"Bring it in!" Grete glanced at them and immediately shouted to them. After shouting, he turned and ran towards his tent. The city guards behind him collectively breathed a collective sigh of relief, carrying the stretcher and quickly followed.
"Gretel, you——"
Someone immediately wanted to stop him. Fortunately, Grete was quite well-known in Heartland City. As soon as the person who spoke spoke, he was pulled by his companions: If he wants to be cured, let him treat him. The first-level priest's healing capacity is limited.
It won't waste much, so why bother to offend others.
Gretel was no longer interested in paying attention to what was going on over there. He took a quick look at the injured, and luckily, there were no acquaintances. The problem was, the injured either didn't come, or there were five of them:
One had a broken head and bleeding, one had his arms chopped off, another had his legs broken; the fourth had his whole chest collapsed, and the fifth was lying on a stretcher dying, with no clear indication of what the injury was.
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...But I only have one pair of hands!
Gretel was under great pressure in an instant. And others could complain, but he couldn't: he asked for the job, and it was indeed his wish to save as many people as possible. He picked up a basket and ran to where he was preparing to go.
At the entrance of the big tent, stop to the side:
"Carry them in one by one! Give me a look before you go in!"
The one with a broken head and bloody head was the first to be carried over. Gretel leaned over to look at it and asked:
"How were you injured? - Did you faint?"
"I was hit by a flying stone! I fainted just now. Now, I seem to be a little awake now..."
Blunt force impact caused craniocerebral injury. He lost consciousness for a time. Gretel quickly glanced around the wound and silently added:
... No brain tissue spillage has been seen yet.
It’s not that quick to die. Gretel immediately ordered:
"Carry him in and lie down. Shave the hair around the wound and wipe away the blood. If the injured vomits, make sure he doesn't choke on the vomit. I'll see him later. - Next!"
The next one had his arm cut off. The upper arm was tightly tied with a cloth bandage, and his face was like gold paper. Although he was unconscious, he was still alive. Gretel glanced at it and saw no other injuries, and picked up the root from the basket.
Spinning tourniquet, put it on the injured immediately:
"Carry it in and lie down! Turn the wooden stick hard, tighten the straps, fix the wooden sticks and then untie the cloth straps! I'll take a look later! - Next!"
The one with a broken leg continued to observe his vital signs, stopped the bleeding, and carried him in. As for the one with a completely collapsed chest, Gretel touched the carotid artery and breathing, rolled his eyelids, saw the heartbeat, all breathing stopped, and the pupils dilated 8mm, and immediately
Shaking his head:
"It's dead, carry it away! - Next one!"
"How is it possible! Save him! Save the captain -" The soldier carrying the man stretched out his hand to pull him. Gretel dodged to the side and shouted:
"Bernard!"
The barbarian let out an angry roar, stretched out his huge palms to pick up the opponent's collar, and threw it away like a ball. The soldier on the other end of the stretcher wiped his tears, dragged the stretcher, turned around and ran away. Gretel didn't even turn his eyes.
Keep shouting:
"Next!"
Hey, it's good to have security guards - it's even better to have security guards with fighting power. Gretel sighed secretly, and after checking the last injured person, he turned around and entered the tent. Glancing over, he saw that the injured person with craniocerebral injury was still there.
After shaving his head, he passed him and went straight to the one with the broken arm.
"Priest, can you let his hand grow back?" the soldier who carried the injured asked anxiously. Gretel quickly shook his head: "It can't be done. He has to have his limb amputated."
If you bring a severed limb here, and the blood supply of the severed limb is good, and I have enough time, maybe I can give it a try. Can it grow out of thin air?
I definitely can't do it!
"That--"
"go out!"
With a command, the barbarian couldn't help but grab the person and throw him out of the tent. Gretel took a deep breath: Although he was in a hurry, even though he didn't even have an assistant, he had to do this amputation!
Blood vessel clamp, on!
The battle is ahead, and there are still many soldiers to save, so every point of mana must be saved. Gretel did not release the mage's hand, but the scalpel, the retractor flew lightly, and cut the skin five or six centimeters above the section.
One by one, pick out the blood vessels in the upper arm:
Brachial artery and vein, clamp, cut, and heal the fracture!
Deep brachial artery, clamp, cut, and heal the fracture!
After dissecting and treating rabbits for several months, Gretel has become very proficient in the release therapy technique. With so many blood vessels having to be cut and sutured, he did not even use release therapy to treat minor injuries. He only used a ball of positive energy to remove those millimeter-thick blood vessels.
The blood vessels are healed.
Then the radial nerve and median nerve were cut, separated, and the skin flap was raised. A circle of color was dyed with a magic trick above the section of the upper arm, two centimeters below the height of the cut blood vessel:
"Bernard," he called to the powerful savage beside him:
"I'll give you an ax. Can you hit it exactly where I'm dyeing it?"
"No problem!" Bernard looked down and thumped his chest. Gretel lifted the injured person's severed limb, carefully wiped the ax blade with alcohol, and handed it to Bernard:
"Cut it right! Don't chop it diagonally!"
Brush! The ax blade whizzes down. The barbarian is silent,
The limbs that the orthopedic experts needed to saw for a long time to separate were felled by the barbarians' axes in one blow.
"do not!"
Another scream came from the door of the tent. The soldier who was thrown out rolled and crawled over and rushed over: "Captain, captain! - Huh?"
The injured did not scream or struggle at all. The blood vessels and nerves had been cut off in advance. The ax did not bleed much and did not cause too much pain.
The soldier rushed forward and saw Grete fish out a ball of something from the jar and rub it on the broken bone. Then he continued to pick up the small forceps, turned down the skin flap that had been left out in advance, and wrapped the broken section properly.
After a minimally invasive treatment, the incision of the skin flap, which was more than ten centimeters long, was completely healed and closed tightly.
"This, this...? Alright?"
"I barely managed to save my life." Grete shook his head tiredly. He pointed to the corner of the tent, motioning to carry the injured over for observation, and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"Next!"
Closed fracture of femur, detection magic... traction reduction under the guidance of X-ray!
Skull fracture, X-ray showed that it was a linear fracture of the skull, which did not sink into the brain. There was no CT or MRI, so I threw a treatment technique and asked him to lie on his side and pay attention!
The last one who was in a coma was found to have abdominal bleeding, the abdomen was opened for exploration, the ruptured spleen was cured, and the abdomen was sutured shut!
Finally healed... Gretel finished the last stitch, straightened up, and immediately heard his stomach growl. He was about to go out to find some food, when an anxious voice rang out again outside the tent:
"Grete, are you accepting people here?!"
"Get it!" Grete turned around and ran out again: "Get in line, come in one by one, let me see it first!"