Chapter 1452 Silver Dragon is so good, even a giant can talk about it?!
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As soon as his vertical pupils appeared, the giant who asked the question bowed even lower, his forehead almost touching the bed board. His heels scraped the floor, and he stepped back step by step. Within a few steps, he hit the wall with a bang, and dust fell from the roof.
Gretel:!!!
If I hadn't had a defensive spell to support it in advance, I would have been confused all over my head and face! Forget it, if I were undergoing surgery, wouldn't it fall directly into the wound?
Fortunately, he had aided Africa before and had gone to the countryside. After crossing over, he had seen dwarf villages and barbarian tribes everywhere. At this time, his expression did not change, and he carefully looked at the various indicators of the old giant:
Heartbeat 65, normal, blood oxygen 95, a bit low, fairly normal, breathing 22 times/min, normal.
The blood pressure is 190/140, which is considered very high. But for a giant over 3 meters tall, would the blood pressure also be higher?
Theoretically, adults with a height of 1.4 meters and adults with a height of 1.9 meters have normal blood pressure within the same range. However, when the height reaches more than three meters, he is not sure whether the blood pressure will be high - Ye
After all, the pressure required to pump blood 0.8 meters away and to pump blood 1.5 meters away should be different... right?
There is no way. He has only learned the medical theory of past lives in general. Is it difficult for him to answer the questions step by step? Can I modify the questions to make them more difficult and enter the cutting-edge field? Goodbye.
While thinking about it, he listened to the young giant next to him reporting on the elders' situation. The Frostfire Tribe had a small number of people, only a hundred people. They grew food, hunted, and had a few good blacksmiths.
From this mountain called "Old Spleen Mountain" outward, there are seven or eight hills in a row, which are their hunting grounds.
The elder is 78 years old, which is considered the oldest among the giants. He has some power of ice and fire, and can also use herbs to treat wounds. But because he is old, the hunt is not too difficult, so there is no need for him to go out.
This time, the disease occurred because Dragon Nest issued an order, requiring several surrounding tribes to each tribute a magical beast. It must be large, high-level, and urgent. The nearby tribes will deliver it within two days, and the farther ones will be delivered within two days.
Delivered in five days——
Because of the urgent need, the elder had to go out in person. He took several good hunters from the tribe and fought with an ice bear for a whole day. The ice bear fell, and the elder fell down, with blood coming from his eyes and nose.
Everyone in the clan kept watch all night. Seeing that the elder's aura was getting weaker and weaker, they had no choice but to rush to the dragon's nest to ask for help. The silver dragon gave him what he wanted, so those who fell down while doing things must reach out to save him!
Gretel shrank silently, not even daring to say that these monsters were for him to eat, and he wasted most of them. After hearing this, and coupled with his previous assessment, he also had an idea of the elder's situation:
High probability...cerebral hemorrhage?
Gretel concentrated his attention, flicked his hand, and deployed the CT first. Maple Servilia stood on the opposite side, helped the old giant up and spun around in a circle, moved the tower spirit and the oak staff together, and quickly got the result:
Tsk, cerebral hemorrhage.
Grete sighed inwardly. He was not very good at treating cerebral hemorrhage. The patients who fell into his hands were basically hooked up with monitoring equipment to save their lives, and then called neurosurgery——
Sometimes he calls the neurology department, depending on the patient's condition and where he is available. But now, he is the only patient...
The CT scan showed that the amount of bleeding was greater than 30 ml, the bleeding lasted for more than 12 hours, and it was unknown how much brain cells had been necrotic.
Well, the giant's head is much larger than the human head, but the brain does not increase significantly. The amount of bleeding is very scary.
Even if I am rescued and my life is saved, I still don’t know whether I can wake up or how my recovery will be after I wake up...
But no matter what, if you can make a diagnosis, you can treat it. Without thinking, Gretel first threw a soothing technique to make the patient as calm as possible and lower his blood pressure;
Then he used water-making techniques and freezing rays to make an ice cap, and asked the young giant next to him to put it on the old giant to protect his brain;
Next, a healing spell was thrown up, covering the old giant's brain. This time, Gretel stared at CT, and also released the small snake, letting it sink into the old giant's brain, using his illusory eyes to look at himself. .
The treatment technique slowly began, following the bleeding points shown on the CT scan, scanning slowly and carefully: Ye
Healing spells can stop bleeding and heal wounds, but they can also promote blood coagulation. If you cast the spell too quickly and rough, be sure not to create blood clots. If the cerebral hemorrhage is not cured, there will be another cerebral infarction!
——It is said that cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction are often complications during treatment. Cerebral infarction - use thrombolytic drugs - increase cerebral pressure, trigger cerebral hemorrhage, cerebral herniation - use hemostatic and dehydration drugs - coagulation ——Another brain attack...
Brain blood vessels that are already fragile, calcified, and filled with narrow and blocked blood vessels often fall into the abyss step by step in such a desperate cycle.
In his previous life, whether he was inside or outside the gods, he was no better than walking on thin ice. Now, Gretel is not familiar with medicines and surgery, so he can only keep his heart in mind and use healing techniques to treat him bit by bit.
Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding again. The blood vessels in the brain are as fine as a spider web. Under the guidance of CT, the bleeding points are blocked one by one, causing a thin layer of sweat on Gretel's forehead.
After using a simple healing technique for two hours, he fell back and closed his eyes:
"It's okay for now." Ye
"alright?!"
Several thunder-like sounds sounded back and forth, left and right, at the same time. Gretel was so noisy that his head exploded, and he closed his eyes and frowned. However, Cerira reached out to cover his ears and glared at him:
"What's the quarrel? What's the quarrel? I don't see how tired Gretel is! - Get out, get out!"
Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she slashed with one glance. The giants around the hospital bed trembled. Grete held her palm with his backhand:
"Don't bring out Longwei. It seems that the patient's blood pressure has risen again. Well, the patient's family members will leave one for me to explain the condition. I will have to perform surgery next..."
He opened his mouth and let others take care of these things. Gretel just closed his eyes and rested his mind. Cerela stayed by his side, wiping his sweat carefully and feeding him water.
When everything calmed down outside, a middle-aged giant with a weathered face stood in front of Gretel, and bent down deeply: Ye
"Dear Sir, I am the leader of the Frostfire Tribe. If you need anything, just tell me..."
"Well, the elder's illness has been half cured now." Gretel waved his finger to him tiredly:
"He fell to the ground and was unconscious because of bleeding in his brain..."
Pointing at the pictures, he explained everything from the condition to the cause and treatment methods. He had to make a hole in the skull to draw out the accumulated blood.
Now that we've finished, let's talk about the prognosis - he may not wake up, he may be paralyzed, hemiplegic, he may lose his memory, and of course, he may also lose the ability to cast spells.
The middle-aged giant kept bowing and waiting quietly. When Gretel finished speaking, he nodded repeatedly:
"Sir, we understand. It is a great favor that you are willing to treat the elder. You can treat him however you think you need. We have absolutely no objections!"
"..." It's Alexander's fault that the patient's family members are too cooperative. Saying this means that all the pressure is put on the doctor. The patient's family members said with tears in their eyes, "We don't understand anything, it's all up to you."...
Gretel sighed, waved him away, and opened the mage's cabin. In the clean operating room, drilling, drainage, and treatment were performed again, and the cut meninges, skull, and skin were closed layer by layer...
"Well, I've done everything I can do, and my blood pressure has dropped. Mannitol... Although I extracted a lot of mannitol from kelp, I still don't dare to give people intravenous infusions casually. If you can't use it, don't use it...
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Gretel sighed and sat down by the operating table. He threw in a few more healing spells to at least save the suffering brain cells. He expanded his mental power and tried to explore the old giant's condition:
The breath of life is steadily increasing, and it seems that life is on the line. He should not die this time;
His mental power seems to be increasing, but unfortunately he doesn't have the brainwave equipment from the control system, so he can't confirm whether his spell-casting ability has recovered;
The ability to summon magic... Huh? Ye
Why is there a faint frost swirling around the old man? One small flower, one small flower, keeps blooming, falling to the ground, and little frost flowers bloom on his old skin!
It's not good, the old man's body temperature is dropping, dropping, dropping rapidly——
No, it's not that the body temperature is dropping rapidly, but that he is unconsciously stimulating the power of ice and snow! This old man, has he not woken up yet, and has already begun to use magical power?
Should he wake up?
Or should we give him a break and let him completely fall into a deep coma?
Gretel was confused for a moment. As his mental power continued to deepen, he suddenly discovered that there was a group of bright light spots flashing in the old man's brain. It expanded and contracted, and every beat attracted a large amount of frost power...
How to deal with this situation?
I've never seen it!
Gretel turned his head blankly and looked at his companions behind him. Cerira's face was even more confused than him, and she had no idea what he was struggling with;
Ashe Yuege frowned and looked at the old man thoughtfully;
However, Udian took a step forward and said in a certain tone:
"His magical power has gone crazy. We need to comb him quickly, otherwise he will freeze himself - before, compatriots' power went out of control, and this is what the elders did..."
"How to comb it?"
"Uh..." Ye
Yes, theorists. Grete took a deep breath, could only recall a few words of the elf elder, and tried hard to use his mental power to cover the dot of light.
Then, carefully and according to the rules of meditation, shape the light spots into a spell configuration, then another spell configuration, and another spell configuration...
Fortunately, this group of light spots seems to be many, but it is not used much.
Gretel constructed a [Freeze Ray], a [Level Cold Sphere], an [Ice Dagger] and a [Frozen Path], which almost consumed the power of the light spot.
After waiting patiently for a while, the old man coughed and opened his eyes with difficulty:
"Oh, I'm awake. I said, other people's brains are filled with water, but yours is almost frozen! - By the way, how do you use the power of ice, and why can't you control it?"
"Cough cough cough cough... Our tribe has a little bit of silver dragon blood, so..." Ye
Gretel instantly turned his head and looked at Cerela.
I can’t tell that Silver Dragon is pretty good at playing! - No, this is not a question of whether to play well or not. What about Silver Dragon’s aesthetics?