Heir of Troy: The Third Son Chapter 32: What the Doctor Announces

Priam approved the fishing fleet proposal on a Monday.

Lysander found out from Doros, who sent a note to his office with the specific brevity of a man who considered a decision made to be a fact reported rather than news celebrated.

The note said: *Fleet expansion approved. Twelve vessels. Construction to begin after the winter storms. Daidalos has been notified.*

Twelve vessels. He had proposed ten. Priam had added two without comnt, which ant he had read the proposal carefully enough to have his own opinion about the numbers.

He thought about Doros’s warning: *he approves before you realize it was not ready.* The fishing fleet proposal had been ready — three weeks of preparation, Daidalos’s input on construction feasibility, Fylon’s input on harbor capacity, Arsini’s data on the nutritional gap the fleet needed to fill. He had brought it when it was ready.

The addition of two vessels told him Priam had looked at the sa data and reached a slightly more aggressive conclusion.

He filed that. It was useful to know how Priam read numbers.

He sent a note back to Doros: *Understood. I will coordinate with Daidalos on the construction schedule.*

Then he went to find Antiphus.

---

The physician was in his middle room.

Not treating anyone — sitting at his table with six months of records spread in front of him, organized in the precise way that was his specific language. He looked up when Lysander ca in.

He said: *"I was going to co to you today."*

*"I ca to you first."*

*"Sit down."*

Lysander sat.

Antiphus looked at the records for a mont. Then he looked at Lysander with the expression of soone who had arrived at a conclusion and was deciding how to present it — not to soften it, to be accurate about it.

He said: *"Six months. One hundred and seven wounds treated in this ward during that period. Fifty-three with the standard thod. Fifty-four with the diluted wine-water wash before the honey."*

*"The results."*

*"Standard thod: nine significant complications requiring extended treatnt. Four cases that I would classify as serious. One death — though the wound itself was severe enough that the thod may not have been the determining factor."*

*"And the wine-water group."*

*"Two significant complications. Zero serious. Zero deaths."*

He said it flatly. The numbers spoke without decoration.

Lysander said: *"That is a aningful difference."*

*"It is a large difference. Larger than I expected when we began. Nine versus two significant complications across comparable wound types and severities."*

*"What do you conclude."*

*"I conclude that the diluted wine-water wash is aningfully superior to the standard thod for wound treatnt. I conclude that it should beco the standard practice in this ward imdiately and that I should communicate the findings to the physicians in the other palace complexes through the professional correspondence network."*

*"The correspondence network."*

*"Physicians share findings through the trade correspondence — a letter attached to a trading ship’s manifest, addressed to the physician of the destination palace. It is slow. It takes months to reach so places. But it reaches them."*

Lysander thought about that.

A practice spreading across the Bronze Age dical network through the ordinary channels of professional exchange. Months to reach each destination. Years before it was universal.

But it would reach.

He said: *"When will you send the letters."*

*"I have already drafted them. Three letters — to the physicians at Mycenae, at Knossos, and at the palace of Ugarit. I will attach them to the next outgoing trade ships."*

*"Ugarit,"* Lysander said.

*"The Ugarit physician is soone whose work I have read. He is thorough. If the practice reaches him he will test it properly and spread it further."*

He said it with the specific respect of one careful person for another careful person working in the sa field from a great distance.

Lysander said: *"The ratio. One to four."*

*"Confird across the full six months. One to three produces tissue irritation in a significant minority of cases. One to five shows reduced efficacy. One to four is the correct ratio."*

*"And the honey. You said six months ago you had a theory about why the honey works."*

Antiphus looked at him.

*"I said you had a theory and you would not tell ."*

*"Yes."*

*"I have been thinking about it for six months."*

*"I know."*

*"The honey creates a barrier. The wine-water removes — sothing — that causes suppuration. The honey then seals over a surface that has been cleared."*

*"Yes."*

*"What the wine-water removes. I have been trying to understand this. There is sothing in wounds that causes the suppuration — sothing that the wine-water addresses and the honey does not, or not completely."*

*"Yes,"* Lysander said.

