It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 378: There is no other way, let the dead dragon be the living dragon doctor!
Chapter 378: There is no other way, let the dead dragon be the living dragon doctor!
The thing that fell in front of Gretel was indeed a dragon.
To be precise, it is a silver dragon. If Grete's eyes are not snow-blind and the color recognition is accurate, the color of the scales of the dragon in front of him is indeed bright silver. As for the size of the dragon...
The silver dragon came across and blocked the entire mountain road. Its long neck drooped on one side, and its tail drooped on the other side, soft and drooping. Gretel stood in front of it, trying to stand on tiptoes, and the height of his head was not higher than his back...
…
Or belly?
Grete retreated, then retreated, and retreated again. The field of vision in front of him ranged from a silver wall, to a silver mountain, to a silver dragon. However, he was not a decorator. He could estimate the height of a human by visual inspection alone.
, but you can’t tell how long the silver dragon is at all.
Therefore, even if he carried information on the body length, tail length, age, and combat effectiveness of various dragons, Grete looked at the silver dragon in front of him, but there was no data to compare with, and he didn't know how capable he was in fighting.
...but it doesn't matter.
Anyway, first of all, he definitely couldn't beat such a big silver dragon; secondly, the silver dragon fell down and was motionless. It was probably either dead or fainted, so it definitely wouldn't hit him.
...In other words, are you dead or fainted?
Grete calmed down his breathing, poked his head out from behind Bernard, and observed carefully. As soon as he took a look, he was pulled behind by the barbarian:
"Boss, back off!"
Bernard held the bone stick tightly, his body slightly arched, and stood in front of Gretel. He kicked forward and kicked back, pointing the head of the stick diagonally, ready to rush forward and attack at any time——
Or, if the silver dragon is repelled, he won't somersault down the hillside, and can more or less block Gretel.
Gretel, however, pulled his clothes hard from behind. A long time ago, when Archmage Carlisle was gossiping, he mentioned that the relationship between the Parliament and the Dragon Clan was very good. Especially certain dragons in the Ice Peaks of the North and the Great Wasteland, there were often big conflicts.
When the mage travels, he goes there to visit.
so……
If you can save it, then save it?
"Bernard, help me see if that silver dragon is still alive?"
Grete whispered. The silver dragon had been motionless since it was smashed down. Its head and tail were hanging on the hillsides on both sides, tilting downward at an angle of more than 60 degrees. On the body surface, at least on the side facing Grete, there were no wounds or blood stains.
.There is no rise and fall in the chest and abdomen, the nostrils... the nostrils...
Sorry, my head is resting behind a stone and I can't see my nostrils clearly.
Bernard blocked him behind and refused to move. Grete pulled him twice and pushed him again:
"It's okay. That's the Silver Dragon. He's smart, can communicate, and is said to have a good temper. Please help me see if he's injured and needs our help? The council has a good relationship with the Silver Dragon..."
After several pushes, Bernard took the first step. As soon as he stood still, he changed the direction of the bone stick and poked back:
"Boss, stay back! The injured beast is the most vicious. If it is seriously injured and falls into a stupor, I can't protect you!"
Gretel's answer was to replenish him with a whole set of protective magic.
Bernard held the bone stick diagonally and walked forward slowly. In the first step, his knees sank down; in the second step, he bent even lower, and the stones under his feet made a "rattling" sound; in the third step, his hands
The bone stick fell to the ground, his knees trembled, and sweat poured out of his back.
He tried his best to lift his foot, trying to take the fourth step, but he couldn't take it no matter what. He raised his foot several times and dropped it back to the original place several times. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and beads of sweat pattered on his forehead.
There was a small patch of water on the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Gretel was surprised. He walked quickly behind Bernard, no problem; he went around to be parallel to him, no problem. Take another step forward...
"Old boss! Can't go any further...Long, Long..."
Longwei!
Gretel suddenly thought of it.
Whether it's online articles from previous lives, games, or information seen in the mage tower after time travel, all point out one point: dragons carry dragon power. For creatures with a lower level than dragons, it will cause some kind of pressure, making them
Instinctively feel fear and want to run away.
This kind of dragon power does not disappear when the dragon sleeps, is injured or comatose. In fact, data points out that even dragons that have been dead for many years still retain dragon power in their bones, and can even form a powerful force field in the dragon's tomb.
As for why I don’t feel it…
Grete touched his chest. In his chest pocket, where he usually puts his pen, was the precious [Endless Ink Pen]. And one of the abilities that comes with this pen is that it is immune to level 5 and below, illusions, and soul control.
Spell-like attack. Dragon power, fearless!
Gretel waved his hand to the barbarian, signaling him to step back, and walked step by step in front of the silver dragon. He raised his hand and touched it. The scales were smooth and clean, and the tentacles were cold and moist. He wiped them lightly and wiped off a thin layer of water vapor, but he didn't know it.
Is it the mist in the clouds or the fresh snow foam?
Gretel put his hand on the scales and wiped it all the way, walking towards the chest of the silver dragon. As he walked, his palm was suddenly pushed, as if something was rising silently——
Heartbeat?
Is it a heartbeat?
Or breathing?
Grete quickly pressed his palms completely against each other. But the movement under his palms disappeared again. He took out his stethoscope and poked it to listen. After waiting for a full minute, he did not hear any heartbeat. In other words, the heartbeat of Silver Dragon should be
How many times per minute?
