It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1477 Dragon Clan’s Assisted Reproduction Achievements, the first stage completed! (Please vote for me!)
Chapter 1477 Dragon Clan’s Assisted Reproduction Achievements, the first stage completed! (Please vote for me!)
There is no use struggling.
There is no point in resisting.
Under the guidance, supervision and urging of the elders, Grete carefully approached Gould's lower abdominal wound. Relying on his strong (?) knowledge of anatomy, he analyzed and identified bit by bit:
This dulu is probably the kidney, this one is the bladder, and this one extends up, up, and up. After extending so far, it is probably the intestines.
This mass... um, cloaca? It was blown to pieces, and it's a bit hard to see clearly...
He lowered his head and stared at the wound, muttering something in his mouth, and from time to time he would fly out the mage's hand to flip it, or throw out a piece of mage's trick to mark the identified organs and tissues:
Kidney, black, bladder, blue, intestine, then mark it green, right?
Grete was a little frightened at first, but gradually became completely selfless.
In addition to flipping, comparing, thinking, and remembering, I even forgot about the thin light filaments buried in the muscles. I relied on having set up a shield and devoted myself to research.
Seeing Gretel working hard, Elder Batista stopped urging him, stared at him, and even carried him to prevent him from running away. Instead, he set up a shield and carefully protected the child to prevent him from being suddenly escaped.
The scattered energy hurt——
As for how many times Gould was flipped?
The wound has been open for more than half an hour?
What does it matter? Dragons have rough skin and thick flesh. If you lie down for a while longer, you won't die! Besides, he is still here. With him hanging on to life and calming the pain, what else does Gould have to complain about?
Besides... he saw that Gretel was very careful when he did it... Although he used the hands of a mage, every time he flipped it, he tried to loosen and separate it, move gently, and never pull or pull...
This child has a gentle heart, a heart that belongs to a healer, and will never harm the treatment recipient without reason!
Grete carefully looked at him for a long time, identified and sensed for a long time, but he was still a little unsure. Elder Batista kept staring at his expression, coughed when he saw it, and came up with an idea:
"Why can't you do it? You have something that you yourself don't understand? - Otherwise, why don't you transform into a dragon and try to sense it?"
"Well……"
Gretel quickly looked back at Cerela. It was okay to do this kind of thing normally, but now in front of Cerela, it was so shameful!
"It's okay, just stop it." The elder waved his hand, and the colored light on the wall of the treatment room suddenly began to flow, and a light curtain was pulled out horizontally and blocked between them. Gretel stared at the light curtain for a while and sighed.
One sound:
Alas, I really can't escape...
He bravely flew out, activated the transformation technique, and turned into an adult silver dragon. He did not lower his head to look at himself, but narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully sensing the flow of energy in his body.
From the heart to the abdomen, flowing all the way down...
Before he could understand it, a wave of weakness hit him, and Gretel swayed completely. His figure shrank, shrank, shrank back into his human form, and stood on the ground to a small point.
"Oh, it's still too small." Elder Batista sighed regretfully. With a slight movement of his paws, a helmet-sized silver cup filled with liquid floated in front of Gretel:
"Here, drink it!"
……What is this?
What are the ingredients, what effects do they have, and what are the side effects?
Is such a big cup going to squeeze me to death?
Grete glanced at the elder warily, and ran a test on the identification technique, but it was fruitless; he tested another [identify poison], and it was not poisonous. Then he picked up the cup and carefully brought it to his mouth.
The cold, tasteless liquid, like a pool of moonlight, touched his lips and immediately slid down his throat impatiently. In an instant, Grete's spirit was lifted, and he felt as if he had been washed from head to toe.
After drinking this glass of liquid, Gretel suddenly felt that his mental energy was much more active and more refined. He was actually able to distinguish subtle differences from the dragon's energetic flesh and blood——
This one is mostly water, this one is solid, but it is somewhat different from the dragons. This expansion should be very high, this, this...
"Well, this organ is probably where the dragon's life essence is produced and stored."
After studying it carefully, Grete pointed to a pair of slightly beating oval organs in Gould's abdomen.
Alas, these two things are not obvious when viewed from a high place, but when viewed from below, they are taller than him.
Standing between the two oval organs, looking around, the visual effect is just like watching "Nezha Haohai" when I was a child, and the clam girl standing in the clam shell dancing, it feels really weird...
But there's nothing I can do about it. As the body becomes larger, various organs must be enlarged accordingly. Not to mention dragons, let's just say that this bull thing can be half a meter in diameter. Hanging dangling from the back, the visual effect...
