"So far, experimental animals that have received chromosomal treatment will develop symptoms of mismatch between body structure and cells within two days at the earliest and three days at the latest."
"So, we only have one day to complete all treatments. Especially for various diseased organs and tissues, it is best for us to complete the growth of new and correct organs within one day."
In the conference room, Grete pointed at the form he had embodied and talked.
On both sides of the long table, in addition to Princess Norrell, who was present as a family member of the patient, there were two rows of Elf Legend sitting full. Everyone turned sideways and looked at the three-dimensional light screen to listen to him speak.
Behind them, two rows of chairs were placed against the wall. They were crowded and packed with these legendary disciples, and they wished they could put another row in the air.
Just looking at the scene, it's very similar to Gretel's meeting in his previous life, where he spoke while playing the ppt.
Of course, at that time, most of the discussions were about diseases and even death cases. The attending physician or deputy chief physician who spoke above would often be picked on in turn by the chief directors sitting below, and the questions would make them sweat...
Even now, Grete is not relaxed. After he explained his experimental process and experimental records, there was a continuous flow of inquiries from both sides of the long table:
"Why do the new cells not match the original body after the chromosomes are corrected?"
“Can the patient tolerate the treatment of all organs and tissues at once?”
"There is a limit to the amount of treatment a patient can endure. With so many treatments at one time, how can we ensure that the treatment is effective?"
"What is the order of treatment? Why is it this order?"
"Is it possible to treat it in batches, say, on the first day, just treating the most important organs?"
"After the heart is cured, how should it adapt to the surrounding blood vessels?"
A large number of problems came over me like a violent storm. Fortunately, Grete had undergone enough surgeries in the past period, and now he was confident enough to deal with them one by one:
"Because new cells are not produced to support the original body. For example, if a rabbit is infected by the devil's breath, we have observed that the body size becomes larger and the heart rate decreases, so the heart will definitely change..."
After talking about swiping, swiping, swiping, two more pictures came up:
"The infected rabbit's body surface became keratinized and even crusted, its weight increased from 3 kilograms to 5 kilograms, and the skin structure underwent the following changes...
The heart rate dropped from 180-250 beats/min to 120-180 beats/min. Heart enlargement or cardiac hypertrophy occurred... After the chromosomes are corrected, such a heart will inevitably cause pain..."
The explanation and defense went on for a whole day. Grete's mouth was dry and he could only take small sips at every opportunity, and throw a healing spell into his throat——
With a group of legends sitting down there, he couldn't go out to use the toilet every hour, or go to the toilet every two hours...
At the end of the day's meeting, the legends discussed behind closed doors for another three days, and then came to watch him perform the surgery. In full view of everyone, Grete spent ten days and completed ten operations in a row, all of which were successful.
The magic pig treated on the first day was still alive and kicking on the tenth day. The breath of life was getting stronger and stronger, and the mental state was getting better and better.
"It seems that my brother's illness can finally be cured..."
Princess Norrell finished the operation with a smile, and followed the elders to examine the magic pigs. She retreated to the tree in the distance, and could no longer bear to cover her face with her hands, tears pouring down from her fingers:
"Finally... finally I can... thank you so much... thank you so much..."
The Lord of Thunder stood in front of her with a straight face and said nothing. After a long time, he coughed and waved his hand randomly:
"That's what he should do. Say thank you or not, this kid, I also want to thank you for giving him the opportunity and giving him so many resources to do research!"
Princess Norrel burst into tears and laughed. She let go of her hands, raised her head, letting tears hang at the corners of her eyes, and looked at the Lord of Thunder with a smile:
"Christine, thank you so much. For my brother's sake, I made you come all the way to Yongju Island...I..."
"It's a trivial matter. There are so many elders guarding my advancement. For this favor, I should also help with research. - Besides, it's not that it's been cured now, and it's not even possible to start treatment right away. It's still early to say thank you.
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It is indeed impossible to start treatment immediately. Due to the seriousness of the matter, Her Majesty once again invited Elder Heral to predict a new treatment plan.
Moreover, the elder must activate the prophecy on a full moon night, which delays it for another half a month:
This half month is just enough time for Elder Helal to work hard to understand Gretel's paper, observe the condition of the magic pig being treated, and watch Gretel perform several more surgeries...
The more you know, the higher the probability that the prediction will be correct, and the less consumption it will cost when activating it. The prophet followed Gretel and watched for half a month, and then activated the prediction again:
The smoke of flowers and herbs, and the Queen's dripping blood, formed a vague human form, filled with silver light.
