Chapter 500: After treatment is completed, how much will it cost?
Grete closed his eyes slightly, and five vines floated out of each palm of his hands, clinging to his fingers, winding forward.
Since becoming a fifth-level priest, especially since the intensive diagnosis and treatment in the following period, Grete has become more and more comfortable in using vines. The ten vines are like the extension of ten fingers. They move gently with the movements of the fingertips, drilling into them.
, stab, hook, scratch...
Gretel slightly raised the corners of her lips. It is really easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Compared with the mosquito-type vascular forceps used in the previous life, the movements of the vines are lighter and more agile, and the feedback feedback is more accurate. Use it.
If you lose the vine, you can't go back.
In addition to being unable to touch the temperature, of course, the vascular forceps also cannot touch the vines, as if they are growing directly from the fingertips!
There was a circle of people standing around Gretel at the table, and they didn't dare to express their anger. Looking at his left thumb, the index finger was slightly clasped inward, and then slightly opened outward. The index finger of his right hand was suddenly raised and retracted.
, straighten immediately, thrust out
The vines on the fingertips also tightened and thrust forward like a sharp sword.
"What is he doing?"
The old man asked in a low voice. Several high-level spellcasters shook their heads. Only Pastor Matthew's eyes shone: As a servant of the God of Nature, he had never thought that the vines he was used to could make such delicate works.
action.
On the fingertips of the left hand, two vines grabbed two bundles of muscles and separated them slightly to both sides. The vines on the index finger of the right hand shrank slightly with the movement of the fingertips, and then, like a poisonous snake with its head raised, plunged into the space between the two bundles of muscles.
The gap that was opened.
In Gretel's field of vision, or in other words, in the incorporeal little snake's field of vision, the tip of the vine glowed slightly, which was a sign that it had been transformed by the magic of the [Demonized Weapon]. The vine swayed from side to side, as if tearing silk.
Pull open the fascia and drill toward the blind end of the rectum.
Rising...rising...have you arrived? The virtual snake's field of vision rose accordingly, and it was level with the tip of the vine. It continued to rise, past what looked like a membrane, and got in. It was black and green, slimy...
Bah, meconium!
That’s right, we’ve reached the blind end of the rectum!
Grete's right index finger was slightly bent, and the tip of the vine stopped, coiled in a circle, and made a small mark. Then, the second, third, and fourth...
Smooth green vines, as thick as hair, rushed in. The ten vines were like a delicate spider web, gently opening, wrapping the slightly bulging blind end of the rectum.
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
"Ok?"
"Done?"
Several voices rushed to ask. Gretel shook his head silently and lowered his gaze. He put it in his chest pocket, stretched out a root of the oak staff, took out a vial from his space bag, and brought it to his lips.
Grete cherished a sip. A cool feeling rushed to his forehead, and he was refreshed. He felt that he had endless energy, and his control of the vines became more and more sensitive:
He had already undergone an operation during the day, and another operation in the middle of the night. Without mental supplements, he really couldn't bear it.
Next to Grete, Archmage Novak glanced sideways at the old man. The old man raised his eyebrows and nodded lightly:
Could it be that my family can’t even afford a spiritual supplement?
Don’t worry, I will definitely return it to him!
Grete had no energy to watch their lawsuits. He lowered his eyes again and entered a peaceful semi-meditative state:
The battle has just begun.
There are so many blood vessels around the rectum. The superior rectal artery, middle rectal artery, and inferior rectal artery are like a thin spider web, gently but tightly wrapping the rectum.
Not to mention the internal rectal venous plexus and the external rectal venous plexus, named after "plexus", you can imagine how troublesome it will be once bleeding occurs in this place.
There are also nerves, lymph, and various other organs, which will be touched if you make any big movements!
His expression became serious unknowingly, and the movements of his fingertips were so gentle that they could not be seen without paying attention. In his previous life, when he was anastomosing blood vessels under a microscope, the amplitude was only this subtle.
Free, free, blunt separation. The vine sticks tightly to the outer wall of the rectum, leaving not even a millimeter of space. The tighter the stick, the better it can avoid damaging other organs.
The little snake first swam over and observed to make sure that there were no blood vessels or nerves here. Then, the tip of the [Devilized Weapon] attribute was slightly lowered to separate the rectal fascia and bladder fascia. Then, observe again and separate again.
Don't be slow and swim upward.
Eh!
There is a fistula here!
Another vine rose from the fingertips. It was wrapped with a glass wire with a diameter of less than 1 mm, squeezed through the gap, and came to the fistula. Gretel's fingertips gently touched the end of the glass wire, and the clean white light curved and followed.
Glass strands flow in.
In the previous life, the fistula needed to be exposed, freed and ligated. If it was too troublesome, the rectal wall had to be removed. In this world, a treatment for minor injuries is enough.
Under the little snake's illusory gaze, the fistula on the bladder wall grew, closed, and disappeared. The vines retreated and carefully followed the fistula along the outside of the rectum. Adhesions would inevitably occur and continued to free the outer wall of the rectum.
