Chapter 177 Persevere until the last moment! (Yemeng Bingwan
Kill roundworms.
Apply hot compress, massage the abdomen, keep warm, and promote intestinal peristalsis.
Drink medicine~~~
This is the trilogy of roundworm treatment. The first step has been completed, and Elder Wood is personally doing the second step. Seeing that the patient's symptoms are temporarily relieved, Grete sneaks into the kitchen and prepares the medicine.
He lit a fire, fanned the stove, and heated a bowl of soybean oil. He took the boiling soybean oil away from the fire, squatted in front of the table, and threw magic spells into it one by one:
"Freezing ray~~~Freezing ray~~~Freezing ray~~~"
"What are you doing?"
"Freeze-ya!"
When Gretel was distracted, the freezing ray missed slightly. It was like cold water dripping into a frying pan, and the hot soybean oil popped a bubble and exploded on the spot...
Gretel groaned and leaned back. It was too late to lift the table as a cover; he set up the shield spell, forgive him that this magic was not instantaneous; there were no other shields around, not even a pot lid...
He had no choice but to summon a mage's hand, try his best to flatten the thing, put it in front of his eyes, and then crossed his arms to cover his face——
"well……"
There was a soft sigh from behind. Silently, translucent light flashed in front of his eyes, turning into an indestructible arc force field. Drops of hot oil rose up, retreated, and returned to the oil pan, and Grete himself was stabilized by a pair of hands.
He held on firmly and did not fall backwards.
When I touched my hand, it was smooth, neither cold nor hot, and had no wrist. If it were a guy with a slower response, he would have jumped up and shouted:
"Ghost!"
Grete didn't shout. The Mage's Hand was not a rare thing, so there was no reason for him to make a fuss. He stood up straight calmly, turned around, and bowed slightly to the back:
"Master, I'm making the medicine that the lady will drink later."
"Is this what it is?"
The old magician was curious. If Gretel was busy in the alchemy room, he would be more convinced. The guy in question was in the kitchen. There was a stove, a pot of soybean oil, and two onions on the cutting board next to it. There was no kitchen knife.
Put it on the table, I don’t know if this kid is planning to cut it until tears burst into his face:
"Is this the medicine you're talking about?"
"Yes!" Grete explained to him confidently:
"Vegetable oil is soothing and laxative, and can help the contents of the intestines to be discharged quickly; onion juice can speed up intestinal peristalsis. As for heating it, I am afraid that there are bad things in the raw soybean oil. Once cooked, it doesn't matter..."
"Then what?" The old magician said with a smile in his eyes.
"You just wanted it to cool down quickly? And it exploded?"
"That's right! Grete, it's just some soybean oil. How can you fry it?"
Elder Wood also walked in slowly and joined in the ridicule. Grete blushed:
"I'm making potions!...Alchemy!...Can the magician thing be considered a blow-up?"
What followed was a series of whispers, such as "I'm not a pharmacy major" and "There's no refrigerator". The two old men looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. The female knights outside the door also laughed.
The air inside and outside the kitchen was filled with joy.
Master Tolga smiled and raised his hand. A two-foot-tall ice tornado was formed out of thin air, sucking in the hot soybean oil drop by drop. The wind knife and frost sword rotated at high speed, and Grete only had time to shout from the side.
:
"As long as it's warm! Not cold! - Just warm!"
With a splash, the soybean oil fell into the bowl on the side, crystal clear and without a drop of water. Gretel took a small spoonful and tasted it, and it was indeed only warm. He looked at the old magician enviously:
It’s great to have magic! Cool down! Separate! Purify! It can be used as a centrifuge. He hasn’t even used the centrifuge yet...
"what's next?"
The old magician stopped, looked at him and asked. Gretel quickly came to his senses: "Slice the onions, squeeze the juice, mix the juice and soybean oil evenly, and then -"
Then, the wind blades flew up, swishing and swiping, cutting the onions into thin slices less than one millimeter thick. Two mage hands held up the onion slices, folding them, twisting them, twisting them, and the spicy juice dripped.
Drop into the oil bowl.
