It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1278 Are you willing to teach me this emergency sorting magic? Please teach me!
Chapter 1278 Are you willing to teach me this emergency sorting magic? Please teach me!
Elos Ciro heard the explosion first, and his heart suddenly became cold.
There were only three healers at the entire treatment point, including him. It was not that this battlefield was not taken seriously, but that more capable healers were already on the front line, treating the wounded on site. After being treated, the wounded who were able to move continued.
Fight hard...
Only the wounded who cannot be pulled up immediately and need further treatment will be sent back here by the tree man. He will take two disciples to save lives, reconnect broken bones, treat damaged internal organs, and various other injuries.
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However, this huge explosion means that more than a dozen, dozens, or even more wounded people will be brought in at a time!
For large-scale group treatment, he can only treat eight injured people at a time, and casting the spell four times will exhaust his whole body's strength. Moreover, group treatment for moderate injuries is simply not enough for severely injured people!
Elos Ciro first reached out and touched the row of healing potions and mental potions on his belt, and then touched the pendant on his chest.
In addition to these six healing potions and four mental power potions, he can also treat six moderate injuries and activate four more [Group Treatment of Moderate Injuries].
If you extract the power of the tree heart in the pendant, you can activate it four more times...
In total, if there are no more than 20 wounded, and no more than 10 of them are seriously injured, he can barely withstand it. If there are more than 40 wounded...
Before he could finish his thoughts, there were exclamations, screams, cluttered footsteps, and the sound of tree men moving, rushing from the front. Elos Ciro's face suddenly turned pale:
The experience of being stationed here for a long time lets him know that there are definitely more than 40 wounded in this wave! Moreover, the vast majority are seriously wounded!
I have to fight hard——
However, if you don’t go all out at this time, when will you go all out!
The elders are resisting the powerful enemy at the front, so as a healer, it is natural for him to protect these injured soldiers who retreated!
Even if you have to overdraw your own mental power and gamble on the possibility of your future advancement, you must save the lives of the wounded! If possible, you must also save their limbs so that they may go to the battlefield again in the future...
The reputation of the Golden Petal Family must not be ruined by him!
Then, Elos Ciro first saw the young man and woman who had just arrived at the treatment point and were looking around, seemingly loitering, and quickly ran out.
The male half-elf held an oak staff, thrust it into the ground, and ran out for about twenty steps. A large screen of light around him opened up, and in a moment, dots of soft light fell on the wounded;
The light of the healing technique shines evenly on each injured person, not too strong, but enough to save life. The three-color light of black, red, and yellow, brushes one after another, marking each injured person with a different color;
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The silver-haired female elf followed his instructions and kept walking quickly. From one black mark to another black mark, the light of [Cure Fatal Wounds] in her hand fell down like an endless stream...
"CPR!"
"CPR!"
"Let me take a look at this... Suspected cerebral hemorrhage, treat fatal injuries, aim at the brain!"
"okay!"
Sort out the severity and priority. Maintain life first, then treat serious injuries on the chest, abdomen, and head at targeted points, and then treat the bones of the limbs.
The two people stood there, like a high dam, blocking the surging flood of wounded people.
Elos Ciro breathed a sigh of relief first. He speeded up, took his two subordinates to finish the injured at hand, and rushed over with three steps at a time:
"I'm here!—What do you need me to do?"
"Treat the black ones! After treating the black ones, let's treat the red ones, and then the yellow ones!"
Grete shouted without looking back. Elos hummed and then rushed into the group of wounded:
Thank God, single-target treatment saves a lot compared to group treatment! The power required for one [Group Treatment for Moderate Injury], if taken apart, he can throw dozens or twenty [Treatment of Fatal Injury]!
This small rear treatment point is functioning like this. Gretel serves as the central core, sorting, marking, guiding, and inspecting;
Cerela, Elos Sirosian, and two other lower-level healers were busy treating according to his instructions. If cardiopulmonary resuscitation was needed, cardiopulmonary resuscitation was performed;
When treating massive visceral bleeding, treat massive visceral bleeding;
For cerebral hemorrhage, just use a healing technique on the head;
Debridement should be done, trauma should be treated, trauma should be treated...
When the fighting in front gradually subsided, Elder Fahim led a group of healers and hurriedly withdrew from the front line. He saw that most of the stretchers in the treatment camp were empty.
Gretel squatted in front of a wounded man, half-closed his eyes, and kept touching and touching his abdomen with his fingers:
"There is a foreign body in the abdominal cavity... Whoever treated it before, it healed without even looking at it..."
"Gretel!"
