A young lady is a young lady after all. After Charles arrived at his house, he immediately understood and ordered refreshments to be prepared. However, unexpectedly, the request made by this earl Rogers' daughter was to take a bath first.
Charles was speechless.
He had truly forgotten the nature of girls; even if they were to die, they would want to look beautiful.
It just so happened that he also didn't want to see someone with dirty clothes eating in front of him, so he immediately told a maid to give one of her dresses to the earl's daughter and accompany her to bathe.
As soon as miss Rogers entered the bathroom, Charles immediately told Jekill to go to Biddle Biddle's place and inquire about the situation regarding the earl's Castle.
While the earl's daughter was still bathing, Charles called James over and questioned him thoroughly about the recent situation of the medicines and Kiel Laboratory.
"Sir, the component analysis of your green pill was very successful. Mr. Kiel has already extracted anti-inflammatory and antibacterial components from it, but the content of those components is very small. It is estimated that the content in more than two hundred pills would only be enough to affect one patient.
Additionally, the syringe you requested has also been produced by the glass workshop, but the needle is very difficult to make. They tried copper, iron, and even tin needles, and finally, only a large iron needle and a small bronze needle basically met your requirements."
After James finished his general report, he went to retrieve the finished products and placed them in front of Charles for his inspection.
Charles first examined the syringe. The syringe in the box was indeed similar to modern ones. Charles picked it up and tried pushing it, feeling that the seal was also good.
However, the other needles looked quite terrifying. If a standard needle is only as thick as a few hairs, then even the smaller of these needles were at least ten or twenty hairs thick. Charles even felt that if he were injected with the largest needle, it could take several ounces of flesh from his body.
"Haha! Such a terrifying thing can only be used for intramuscular injections in the buttocks.
Penicillin injections are already particularly painful, and with this large needle, I estimate that those soldiers will develop needle phobia after a few injections." Charles muttered in a low voice as he put down the needle.
James, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but touch his own buttocks, imagining the feeling of being injected, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Sir, Mr. Kiel actually made some other medicines you mentioned," he immediately showed Charles other items.
"What are all these?"
"That powder is extracted from Coptis chinensis, as you said. This is extracted from honeysuckle, and this one…" James listed several kinds of powders.
Finally, he said, "Only these few types can maintain their original anti-inflammatory medicinal properties after processing. The other types are no longer effective after processing."
Charles counted, there were about five or six kinds of antibacterial, anti-inflammatory, or hemostatic medicinal powders. It seemed that out of the more than twenty kinds of herbal medicines originally provided, only these few would not change their medicinal properties after processing.
This was unavoidable; at this time, pharmacology was fundamentally unable to completely distinguish the truly effective components in medicines, and could only test their effectiveness after the finished product was processed.
If it was effective, it became a finished medicine; if not, they could only continue to use the original herbal medicine.
However, directly using herbal medicine was not only troublesome to use, but even transportation and storage alone were enough to cause headaches.
Although there were only these five or six types of finished medicines, Charles was still very satisfied.
Although the precious penicillin, by a stroke of luck, had the highest-yielding strain and the most suitable nutrient solution, its extraction would certainly still be very difficult. It was estimated that it could only be used for the most important people and particularly severe injuries, and absolutely could not be used for all casualties.
Now with these medicines, they were a very good supplement to penicillin, just right for general injuries.
They talked for a while, and then the earl's daughter finally emerged, slowly.
She had bathed for a full half an hour, and even the freshly prepared meals from the kitchen had already cooled.
When miss Rogers came out, she was still a bit shy and reluctant.
Charles had originally prepared himself, even if the other party wasn't beautiful, he would praise her with magnificent words. However, looking at the clean earl's daughter who appeared before him, Charles opened his mouth but held back.
This was truly a "young" lady: delicate pink cheeks, a small nose, and bright, albeit not large, eyes beneath long eyelashes, paired with a head of golden, somewhat reddish hair.
