Chapter 1819 Advanced escort, combined punches spread in the parliament!
Chapter 1826 Advanced escort, combined punches spread in the parliament!
"Almost died."
After three hours of rescue, Archmage Bielsa lay on the treatment bed and said something breathless.
The sound was buzzing. It was vibrating back and forth from the intracranial pressure reduction device - the super slow-release [Dry Touch Cerebrospinal Fluid Version] fastened to the head. When it finally came out, it was a little louder:
"I'm feeling better now..."
"It's still early for you!"
Archmage Morton stayed with him for three hours and took care of him for three hours. Now he let out a long breath and sat down on the floating saucer on the side. The light curtain in front of him rippled, constantly showing the condition of Archmage Bielsa:
"The blood pressure is still very high. The systolic blood pressure must be reduced to at least 140, and the diastolic blood pressure must be reduced to at least 90. The intracranial pressure has not yet dropped to the normal value, and this cannot be reduced too fast. Master Nordmark said..."
"cough!"
"cough!"
"Ahem!"
To the left, to the right, and behind, three or four healing mages spoke at the same time. Brother Morton, can you stop saying "Mage Nordmark said" and "Mage Nordmark said" all the time?
We are all therapists!
They are all orthodox healers of the conjuration system!
Archmage Bielsa is still the leader of our line of therapists. If you keep saying this in front of him, he will lose face!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Archmage Bielsa couldn't help but cough. With this cough, the blood pressure and intracranial pressure on the light screen increased at the same time. Several disciples panicked and rushed over at the same time:
"Teacher, are you okay?"
"Teacher, please lie down for a while!"
"Teacher, don't worry, take more rest... If you force yourself to advance, you will always be injured. You have to recover first, and then you can continue to advance!"
"teacher……"
"Teacher, the communication from Long Island has been taken over!" The sound of wheels grinding on the ground suddenly sounded, and two eleventh-level healers dragged a tower-shaped box over. On top of the box, in the magic crystal screen,
The face of the Nordmark mage is revealed:
"Have you successfully advanced? Are you out of danger? Congratulations, Archmage Bielsa! - Let me take a look at your vital signs..."
A smile appeared on Archmage Bielsa's pale face. Then, he heard someone say from the other side:
"Why are you lying flat? Rock the bed! Raise the head of the bed thirty degrees! Oh, there is no bed..."
There is no such thing as a bed, which is not a problem for these high-level therapists. A group of conjuration magicians are busy with their brilliance. Soon, a transparent force field is supported under Archmage Bielsa, allowing him to
Lie down slightly:
"Raising the head of the bed can reduce the amount of blood returning from the jugular vein and reduce intracranial pressure. What about oxygen? Are you inhaling it? Give him oxygen! Reducing the partial pressure of carbon dioxide can constrict the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels and reduce intracranial pressure.
Descending!
Also, lower the temperature near your head! It doesn’t matter if it’s an ice pack, an ice cap, whatever you want will do!”
He gave a command, and the therapists made a move. They raised the head of the bed, assembled an oxygen inhaler, and formed a cloud of ice mist around Archmage Bielsa's head...
Hello!
Who told me not to talk about "Nordmark Mage" before?
Now the other party's suggestion is here, what does it mean that you work faster than me?
Archmage Morton really didn’t know what to say about his old words. Fortunately, after a series of handling, Archmage Bielsa’s expression actually became more relaxed. Grete’s expression also relaxed:
"It seems that you are recovering well... By the way, Archmage Bielsa, congratulations on your successful advancement!"
"Thank you, Archmage Nordmark." Archmage Bielsa smiled slowly in the decompression helmet. Gretel quickly waved his hand to him, indicating that he should quiet down, and turned to ask:
“Have the results of the MRI scan come back?”
