Chapter 562: How to remove wisdom teeth without equipment?
Sir Levi's face was blank, and several knights were almost yawning as they watched the operation. Only Captain Cullen stared at the light screen with his eyes tightly, without blinking.
This middle-aged man looked at the experimental dog lying motionless on the operating table through the light screen. His thick eyebrows were tangled and he was full of worry:
After a while, will his little Avril lie unconscious on the bed like this, with a vine inserted into her veins?
"Hey, don't worry." Master Anthony came over to comfort him:
"Gretel is always sure to take action. Besides, isn't there a teacher inside?"
The "teacher" was also watching like the students at this time. Although they could not share the view of the little snake, through X-rays, they could also see how the vines traveled inside the dog's body:
It goes up along the femoral vein, penetrates into the heart, exits the heart, and reaches the blood vessels. Then, the white light of the treatment flickers faintly at the contact point between the aorta and the catheter...
"Okay! It's done!"
"Is it really finished? How is it inside that blood vessel?"
The bald bishop couldn't wait to touch it. When he pressed his fingers, it was a little hard and a little tough, and he could no longer feel the fluctuations in the blood vessels. Grete smiled and made a gesture:
"Cut it open and take a look?"
"Huh? Can I cut it?"
"Of course you can! Hey, don't insert the scissors so deep, be careful not to injure other organs, and don't twist it! If you twist it, it will be the aorta and pulmonary artery! Forget it, let me cut it..."
With a click of the scissors, the previously hollow blood vessels have become solid!
Of course, if the human body grows naturally, this should be the pulmonary ligament; the one created by Gretel will not become a ligament, so it will have to be filled with connective tissue.
You know, patent ductus arteriosus, one of the sequelae of interventional treatment is blood leakage!
The two elders looked left and right, and finally felt relieved. Gretel withdrew the mithril threads and vines, healed the femoral vein wound, and closed the chest layer by layer. The treatment techniques were applied layer by layer, including the ribs, pleura, and muscles.
Subcutaneous tissue…
The tranquilizing spell was lifted, and the experimental dog got up on the spot. As soon as the operating room door opened, he ran out happily. Captain Cullen grabbed him, touched him up and down, and touched him from beginning to end.
Except for the fact that the left half of the body, from the forelimbs to the left hind leg, was completely shaved, there is no other abnormality. He is a good, lively dog.
"How's it going? Are you relieved now?"
Elder Erwin walked out slowly, leaned against the door frame, and looked at him with a smile. Captain Cullen half-knelt on the ground, raised his head and laughed in embarrassment, smiling with red eyes:
"My little Avril...is really getting better now..."
Well, you can’t cry while holding a dog! Look, that dog is going to bite you!
After struggling for a while, Grete washed his hands, changed his clothes, and came out to comfort them. Captain Cullen wiped away his nose and tears, and finally made up his mind:
"Little Avril, I'm leaving it to you! Just treat it as you say!"
"Okay!... But it has to be tomorrow. I'll keep my spirits up. I'll do it again tomorrow when I have enough spell slots..."
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"
Gretel let out a long breath. Thank God, the persuasion work is finally over, and the operation can be performed tomorrow!
Well, my mental energy has been almost exhausted today. Find a place to have a good sleep and recuperate the spirit...or meditate? Where should I meditate? In the hospital? Or go to the Mage Tower?
It’s really time to pay a visit to Master Gehrman’s place...
While I was thinking this, two heads came over, one from the left and the other from the right:
"Mage Nordmark? Is it convenient for you to speak now?"
Yes, Robert Knight, Sir Reeves. Gretel turned his mind and pulled out a label:
Difficult and complicated disease, treatment failed.
Since it is a difficult and complicated disease, as the director of the hospital, he has to shoulder the burden. Gretel wiped his face and changed into a smile meant for work:
"No problem. You two, would you like to sit on the sidelines?"
The three of them moved their positions, entered the clinic, and gave in again. Robert Knight was not doing it for himself, but because his eldest son's injury was a bit troublesome. Gretel asked him to bring someone to see the doctor tomorrow or in two or three days.
.If anything happens, let’s talk about it after seeing it.
Then Sir Reeves came on the scene. This old man sat down in front of Gretel, tilted his head habitually, held his cheeks, and began to sigh:
"My tooth hurts so much..."
Complaining of toothache. Gretel silently made a mental note, remembering the old man who complained of toothache in Nevis and was diagnosed with a myocardial infarction.
By the way, what happened to the old man? There seemed to be an emergency at the banquet, and he was dragged away, so he didn’t pay attention... Did he have a heart attack? Was he rescued?
I hope this is not a myocardial infarction. If it is a myocardial infarction, I can still save it. If it is not a myocardial infarction, but simply a toothache, I will not take advantage of it!
Grete retracted his thoughts and asked pleasantly:
"Which part hurts? How many days has it been hurting?"
"That's it..." Sir Levi tried his best to grow his cheeks and pointed to the deepest side with his finger: "The very edge..."
Yes, molars, even wisdom teeth. Grete sighed, Pastor Anthony followed beside him, and explained a little aggrievedly:
"I have been undergoing treatment for several days. Each time I tried one treatment, it got better, but the pain started again the next day. I also tried medicines, including cloves, datura water, henbane preparations, and calendula soaked in water.
I tried gargling my mouth and everything, but it still hurts the next day..."
Grete silently asked him to sit on the chair, and tried to raise his head. A piece of illumination flew into his mouth, and his teeth struck one after another. The situation was obvious:
Pain in lower right second molar.
The gums next to the molars are all red and swollen, the most obvious sign of inflammation.
As for the wisdom teeth, they were not visible in the mouth. Grete counted them again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... not eight. There was no third molar, maybe it was buried?
Okay, let's take a dental x-ray. Gretel took out the [Endless Ink Pen], put it behind Sir Levi's head, and activated [Detection Magic]. As soon as the meditation field of view lit up, Gretel sighed.
"This... your wisdom teeth have grown sideways and are directly touching the root of the front tooth! If you leave this alone, the outer tooth will still hurt after ten thousand years of treatment!"
Sir Levi looked at him blankly. Gretel silently summoned [Silent Phantom], pointed at him and told him:
"Look, there is another tooth here, buried under the gum..."
After a lot of effort, it was finally explained clearly. Sir Levi looked at Gretel longingly:
"Mage Nordmark, what should we do?"
...If you ask 10,000 dental surgeons about this question, 10,001 of them will tell you that the nurse next to you will remove the remaining one. However, Gretel...
Gretel wanted to cry.
He is not a dental major! Dental and clinical are two major categories! They are different from the beginning of school!
And he doesn't have any instruments in his hand... Well, when he was in the dwarf kingdom, he should have extorted a set of dental tools...
How to perform this operation?
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