It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 443: How many people do I have to cure when changing the totem spirit? (Additional Update 6 by the Leader of the Riding Tiger and Pig Ye Alliance)
Chapter 443: How many people do I have to cure when changing the totem spirit? (Additional Update 6 by the Leader of the Riding Tiger and Pig Ye Alliance)
Gretel looked at Cerela.
Cerira looked at Gretel.
They looked at each other in silence.
For a moment, Gretel was walking behind him, and someone ran up to him. A skinny, middle-aged healer squeezed out of the crowd and hurried to the front:
"I'll come! I'll treat you! No need to save your healing power, leave the warriors of our village to me!"
A mid-level warrior!
What a precious fighting force!
There is nothing he can do if he can't do it himself. Someone can help. If he lets the other party decide when to release a few healing spells, is he still a human being?
Serila smiled. She counted silently in her heart: one, two, three... Sure enough, just after counting to three, Gretel shouted:
"Don't come over here!"
"???"
"Don't come here! Stay at least three feet away from the operating table! Don't come close!"
Gretel really wished he could put up a force field barrier and divide the operating room into two sections.
Heck, the sterility standards of the [Shelter Cabin] are not up to standard to begin with, and these people are still trying to improve it!
When you learn this magic, you must find a way to transform it into a laminar flow operating room!
The middle-aged healer stood still reflexively. He sang softly and shook the bone staff with a clatter.
In the sound of chanting, the antlers on the head and the pine cones stuffed with moss on the head of the staff shone brightly at the same time.
From dark brown to light brown, from light brown to reddish
A ray of red light shrouded Sevi. At the same time, Gretel's mind moved slightly, and the hemostatic forceps formed by the mage's hands suddenly let go.
The blood vessels were beating vigorously, and the bright red blood flowed along the brachial artery and poured into the newly connected arm.
Eighty-nine pairs of eyes stared at that right arm. One second, two seconds...
The middle-aged healer suddenly let out an exclamation and rushed towards him.
He put his hands behind his back and arched his body, trying not to touch the operating table. His eyes wanted to touch the palm of his severed hand:
"It's red, it's red!"
That pale, cold arm that had been away from the human body for at least two meals
From the palm to the fingertips, little by little, a faint blood color appeared!
He was beaming with joy. Behind him, the elders were pushing and shoving, and they all came together to take a look.
Elder Brock even held his breath, stretched out his arm far away, and touched carefully with his fingertips:
"It's warm! It's warm!"
According to the teacher's teachings and his own experience, when it becomes red and warm, the attached arm has already lived more than half of its life!
And from the beginning to now, the Nordmark priest, the fifth-level priest of the God of Nature, has only used one healing spell!
When joining the blood vessels, he didn't even release a formal spell, but just drew energy and used the silver rod to tap a little on the wound...
If this can reconnect the severed limb... if, with such a small amount of effort, the arm can be reattached...
Elder Brock trembled all over, his feather crown and feather cloak rustled, and lit up slightly visible to the naked eye. Gretel immediately spoke:
"return to!"
How much dust is on your clothes!
Without raising his head, he continued to stare at the wound on his severed arm. The three major blood vessels, the brachial artery, cephalic vein, and basilic vein, were well filled;
Reach out and touch your wrist, under your fingertips, and you can feel the rhythmic beating of your pulse;
The skin began to turn red. I reached out and pressed it and then released it. The whitened skin quickly returned to red. Although it took more than two seconds, it was already expected;
The skin begins to gradually warm up;
The broken end of the wound and the unanastomized small vein end are bleeding profusely!
very good!
Blood circulation is restored!
Seize the time to anastomose all the blood vessels, and then start repairing the muscles and tendons!
Grete began to work attentively again. The mage's hands deformed, lengthened, and narrowed according to his thoughts, taking on the appearance of a long tweezers:
It is about 18 centimeters in length and can be held comfortably in the hand, but the tip is less than a millimeter wide.
The slender tip is equipped with extremely small tweezers, which can firmly hold the blood vessel from the muscle and prevent it from loosening and slipping.
Although the dwarves helped him use blood vessel clamps, the instruments used to repair blood vessels during replantation of severed limbs would still be more precise.
Besides, it’s troublesome to sterilize the equipment in this wilderness. If you can shape it with the hands of a mage, you don’t need to use ready-made equipment...
Gretel held the mage's hand and moved forward while holding his breath. The tweezers opened and closed forward to clamp a blood vessel that was only thicker than a hair.
Use force, use a little force, close, gently pull
The broken blood vessels, which can only be seen clearly under a magnifying glass, are held forward by the hands of the mage.
Aligning the two sides, the other mage's hand holds the silver rod forward, and gently touches the glass wire at the end of the silver rod at the break...
From the beginning to the end, the mage's hand hanging in the air did not shake at all.
Obviously, the owner's spirit in controlling it is as strong as steel, without any slack or wavering.
