Chapter 747: Garrett, Come Help! The Dwarves Are Making Trouble! - A Hospital in Another World? - NovelsTime

A Hospital in Another World?

Chapter 747: Garrett, Come Help! The Dwarves Are Making Trouble!

Author: 加兰2020
updatedAt: 2026-03-09

CHAPTER 747: GARRETT, COME HELP! THE DWARVES ARE MAKING TROUBLE!

The fertilizer crisis is resolved.

We have nitrogen fertilizer, potassium fertilizer can be extracted from minerals, and phosphate fertilizer will be brought back by sea vessels.

The priests of the God of Nature are still working tirelessly: applying a small batch of fertilizer, encouraging a bit of growth; sleep, pray, naturally recover, and apply another small batch of fertilizer tomorrow, encouraging a bit more growth.

It’s essential to achieve the optimal balance between the use of divine power, natural land recovery, and increased yield and harvest. Although someone has found a way to fill the gap in divine power, it can’t be wasted casually...

Who knows what costs were paid for this "solution"?

But apart from that, the lives of other mages in the council have gradually returned to normal.

Except for the nitrogen fertilizer factories that are still sprouting up everywhere, with mages guiding the establishment of factories running around, the mages involved in large-scale experiments can finally go back to their own lives and work.

"Master Nordmark! We are back!"

Mage Norwood returned to the Mage Tower with two disciples, their steps heavy and their faces weary. Thank goodness, the tasks of measuring fields, minerals, and everything else were finally over...

"Any tasks for me to complete recently? If not, I’d like to sleep..."

"Garrett! I’m back too!"

Aurora was also released back to the Mage Tower, continuing his research and diligent meditation. Garrett had advanced to level 7, Lynn had advanced to level 7, he couldn’t fall too far behind!

Garrett was very happy. The Mage Tower was finally getting full again, unlike the previous days when it was just him and Bernard, with no one else around.

Although safety was still ensured, with MOSS controlling the tower spirit to automatically close the doors, living in a huge tower with only two people’s footsteps all day was quite creepy.

What? Invisible servants?

Invisible servants float around!

"It’s great that you’re all back! Meals are ready, there’s porridge if you want, and hotpot too!" He greeted them happily.

"Take a bath, have a good sleep, and then Mr. Norwood, I have something I need your help with!"

"What... You came up with something new in just a few days?"

Aurora silently turned away. Not just something new, Garrett had figured out nitrogen fertilizer these days! Although he only provided the idea, and the subsequent work was done by a large team, still...

Sometimes, the idea and direction are the hardest parts!

After a hearty meal and a good sleep, Mage Norwood began making various things according to Garrett’s instructions:

"First, make a gel... Yes, like agar, insert a bone into it. The agar doesn’t need to be too thick, just enough to solidify and form a shape. Good! Here are many bones, make an agar block with each one..."

"These are blood vessels, the aorta, pulmonary artery, carotid artery... superior vena cava, brachial vein... take a segment of each, and make an agar block with them..."

"This is the pectoralis major muscle... rectus abdominis muscle... gluteus maximus muscle..."

Mage Norwood’s eyes went wide. Boss, what are you trying to do with these bones, muscles, and blood vessels in agar?

Of course, it’s for collecting CT scan data! Garrett grinned. The human body’s structure is incredibly complex, with various tissues having different densities, making CT scans and data collection particularly challenging.

By isolating bones, muscle tissues, and blood vessels, scanning them individually removes interference from other structures. Agar, with its uniform density, can hold the tissues in place, making it very convenient.

Hmm, later we should think of having Mage Norwood produce formalin... By the way, how is formaldehyde made? What are the reaction conditions?

Garrett worked hard on dissections and scanning. Mage Norwood and his students diligently boiled seaweed and agar blocks. Bernard tirelessly sliced mutton legs.

Cutting mutton legs for half a month, according to the barbarian himself, his strength became more controlled and precise.

Maybe, after cutting for another half a year or so, he might reach the threshold for an upgrade?

Anyway, the Oak Grove Clinic had already bought a large quantity of fish and meat, and the barbarian security guards at the clinic, when not on patrol, each wielded a big knife to slice meat. Bernard also took on an external job:

Every workday, he would find any available spellcaster to cast a freezing ray on the meat and fish, making it easier for the barbarians to practice.

Garrett was more than happy to see this. In fact, if he checked in on time in the morning, he didn’t mind personally casting the freezing ray.

