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Chapter 388: Add BUFF to your own candidate! (Add 4 more to the ten thousand reward you owed last month)

 Serira stuck to the side and asked questions, which greatly delayed the progress of Gretel's diagnosis. A plain chest X-ray that could be viewed in five minutes, but fifteen minutes had passed, and he had only finished less than half of it.

Prince Rosega dares to be angry but dare not say anything. So, he still has to maintain his grace when dealing with the elven guests coming from afar. Besides, he doesn't have to do anything. He just needs to sit back and be a good tool.

However, the other priests present——

I was so grateful to the elf ranger that I wished I could enshrine her and worship her.

"What are you drawing?"

"Anteroposterior chest X-ray." Gretel didn't even raise his head as he wrote, brushed, brushed, brushed --

It's pitiful. In the past, patients were asked to go to the imaging department to take a X-ray. Before they even returned to the outpatient department, the chest X-ray had already been uploaded to the outpatient doctor's computer. The database was full of movies that needed to be retrieved and studied.

I only worry about too many films, not too few.

I don’t know how lucky I am when I travel here. I need to draw chest X-rays and other things one by one in order to accumulate information!

"The shadow of the hilus is enlarged and the density is increased...where is the hilus?"

"That," Grete pointed at the center of the paper with the tip of his pen, "is the position between the second rib and the fourth rib."

This is where the pulmonary arteries and veins, bronchial arteries and veins, lymphatic vessels, nerves, and main bronchi enter and leave the lungs. Any organ or tissue that forms the hilar shadow can cause the hilar shadow to increase...

Of course, there is no need to talk to Cerela about these contents. If we continue to talk about it, we might have to find a dwarf to dissect it in detail before we can fully explain it to her. And will the silver dragon girl do it without saying a word just to satisfy her curiosity?

When it came to catching a dwarf, Gretel was completely unsure.

Cerela looked at the drawing on the paper, then squinted her eyes to look at Prince Rosegar. Then, Vigeland stood on tiptoe and crossed Gretel's shoulder, carefully looked at the picture on the paper, then ran to the prince and compared it.

Draw the picture and take a closer look. Next is the second dwarf priest...the third...the fourth...the fifth...

"The lung markings have increased...how can you tell the increase?"

"Compared with normal lung lobes."

“Where are the normal lobes?”

"Look at the upper part, is the texture sparser?"

"I thought it was the stripes on his clothes!"

Gretel hehehe. The dwarf priests around him once again filed past, taking turns in a circle. Prince Rosegar's face turned darker again. Grete looked at it with a smile, thinking silently:

Control anger, control anger... being angry hurts the liver, your face is so dark, it almost looks like a liver disease~~~

Grete moved his pen quickly. After drawing the outline of the lungs, he continued to draw the shadows. This cannot be purely based on memory. Draw a few strokes and take a look; draw a few strokes and take another look. Although this work is tedious, it is the most important part.

:

Where is the most serious disease? Is it stage I pneumoconiosis or stage II pneumoconiosis? Are there any bullae larger than 2cm? Are there anything that looks like tuberculosis? Are there any suspicious tumor-like objects...

Just look carefully with these eyes and record it with a pen!

Serira held her breath and watched from one side. When Grete finished drawing each stroke carefully and began to write the conclusion, she stood next to him and whispered:

"There are small shadows with an overall density of level 1, and the distribution range reaches at least two lung areas... What does this mean? What is density level 1? How big is a small shadow? There are also lung areas... This is not just two lungs

?"

"Oh, the lung area is divided like this, you see, from the top to the bottom -" Gretel gestured patiently and well on Prince Rosega, and the six heads looked up together with his fingertips,

Let’s bow our heads together:

"...Draw a straight line and divide it into three equal parts, which are the upper, middle and lower lung areas. The two left and right lungs are six lung areas. Small shadows are shadows less than 10mm in diameter..."

"But your painting is so big!"

"Oh, this is not measured on paper, it is compared with a standard piece."

"What about standard films?"

Grete pointed to his head.

The standard film for humans, he memorized it by heart when he was in school and at work; the standard film for dwarves, he inspected hundreds or thousands of dwarves and asked Bernard to stand among them with the [Endless Ink Pen].

Behind the scenes, peeking at each other, summarizing, making up my mind...

Alas, fortunately he is an emergency doctor, and fortunately their old director is very strict. In the words of the old director:

"Emergency doctors need to know a little bit about everything. The doctors in the ECG room are responsible for seeing the ECG, and the doctors in the imaging department are responsible for the chest X-ray report. If someone else's report comes out, your patient will die!"

Grete thought nostalgically. If he died, he would not know who would be there to take care of him. The emergency department could not keep people in place, and two people left before. If he died again, he might have to ask the old director to come in person - the old man.

The director is 63 years old and is about to retire and re-employ...

His eyebrows were slightly curved, and he allowed himself to disperse his thoughts, recalling the old director's voice and smile. When he came back to his senses, five dwarfs crowded around him, each holding a book in his hand, writing one stroke after another.

, the painting made my forehead sweat.