"Not yet, Archmage Nordmark!" A young therapist quickly stretched out his head to answer. Beside him, Archmage Morton breathed out silently:
Hey, once upon a time, that little mage needed the introduction of a high-level mage before he could walk in front of him;
The little mage who sat in front of the editor-in-chief of "Medical Research" and a group of editors-in-chief, talked freely, worked on projects for himself, and promoted cooperation between therapists and the plastic energy department;
That little mage who worked hard to solicit sponsorship from everywhere to build a hospital;
Now, he will naturally be called the "Arch Mage Nordmark" by young spellcasters!
"Archmage Bielsa wears this on his head...it's not convenient for magnetic scanning..."
Oh, there is a metal helmet on the head... It is more like a cage for perming hair than a helmet... It is indeed inconvenient to do an MRI. Grete nodded lightly:
"Your Excellency, the Archmage, is not in danger for the time being. If you can support yourself, it is best to do a head magnetic scan. Comparing the before and after conditions can also determine which brain tissue and which parts of the brain cells have been damaged, so that targeted treatment can be provided."
"Indeed, if you can make one, it's better to make one." Diagonally opposite the magic crystal panel, Elder Tapros also nodded:
"His mental power is still relatively disordered. Simply scanning with mental power can easily cause a collision between the two parties and directly hurt him. With magnetic resonance, the treatment will be more targeted."
The important thing is brain cells, brain cells!
Early treatment and targeted treatment will benefit the patient much better than throwing treatment techniques aimlessly!
Grete proposed, and the legendary elder of the Nature Order agreed. Archmage Bielsa was immediately sent to the Evocation Department for magnetic resonance.
A quarter of an hour later, two three-dimensional images were unfolded in front of everyone. Elder Tapros stroked his long white beard, stared at the contrasting images in front of him, and pondered softly:
"The brain cells are indeed damaged a lot. A lot of them died here, here, here, here...well..."
He raised his hand gently, and a faint green light penetrated Archmage Bielsa's head like spring rain. He waited quietly for about ten minutes, and then sent it in for a magnetic resonance imaging...
"not good?"
"Can brain cells regenerate after they are damaged?" Grete gave an idea on the other side of the light screen:
"Do you want to do an animal experiment?"
"...It's too late." Elder Tapros took a sharp breath.
I thought about digging out a piece of the brain of a rabbit or other animal, or using other methods to kill some brain cells, and then throw in a treatment method to see if the brain cells can grow back...
He felt pain in his head, brain, cerebellum, everywhere.
Fortunately, even assuming that the brain cells are damaged and cannot regenerate, he has other methods:
"[Limb Regeneration Technique·Brain Version]!"
With this spell, since even missing limbs and organs can grow back out of thin air, there is no reason why dead brain cells cannot grow back!
"I'm much better! - I feel like I've almost recovered!" As soon as the regeneration spell went off, Archmage Bielsa sat up suddenly, with a high-spirited expression:
"My mental power - my mental power is almost healed! I feel that the damage caused by this advancement has basically been recovered!"
For a moment, all the therapists present were horrified and moved.
If the advancement fails - or if the advancement is successful but causes damage to the caster, early intervention, lowering blood pressure, lowering intracranial pressure, stopping cerebral hemorrhage, thrombolysis, and trying to protect brain cells;
Then, magnetic resonance scans the brain tissue, and performs targeted regeneration of dead brain cells;
Can this method preserve the potential of the magician as much as possible, preserve his possibility of further advancement, or at least save him the time to recuperate - recover - and pass the level again?
If the effect is really so good, then this method deserves to be promoted on a large scale! At least, a study should be conducted to find out, and based on the ratio of cost and effect, determine whether to promote it!
Decided!
This is the next phase of the project! Submit a project application to the council when you get back!
"Lie down!!!" Gretel shouted from the other side of Dragon Island:
"Your intracranial pressure hasn't dropped back yet!!!"
Thanks to @strong大海 Monster, @quemiao555 for the 10,000 starting coins reward
Maomao went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau today and got at least one piece of news:
The contents of this random registration belong to [self-declaration], so it is not that the Industrial and Commercial Bureau will register the false certificate after seeing it, but they will not care at all. If the certificate is found to be false, they will order it to be corrected and impose a fine.
Anyway, the task has now been assigned to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. I hope it can be changed soon.