…
"Well, you are right." Elder Batista also changed back to his human form, followed him and floated down, nodding slightly. With a slight smile on his lips, he looked at Gretel:
"How do you judge?"
"Observe, sort out according to the anatomical structure, and then use your mental power to perceive..."
Gretel answered honestly. This oval organ has extremely dense blood vessels on its surface. For those who didn’t know, they thought it was tumor tissue—only tumor tissue would devour energy so greedily and require so much blood supply.
Unlike tumor tissue, this oval organ is surrounded by extremely powerful energy.
If you don't look at it with your naked eyes but with your mental power, you will mistakenly think that it is a ball of flame or a roaring furnace.
Moreover, these energies are distinct. The inner layer is firm, condensed, and the perception of spiritual power shows a hard steel-blue color, which is extremely similar to Gould's own energy properties;
The outer layer of energy is warm, soft, and densely wrapped, but it is a watertight defense.
Gretel stood in front of it and felt it carefully. He could feel that the light needles, as thin as cow hair, were constantly stinging and trying to penetrate deep into the inside, but were softly blocked by the outer energy.
Wrapping, absorbing, fixing, flowing, and wearing away without harming the surrounding organs and tissues - strangely, such a powerful force can be easily penetrated by my own mental exploration...
So strong.
The elder is really strong...
"You identified them well, they are them." Elder Batista nodded with satisfaction and smiled:
"Then what? How to take out what you said - well, the essence of life?"
Well……
At the practical level, Gretel really doesn’t know. If you follow the natural process, there are a lot of complex physiological and psychological processes, from hormone secretion to nerve conduction, and you can write at least one chapter for each step;
As for the manual procedure, Gretel actually has no good ideas except puncture. And puncture, puncture, it has to be done in the right place!
Pierce it into the tube below. What if it doesn't contain enough content and won't be sent out?
Punctured into the body, this can easily cause irreversible damage...
"Try boldly, don't worry, I'm here." Elder Batista encouraged him with a smile:
"Believe in the power of healing..."
Gretel took a deep breath. He rummaged through the collection left and right, and found a lumbar puncture needle that had been made for a long time but had never had a chance to be used. It was also equipped with a sharpness spell and an anti-corrosion spell.
Aiming at the end of the oval organ and the tube connected to the external organ, he stabbed in hard. Three, two, one, poof!
There was an empty feeling in front of him, and Grete guessed that he had reached the right place. He immediately pulled out the syringe, pumped it for a long time, and then pulled it out to see that it was empty and there was nothing...
"Well……"
"Do we need to change the method? For example, direct puncture?"
Elder Batista was not in a hurry and asked leisurely. Grete rubbed his head and thought for a while:
"Wait a minute, I'll try another method... There's it! The Pink Book!"
The pink light was applied gently and gently over and over again. The magic in this booklet is of different types and has different functions, ranging from the magic control system to the transformation system to the protection system.
Grete had no clue, so he had to try again and again. When he tried the eighth item, he suddenly raised his eyebrows:
"Yes!"
"That's right, it's done." Elder Batista smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face smoothed out. Standing among a mass of flesh and blood and organs, he looked like a tiger taking a nap after being full:
"Young people, you should try more. What's next?"
Of course, the next step is to observe first. Gretel muttered "microscope, microscope, microscope" silently, set up the magnification spell, and observed carefully:
"Well, the cell activity is very high, maybe too high...the proportion of forward movement reaches more than 60%, what is going on..."
"How to say?"
“It works!”
Grete stood up confidently:
"Next, just inject these life essences into the female body. This...sister, can you do it yourself?"
Keticaludi stared blankly at Grete, holding the thing in his hand that was no bigger than the tip of her own claw. That's it? That's it? That's it?
Can this thing make me pregnant?
"Well, if you can't do it yourself, you may need to use a tube to inject the liquid into the corresponding place..." Gretel became more and more stumbling as he spoke.
From what he just observed, Gould's anatomy seems to be that dragons have a cloaca... This means that you can't just inject it into the cloaca, you have to go in further...
"Okay, little guy, leave it to me." Elder Batista shook his head as he listened, and finally snatched the syringe from Grete's hand and drove him out. He raised his hand, and a light curtain stopped him.
Between Gretel:
"Alas, children are children. At the critical moment, we have to rely on old immortals like us..."
The dragon chant formation, I don’t know what magic he used. In short, when the light curtain dispersed, Ketikaludi was lying on the ground and carefully wrapped her tail around herself:
"I...I think I might be pregnant..."
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