Standing on tiptoes, stretching out his neck, shoulder to shoulder. While painting, he had to hold his breath hard to prevent his hot breath from blowing on Gretel's neck and annoying him.

Gretel suddenly felt soft.

——Large-volume whole-lung lavage, for him, this kind of operation was just done casually out of compassion. There were too many things that were of similar or more important importance to him. But.

, for these dwarf priests...

This technology is the life and health of their compatriots.

"You don't have to draw like this." He sighed and took out a few pieces of paper:

"I'll copy it for you."

The white paper flutters like a butterfly, and is stained by ink in the blink of an eye.

Frontal chest X-ray, lateral chest X-ray, and taking sputum cells for bacterial culture. Grete tried his best and did all the tests he could. As for coagulation function, he could only——

"Rosega, make a small cut on your hand - just a very small cut. I'll see how long it takes to stop the bleeding..."

Without a modern laboratory, without all the instruments and medicines, we can only start with this simple method... What? Four infectious diseases?

Hahahaha, I can only hope that the life of dwarves will not be chaotic... As for the possibility of infecting the doctor, I have done so many surgeries before, including a lung cleaning.

In any case, the results of all the tests that could be done were pretty good. After a whole day of preparation, early the next morning, a green vine silently penetrated into Prince Rosegar's lungs.

"So that's it!" The silver dragon girl stood beside Gretel the whole time, occupying the best view:

"Just pour the water in, and then suck it out! Hey, why don't you pour more water? If you pour more water, the washing will be cleaner!"

"Miss, those are lungs! A living person's lungs! If you fill them with too much, they will burst!" Gretel spat out something, without looking back, and said to the dwarf priest behind him:

"The physiological saline must be sterile, otherwise it will easily cause pulmonary infection - remember, the physiological saline injected into the lungs must be boiled for half an hour beforehand. I will talk about the sterile operation separately later;

Pay attention to the temperature. When entering the body, control it at 34 to 37 degrees Celsius. If it is too high, the lungs will feel uncomfortable, and if it is too low, it will cause spasm;

Pay attention to the amount of liquid. If you are not sure, use your secret eye to see if the liquid level is higher than the bronchus, and then use [Detection Magic] to look at the lungs..."

Brushing your back may seem like a simple operation, but there are at least a dozen or twenty key points that need to be paid attention to. From whether the patient should lie on his back or side, to what to pay attention to when intubating, to the concentration and speed of oxygen administration.



Every point is related to the success rate of the operation and even the life of the patient.

Gretel really didn't know how those priests of the Lord of Glory Church dared to perform surgery forcibly when they didn't know anything - maybe they had found another technical way?

The pastors of the Church of the Glory were feeling depressed. Archbishop Geroni was even more depressed. He pointed at Bishop Klind's bowed head and reprimanded him like a storm:

"How did you do it? I told you repeatedly to be careful, to be careful, not to kill people, and to choose people who can be controlled. How could you still make such a big mistake? Huh? You are so lazy that after washing your lungs

You can't do this if you stay with the people for a few more days and see if they don't cause any problems?"

If Grete heard what he said, he must applaud him. - Whenever the patient may be in danger, he must be hospitalized for a few days for observation, and if necessary, put into the ICU. If there is an accident during lung lavage, it may be due to a technique problem.

Not staying in hospital for observation is definitely a matter of attitude...

"The man who died, his brother's faith was not pious, and you didn't know that?! Now that something has happened, we can't preach outside. How are you going to make up for it?"

"Your Excellency the Archbishop." Bishop Klind knelt down on one knee, his head hung low. Even if he was feeling turbulent in his heart, he did not dare to raise his head and roar, and even tried to be as respectful as possible:

"The top priority now is to ensure that our king selection is successful. As long as the king selection is successful and the Black Rock tribe uses the power of the new king to successfully move into the royal court, then we can slowly influence these dwarves and promote the glory of our lord."

"Easier said than done!—what are you going to do?"

"In the King Selection Battle, candidates are not allowed to wear other equipment except for the armor they have made in advance, and they are not allowed to receive blessings from spellcasters. However, it is not impossible to prepare in advance to improve the candidates' combat effectiveness."

"You mean?" Archbishop Geroni's eyebrows were lowered, unmoving. Bishop Klind raised his head slightly, glanced at his expression quickly, and lowered his head deeply again:

"The mark of the pious.—For this I will give my blood."

The mark of a pious person is derived from magic tattoos and certain tattoos of barbarians. Over the years, the Inquisition has fought in the north and south, and has indeed stolen a lot of good things, and also magically modified a lot of good things. This kind of tattoo can stimulate

The subject's body can enhance strength, agility, pain tolerance, resist negative effects, etc...

The intensity of the effect is directly related to the tattoo area. The only problem is that its main material is the blood voluntarily donated by the priests.

"Since you volunteered, then so be it." Archbishop Geroni's voice was indifferent, neither sad nor happy:

"In the past few days, you have been praying behind closed doors, adjusting your physical and mental condition, and trying to get yourself as close to our Lord as possible."

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