It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 428 Why is it so difficult to communicate with animals! (Updated update 6/7)
Chapter 428 Why is it so difficult to communicate with animals! (Updated update 6/7)
The barbarian tribal gathering, also known as "Akula", is usually held in late autumn and early winter. At this time, the road surface is dry, the water level is low, and the animals on land and in the water have accumulated enough fat.
It's time for a feast.
Of course, the powerful tribe that serves as the host has stocked up on food to entertain guests within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Not all tribes will come. But centered on a certain point, within a radius of several miles, the tribes that can come will try their best to come and participate in this annual grand event of competitions, blind dates, and transactions.
Warriors compete, compete, show off their strength, and win the hearts of beauties: unmarried young women are looking for their favorite partners; spellcasters exchange and learn various skills, and the leaders discuss conquering a powerful monster.
Or start a war...
Every village or tribe that is in good condition attaches great importance to this gathering. Although there is still more than a month, in fact, time is already very tight:
It would take half a month just to walk from Elder Gushan’s village!
"So, we have to walk for so long..."
Cerela was sitting cross-legged on the caravan, muttering as the car swayed, with boredom written all over her face. Looking to the left, there were luxuriant grasses, and to the right, there were luxuriant grasses...
Grete decided to go with Elder Gushan and the others, so she searched for a few books from her aunt and joined the team. The first two days went well, there were many new patients to treat, and many new treatment techniques to see, but after setting off...
…
Just, boring.
"Gretel, let's go back! Wouldn't it be better to continue reading at Auntie's place?" Cerela pouted and complained:
"When they are about to arrive, I will fly you over. How convenient! Why do you have to go with them?"
"Because we have to do an experiment." Grete reassured her with a smile. On the floor of the caravan in front of her, there was a rabbit tied to four green vines, with its legs in the air. The hair on its chest, abdomen, and thighs was all covered with hair.
Shaved cleanly.
How can this kind of experiment of inserting silver wires and vines into the heart of a rabbit, and occasionally using a knife to dissect it, be done in front of Ms. Silver Dragon? The more tolerant people are and do things by themselves, the less likely they are to do it!
Besides, catching rabbits in this wilderness is more convenient than a dragon's nest...
Grete sat cross-legged in front of the rabbit. He closed his eyes slightly, and the vines on his fingertips kept shaking, drilling into the rabbit's body along the femoral artery. While guiding the vines, he observed the silver thread next to the vines under the X-ray of [Detection Magic].
Position, while also letting go of your mind and feeling the situation of the rabbit:
"Ouch!"
Huge fear came over me!
In an instant, Grete's heart beat faster, his hands were covered in cold sweat, and his face turned pale. He was confused, all the vines disappeared immediately, the rabbit jumped up, and the silver thread directly tore open the femoral artery...
"Gretel!"
Cerela screamed. She pounced forward, grabbed the rabbit with her left hand, and pressed the healing technique on her right hand. Before it even touched the rabbit's body, a burst of bright red blood covered her face.
"Don't worry!"
Grete got out of the state of shock and immediately moved forward. He grabbed the rabbit's right leg with his left hand, and pressed it accurately with his right hand, pressing the proximal end of the femoral artery bleeding point. Then, he raised his left hand, moved it quickly, and pressed it with white light on
On the bleeding point.
With each breath, the arteries and blood vessels stretched by the silver wire seemed to be smoothed by an invisible hand. They shrank, healed, and returned to their original shape, leaving no trace of injury.
Serila's eyes widened, she raised her face and opened her lips into an O shape:
"Damn it! You just used one to treat minor injuries!"
"Ah, here's a little trick." Gretel calmed down from the fear of being infected, smiled, and pointed to the rabbit's femoral artery:
"When you see bleeding, your first reaction should be to stop the bleeding. Pounce on it, hold the hemostasis point, and then use the healing technique or other methods. The consumption is very small!"
"But..." Serila wiped the blood on her face, sighed, and quickly cast herself a cleansing spell:
"What should I do if I can't react?"
"Then practice more! I used to..."
"How was it before?" Cerela asked. Seeing Gretel smiling and not answering, she simply recognized the hands of two mages shaking him:
"How was it before? Tell me!"
"Nothing happened... It was the first time I came on stage as an assistant, and I was sprayed with blood all over my face. I stepped back, and the teacher scolded me out of the operating room. At that time, I was still aggrieved, saying that I was afraid of infection, and the teacher said
, you deserve it, who told you not to wear goggles..."
Grete laughed. The smile was both nostalgic and warm:
"I found out later that when I see the bleeding, I press it with gauze as soon as possible, and then use a suction device to suck it away. Next, whether it's suturing or electric cautery to stop the bleeding, the teacher will take care of it anyway... practice a few more times and get rid of it.
Once the instinctive reaction is eliminated, the habit will become natural..."
Are surgeons afraid of blood?
I'm afraid, why aren't I afraid? I'm not afraid of ordinary bleeding, but unexpected heavy bleeding will spray all over my face, spraying onto the shadowless lamp and onto the ceiling of the operating room. No matter how many gauze blocks it is, it won't stop it. After an operation,
When I came down, my two feet were completely covered in blood...
How could you not be afraid?
But for a moment of panic or relaxation, the price paid may be the patient's life.
Therefore, all fears must be forgotten, and all instincts must be suppressed. Concentrate, stay calm, and take all actions to achieve the only set goal:
treat!
treat!
He cured the rabbit, pressed it against the carriage board, and tied it up with vines again. Breathing evenly, calming down, for the nth time, he opened his mind and observed the rabbit's condition.
As a servant of nature, the ability to communicate with animals is a blessing and a constraint. When you can feel its fear, sorrow and pain, when you can feel its little heart beating fiercely, in the face of death
Make one last struggle...
Among nature's servants, few can do it.
Of course, in order to obtain food and fur to keep out the cold, the servants of the God of Nature can still choose to hunt animals. At this time, they often turn off their senses.
But Gretel can't.
He must communicate with animals while shielding from emotional impact and understand all their reactions: cold? hunger? pain? difficulty breathing? nausea and vomiting? itching all over the body?
Not only do you have to do it when you are quiet, but you also have to do it during surgery!
Grete has been practicing for this skill for a long time. He can already communicate in a calm state, but in the operation state, as soon as he relaxes his mind, the line will be disconnected immediately.
The 23rd experiment failed. However, it lasted half a second longer than before... Gretel, come on!
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