Chapter 19: XIX. Just Like Young Fellow Students
Since the Northern Prison riot,
ten years had passed.
Those who were confined in that relentless cold of Eternal Night Frost were not only the unfortunate souls sentenced to hard labor but also notorious criminals whose names could silence crying children, and even more so, the notorious old guns from the underground world of the Western Continent.
Terror Sanctum, also known as Little Northern Prison,
due to its branching out into two new disciplines for many students from the Magic Medicine Department: New Pharmacology and New Trauma Science.
The progress in medicine on the Western Continent owed its greatest achievements to the prisoners within these walls.
It was hard to imagine how, even without steam engines and lacking precise instruments,
they managed to conceptualize nerves, endocrine systems, immune functions, and even genetic concepts through sheer exhaustive methods, using the most brutal means of trial and error.
Of course, the so-called genes differed vastly from the modern understanding, often serving more to bolster the lineage narratives of the ruling classes of the Western Continent.
All the medicines, lacking any foundational logic or principles of pathology, were discovered through a method of trial and error, screening patients with similar symptoms and then... eventually compiled into a comprehensive medical encyclopedia.
Of course, the desperately poor peasants still resorted to the old, dark methods of consulting almanacs, bloodletting, and drinking holy water, while the cutting-edge medical standards suitable for nobles and wealthy merchants, with tablets and even antibiotics derived from plant extracts, had reached the level of the early twentieth century in terms of treatment success rates.