A Hospital in Another World?-Chapter 849: Master Nordmark, What Project Would You Like to Apply For? Fill It Out As You Please!
The second day of sailing.
There are 500 passengers in the lower deck, 158 are vomiting, and no cases of diarrhea have been observed yet. The vomiting is presumed to be mainly caused by seasickness.
Passengers in the lower deck are not allowed to leave the cabin or go on deck.
The lower deck latrine was emptied once.
The Life Observation spell has not observed anyone entering a near-death state.
The third day of sailing.
Waves at level three (according to the first mate), 247 vomiting passengers, and 2 cases of diarrhea. The vomiting is still presumed to be mainly caused by seasickness.
The lower deck latrine was not emptied.
The patients with diarrhea showed no signs of fever.
The Life Observation spell has not observed anyone entering a near-death state.
The fourth day of sailing.
The waves calmed down to level two. There were 129 vomiting passengers and 3 cases of diarrhea.
The lower deck latrine was emptied once.
The patients with diarrhea showed no signs of fever.
The Life Observation spell has not observed anyone entering a near-death state.
The fifth day of sailing, arrival at the port.
Garrett closed his notebook and let out a long, long sigh.
Thanks to the existence of spells, he could often throw a Secret Eye down there instead of going down into the stench to check several times a day;
Thanks to the Life Observation spell, he could detect at the first moment if anyone was seriously ill; 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
And... thanks to himself for being an 8th-level mage, his occasional checks ensured that the food distributed to these poor people on the ship was not too scanty or of poor quality...
He stood at the edge of the deck, casting the Life Observation spell, watching the poor people in clothes dirtier than before they boarded the ship, with faces paler than before they boarded the ship, walking out of the dark and narrow cabin, onto the deck, and into the port.
Under the spell vision granted by the Life Observation spell, the faint life glows of these people indicated that their health status should be fine.
At least, none were gravely ill, on the verge of death, with Death hovering overhead, ready to harvest at any moment.
Garrett walked out with the crowd. This batch of Aeolan refugees was first taken to a fenced area, where the ship's logistics officer counted the heads and handed them over to the receiving personnel from the council. Then, they were taken away one by one:
"Thomas Werner, one hundred people!"
The receiver handed over a badge. The receiving personnel checked it and nodded, waving a hand:
"Go and get them. Take the whole batch, no picking and choosing!"
Garrett saw him take a batch of people away... inevitably picking a few especially weak ones out and pulling a few stronger ones. He handed the receiving personnel a small bag, and no one said a word.
But in general, a group of people was taken away, without quarantine, without inspection, without any pause. Counted on the spot, taken away on the spot, directly to...
Workshops?
Factories?
Mines?
In any case, it was a labor-intensive place, densely packed with workers, with poor treatment and bad environment. It was conceivable that if any of these Aeolan refugees carried contagious diseases in their incubation period...
Then, it would only be a matter of time before the disease broke out in Nevis.
And if it spread to farther, less medically equipped, more socially fragile new world colonies... Before setting sail, Garrett had used a Secret Eye to look at a few ships carrying immigrants, and their living conditions were not much better.
How many of these immigrants would die after being transported over?
Garrett didn't know. He only knew that this couldn't go on.
These were human lives!
"Cirilla, you go back to the mage tower first, I'll go find the teacher!"
Garrett gave an instruction and activated the Endless Ink Pen, instantly speeding to the top of Igor Peak. After listening to his report, the Lord of Thunder did not comment, merely saying lightly:
"Go and talk to the review committee."
Garrett knew that the teacher's attitude meant he neither supported nor opposed, leaving him to do as he pleased. Perhaps the cost was too high, perhaps there wasn't enough evidence, perhaps there were other difficulties...
But whatever the case, these were problems that an 8th-level mage like him could face and solve independently. So, as a teacher, there was no need to intervene.
Garrett said goodbye to his teacher and went to report the mission execution to the review committee and make suggestions. The middle-aged female mage who had given him the task listened seriously to his suggestions and commented seriously:
"Master Nordmark, your suggestions are indeed good, and your abilities in treatment are also well recognized by the council..."
But? Garrett silently completed the sentence in his heart. Sure enough, the rotating committee member from the Evocation School said quietly:
"But you must know, all these suggestions require additional investment. Personnel, materials, money, in the end, it all boils down to one point: cost-effectiveness."
Garrett nodded silently. The same logic applied to medicine:
Medicine is not just about treating and saving people; it's also an economic matter.
For each person, each family, whether they can afford the treatment and whether it's worth it is something every household must consider, and something doctors must always consider when giving treatment plans;
On a larger scale, public health policies, and medical insurance reimbursement schemes are meant to increase the overall welfare of society, but they're also about maximizing social benefits.
The total medical expenditure of a society is closely related to its development level and the surplus of public finance. Excessive increase in medical expenditure is not a good thing.
He took a deep breath:
"I understand. —So, may I apply for a research project to study how to reduce the mortality rate of immigrant transportation and the quarantine and inspection procedures for immigrants and refugees upon arrival?"
"You may." The Evocation School committee member smiled. She quickly wrote a note, stamped it with her Secret Mark, and handed it to Garrett:
"However, this research direction is not under the Evocation School's jurisdiction. You need to go next door, to the Conjuration School's review committee. Medical matters have always been their domain."
So, the Evocation School is specialized in fighting and violence. The last time the nobles in Rosscon County caused trouble, they sent me to settle it, right?
With medical, quarantine, and public health topics, they immediately sent me to the medical direction?
Garrett thanked her, took the note, and went next door to knock. This year's rotating committee member from the Conjuration School seemed familiar. As soon as he saw Garrett, he immediately stood up:
"Master Nordmark! Long time no see. Do you have a new topic to apply for?"
Garrett: ???
"Oh, I'm Grand Mage Belsa's disciple. I helped my teacher with the CT project last time—many papers in 'Medical Research' were reviewed by me first..."
Oh, so it's one of our own. Garrett immediately smiled and handed over the note:
"It's like this, I want to apply for a quick project to study improving the treatment of immigrants, establishing the necessity of quarantine..."
"Ah, this? No problem." The review committee member immediately pulled out a blank document:
"Let me check this year's budget... The budget is tight, but this project can still be squeezed in. How much research funding do you need? 1000 contribution points? 2000?"
Garrett: "..."
I mainly want an official authorization to prove the legitimacy of the research, to facilitate future reports and policy changes. And, if possible, can someone tell me...
Where can I find the original data I need, such as the number of people transported by the Kent Kingdom to the new world each year, their transportation conditions, mortality rates, and so on?
