Wizard Hemond was busy with a spell attack, knocked the deer unconscious, and then replenished himself with protective magic. Grete shrugged beside him:
How could this happen? - You woke up during the operation. There was no anesthesia, just a magical sleep. You poured so much water into its lungs, but it still doesn't wake up?
Tsk, it really won’t work without anesthesia...
Look again at the living deer that had been in trouble for eight lifetimes. It was lying on the ground, kicking its hooves. Even if it passed out, bubbles were still bubbling in its nostrils and mouth. As soon as the spell was broken, the vines had automatically
Shrinking back, the deer's chest shrugged, and it struggled to make bursts of choking and coughing sounds——
Oh, I've poured so much water but it hasn't drained out. Look, I'm choking on the water.
It is said that leakage in the ventilation lung will cause poor ventilation, poor drainage, hypoxemia, increased airway pressure, and a series of complications... So we still need to save people as soon as possible, no, save the deer!
Gretel directed Bernard to tie up the deer again in the posture of four horses with hooves - er, maybe four deer with hooves? Position it and open its mouth - it was more convenient this time.
It's gone in the nose - use a horse bit to jam it, and forcefully move the deer's head to make it tilt its head back...
"What are you doing?" Master Hemond came over to take a look. Gretel had no expression on his face. He first made himself a bubble mask, and then used the magic trick to make a transparent visor, floating in front of him.
. While protecting himself, he told him:
"You'd better cover up -"
"It's okay, I knocked it out!" Master Hemond was full of confidence. He had a bunch of shields hanging on him, including shield spells, mage armor, and arrow protection... It was just a deer, not extraordinary.
Creatures, what’s there to be afraid of?
Gretel shut up and operated. For a moment, the deer struggled, its chest heaving—
"Pfft--Hang! Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Saliva, salt water poured in, and various sticky tracheal secretions sprayed half of Mage Hemond's robe. The poor mage's face was full of disgust, and he hurriedly used cleaning techniques to save the situation...
"well……"
Grete sighed. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences. Do you know how many times we are suddenly sprayed with sputum when we intubate the patient?
Especially during the epidemic. It is simply uncomfortable and disgusting. Not to mention it, the risk of infection increases exponentially!
He held the seeds in his hand, spawned vines, and started tracheal intubation for the second time. However, this time it was not so easy. The deer kept coughing "hoo", "hoo", "hoo". After coughing once, the vines
Step back a little, cough again, step back a little more...
"What's wrong? Can't you get it in?" Master Hemond poked his head in again: "Didn't I knock it out already? Do you want to do it again?"
"Just because you're knocked unconscious doesn't mean you won't cough..."
Gretel was helpless. This is the difference between voluntary muscles and involuntary muscles. The involuntary muscles control breathing. What's the use of knocking them unconscious?
Master Hemond stopped talking. He just stood next to Gretel, rolled up his sleeves, and was eager to try. He had never bothered with these before. He just used one spell, and if it was good, he would do it. If it didn't, he would try another one. But...well, look.
Grete's various whimsical ideas are quite interesting...
"Now what?"
Grete watched the situation coming from the Mystic Eye attentively. On the light screen, the pink tube wall trembled and trembled, and the fluctuations were extremely violent. He threw out the answer without thinking:
"Airway spasm. A muscle relaxant will help."
"What?"
Alas, the so-called anesthesia is not just about putting a needle in to make the patient fall asleep. For example, when doing tracheal intubation, analgesia, sedation, and muscle relaxation are all indispensable:
Analgesia allows the patient to relieve or even feel no pain. For example, when the endotracheal intubation is inserted, there will be no pain;
Sedation allows patients to reduce fear, relieve anxiety, stabilize their mood, and produce necessary forgetfulness - for example, if you see someone holding a tube and stabbing your throat, you can lie down peacefully without jumping up in fright;
Muscle relaxation is to relax muscles. For example, when tracheal intubation is performed, muscle relaxation is administered in advance, and the airway will not have the strength to spasm. Of course, the tube in the anesthetist's hand can be inserted without stopping...
The problem is that Grete doesn't have any of the various drugs, including local anesthesia, general anesthesia, sedation-hypnosis, analgesia, muscle relaxation... From the time he traveled to the present, he has always relied on various drugs during operations.
Various spells are available. However, now, when a certain specified function is needed...
"So...is there any way to relax the muscles?"
Grete thought hard. Zero level, first level, second level, all the spells he had learned were thought about one by one, but it seemed that none of them were particularly suitable. While he was struggling, the wizard Hemond beside him stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat, and touched the deer.
shoot.
Visibly to the naked eye, the living deer, which had been twitching its limbs just moments ago, instantly became limp...
"Touch of fatigue. Zero-level magic, necromancy, you have learned it, right?"
"Uh... I seem to be too tired again... I just need muscle relaxation in the respiratory tract!"
In any case, the solution is finally there. As for the short duration of the spell (at the level of Master Hemond, it is only a little more than a minute), the scope is too wide (in fact, it does not need to cover the whole body), and the muscle relaxation is not complete (it does not reach anesthesia).
drug levels), these can all be adjusted slowly afterwards.
The topic for the next magic experiment has appeared again...
Grete calmly intubated and drained the drainage. He stuffed the vine into the drainage bottle and placed it on the ground 60cm below the patient's mid-axillary line. Forget it, everyone was sitting on the floor of the carriage. We couldn't dig a hole in the carriage. It was careless.
Let it go - watch the liquid gurgling out. One ml, ten ml, twenty ml...
150ml!
It was roughly estimated before that the amount of physiological saline injected by Master Ximond was about 250 ml. The 150 ml drained out is a bit small, but considering that the deer was choking and coughing, I don't know how much it squirted out, maybe...
good?
The only problem is that the data is distorted and the inflow and outflow have to be calculated again...
Grete continued to take out the saline solution. Master Ximond suddenly pushed him:
"Hey, look at this deer, it looks like it's dying!"
"Oh, it's okay. My muscles are too relaxed and I don't have the strength to breathe." Gretel pointed to the corner of the carriage very experiencedly. The electrolyzed water device and manual oxygen pump had all been assembled long ago and were on standby.
Gretel snapped his fingers...
Two invisible servants floated out silently. One grasped the rocker of the hand-cranked generator, and the other grabbed the airbag, and began to work. Gretel calmly connected the vines to the airbag, and soon, pure oxygen was flowing along the trachea.
The tube was inserted, and with a hissing sound, it was sprayed into the deer's left lung.
What to do after muscle relaxation?
Of course, use a ventilator!
Hey, just to be on the safe side, I need a blood oxygen detector... What spell should I use to replace this?
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After reading the paper, I realized that there are many tricks to simple surgery. There is no blood oxygen detection, no ECG monitoring, and I always feel panicked when I undergo large-volume whole lung lavage...
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The air raid sirens outside sounded again.
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