At this moment, the girl was clearly pouting in displeasure, and her noticeably short stature made her resemble a real-life doll.
Her pitiful expression immediately aroused a protective instinct. Charles even wondered how those servant women could bear to simply cast out such an angelic little girl.
Judging from the girl's physique, her age would definitely not exceed fifteen. Even if she was naturally petite, it wouldn't add a year to her age; she was completely still a small girl.
Charles simply couldn't bring himself to say such gushy compliments to a girl who only reached his armpit.
If the little girl's eyes could be a little bigger, she would definitely be a very perfect girl. Even now, looking closely, she was pretty, but not the kind of beauty that could instantly captivate one's gaze.
One could only say that she was a very charming and appealing girl.
At this moment, the girl seemed a bit displeased, one hand covering her chest, and the other gently tugging at the oversized maid's dress she was wearing.
Her expression as she looked at Charles also appeared very aggrieved, clearly very dissatisfied with this outfit.
For the girl, this was indeed a very unsuitable dress. It originally belonged to a plump black maid; not only was it oversized, but the workmanship and fabric were also very coarse, and it only came in black and white.
Rogers' figure was originally very slender, and clad in such an oversized dress, her figure was completely obscured. From her head down, she looked like a large black bell with a white trim.
Charles remembered that when the girl wore her original tattered clothes, they still showed her pointed chest. Now, he could only see the wide, white, folded ruffle.
Coupled with the girl's short stature, the neckline of the dress was too low and too wide, forcing her to cover her chest to prevent the 'vacuum' there from revealing her 'treasures' inside.
And her action of covering her chest made Charles once again confirm a saying: cleavage, if you squeeze, there's always some.
Such an outfit, of course, was unbearable for Rogers, who was at the age where she cared most about her appearance.
Even without experience in handling such situations, Charles knew that the most important thing to do now was to distract the girl.
"Distinguished miss Rogers, I have had some refreshments prepared. Would you like to taste them?" Charles said, pointing to a plate of desserts on the coffee table.
"Alright, honorable sir." The earl's daughter performed a shallow curtsy.
Charles immediately turned his head slightly. But a word flashed through his mind: 'Bamboo shoot!'
The girl, Diana, then put her hand back on her chest, then generously sat down on the wooden chair by the coffee table, picked up the smallest sweet biscuit and put it into her mouth, slowly biting off a piece, chewing it with her cheeks barely moving, and then immediately bit into the sweet biscuit again.
This process of eating had no special aristocratic gestures or manners; it was just a very natural process.
As for the ravenous eating Charles had originally expected to see, it did not appear now, certainly due to Charles' watchful presence.
But even this natural eating process already made Charles feel that it was exceptionally commendable. After all, judging from the girl's previous reactions, she must have been hungry for a long time, yet she could still eat so properly now, which indeed required great willpower.
For some reason, as Charles watched her eat like this, the more he watched, the more he felt sorry for her, and the thought of helping her kept welling up in his heart.
At his home in Philadelphia, he had seen many truly aristocratic dining processes, and he always felt that they were a tedious ritual, rather than simply eating a meal.
Those rigid rules and requirements only made people annoyed and constrained, completely violating the principle that dining should be pleasant.
But Rogers was completely different. Charles was certain she was very hungry, which could also be seen from her not-so-slow eating speed.
However, she did not become flustered because of this; all her movements were very graceful and natural, and they did not affect her eating speed.
This was definitely not about aristocratic manners or lack thereof; it entirely stemmed from good upbringing and personal eating habits.
From these behaviors, Charles' certainty about her identity as an earl's daughter increased by a few points.
Charles forgot where he had read a report that said acting frantically when something happens is actually the least efficient process, because being frantic leads to many useless movements, and one cannot even achieve normal speed.
This was well proven by Rogers' process of eating pastries, because even as Charles was distracted, the plate of several sweet biscuits had already been eaten calmly by the girl, without a single crumb left, and she didn't even drink a sip of the water placed next to the plate.