, the news about Corwin is not as interesting as observing that arm.
The most devastating interrogation is this. The other party wants nothing, his thoughts are running wild like a mental illness, and the topics are wandering. The ultimate goal is only to cause terror and pain.
Mentally, Corwin felt that he was not far from hell, or at the gate of hell. The priest in white robes in front of him was an angel, bargaining with the devil, and those strange-shaped bottles and jars were the devil's cooking cauldron.
"Let's think of a way. We can't just treat it this way." The beer-bellied "angel" spoke.
The man in black robe pondered for a while, and seemed to reluctantly give a choice for the sake of his friend's face.
"I have an immature suggestion." It's really not very mature.
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"There may be side effects such as coughing, tearing, dizziness and headache, nightmares, and even the risk of death from suffocation."
"It doesn't matter, please try!" Corwin tried to grasp the last straw, "I can only lead you to catch that guy if I live!"
"Okay!" That's what you said.
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For the first application of ether, anesthesia reduction is much more ideal than other options, especially with the incomprehensible use case guidance.
When Corwin was brought into the room again with a subtle sense of strangeness, he saw that the slightly sweet and spicy liquid had accumulated in the dark glass vial.
Kraft poured the liquid into a new flask, plugged in the glass tube, and handed it to the priest along with the sink. His solemn expression somewhat convinced Corwin that he was not planning to let himself die.
"If you don't have an atomizer, try using lukewarm water, the kind that you can barely feel the heat. Keep an eye on this thing, don't let it disappear too fast, just enough for him to fall asleep."
Then stop in time. Resetting does not take long, just control it for a few minutes. Referring to the amount this guy accidentally ingested, this amount in the bottle is at a safe level.
Supine position, shoulder abduction, elbow flexion. Pull distally along the longitudinal axis of the forearm, and pull the elbow upward in the opposite direction.
Kraft memorized the words silently and stared closely at the round-bellied glass bottle in the priest's hand. He could hardly detect any changes on the liquid surface. In fact, the ether, whose boiling point is less than body temperature, was vaporizing all the time, and the colorless gas passed through it.
The catheter was aspirated by Corwin.
It is much more troublesome than black liquor. The rate must be stuck to limit the amount of inhalation, and due to tool limitations, one can only rely on intuition. At the same time, observe the patient's reaction and be wary of adverse reactions.
Corwin closed his eyes, because the pain in his arms and the disordered breathing tended to ease, and the rise and fall of his chest returned to a constant, steady, and regular state.
He tried to pull his forearm, but no reaction was caused. Kraft raised his hand to signal the priest to lift the ether bottle from the water and release it temporarily. It was cumbersome, difficult to control, and risky, but it was a method within the knowable range.
Next is traction, an operation described in small sentences, but it requires a lot of strength and opposing muscles to straighten the forearm.
Paying equal attention to strength and finesse is like using a sword to cut window grilles. Few people in internal sports would dare to compete with orthopedics in tug-of-war.
Only with this strong and steady traction can a series of displacements such as rotation, shortening, and angulation be corrected accurately and the broken ends rejoined. With Kraft's strength, it was somewhat difficult without help.
In between exertions, he took the time to confirm that Corwin's chest was rising and falling normally, and that the respiratory muscles contracting and relaxing between the ribs would not be intoxicated in an ether dream at a certain moment and suddenly stop working.
After the structure is basically in place, the last step is to squeeze hard between the two bones with your fingers. Without anesthesia, the pain of this step will probably be like being run over by a carriage wheel.
This cruel action will separate the interosseous membrane between the two bones, thereby completing the complete reduction of the fractured end.
"Put that bottle away."
Fix it with double splints, tie the knot firmly with the bandage, and the reduction process is completed.
Traveling thousands of miles, paying the cost of life, and spending ten minutes to embed the cornerstone of surgery into an era that does not belong to it.
Chapter completed!