The silver light passed through the smoky figure over and over again, from head to toe, like a wash. The extremely tiny, yet extremely tough black energy in the figure was removed bit by bit with the silver light.
...This process did not exist at the beginning. Grete thought silently: Is this the process of exorcising the curse, or, to put it another way, is it the process of guiding the power of nature to modify the chromosomes with the limited wishing technique?
When the black energy is completely removed, does it mean that the abnormal parts of the chromosomes disappear, and the cells can respond to the treatment normally and be guided to grow normally?
Sure enough, after the last ray of black energy disappeared, the second simulated limited wishing spell was activated again:
The silver light pours into the patient's chest, guiding the growth of the interventricular septum, the expansion of the diameter of the pulmonary artery, and the pulmonary valve...
This time, wherever the limited wishing technique goes, there are no more black lights to compete with it, and they continue to conflict and explode.
After the spell was completed, what appeared in front of everyone was a good heart that, although not that strong, was very normal and beat very rhythmically.
Next, the surgical process was carried out in an orderly manner. According to the various abnormal parts detected before the MRI, they were cleaned in an orderly manner.
If it needs to be cut off, cut it off, if it needs to be guided to grow, it should be guided to grow, and if it needs to be modified, it should be modified.
After a dazzling operation, the smoke figure became more and more solid and normal. It was already made of smoke and almost turned into a skeleton filled with silver light.
"Ms. Silver Moon bless you." Finally, Elder Heral dispersed the smoke and moonlight, lay on the ground, and prayed hoarsely.
Before and after, from the queen to the two princesses to the little prince, and all the elf legends visiting the scene, they uniformly lowered their heads and murmured again:
"Ms. Silver Moon's blessing..."
Grete looked left and right, then lowered his head to look at the ground in the same manner. Serira held his arm tightly beside him, and when the group of people raised their heads again, they couldn't wait to ask:
"Okay?"
"That's enough..." Elder Heral replied slowly:
"There shouldn't be much danger... As long as we can control the time well and finish it as soon as possible, there won't be any danger..."
Before she finished speaking, the queen's body softened and she fell to her knees. While raising her arms high and praying to the silver moon hanging high in the sky, tears streamed down her face. At the same time, she couldn't hide the joy that flew to her brows.
Beside her, Princess Norrell and the Lord of Thunder across from each other locked eyes with each other, and their eyes were so connected that they couldn't be cut apart with a knife.
After a long time, the Queen calmed down her excitement, and moved to Gretel in small steps. She clasped her hands together, crossed her fingers in front of her, and bowed deeply to him:
"Then I'll be begging you...Then, I'll be begging you a lot..."
"Don't!" Gretel hurriedly went to help her, reaching halfway, but he didn't dare to touch her body. He was so helpless that he froze in mid-air, and almost fell to his knees with a plop:
Her Majesty the Queen, your daughter is about to become my mistress; from here on, you should be my great-grandmother... no... my great-grandmother... anyway, you are two generations older than me.
If you salute me like this, you are shortening my life!
"No! I'm a healer! It's what I should do to save lives and relieve the pain of patients! You don't have to thank me!
——Actually, I should thank you for believing in me and giving me the opportunity to try treatment. Thank you for giving me so many research resources..."
The more he spoke, the more incoherent he became. Fortunately, Cerira took a step from his side, put her hands on the queen's arms, and forcibly dragged her up to stand upright:
"Oh! Why are you so anxious to thank him? The treatment hasn't started yet! - Let him have a good sleep first, and then arrange time for treatment. When the treatment is over and cured, how can we thank him again?"
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Looking at his appearance, the Queen finally couldn't help but smile and bowed slightly:
"Then... let's wait until the treatment is over. You have a good rest first. After you have had enough rest and your condition has been adjusted, we will arrange the time to see when it is convenient for you to start the treatment."
This is the good thing about elective surgery. It is much more comfortable than emergency surgery. Gretel secretly praised it and raised a smile:
"Then I'll go back and rest first. I'll go back and confirm the treatment plan with you. It's best to improve the examination..."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the teacher. As soon as his eyes touched, the Lord of Thunder spoke leisurely:
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm already a high-level mage. It's time to sleep and meditate. Are you still waiting for me to say something?"
Teacher, isn’t this a sign of respect for you and giving you some face...
In public, in front of so many people, you scolded me like this. If only two people were there, wouldn't you kick me off the top of the World Tree?
"Then I'll take my leave." Gretel bowed, held Serela's hand, and walked out. He walked to the top edge of the World Tree, bent down, and patted the bark under his feet: