Chapter 1357 Her Royal Highness: How is my brother’s illness?
The electrocardiogram unfortunately failed.
Grete gritted his teeth and used the second magic weapon - X-ray. This thing is not very useful, but at least it can see the size of the heart and so on, so it is easy to make a confirmation.
Unfortunately, the light activated by [Detection Magic] could not penetrate Anio's body at all. The eldest prince regretfully showed a smile to Gretel:
"Sorry, my body is made of mental power, and its strength is equivalent to my mental power..."
Uh... In other words, it's a legendary level of strength, right?
If the light source used in [Detect Magic] is not a large span higher than the legend, it will not be able to illuminate it at all, right?
Grete retreated secretly. After thinking for a while, he could only close his eyes silently, retrieved a paper on B-ultrasound from the meditation core, and materialized it before sending it to the eldest prince:
"Well... I want to try if I can use this spell to observe your heart..."
The eldest prince showed an understanding smile. He took the paper, read it quickly, and then spread his hands to Gretel. He leaned back and lay down again.
Gretel cautiously went up and applied the B supercoupling agent, applying a thin layer to his chest. He opened his fingers and pressed them gently to activate the spell:
"Um……"
As the fingers moved, a vigorously beating heart gradually appeared in Gretel's meditation vision. The problem with this heart was much more serious than that of little Avril:
"Right ventricular hypertrophy..." Grete's lips moved silently, counting one by one silently in his heart:
"Ventricular septal defect...aorta...aorta..."
What's going on with the aorta?
Forgive him for his lack of academic skills. He has seen too few cardiac color Doppler ultrasounds. With just one color Doppler ultrasound, he cannot construct this pile of blood vessels that are twisting around and obviously not right in the meditation field of vision...
All in all, it was a very troublesome situation. Coupled with the disappearance of the second heart sound of the pulmonary valve heard during auscultation, Grete could only think of one symptom:
Once you have the direction, it is much easier to follow the map.
Gretel followed the diagram and carefully scanned the aorta, pulmonary artery, pulmonary vein, superior and inferior vena cava, and the inflow and outflow blood vessels, and took a long breath:
Aortic straddle, really aortic straddle!
It seems that there are other deformities, but if these four conditions are met, it is already full-blown tetralogy of Fallot!
In other words, one of the most difficult conditions in congenital heart disease.
In Gretel's previous life, when he was about to time travel, it was said that Union Hospital could reduce the probability of death from this disease during surgery to 1% - but that was Union Hospital!
We have the best cardiothoracic team, the best extracorporeal circulation team, and the best critical care team!
After many years of training, I still can’t say that I am immortal, I can only say that the probability of death is 1%!
Gretel, Gretel only has himself...
At this moment, Gretel almost had the idea of leaving the patient behind and running away. Well, he didn't treat this disease. He saw that the patient was still alive, so he went to treat it...
If he goes for treatment, the mortality rate is not 100%, but probably 99%!
Grete's fingertips trembled, but before they left the eldest prince's chest, he suddenly pressed it down again and frowned. If it was just tetralogy of Fallot, even if he couldn't be cured, he could ask for help from the elders:
For example, use limited wishing to make a wish [let the eldest prince have a healthy heart];
At last, you can also carefully draw the structural diagram of a healthy heart, down to the cellular level, and then make a wish [for the eldest prince to have a heart like this]...
But what he "saw" with ultrasound was obviously more than that. What were those dotted, cord-like, abnormal low-density shadows and high-density shadows in the myocardium and valves?
Not like a cyst...not like a calcification...not like anything he'd ever seen...
To be honest, it's a bit like the crystallization of the gallbladder wall, but it's a bit different. It's a bit like the fibrosis of the liver and lungs, but it's not quite right either...
His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the Queen held her breath and stood next to him, watching every subtle change in his expression, not daring to say a word.
The eldest prince, on the other hand, lay on his back on the bed, looking at Gretel with a slight smile on his lips, not worried at all. When Gretel withdrew his palm, he sat up leisurely and looked down at his chest and abdomen:
"How about it?"
"I... I have an idea at the moment, but I'm not sure."
Gretel took a deep breath, raised his hand, and summoned a patch of light and shadow to create the appearance of two hearts. One was normal, and the other was malformed:
"Currently, it seems that your heart is likely to look like this..."
He pointed at the two pieces of light and shadow and explained carefully to the queen and the eldest prince: "This is the left atrium, left ventricle, right atrium, right ventricle... Your heart is missing a piece here compared to the normal heart..."
Fortunately, he had worked hard on congenital heart disease for a period of time and had seen a number of cases. He had also turned over the relevant contents of "Internal Medicine" and memorized them countless times.
At this moment, he was talking endlessly about the light and shadow, without even looking for reference books in his memory. What about systemic circulation and pulmonary circulation, what hemodynamics, what about left and right ventricular pressure, what about blood oxygen saturation...
It was easy to pick up, and there was no need to think at all. The queen and the eldest prince listened attentively, feeling that a lot of information was unheard, but it sounded very reasonable, and they couldn't help but nod their heads.
Until Gretel finished speaking in one breath, the two people's eyes met and they were silent for a long time. For a long time, the Queen let out a long breath:
"So, can it be cured?"
"I still need to complete some more checks, but I can't do it now." Gretel whispered.
If it is really tetralogy of Fallot, there are quite a lot of tests that need to be completed before radical treatment. Blood tests, CT, MRI, angiography, cardiac catheterization...
Without a clear understanding of the condition of the heart, there is no way to determine a treatment plan. Moreover, he has not yet figured out the ins and outs of those strange shadows in the eldest prince's heart...
"Then you plan slowly, don't be in a hurry." Prince Anio smiled and stood up. In an instant, his figure changed and returned to his previous adult appearance:
"After all, I've been here for so many years, so there's no rush. Take your time and don't push yourself too hard."
This is what it means to see off a guest. Grete bowed to him and allowed the Queen to lead him out of the Emerald Dream. Alas, everything that can be checked has been checked, and there is nothing else he can do. His own ability is limited to this for the time being.
Already...
Gretel took a copy of the treatment record and said goodbye. Not long after returning to the laboratory, a female elf with a fluttering white dress came to visit carrying a basket of fresh fruits:
"Are you... the mage Nordmark?"
She gently put down the fruit, with a hint of sadness between her brows:
"How is my brother's illness...? Can it be cured?"
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