Theoretically, the bigger the creature, the slower the heartbeat should be. The heartbeat of an elephant seems to be 30 times a minute, the heartbeat of a blue whale is said to be 4 to 8 times a minute, a silver dragon... a silver dragon...
"Bernard, help me pull it, and I'll see if it's breathing!"
Grete shouted. He took out a rope from the space bag, tied it tightly to the barbarian's bone club, and tied the other end to himself. He also used magic to make an activated rope, tied it as usual, and climbed onto the silver dragon's body.
The neck was rubbed step by step.
As he climbed, his feet slipped all the way. Grete had to throw himself a [Cat's Light Spirit] to increase his agility before he could safely crawl to the faucet. He stretched out his hand to explore near his nostrils, and a stream of hot air immediately hit his hand.
superior!
Gretel flinched. Fortunately, he had packed a lot of protection beforehand, so he was not burned by the breath. However, there was breathing, but no heartbeat, there was breathing, but no heartbeat...
This situation is very critical! Without a heartbeat, the blood carrying oxygen cannot be transported to the whole body. If it cannot be transported to the whole body, the brain and various organs will be hypoxic. From hypoxia to necrosis, it only takes a few minutes.
time!
Of course, the silver dragon is huge, and its breathing and heartbeat rates are lower than humans, so it should be able to last longer. But that doesn't mean that it can wake up automatically if left alone...
Grete was in a dilemma. His heart had stopped and he was still breathing. The first aid measures that should be taken were undoubtedly chest compressions and cardiac resuscitation. Now the question came, how to perform cardiac resuscitation on a dragon?
Chest compressions?
Grete looked at Silver Dragon's physique, and then at his own small arms and legs. It was very clear that he couldn't press it. Not to mention pressing it, he asked him to take a few steps back, bumped into him, and hit with all his strength.
There is probably no way to perform compressions.
Press with [Powerful Mage Hand]?
If it doesn't have the strength to break ribs, let's not talk about it. The maximum output of [Powerful Mage's Hand] is 40 pounds for one hand and 400 pounds for ten. Even if a 400-pound hammer hits it, it will break a few dragon scales at most.
The ribs will definitely not be broken.
Lift the silver dragon up and face it on its back, then jump up and down on the chest and press with gravity acceleration?
Good idea, who will help?
Grete was in a dilemma. Seeing that he was motionless, Bernard stood outside Longwei's range of influence and shouted from a distance:
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
"I want its heart to beat again!"
"How? Compression? Like before?"
The seventh-level barbarian warrior Bernard, with his amazing strength, has always been Gretel's external cardiopulmonary resuscitation assistant. But this time, Gretel looked back at him and took two steps away:
"Can you press it?"
"Let me try!"
Gretel threw an [Inspiration Technique] with his backhand. Judging from the reaction after the operation, this thing is about a shot of adrenaline, which can make people's heart beat faster, blood pressure rise, and ignore fear to a certain extent. Bo
Nader's whole body was shaken, his hair stood on end, and his body seemed to have grown in size——
Flat end bone stick, back up, start, approach, rush!
With a loud bang, the end of the bone rod hit the silver dragon.
Gretel felt the ground tremble three times as he stood nearby. Looking at the silver dragon again, the brilliance on the scales was flowing, like a living thing, and it was slightly dented. Is the dent deep...
One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters...
Gone.
"Can it be more important?"
"I'll try again!"
Bernard retreated again. This time, he retreated further and rushed faster. From the top of the bone club, a giant beast appeared faintly, raised its head and roared, and hit the silver dragon together——
boom!
The width of the depression is five centimeters.
Gretel is discouraged. Perform cardiac resuscitation on a normal adult, with a compression depth of at least 5cm; Silver Dragon...
According to cardiac resuscitation standards, the depth is calculated as one-third of the anteroposterior diameter of the thorax. Bernard's impact was estimated to be less than 1/10 of the standard depth.
If it were a human being, the surgeon would have one last resort: open the chest wide, put his hand in, and press the heart under direct vision. But this was a silver dragon. Grete searched all over his body, and there was probably no weapon that could do it.
make it happen……
Even if we call Prince Rosega back, use the newly made ax to cut the sternum, and luckily make an incision, then what?
Looking at the size of the silver dragon, I was afraid that I would not have to climb in completely if I performed heart compressions under direct vision!
Gretel thought about it and eliminated all methods of using kinetic energy to perform cardiac resuscitation. Let's take the last resort.
DC cardioversion!
Then he froze immediately. The energy required for normal human external defibrillation is 50-100 joules for atrial flutter, about 100 joules for supraventricular tachycardia, 100-150 joules for atrial fibrillation, and 100-150 joules for ventricular tachycardia.
200 joules——
What about the silver dragon?
What about the silver dragon?
Then, how many joules is the output, or energy, of an electrical spell attack? How long does it take to pass through the body? What is the appropriate discharge time?
The automatic defibrillator can automatically detect the ECG signal, synchronize the discharge time with the R wave of the ECG, and avoid the ventricular vulnerability period, but he can't...
Also, where should the electrodes be attached? For humans, theoretically they should be attached to the apex of the heart and the second intercostal space on the right chest. But who can tell me where the apex of the dragon's heart and second rib are?
There is no other way, let the dead dragon become a living dragon doctor! If you don’t treat it, you will definitely die; if you treat it, there is a glimmer of hope that you can live...
Gretel took a deep breath. He opened his hands and aimed at the left and right chest of Silver Dragon, one hand high and the other low:
"This is the first time of direct current cardioversion. I don't know how many joules the electric claws have. Let's start!"
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