Serila watched with a breathless expression. It wasn't until the blood vessel was connected that she took two deep breaths:
"Grete, do you want to take a rest? Isn't this too tiring?"
"I'm fine." Grete said with a slight smile in his voice, without even raising his head. "Don't worry, this surgery is not tiring. I can support it."
He was really not tired. Compared to the replantation of a severed limb in his previous life, compared to any major surgery in his previous life, today's surgery was much easier.
If it were a previous life, the severed and defective blood vessels would have required stitches to sew them up. The needles and threads used were only one-third as thick as a human hair, and the needles could break when inserted into the cloth.
The doctor's hands must use a needle holder to hold a curved needle that is thinner than a hair. Continuous through sutures, interrupted through sutures, intussusception sutures, and a blood vessel requires 8 to 12 stitches...
But now, all it takes is clamping, apposition, and treatment.
A major surgery, a major surgery that takes more than 4 hours, can be shortened to less than 1 hour, or even shorter, with treatment.
The translucent mage's hand moved gently in the air. The amplitude was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Occasionally, the tip of the mage's hand will shine with a little white light, smaller than a grain of rice, fainter than the tail of a firefly, and much more subtle than the first healing spell summoned by a priest's apprentice.
However, in this little, almost imperceptible movement, blood vessels are anastomosed and muscles and tendons are repaired.
The severed nerves were carefully sorted out, and then bundled one by one, one by one, and patiently and carefully combined.
They were criss-crossed and connected with each other. Grete sat for hour after hour under the bright shadowless lamp without moving his body or raising his head.
Cerira lay down and then sat up, sat up and then lay down again. Further away, the healers headed by Elder Brock switched their left foot for the right foot, and their right foot for their left foot...
Just, watching like this is really, really boring, I have no idea what he is doing...
The elders have begun to whisper among themselves:
"What do you think of this treatment?"
"It's very time-consuming. I've seen Brock cast a spell and half an arm grew out of nothing. It only took a cup of tea. How long did it take him to do this?"
"...But this consumes so little! I can do it even if the spell fluctuates!"
"But tell me, can we do it ourselves?"
"It seems very simple, just get it right and throw in a healing spell... But it feels like it needs to be very detailed, and I can't do it with those tools."
"Yeah, it looks simple, but I always feel that if I do it myself, I won't be able to handle it well."
"If he is willing to teach, maybe he can learn some of it?"
"Then do you think he is willing to teach?"
"In exchange for the totem spirit?"
"Our tribe doesn't have any extras... How about saving one from several tribes and begging him to tell it to us together?"
"What a good idea... Willard from the Blue Bird Tribe is my brother-in-law. I remember there is also a Blue Falcon Spirit over there..."
"Green Falcon is too strong, can't he be replaced? Let's ask the Gray River Tribe. They swallowed up a small tribe a few years ago, and the raven from that tribe is pretty good..."
The healers were talking in low voices. Cerira glanced over there without leaving any trace, and then took another look, secretly thinking about what kind of spirit body she should get for Gretel:
It needs to have strong buffs, it needs to be able to fight, it needs to be beautiful, and it needs to be dignified when taken out. Preferably, it needs to be furry.
When Grete is in a daze, she can take the opportunity to catch him and stroke him!
Well, I wonder who among these barbarians has a wolf spirit? The last time I picked a mount, Gretel seemed to be very interested in the silver wolf...
The silver dragon girl's eyes were spinning wildly, one thought after another, murmuring upwards. Finally, Gretel straightened up and stretched greatly:
"Celera, healing! Once the skin is healed, just scan it from top to bottom again!"
"okay!"
The silver dragon girl jumped up energetically.
Treat minor injuries, then another one to treat minor injuries, throw a few balls of white light over, the skin is damaged, bruises and bruises are treated;
Make another one to treat moderate injuries, punch it from above the broken part of the arm to the fingertips at the bottom, and sweep it over bit by bit;
Finally, pick up your arms and look through it again
"No problem, okay! Hey, get up!"
With a clap of his slender hands, the confinement technique was released. Sevi jumped off the floating saucer and touched his right arm with disbelief on his face, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and then pinched one by one from thumb to little finger. Really! It's real.
Yes! You can feel it on both hands and the fingertips of both hands!
He waved his arms, clenched his fists, and then turned sideways to gain momentum. Before Gretel had time to stop him, he saw him throw two fists in the air, and the sound of breaking wind could be heard above his fists.
Grete: "...Don't move! Come here! Let me check your arm! Don't use too much force, start rehabilitation step by step, be careful that some areas haven't grown yet!"
Sevi turned to Gretel with a face full of ecstasy. With a plop, he fell to the ground. When he raised his head again, his face was covered with tears:
"Sir! Benefactor! Sai Wei's life is yours from now on!"
Thank you, I don’t really want it. By the way, how many contribution points can be counted by connecting the arm of such a mid-level warrior?
Is it enough to exchange for one tenth of a totem spirit?
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