In operating room No. 1, conversations and even low exclamations occurred one after another. There was silence in the other six operating rooms. The 18 casters raised their ears and listened to the scene of the big bosses' trampling. No one dared to cough.
one time.
Grete was terrified.
If this were the hospital in his previous life, he would never let a few big guys perform surgery alone. Just kidding, partial small bowel resection, even for benign lesions, is a level 2 to 3 surgery! Level 2 surgery requires at least a junior attending physician.
Only a senior physician can preside over a level 3 surgery. A senior attending physician or a junior deputy chief physician can preside over it!
Have these people in the No. 1 surgery room - although they are all spellcasters above level 10 - memorized the anatomy atlas? How are they doing in the local interpretation system? Have they passed the training? Have they passed the examination for the medical practitioner certificate?
!Have you been working as a resident physician for several years? Have you ever been a resident for one year? Have you been promoted to attending physician?
I have cut several appendices independently! Is there a senior doctor to guide me?
I dare to undergo secondary surgery on my own!
Unfortunately, Gretel can't make the decision at all. On the one hand, others are here to help him, so there is no reason not to let them do it. On the other hand, among the big bosses in the No. 1 magic room, each of them has the same spellcasting level as him.
The square of your spellcasting level needs to be increased by one more...
In other words, in terms of spell casting level, those few are the upper-level doctors, while Gretel himself is the lower-level doctor T_T
But then again, if in the past life, there was a healing skill to protect you at any time, maybe the requirements for surgical authority would not be so high. If the blood vessel is cut, the healing skill! If the intestines are torn, the healing skill! The liver is scratched
, spleen is scratched, treatment!
It is equivalent to having a senior doctor on hand to provide guidance at any time, or strictly speaking, it is much more useful than the guidance of a senior doctor. The error tolerance rate is high, the mortality rate is low, and the efficiency of training skilled doctors is also much higher than in previous lives.
In this case, maybe a few more patients can be saved?
After all, the mortality rate of intestinal anthrax is so terrible. In addition to this group of patients with slab-shaped abdomen, there are countless patients out there who have developed intestinal bleeding and intestinal perforation. The sooner you get the opportunity for surgery, you can reduce the risk of toxemia a lot.
Probability.
Gretel raised his voice:
"The technique must be gentle! It must be gentle! When checking the intestines, lift the peritoneum and pull it up slowly!"
"Don't be too rough! Don't touch your stomach and liver!"
"Don't puncture the retroperitoneum! The kidneys are behind! The aorta is also behind! Don't puncture backwards!"
Fortunately, Lin En's surgery did not cause too many mistakes. Basically, they were of the type that he could make up for. As expected, he had listened to more than a dozen anatomy lectures with those necromancer apprentices.
The people who teach the class. The general teachers sent from Black Crow Swamp really make the best use of them.
After presiding over this operation, Gretel left the work behind and ran towards the fourth surgery room. The necromancer in the fourth surgery room seemed familiar to him. He should have never seen the priest of the God of War and the priest of the Spring Water Temple.
, when the three people saw him, they all looked a little eager to try:
"Mage Nordmark, can we perform an operation ourselves? Do you watch?"
Grete took a deep breath. He silently recited the sentence "Senior residents, under the on-site guidance of superior doctors, can gradually carry out secondary surgeries" twice, and raised his head:
"Okay, I'll watch. You guys do it slowly! Don't be in a hurry! Work hard to make this operation stable, and strive for the next one so that you can complete it independently!"
Necromancer... If, as Archmage Edgar said, each person has dissected hundreds of corpses, their anatomy skills should be at least equivalent to those of senior residents!
With the demonstrations and guidance of the big guys, and with Grete teaching them one by one, you chased each other in the eight surgical rooms, and soon the independent surgery began. Grete thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but soon, he
I found myself getting busier:
"Ah ah ah! Why is the blood spraying so high! Little Gretel!"
Grete ran away. When he got there, he saw, okay, bright red blood sprayed directly onto the shadowless lamp, almost reaching the room. Which artery did you hit? The epiperitoneal artery doesn't look like this!
"Ahhhh! Where did it hit? Why is it black and green?"
Gretel ran away again... It was nothing, it was an intestinal perforation, and the patient didn't know what he had eaten yesterday, and everything leaked out. Gretel waved a magic trick, and the cleansing technique was used, and everything was fine.
"Little Gretel! Why did this patient suddenly push back? It's not level on the bed! Can we just press down?"
Gretel ran away again... Yes, opisthotonia, a typical symptom of meningitis. Gretel sighed:
"Lift it down, the toxin has entered the brain, and it is estimated that the possibility of resuscitation is slim... another patient comes on stage!"
Even if the operation was stumbling and thrilling, with eight operating rooms working together, it was much faster than Grete working alone. The long queue of patients with flat belly outside was shortened from the ward building next door to two buildings in a short time.
The connecting corridor between them is shortened to the corridor at the entrance of the operating area.
Seeing that the patient was almost done, Grete said hello to the three bosses in operating room No. 1, then went to the ward area and continued to sort out the patients who needed surgery.
Ask for the list of patients with high fever!
Visually diagnose the patient’s condition!
Listen to bowel sounds, press to determine the condition of the abdomen, and use plain X-rays to see the air and fluid levels!
The high-level mages in the surgery room had just finished treating the first batch of patients and thought they could take a break. Grete was buzzing as dozens more patients were brought in...
"Does this still allow us to live?"
During the eight spells, half of the twenty-four casters screamed...
Grete was in the ward below, and the more he watched, the more convinced he became. Penicillin was delivered in batches and injected into the patients one by one. The condition of several patients he had paid close attention to before had not worsened, and peritonitis had appeared.
A sign of being under control; and the rate at which patients with mild symptoms turn into severe symptoms has begun to slow down!
With penicillin, it can at least buy them time to allow the casters to recover from treatment, or to queue up for the operating table!
After queuing up the patients on one floor, Gretel was about to go downstairs when he was suddenly stopped by Archmage Edgar. The Archmage walked in a hurry, with a worried look on his face:
"Little Grete, I have to go out for something! You go back to the operating room and take my place!"
"Okay! - Sir, what happened? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Just do the surgery." Archmage Edgar waved to him and walked away quickly. As soon as he walked out of the infectious disease hospital, a black-robed mage came forward and summoned two phantom ponies:
"The latest news is that traces of a plague curse were found near the water source of the water supply company!"
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