Chapter 360: Magic Potion Trial Model (Monthly Ticket 900 Plus More Updates)

The basic principle of dispelling diseases in Druid spells is to use natural force to clean up foreign abnormal energy and then provide the body with a complete environment in which it can heal itself. Among them, a large amount of natural force is the most fundamental condition. If you want to configure potions, Zhao Mai can only make two doses at most a day, which is the limit.

Medicines to eliminate diseases can basically cure all diseases, but now we only have to deal with one kind of disease, and preparing that kind of medicine feels like killing a chicken with a knife. To deal with a specific disease, one only needs to drive away a pathogen in a targeted manner, and then Zhao Mai will follow the core idea of ​​the disease-repelling spell to create an environment for the body to start a new cycle of self-healing. At the same time, he also wants to expel the curse from the patient's body as much as possible.

Fortunately, there is no need to work from scratch. Zhao Mai combined the Druid's disease-repelling medicine with the "cold elixir" from the West Continent to first prepare a basic potion and then improve it. As a potion technician, he was very fast at refining and dispensing potions, and he produced the first type of potion in half an hour. At this stage, it is too easy to find patients, just go to the street and grab someone.

"Don't go out like that, they will think you are using poison to harm people!" Tolkien shook his head. There was one thing he couldn't bear to say: Zhao Mai is very obviously Chinese. In the eyes of the British in this era, the Chinese were just uncivilized barbarians. The British would rather bloodletting for treatment than try a panacea given to them by a Chinese.

In order for his compatriots to use the potion as soon as possible and to prevent Zhao Mai from being insulted, Tolkien decided to play this "public appearance" role, and Zhao Mai pretended to be his assistant. Starting with relatives, Tolkien asked them to drink the potion, and then Zhao Mai observed the physical conditions of these people, and then adjusted the medicine, materials, compatibility and added magic ingredients. Zhao Mai used natural force to monitor the action of the medicine, which was more convenient than a doctor's visual inspection. Although his medical skills are not very good, he can quickly accumulate data for improvement.

To a certain extent, this is considered a direct human experiment. Fortunately, Zhao Mai can use magic to remove toxins, diseases, and wounds, and can even resurrect people. With these as insurance, he dares to do anything. Someone once said that traditional Chinese medicine is a big data science, a process of extracting wisdom from life. Zhao Mai couldn't extract much wisdom, but at noon the next day, the "Flu Buffer" Type 321 was finally completed.

"Due to cost considerations, this medicine cannot cure the disease. I have calculated that it will take a week of continuous medication to be stable." Zhao Mai said to Tolkien: "I haven't tested it long enough. The effect can be estimated. But I estimate that the cure rate should be very high. Excluding those who are already terminally ill, more than 90% of them will gradually improve and recover."

"It's great to have you as a friend, and I thank you on behalf of everyone," Tolkien said. Edith, who was gradually recovering from health, was able to go to the ground normally after a night's rest. Although she was still a little weak, she still insisted on cooking a meal for Zhao Mai and others to express her gratitude. The aroma wafting from the kitchen drove away the smell of potions that had been lingering in the room for a long time, soothing people's spirits a lot.

"The materials and detailed formulas for the potion are all on this piece of paper. The only problem is that three of the materials are potions and can only be purchased by the wizarding world. I will go to the flower shop and store after a while to see if I can find a substitute. .The Ministry of Magic has closed the main entrances and exits, and you will definitely run into trouble if you want to purchase these three items in large quantities."

"How much does a course of medicine cost per person?"

"I didn't calculate it, but it shouldn't be expensive. I didn't use any expensive materials in it." Zhao Mai shook his head and said, "This is my only idea at the moment. Let's prepare according to this first, and I'll find a substitute. By the way, think about whether there are other ways, maybe there will be a better solution."

"How about I go with you?" Tolkien said.

"Today is June 1st, and the exam will be held in more than twenty days. If you still have the energy, please contact Professor Dumbledore and tell him about the situation here." Zhao Mai stood up and wanted to speak. He hesitated, but finally said: "This disease is not simple. I think a wizard is involved."

"What do you mean, wizards caused this disease?"

"No, I haven't found evidence that wizards create diseases, but there is indeed a power of curses that accelerates the spread of diseases." Zhao Mai sighed and said, "Although I can treat diseases, I still don't understand the wizards' curses. Too few, so these are my speculations. It would be nice if a wizard could come and take a look, like Dumbledore. We only know him."

"I will write to ask him, but don't forget that we also know someone: Grindelwald!" Tolkien rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Grindelwald said he can't return to England, so he should still be there Outside, at least not within the confines of the Ministry of Magic. Maybe he would be willing to help!"

Zhao Mai thought for a while and said to Tolkien: "Don't talk about the potion we prepared. At least until the effect of the potion is confirmed, it is better to keep a low profile."

"This is a good thing. I think it would be better if more people know about it."

"Then you find a way to solve the problem of potion materials and these strange preparation methods, and then explain why you still have to wave the wand and recite the spell. If you can solve these, then you can give away this formula Go out and save more people.”

"Mike, don't worry, I understand your concerns. You are right, this prescription is just a process, and there is no way to mass-produce it yet, so it cannot be released yet. I listen to you, if this formula is mature, Are you willing to make it public?"

"Yes. This is something to treat diseases, not to make money. As long as who can produce and ensure quality, the prescription will be given to anyone. Monopolize prescriptions and medicines, make money at prices far higher than the cost, or choose Whether the patient sells or not, those people and companies are accomplices to the disease."

"You are a good person." Tolkien said to Zhao Mai. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and a very familiar male voice said: "Hey, I came at just the right time. I came when you were all at home, so you won't be unwelcome!"

"Logan?" Tolkien stood up and was about to open the door, but the door had already opened by itself. Logan only had a tattered shirt with dried blood on it. His self-healing ability healed the wound, but judging from the tatters of his clothes, it was obvious that he had been seriously injured before.

"Don't look at me, I was beaten like this. Damn it, I've never seen a girl who can hit like that." Logan held on to the door frame and showed a self-confessed handsome face to Edith who was passing by the hall with food. Smile: "Hello, we meet again."

Edith was startled, her arms shook slightly, and then she quickly calmed down. "Come in quickly, you will cause trouble if you stand at the door like this."

"Thank you for the invitation." Logan can be a gentleman when needed: "I think it's better for me to change clothes first. Tolkien, do you have any larger-sized clothes? Give me some!"

He is quite familiar.