Days passed slowly, and the weather grew hotter. When jackets were replaced with lighter clothes, and the barbarian security guards at Oak Grove Clinic frequently drank cold water and began to complain about the lack of beer, a fast horse suddenly stopped at the clinic gate. A knight quickly rushed in:

"Master Nordmark! Can you help?"

Garrett was reading in the consultation room. The scheduled surgeries for the day were all done, there were no urgent C-sections, no special patients coming in, and the outpatient department’s healers could handle everything.

He poked his head out of the consultation room. It was a familiar face, Taylor Dunfrees, a level 5 transmutation mage... a few years ago, when Garrett went to solve the mithril problem, he was level 5, and he’s still level 5 now.

Garrett understood this; advancing in magical levels is not easy, especially for mages with low arcane levels. Mage Dunfrees was only a 2nd circle arcanist back then, with his arcane level lagging behind his magical level, making advancement very difficult, which was quite normal.

But he had hurried over, wearing the familiar [Comprehend Languages] headband...

"What happened? Are you still with the dwarves?"

Mage Dunfrees looked despondent. He had sold himself to pay off debts, stationed in the mithril district for two years, finally cleared his debt for blowing up the lab. But shortly after returning to Nevis City...

"[BOOM!]"

Very desperate...

Fortunately, stationing in the mithril district was a tough job. Hot, noisy, poor research conditions, and difficult to communicate with dwarves. Mage Dunfrees, relying on his previous work experience, successfully applied to sell himself to pay off debts again.

Unfortunately, the dwarves were causing more trouble this time, already striking for two days. Mage Dunfrees tried his best to persuade, promise, and even bought bread and meat for them at his own expense, but couldn’t calm them.

Considering reporting the problem, requesting high-level mages to communicate, persuade, or suppress would lower work evaluations and extend service time, Mage Dunfrees decided to use his connections to solve the problem.

And thinking it over, among the people he knew, the one with the best relationship with dwarves, who could most likely make them listen, was Master Nordmark!

"So, what’s the situation?"

Garrett curiously asked him to sit down, noticing his mage robe’s chest was soaked, and handed him a cup of tea with a bit of cold air added. Mage Dunfrees took the cup, tilted his head back, and gulped it down:

"Sigh, those dwarves just won’t listen! No matter how I negotiate, they ignore me... They want beer, ten barrels of beer every day, and won’t work without it. Don’t they know, Nevis has already banned brewing?"

Garrett sympathetically handed him a second cup of water. He had been involved in the whole matter—the prophecy of the legendary mage—The Year Without Summer is coming—the council fully stockpiling food—ban on brewing, especially beer and other grain alcohol.

These were all combined efforts; if one punch was thrown, the others had to follow. Any weak link would lead to ineffective results.

"Didn’t you tell them that’s the council’s decree?" And the council should have informed the Dwarven Court too, about the impending famine, urging them to stockpile food and drink less.

"Told them..." Mage Dunfrees was full of dejection.

"But they said the council governs humans, mages, not dwarves. Without beer, dwarves can’t work, dwarf masters can’t make good products without beer..."

The council was waiting for their products!

Even though the task of refining mithril ore had been reduced, the council had a lot of other things for them to do! Boilers, water pipes, reactors...

Recently, a large number of tasks were assigned, supposedly to manufacture devices urgently needed by the council for producing ammonia... all with deadlines and quality guarantees, the dwarves couldn’t cause trouble at this time!

"Master Nordmark, you have a good relationship with the dwarves, they listen to you. Can you..." The aging mage looked at Garrett almost pleadingly.

"Sigh, the dwarves’ temperament is indeed difficult, and the council’s requirements need to be completed quickly." Garrett thought for a moment.

"Give me some time, I’ll arrange my tasks and bring some supplies. If I can leave, I’ll go with you tomorrow!"

He swept through the obstetrics ward like a whirlwind, checking all the patients, scheduling early cesareans where possible, and ordered no new patients to be admitted the next day. Then, he returned to the Mage Tower, organizing a bunch of potions and bacterial culture supplies.

"Miss Winvey, how is the summary of the new potion trials? Show it to me!"

Streptomycin... or something similar to it. It effectively kills tuberculosis bacteria and is very effective in treating tuberculosis.

When he went to the mithril district before, he noticed many dwarves had lung

problems, and this disease was contagious...

Although he could now target and kill bacteria, he couldn’t personally travel to each dwarf on the other side of the sea, far in the Black Gate Peninsula, to treat them one by one.

If this streptomycin-like drug could effectively treat the dwarves’ tuberculosis and other pneumonias, at least he could use this to communicate with them and get them to work hard!

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