Chapter 1655 This baby dragon is making too much noise. Can it be tied up?
Grete risked his arm being chewed into a carrot and struggled to grab the oxygen bottle. He also went to grab the oxygen tube, but his movements were too slow and he failed unfortunately——
The young dragon held the oxygen tube in his mouth, chewing on it. While chewing, he arched his back, stared at him fiercely, and made an unclear and threatening cry:
"Ang Ang—Ang Ang—"
It gnawed down the oxygen tube in three mouthfuls, and even pounced on the oxygen bottle. Yunlong Sigmund, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, threw out a live snake, which instantly attracted its attention.
The little guy ferociously jumped on the snake, biting off the crest of the snake with one bite. He grabbed it, flicked it, and half of it was taken off first. The snake's head was still trying to meander forward or escape, and the young dragon turned in its direction.
, one more bite, and the other half disappears.
Then, the little guy took two steps back and retreated into the eggshell fragments. While ferociously eating, coughing, and drying the eggshells, he stared at the oxygen bottle. Looking at that posture, he would rush up and take another bite at any time...
"Didn't you give him something to eat?" Grete took half a step back and asked Elder Batista in a low voice. The elder spread his hands helplessly:
"That's how a young dragon is like. He never feels like there's not enough food. If he eats all the eggshells, he'll eat it if you give him a sheep. If you give him a giant centipede, he'll eat it. As long as it doesn't burst his belly, he'll eat as much as he wants!"
Hmm, maybe if you eat a little fuller and have more energy in your body, you'll be more likely to successfully receive the inheritance?
Gretel touched his space bag and turned to look at the elder. The elder shook his head gently:
"Don't. Generally speaking, before the baby dragons awaken, their parents will not feed them. All they can eat are their own eggshells. After they awaken, they will have their first live food - don't break the rules."
this……
Grete began to think quickly about the consequences of feeding. He focused on the digestion speed of the baby dragon, the speed of blood sugar rise, the decrease in blood supply to the brain after digestion started, causing drowsiness, and the high blood sugar after meals causing drowsiness.
Well, there is no information or data, so it is difficult to judge. But if you feel sleepy, your brain speed will slow down, your thinking speed will slow down, and the probability of successfully accepting the inheritance will also decrease?
So dragons generally don’t feed their children much before they awaken?
All in all, don’t do unnecessary things. Grete silently retracted his hand, added a few extra layers of protection to the oxygen bottle to ensure that the young dragon couldn’t bite it, and replaced it with a new seed——
Produced by the Elf Forest, it must be a high-quality product. The gift given by the legendary magic vine, even if it is hastily activated, will still have a physical strength of level 5 or 6, ensuring that the young dragon cannot bite it!
Little one, come on!
Vital sign monitoring in place!
Transcranial Doppler, unfold!
Brain wave detection, connection completed!
The invisible magic probe attached itself to the baby dragon as the spells were released one by one. The baby dragon raised its head in confusion and sniffed, then sniffed again, opened its mouth and bit twice in the air, but found nothing.
The light screen has been unfolded around Grete. Grete stared closely at these beating numbers and lines. With a move of his finger, two vines snaked out.
One end is slightly open, tightly connected to the oxygen bottle, and the other is ready to go.
When more than half of the eggshell was eaten, the young dragon's wandering speed began to slow down, and its blood oxygen saturation began to drop. The other end of the vine was like a hunting cobra, and it poked out at lightning speed:
It circled around the dragon's horn and fixed itself. Then, it snaked down close to the skin of the dragon's head, and directly inserted into the nasal cavity of the young dragon——
"Ang Ang! Ang -"
The cry of the young dragon was earth-shattering! It screamed, jumped, jumped, snorted hard, and struggled to pull off the two vines. However, the vines were too tightly attached and tied too tightly, and they could not be pulled off at all.
Not only could it not be pulled off, but due to the strenuous exercise and tossing too much, the blood oxygen saturation was still dropping wildly! Gretel glanced at the screen during his busy schedule, and saw the numbers on the screen changing from green to yellow, and from yellow to red:
95!
93!
91!
90!
88!
It's terrible, little guy, you are trying to die... I know it's very uncomfortable to inhale oxygen. Even if water vapor passes through the oxygen during delivery and the humidity is increased, many patients will still feel uncomfortable...
Whether using an oxygen tube or an oxygen mask to inhale oxygen, some patients will toss and turn and express how uncomfortable they are. If things are a little better, those who pull on the oxygen tube pull on the oxygen tube, those who pull on the mask pull on the mask, and those who ask to go home ask to go home.
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But you can’t do this now! If you refuse to take oxygen, your blood oxygen saturation will be too low, and your brain won’t be able to hold on, and you may not be able to wake up!
——Just like those patients who are lying in bed and need oxygen, but still struggling to be discharged. The doctor won't let you leave, won't let you pull the tube, won't let you get out of bed, that's for your own good...
Forget it, there’s no need to think about this. Gretel struggled to turn his thoughts around and began to think hard:
How to solve the situation at hand?
I have done more than a hundred experiments before, and I have never encountered anything like this!
