It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 359: Kill that undead spirit... the miracle doctor! (Red Comet Maswan Reward 1)
Chapter 359: Kill that undead spirit... the miracle doctor! (Red Comet Maswan Reward 1)
The screams were terrible!
Of the six orcs who came around, four of them screamed on the spot, leaned back, and fell to the ground. The catwoman closed her eyes tightly and passed out without saying a word.
Only the leading blond orc was braver and did not faint or fall. His only reaction was to stand blankly under the rain of blood, with his mouth open, and did not move even as the rain of blood splashed into his mouth...
There is no one who can't walk around in the rivers and lakes without being stabbed. Everyone in this group of orcs has been on the battlefield, but to be honest, beheading people, cutting off their arms, even biting their throats and taking out their windpipes on the battlefield is really not that scary.
. Didn’t you see that in the black mist just now, the knight of the Glorious Holy See had his throat cut with a knife, blood was flowing all over the ground, and the onlookers just wanted to scream twice.
But, but...
This is different!
This is saving people! The priest who was using healing skills just now released a skeleton and cut open the chest with one knife, the sternum with another knife, and the heart with another knife!
The blood spray started to explode! If the house hadn't been used to host orcs and barbarians, the floor height would have been so high that it could have sprayed onto the rafters!
The orcs dispersed subconsciously. The four who fell on the ground didn't even bother to get up. They held their hands on the ground and squirmed back. There was a boy behind who was so frightened that he even ran out of the room:
"Help-"
Gretel was not in the mood to pay attention to them. Blood just went to the room. The carotid artery was ruptured, the aorta was ruptured, and the heart was opened. In the hospital, operations were done every year, and there was no time in a year when the blood did not go to the room.
Sprayed onto the shadowless lamp, it sizzled with the heat, and the entire surgical field was dyed red——
I don’t have to continue the surgery!
He stepped back half a step with experience to avoid the rain of blood, and immediately rushed forward. When he lowered his head and saw that the heart had not resumed beating, he made an immediate decision and reached out to reach into the chest of the injured person.
I had already rubbed my right hand with iodine and alcohol, held the heart directly outside the pericardium, and squeezed it hard. Once, twice, three times!
Let go of your hand, and the heart that had stopped working before starts beating on its own again.
Grete stared closely at the heart. Although direct-view cardiac resuscitation is a must for clinical surgery and is included in the syllabus for the medical practitioner examination, he had only practiced it twice as an emergency doctor for more than ten years in his previous life. None.
He, this operation is a test of courage!
Thinking back at this moment, he remembered the feeling of holding his heart in his hand, as if it was still beating against the palm of his hand. The orc's heart in front of him was much stronger than the one he had pinched in his previous life, and it beat very powerfully——
Very good. If the heart muscle beats weakly, he would have to search for epinephrine or sodium lactate to inject into the ventricle. There is really no place to look for it at the moment. But now, he only needs to find the damage on the heart and repair it.
Just close your chest step by step and that’s it!
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at the injured person's face. It was difficult to judge whether the complexion had improved - after all, he was not familiar with the skin color of the orcs, but his breathing had recovered. He used the hand of the mage to lift his eyelids and saw that the pupils began to shrink.
It's obviously going in a good direction.
Okay, next, the heart can be repaired. Gretel took out the shadowless lamp from the space bag and held it up with the enhanced version of the mage's hand. The dazzling white light instantly illuminated the operating table, and also illuminated the beating heart of the injured in front of everyone.
In front of my eyes, every detail is visible.
Hmm...I feel comfortable. This is the light that surgery should have!
Grete adjusted the shadowless lamp with a mage's hand, lowered his head again, and carefully observed the heart in front of him. With the pericardium filled like this, there must be a heart rupture. The difference lies in how big, how deep, and how many holes were broken...
What is the anatomical structure of the orc heart? How many atria and ventricles are there? What path does blood circulation take? Are there tricuspid valves, bicuspid valves, etc.?
Grete guessed and observed at the same time. On the other side, the old priest who was suspected to be a minotaur got up shivering and came to the table:
"This...why is this wound even bigger?"
He worked hard to save his life! He had almost used up all the healing skills, and even used the blood sacrifice technique at the bottom of the box. He finally recovered, got up and took a look -
First I saw the boss's skeleton. I picked up the skeleton and then looked forward. What's going on? The whole chest was cut open!
It was just a small opening!
"Do not talk!"
Grete stared at the heart without raising his head. There was no professional operating room, which was troublesome. Family members of patients, non-professionals, and irrelevant people came and went, and they had to ask questions...
Just ask questions, don't spit! Infection, infection!
However, Gretel couldn't stop himself and chased the person away. The heart that he had rescued with his bare hands was now pumping out blood at a rate of eighty or ninety beats per minute. One after another, there was another...
…
See clearly!
The location of the breach is in the right atrium!
I just don’t know how deep it is, and whether there is any other damage to the separation between the rooms. If it was in the previous life, Grete would have used a professional probe to explore it, but now he can only make do with the simple things:
Wizard trick!
A thin stick appeared in his hand. It was simple and rough, but it was made out of thin air and was not stained with dust - that is, there were no bacteria. Grete held his breath, held the newly made probe, and stretched it towards the hole in the heart.
go.