Elder Fahim shouted loudly. Gretel ignored him, completed the exploration, and then used a cleaning technique on the injured person's abdomen. A faint light flashed, he clapped his hands and stood up:
"You stay aside for a while, and after I finish the examination, we will perform the operation together. - Elder!"
"You go about your business first." Elder Fahim waved his hand and turned to look at the healer behind him:
"What are you doing standing still? Work harder, the last batch of wounded are here!"
Swishing, swishing, footsteps, and the light of healing skills rising and falling one after another.
Gretel was busy until almost dawn before he finished treating these wounded people. He ignored the blood stains on the grass and sat down directly on the ground, paralyzing in large letters:
"Chief, elder..."
"Thank you for your hard work." Elder Fahim sat next to him, looking at the young half-elf who was almost dead from exhaustion, with eyes full of love:
"How is it? How do you feel today?"
"good……"
Grete's mouth was stiff, and his eyelids had already begun to fight. The conscience of heaven and earth, the ability to stay up late, it is really about use or lose, and it will decline if you don't use it for a period of time——
When he used to work in the emergency department, it was not a big deal to catch up with emergencies, emergency rescues, or the overwhelming number of patients in winter, or the plague that he didn't want to look back on for 36 consecutive hours!
After traveling through time for so many years, as a mage, I have to ensure 8 hours of sleep every day, which is really pampering. After staying up late for a while, I feel like I want to die.
Obviously, as a level 13 mage and level 5 knight, his physical and mental strength are much stronger than those in his previous life, so this scene is nothing...
"Elder... how often does this happen..."
"There was a mysterious seal in the past, and it usually happened every two to three years, at most once a year." The elder's eyes were heavy:
"But the power of the Mystic Lock has been declining recently. It has happened five times in a row in three months. Even if most of these elite warriors can receive treatment in time and be able to go to the battlefield soon, still..."
Gretel was silent. Even if he could receive treatment in time, the fractures could be corrected, the muscles could grow, and the skin could heal, the lost blood would not come back so quickly.
Theoretically, if a person loses 400 ml of blood, it will take about a month for the number of red blood cells to return to normal. The greater the amount of blood lost, the longer the recovery time required.
If a soldier is constantly injured, healed, injured, and healed again on the battlefield, then when he rushes to the battlefield again in less than a month, he is far from being back to normal...
…
"What can I do for them, Elder?"
"Do you want to join the treatment team?" Elder Fahim frowned slightly:
"No need for the moment. After we return from the secret realm, we have two more legendary healers and a group of disciples who can join in for support. Moreover, we have just strengthened the seal again, so we should be able to have peace for a month or two."
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief. One or two months is also good. If there are two months, it means that the soldiers can temporarily get time to rest and recover——
"But, what about a month or two later?"
"That depends on the situation of the Well of Eternity. I hope they can adjust the Well of Eternity quickly, otherwise..."
Otherwise, perhaps more manpower and more combat power should be gathered to guard this rift;
Perhaps it is to reduce the coverage area of the Mystery Lock and move more magic defense power here, and the elves on the Evergathering Island may no longer be able to live so carefree;
Perhaps it is to reduce the power supply in other places and reduce the energy concentration on Yongju Island. Then, the elves, ancient trees, various trees, birds and beasts will not have a very happy life...
Gretel silently added for him.
He turned over in annoyance, from lying on his back to lying on his stomach, and quickly threw a Cleansing Technique on the ground. None of the options were so pleasant...
Grete pressed his face into the grass, as if this way, he would not have to face the troubles of the future. After breathing in the smell of earth and grass for a long time, he suddenly rolled on the ground and sat up:
"Elder, if I teach my healing spells—I mean, my sorting, marking, and rescue spells—to the healers, will anyone be willing to learn them?"
"You want to teach?"
Elder Fahim's eyes lit up. He had been thinking about this idea, but he couldn't find the right opportunity, and everything related to it had not been arranged:
Gretchen can teach, who will learn?
Among high-level healers, who is willing to put down their body and lower their head to study? Can low-level healers keep up with their learning speed, or will they not be able to learn even after a long time?
How many places should be released? What should be exchanged? God knows, the reward given by the Queen for saving the secret realm before was already a huge sum——
Gretel himself doesn't care about the rewards, so the elf must calculate the rewards even more clearly, and not take advantage of him at all!
"I'm willing to learn!"
A figure rushed over quickly from the side. The elder followed the sound and saw Elos Silosian, who was in charge of the treatment camp at the rear, dragging a subordinate with his left hand and a disciple with his right hand, running towards him:
"I am willing to learn! Are you really willing to teach? Are you willing to teach? Please teach me! You can pay for whatever tuition you want! - This crown, this staff, this pendant... If it's not enough, I still have it at home.
Have savings! Lots and lots!”
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