——Yes, the previous subjects were all fixed on the treatment bed, with a bunch of various tubes and probes on their bodies, and a needle on their backs, and they were still measuring the pressure of the cerebral crest fluid.
Maybe it's not that they don't want to escape, but that they can't escape even if they want to. But now this young dragon has no restraints on his body and is jumping around happily...
Then tie it up?
Let it stop struggling?
No, if you tie them up, the baby dragon's stress will be even more severe!
Gretel was thinking and quickly glanced to the side. Elder Batista stood with his hands behind his hands, his face expressionless, obviously not intending to interfere at all.
The young dragon's father, Sigmund the Cloud Dragon, simply turned his head and looked into the distance.
It seems that Sigmund doesn't have much hope for this young dragon, which is not strong at all and may not be able to survive its awakening. It is still jumping around randomly and has no intention of coming up with any ideas...
It’s up to me! I’ll figure it out myself! Alas, in the previous life, patients who kept struggling and wanted to pull out the tubes, especially young children or patients who were delirious, would usually wear restraints;
However, for the young dragon, the restraint belt cannot be used, so we have to find another way. Gretel flicked his fingers continuously, local anesthesia! Local anesthesia! Local anesthesia!
Paralyze the nostrils of the young dragon, paralyze the inside of the nasal cavity of the young dragon, so that it cannot feel pain or the strange feeling of the vines rubbing the nasal cavity. By the way, it is best to numb the discomfort of oxygen hitting the nasal cavity!
After several small-scale local anesthetics were thrown out, the young dragon raised its head in confusion, sniffed, and finally calmed down. It turned half a circle, returned to its remaining eggshells, and ate...
"Well, it's finally up." Gretel watched with satisfaction as the blood oxygen saturation line went up, and the numbers changed from red to yellow, and from yellow to green. 90, 92, 93, 95, 96...
Very good, very good, back to the safe zone!
Come on, kids, eat more, take in more nutrients, and endure longer while accepting the inheritance! Maybe you can survive it if you work hard!
You will wake up!
The young dragon ate the eggshells with big mouthfuls, burped, and slowly lay down on the ground.
After lying down for a moment, it stood up straight again, turning back and forth in confusion. From time to time it looked up at Elder Silver Dragon and Sigmund Cloud Dragon, as if it had remembered something.
The elder Silver Dragon took a step back, restrained his aura, and lowered his presence in the eyes of the young dragon, and then lowered it further. However, Sigmund the Cloud Dragon waited for a while, turned his head, and stared at his child with his head down:
The stern gaze firmly covered the young dragon. From the orange-yellow vertical boy the size of an ice plate, Gretel even saw an undisguised murderous intention:
Can't wake up?
If you can't awaken, you have no right to live!
Gretel shivered. On the ground, the young dragon also shivered and curled up subconsciously.
The next moment, the three major indicators of heart rate, respiration, and blood pressure rose rapidly at the same time, the blood oxygen saturation plummeted, the blood flow in the brain accelerated rapidly, and the brain waves also showed many chaotic lines——
The speed of accepting inheritance is accelerating!
This young dragon is struggling to awaken, trying to sort out the memories that are pouring down like a torrent!
Hold on!
My child, you have to hold on!
Grete stared at the light screen, not daring to blink. The young dragon's brain activity was accelerating, and the mental power index was rising rapidly. From 135 at the beginning, it quickly broke through to 141, and after a pause, it broke through again.
145——
Work harder!
If it can be raised to above 150, the probability of successful inheritance will be much higher!
Grete thought as he adjusted the flow rate of the oxygen bottle so that the little guy could receive more oxygen. Then he raised his hand and threw down a soothing spell.
The light of the spell fell bit by bit, seeping from the head of the young dragon and nourishing its whole body. The effect was immediate. The blood pressure of the young dragon quickly dropped, the heart rate and breathing began to slow down, and the blood oxygen index began to rise.
Very good, don't rush, don't rush, take your time, we have enough time. Give your brain some time to adapt to so many memories, so much information -
Even if it is a hard disk, the burning process is too fast and can only withstand 3600 rpm. If you force it to rotate to 4800 rpm, it will burn out! Not to mention the human body, correction, the dragon's body is much more delicate and complex than the hard disk.
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My blood pressure has risen again, almost to 200. Here’s another soothing technique! Press it, press it, and extend the burning time!
The results of previous experiments, [Memory Weaving] input the same information, the slower the input speed, the higher the success rate!
Obviously, the torrent of memories that the dragon clan had to accept after awakening put a lot of pressure on the young dragon. Gretel threw five soothing spells in a row, and still could only watch the young dragon's blood pressure fluctuate upward, and then fluctuate upward again.
Just as he squinted his eyes and prepared a healing technique to save the burst blood vessels at any time, a mist of water suddenly appeared on the young dragon's body:
The mist became thicker and thicker, until it enveloped the young dragon's whole body. At first glance, the outline of the young dragon seemed a bit blurry, as if the entire dragon had disappeared into the clouds and mist.
After a pause, the young dragon's childish and solemn words came from the fluctuating clouds and mist:
"my name is……"
ah!
Success!
It really worked!
"Mage Nordmark, can you please watch over my other children until they are all awakened?"