*"You know what it is."*

*"I have a hypothesis. It is — difficult to explain in terms that are available to us right now. The language for it does not fully exist yet."*

Antiphus looked at him.

*"The language for it does not exist yet,"* he said slowly.

*"The concept exists. The words for the concept—"* Lysander paused. *"Think of it this way. There are things in the world too small to see. Too small for any instrunt we currently have. And so of those things — when they enter a wound — cause suppuration. The wine-water at the right concentration is hostile to those things. It reduces them. The honey seals before more can enter."*

Antiphus was quiet for a long ti.

He said: *"Things too small to see."*

*"Yes."*

*"That cause wounds to turn bad."*

*"Yes."*

*"And the wine-water kills them."*

*"Reduces them. Kills is probably accurate but I cannot confirm the chanism fully."*

Another silence.

Antiphus said: *"How do you know this."*

*"The sa way I know most things,"* Lysander said. *"From sources I cannot fully account for."*

*"The long ti from now."*

It was not a question.

Lysander looked at him.

Antiphus said: *"You said that once. To Ampelos, on the ship to Sparta. I was nearby. I heard it."*

*"I did not know you heard."*

*"I do not ask questions I am not ready to hear the answers to,"* Antiphus said. *"Six months ago I was not ready. Now I am telling you what I think I understand, and you can correct if I am wrong."*

Lysander said nothing.

*"You know things that should not be knowable,"* Antiphus said. *"You have known them since the fall. The things you know are true — I can confirm that now from six months of testing. The source of the knowledge is — sothing I cannot explain and will not try to explain."*

He looked at Lysander.

*"The things too small to see. Is this sothing that will be understood. Eventually."*

*"Yes,"* Lysander said. *"Eventually."*

*"How eventually."*

*"A long ti."*

*"But it will be understood."*

*"Yes. Clearly and completely. It will change dicine more than anything else in the history of the practice."*

Antiphus sat with that for a mont.

He said: *"Then I will write what I can write now. The practice, the ratio, the results. Without the explanation, because the explanation is not yet available."*

*"Yes."*

*"And eventually soone will find the explanation."*

*"Yes."*

*"Perhaps because the practice has been spreading for long enough that people have had ti to observe it carefully and ask the right questions."*

*"That is exactly how it will happen,"* Lysander said.

Antiphus looked at the records on the table.

He said: *"You have been seeding things."*

*"I have been planting practices that are correct. The understanding follows the practice. It always does."*

*"That is a very long view."*

*"The only view that works for what I am trying to do."*

Antiphus was quiet.

Then he said: *"The letters go out this week. I will keep you inford of any responses."*

*"Thank you."*

*"Do not thank . You asked the question that led to the test. I did the test. The results are the results."*

He returned to his records.

Lysander went out.

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In the corridor he stood for a mont.

Nine versus two significant complications. Zero deaths in the wine-water group over six months compared to one in the standard group over the sa period with comparable wound severity.

Numbers that would not make anyone gasp.

Numbers that ant, across the Bronze Age dical network over the next decades, a aningful reduction in deaths from wounds that should not have been fatal. Not dramatic. Not visible in any single mont. Distributed across thousands of treatnts in dozens of places, slow and quiet and real.

He thought about Doros’s warning again: *he approves before you realize it was not ready.*

The fishing fleet had been ready. The grain rotation had been ready. The wine-water protocol had been ready — tested for six months before being announced.

He had been careful.

The warning was not about the past. It was about the future — about the temptation, as things moved faster and the trust built and the approvals ca more easily, to bring sothing before it was fully ford because the machinery was there and running.

*Don’t,* he told himself. *The machinery being available is not a reason to use it before you are ready.*

He filed it.

Seven hundred and forty-nine words.