From the beginning to the end, the old magician was at least three meters away from the onions, and the choking smell could not smell him at all. But a moment later, Miss Iris was holding the bowl of oil, with tears streaming down her face.
"Do I have to drink it?"
"Drink quickly! - You won't choke if you drink it!"
With tears in her eyes, Iris finished the drink in one gulp. The female knight took the bowl in her hand and immediately waved to Gretel, pretending to drive him away:
"Get out! Let the girl have a good rest!"
Alas, wasn't it because he was afraid that he would have to go to the toilet immediately after drinking the oil? Grete shook his head, pulled up a stool, and sat down in front of the bed. Not only that, he also grabbed Elder Wood's oak staff and put it sideways into the bed.
Put it down:
"Don't worry, it won't be that soon. At least it won't be until around dinner. I'll watch here for a while. If your stomach hurts, you must tell me..."
Well, while cooking the soybean oil, he searched for related papers in his memory. In the case of intestinal obstruction, taking the scallion oil mixture will usually start to cause flatulence and defecation within 6 hours, and a large number of roundworms will be excreted within 12 hours. Just after drinking the oil,
Need to have a bowel movement?
Not so fast!
Iris's face turned even redder when he said it, and she simply pulled up the thin blanket and covered herself with a hood. The female knight looked at her friend who was huddled up, and then at the old magic who was sitting nearby with no intention of stopping him.
Teacher, couldn't help but sigh:
"Since it's not so fast, why do you have to stay here?... Iris will be shy!"
...I don’t want to stay here either. I also want to go out and practice magic and write papers. Even if that doesn’t work, it’s also good to spend time meditating. But with such a serious intestinal obstruction, anything may happen before it is cured. Gray
Te thought for a while, activated his magic trick, and formed a hose out of the void, with some things specially blocked in it:
"You see, the human intestines are like this long tube. Now there are a lot of things blocked in the tube-"
He pushed down with his hand to make the hose bulge a large piece, and explained to the female knight, as well as the old magician and Elder Wood:
"I just took the medicine, and my intestines have the strength on their own, so they may expel the things smoothly, or there may be too much accumulation in one section, and the intestines will not have the strength to push, and the accumulation will accumulate, or it may simply cause perforation. I'll stay here.
Just in case, if she has severe stomach pain, I can judge in time what the situation is and whether she needs treatment."
Intestinal strangulation, intussusception, intestinal perforation, and X-ray images can all be diagnosed. He stays here every step of the way, with his oak staff placed behind the patient. If any abnormality appears, he can activate magic at any time.
Alas, in fact, in addition to these risks, intestinal ischemia is also very troublesome. However, intestinal ischemia can only be seen by CT. With his current ability, the liver cannot perform CT. Life is not full of hardships. Once you have gained it, you can look forward to it again.
Shu, after having B-ultrasound, I immediately wanted to do better...
There are also dehydration, acid-base balance disorders, etc. If you are not watching, you will always feel uneasy.
"Can you really tell?" Elder Wood came over after hearing this, looked at the patient on the bed, and then at Grete, and asked seriously:
"Just use your...detection magic?"
"Really, Elder." Grete turned back: "I'll draw it for you to see what happens and what you can see in your meditation field of vision. You can compare it with the drawing later - of course, it's best not to show up.
Accident……"
He immersed himself in drawing pictures all afternoon, including intestinal obstruction, intestinal strangulation, intussusception, intestinal perforation, X-rays of upright plain films, lying plain films, B-ultrasound images, and anatomical diagrams of corresponding situations, one by one.
Zhang told Elder Wood.
The old magician only listened to a few words and then got up and went out. Salina persisted until the second picture and then covered her mouth and left the room. Only the miserable Elder Wood was left, who at such an old age still had to hold these pictures one by one.
Remember, my eyes are turning into mosquito repellent...
They kept talking until after dinner, and after a while, a series of popping sounds suddenly sounded under the blanket. Iris's cheeks turned from white to red, and then from red to white, and her body trembled. Gretel jumped up,
Called the female knight to come in:
"That's almost it. I'll leave the rest to you! If you have any questions, call me anytime!"