One millimeter, two millimeters, three millimeters.
One centimeter, two centimeters.
Three centimeters.
Is it long enough?
Try it?
The vine at the tip of the right index finger raised its head again. The sharp tip wandered to the blind end of the rectum, passing through the bottom muscle layer like a small snake. Then there were one or two vines, replacing the two thick silk threads, strangling the muscle layer.
Pull downward.
Well, it seems that the length is enough, and it can still remain loose when it is pulled to the anal opening... This is good, it will not cause scarring stenosis, and there is no need to free it more.
The remaining eight vines quickly retreated, surrounding the holes of the puborectalis muscle and anal sphincter, evenly arranged, and stretched outward.
support!
support!
Open the opening wide to make way for the rectum to pass through!
Don’t be afraid of exerting too much force. The stretching ability of the sphincter is beyond ordinary people’s imagination. As long as it doesn’t cause muscle tear, just pull it!
Pulling through the section of the striated muscle complex, the healing technique flashed again, fixing the rectum in the muscle ring without tension. In the previous life, absorbable sutures would have been used here to slowly connect them together, but now, the healing technique
Clearly doing better.
The blind end of the rectum was continued to be pulled down. There was a silent commotion at the edge of the table. A pink intestine was actually dragged out of the sparse tunnel made of green vines!
"Is it okay?"
"Is it cured?"
Grete shook his head slightly. He closed his eyes and calmed down the dizziness caused by high-intensity operation, and his voice was hoarse:
"Brother Matthew, the attractor."
"OK!"
Pastor Matthew once again took out a seed. He held it in the palm of his hand and compared the diameter with the rectum that was dragged out of the body. A thin hollow vine grew in the wind. Grete made a cross-shaped incision at the blind end of the rectum, and the vine
He inserted it without hesitation.
At the other end of the vine, a thin whirlwind replaced the suction device, sucking out the meconium cleanly.
"call……"
"Finally pulled it out..."
"Thank God..."
There was a sound of reassuring exhalation all around. Grete watched closely as the meconium flowed out, rinsed it with saline and then with holy water to prevent infection. Then, he cut the perianal skin and started anastomosis.
Even after reaching this step, you can't relax. The internal and external venous plexuses around the anus are so annoying, and blood will surge if you are not careful. When we were undergoing surgery together in the previous life, I often heard the anorectal doctor complain...
The scalpel has a cold light, and ten green vines swing back and forth like butterflies in flowers. Cut the skin flap, and strictly control the depth of the knife without hurting the veins below. Very good, the depth and curvature of this knife are good, little snake
The location indicated is also very accurate.
Before the blood could gush out, the tissue forceps formed by the mage's hands had already closed the incised rectal wall. The healing technique was applied, very good, it was successfully closed, and then the next piece was cut!
One more piece!
One more piece...
Finish!
A perfect circle!
A smile appeared on Gretel's face. He stretched out his fingertips, and a vine raised its tip knowingly, and gently poked the child's anus. In full view of everyone, the newly sutured skin shrank inward, showing a round shape.
Circular wrinkles.
"alright……"
Grete softly uttered two words. He quickly put the scalpel and glass fiber into the space bag. These two need to be disinfected at high temperature and can be used again later. As for the vines, they can be directly dispersed. Seeds?
No more!
Anyway, if it’s not enough, you can still plant it. Anyway, with some magic, it only takes one day from planting to harvest. Anyway, as long as the seeds are soaked in disinfectant, sterile operation can be guaranteed...
"Is it really better?"
“It’s really good!”
The high-ranking protagonist of the Temple of the Spring Goddess unlocked the tranquility spell; the Bishop of the God of War couldn't wait to pick up the child, turned it over, and turned it over in his hands; the baby started crying, but the old man was full of smiles and reached out to pick up the child, turning it over and over.
look……
The newborn baby was passed from one person's hand to another. In this group of high-level spellcasters and high-level warriors, everyone's eyes were filled with wonder:
Is it really cured?
Is this cured?
Just these few vines were inserted into the body for more than half an hour, and there seemed to be no big movement. So it was cured?
The extraordinary power was released without hesitation, flowing from their fingertips to the child's skin, traveling around the body and returning to the fingertips. Soon, the healers were delighted to discover:
It’s really cured!
Extraordinary power flows smoothly without any obstruction!
Amidst the joy and excitement in the room, Gretel was exhausted and threw himself on the table. After an unknown amount of time, he felt someone forcefully shake him awake. In the darkness of the room, only the aquiline nose of Archmage Novak shone brightly.
before:
"Hey, Grete, wake up! The master is asking you what you want...it seems too small to underestimate you to just give money..."
"Whatever..." Gretel's mind was buzzing and he couldn't turn around at all. After being shaken twice by Archmage Novak, he became even more dizzy and blurted out according to the habit of his previous life:
"If it doesn't work, just give me a banner... just write a few words and hang it up at the hospital..."
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