"0.5cm...1cm...1.5cm..."
While stretching, visually check the size of the heart, observe the location and number of surrounding blood vessels, and estimate the general structure of the heart. Very good, there should be no penetration inside, just sew it directly——
Wait, there’s no needle and thread!
Go to therapy!
Grete's palm emits a misty white light. Healing minor injuries, minor injuries, minor injuries...
invalid!
Every time it seems to grow a little, the myocardium contracts, relaxes, and then tears open again in an instant!
Damn it, is this going to challenge the difficult movements of cardiothoracic surgery, with the heart constantly beating and continuous suturing?
Grete secretly grinded his teeth. He grasped the pulse frequency of the heart and threw two [Treat Minor Injuries] in succession, finally sealing the hole in the heart. After observing for a moment, he made sure that the blood was not continuing to spurt out, and then took out the saline solution to flush it.
.
"Holy water..."
The old priest raised a bottle with trembling hands. Grete's eyes lit up:
Holy water! Great! The biggest fear of this kind of major thoracotomy is infection! It is not easy to reach the medicine inside the pericardium. You can use holy water to flush it, which will save you a lot of worry!
Even so, he first flushed it with normal saline in an orderly manner, checked for no active bleeding, and then applied holy water. There was no other way, it was just a habit, and he didn't feel at ease until he rinsed it off and took a quick look...
The holy water that the orc priest took out was a little different from what Gretel had seen before. It was not light gold, but bright red in color, like blood. When Gretel held it in his hand, he almost thought that the red bottle from the game in his previous life was directly in front of him.
.
However, the effect was almost the same. As soon as the holy water was poured down, the incision on the pericardium began to squirm and heal. Gretel took the opportunity to throw another healing spell. After watching the pericardium heal, he poured the second bottle of holy water into the physiological saline.
When I went to the battlefield with the field medical team, I once conducted an experiment. Wash the chest cavity with a 1:1000 mixture of holy water and saline. Use it to wash the wound. It has the best anti-infection effect!
Also save!
After rinsing, a person like Gretel, who was born in Thunder Horn, naturally cannot control the flow of water. Fortunately, he is no longer what he used to be. He no longer has to ask people to lift the injured to pour water. He just inserts a drainage bottle and waits for this.
The salt water comes out on its own.
Seeing that the fluid in the chest was getting less and less, Grete secretly concentrated on mobilizing four [Powerful Mage Hands] to pull the sternum back into place. Just as he was about to close up the drainage vines, there was a sudden loud noise outside, and the loudest one was a
A drake voice with a crying tone:
"Yes! It's right here! That necromancer! Cut people's hearts..."
"Don't be afraid! We are here!"
Heavy footsteps rumbled in. Gretel didn't even need to raise his head to see the operating table shaking along with the floor, and even the injured man's sternum. Without thinking, he shouted:
"Bernard!"
With a loud bang, the bone club in the barbarian's hand collided with an unknown weapon. The energy was overwhelming, smoke and dust flew everywhere, the floor of the room rattled, and two pieces were broken on the spot:
"My boss is not a necromancer!"
However, Bernard was only one person. He could block one person, but he could not block a group. Then there was another dull sound. The silver skeleton turned around, raised his arm, and the front end of his arm automatically turned into a bone blade, and got stuck in the air with another weapon.
, evenly matched.
"And he said he wasn't a necromancer!"
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Grete raised a piece of gauze soaked in physiological saline and quickly covered the injured person's chest. Then he took some time to look up and saw a group of dwarf warriors rushing in from outside. They were all carrying giant axes.
Carrying a giant hammer. The one in the middle was surrounded by a group of people. The hammer head was already glowing with white light...
The blond orc turned around to meet him. Gavin, the dwarf who came with Gretel, raised his voice and helped:
"Where's the murder?"
"I'm saving people!"
"Not the Necromancer!"
"It's a messenger from the Magic Council who cured my grandfather..."
The voices of the orcs and dwarves grew louder one by one. The silver skeleton retreated, Bernard put away the bones and broke the stick, and Gretel quickly lowered his head, taking this opportunity to seize the opportunity to close his chest——
[Powerful Mage's Hand]! Pull the sternum!
Match the bones!
Twist the wire - no, throw healing! Cure minor injuries! Cure minor injuries! Cure minor injuries!
Find and repair small blood vessels and nerves!
Heal your muscles!
Suturing layer by layer, ah no, treating the chest wall layer by layer! The treatment skills are so exciting!
After he had completed the treatment and saw that only the skin was left to be sutured, the injured groaned in pain and raised his head. He hooked his neck and saw a bloody patch on his chest...
He felt a sharp pain, his vision went dark, and he fainted again.
But this already gave Gretel enough confidence. He raised his voice:
"Hey, over there! The injured just woke up!"
The blond orc immediately turned around and strode over. When he lowered his head, he saw that the wounded man's chest had been closed, and he was immediately stunned on the spot. There were clatter of footsteps behind him, and the dwarves all rushed over. They were all crowded, and they jumped desperately to look at the operating table:
"Alive! People live!"
"Really alive!"
"A knife in the heart can still save..."
"The roof of the house was sprayed with blood and he was saved..."
"A miracle doctor!!!"
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