Light decided to take Nitaya into the isolation ward voluntarily. Some people who did not want to leave the patients could also serve as caregivers in the isolation ward, responsible for preparing medicine and checking on the patients' conditions, etc.
This decision was dangerous because they were also very likely to contract the Black Death, and could even die at any time after contracting the disease.
Some of the knights who left the Yami Kingdom fled, while the rest, including Yotun, followed into the quarantine zone... Now, the second prince Nitaya, is often unconscious and can only lie in bed, as thin as a skeleton. Yotun, whose already short stature has become even more emaciated, has shrunk further due to the fact that he has to cover his body Light mouth Yotun nose all day long, and cannot even take it off while sleeping... They are completely different from what they used to be.
Some of the people they brought died.
Just when Light Yotun were about to give up, they heard shouts coming from outside the quarantine zone—the Lord of Desinia had developed a cure for the Black Death!
Two weeks later, the panic caused by the Black Death was slowly subsiding.
The bodies of the deceased were cremated, those who persevered were gradually recovering, and the number of people in the quarantine area was decreasing day by day...
One or two months later, normal exchanges between different places began to resume.
While the medicine was being delivered, the small, chaotic countries and territories surrounding the Desinia Territory voluntarily submitted and became part of Desinia's territory.
And everyone remembered one name.
Cyrus Desinia!
He saved people from boundless fear and despair, and stopped this relentless deadly disease.