Chapter 569 The seriously ill valley and the blue well water
Gretel's teaching surgery was twice as slow as his usual speed. While operating, he explained:
"Don't use brute force when doing this kind of surgery, just follow the direction of the skin and muscles. Cut slowly, don't rush..."
"Anything on the red side that is white, turned over, or looks a bit rotten should be removed. Draw a circle around it, and then lift up the surrounding skin flaps..."
"You need to memorize the anatomy. For the sole of the foot, if the skin is lifted, there is basically a fibrous sheath just below the big toe. Use a small hook to slowly open it, clamp the blood vessels, and then cut off..."
"When you encounter an adherent part, you must separate it bit by bit along the trend. Don't pull it randomly, and don't cut it directly with a knife... Tsk, the fiber sheath here is a little damaged, you have to let it grow back..."
"First use a tourniquet, and then clamp it along the blood vessels. There won't be a lot of bleeding. Don't rush to throw away the treatment. Sometimes it will cause adhesions. Just press it with gauze first..."
His movements were light and dexterous, cutting, lifting, loosening, clamping, and cutting off. Every detail was clear and distinct. Pastor Anthony and Little John, one on each side, handed him instruments, retracted hooks, and used gauze to press and suck blood. At the same time, their eyes widened.
Watch to death:
"Ah... I don't think I can do it even after seeing it..."
"My eyes are good, but my hands are not very good..."
"The main thing is to cut it with one knife, and I have no idea what's underneath..."
"That's why I asked you to memorize the map!" Grete's men kept saying, lightly saying:
"Before I leave, have you finished memorizing all the maps I gave you? Have you finished memorizing them? That's good. I'll give you another batch..."
"No!"
The two priests screamed in unison.
After Grete's operation, it didn't even take half an hour. He removed the hemangioma, repaired the fibrous sheath that was damaged in the previous operation, and the surgically guided defective skin flaps grew back together.
【Delay the pain】As soon as the treatment was withdrawn, the patient jumped off the operating table with great energy, and the soles of his feet were as smooth as new.
Robert Knight took his son out with great gratitude. Little John sent them out of the hospital, and within half an hour, the bald bishop came and killed them fiercely.
"I heard you have a new spell to teach?"
The bald bishop slapped his hand on the table... He stopped his efforts at the last moment and only blew up a few blank sheets of paper. It was a close call. Grete looked like he was writing a spell scroll. If it was written crookedly, Grete
You have to jump up and chase him!
"Yes, there are many." Gretel raised his head from the large parchment and smiled at him:
"I have been out for four years and have produced a lot of things. Ultrasound exploration, local analgesia, electrocardiogram, blood tests and blood transfusions... there are many, many magic techniques to teach. You can prepare people for me!"
Every word was like a hammer, banging on the Bishop's forehead. The round bald head became brighter and brighter, sparks flying everywhere.
Ultrasound examination! It was what he saw yesterday. It was used by Little Grete to observe the girl's heart. It could see the blood flow in the heart;
Local pain relief! Use a first-level spell to replace the third-level tranquility spell! Although the effect is a bit worse, sometimes, especially for limb surgery, you don’t need such a strong spell;
Electrocardiogram... Little Gretel used it two days ago. It can directly see the heartbeat;
Blood tests and blood transfusions... Ischemia has always been a shortcoming of magical treatment. Being able to make up for this link will have an immediate effect on the recovery of combat effectiveness!
He rubbed his hands and rubbed the soles of his shoes left and right on the floor, rubbing right and left, a little impatient. Finally, he waited for Grete to finish copying a scroll before he asked in a low voice:
"When will you start teaching?"
"In two days?" Gretel rolled up the parchment and handed it to him:
"I'm going to see a group of patients with my teacher tomorrow. The road is quite far, and I probably won't be able to make it back and forth in the same day. I'll start teaching when I get back, which will give you time to memorize the spells and learn them!"
"Well……"
Four divine arts. Even four first-level divine arts must be learned within two days...
The bald bishop weighed it and felt that he was in trouble. As for the young priests below, if they can learn a magical skill in two days, they will be lucky. No, wait, it is best to stay with Little Grete. What do you not understand?
Yes, let him teach you anytime!
"I will go with you!"
"No need." Gretel shook his head quickly:
"I plan to open a free clinic in the city, and by the way, let the healers practice on these patients. First, I will give free treatment to the neighbors who have watched me grow up, and if they can see it, I will benefit other poor people. This matter...
for you?"
"Who can come? Are there any restrictions?"
"Anyone can come!" Gretel brushed, brushed, brushed, and began to write the second scroll:
"Anyone from the Spring Water Temple can come if they want! As long as they are willing to help me and treat these poor people for free, what if I teach them?"
The exchange price of a first-level spell in the parliament is no more than 100 gold coins at most. The standard casting cost of a first-level divine spell is 50 gold coins, and the standard casting cost of a third-level spell is 750 gold coins...
By being able to help with free clinics for a few days for free, Gretel saved a lot of money in employment fees! No matter how you calculate it, you've earned it!
Well, even though the money won't reach his pocket...
They briefly discussed a few words. The bald bishop obliged and took on the responsibility of organizing free clinics:
He was very familiar with this matter. Most of the neighbors who had watched Gretel grow up were family members of the City Guards. They were within the influence of the Temple of the God of War. Manpower, space, and notifications were all convenient.
As for Grete, early the next morning, he, Elder Erwin, Cerela, and Bernard set out on the road to the Valley of Strange Diseases.
With the horses' hooves in hand, they trudged across the mountains and rivers. Gretel, Elder Erwin, and Cerela, each with a phantom colt, filed in. They set out early in the morning, and at nearly noon, they arrived at the valley that Viscount Joan mentioned.
Bernard rode Apa, sometimes to the front of the team, sometimes to the back, running around, and even taking a few steps to the edge to nibble on the grass. From the looks of it, he was the most comfortable in the team.
A cool and relaxing one.
However, when they arrived outside the valley, Appa suddenly snorted, opened his big nostrils, and sniffed a few times. Then, his four legs stuck to the ground and refused to go any further.
"Apa? What's wrong? Let's go!"
Bernard patted its head hard. The Silver Moon Deer shook its huge horns and remained motionless. Instead, it took a few steps back. Gretel jumped off the Phantom Colt, ran over and hugged the giant deer's head and rubbed it:
"Apa, what's wrong? Are you unwilling to go? Is there danger ahead?"
He closed his eyes slightly, mobilized his memory inherited by the oak staff, and activated the animal communication technique. After a while, his brows gradually wrinkled:
"Apa said, it's very annoying up front, very annoying." He turned to Elder Erwin, a little confused:
"Apa said that the soil, water flow, and vegetation in front are all wrong. The whole nature is injured and withered...it doesn't want to step in there..."
"Apa's senses are very keen." Elder Erwin stopped the Phantom Horse and praised him. He then cast a sidelong glance at Gretel:
"You didn't feel it?"
Grete chuckled and pretended to be stupid with the teacher. Was it naturally injured? Withered? Where is it? The grass around him looked quite green...
Feel nature? Communicate with nature? What is that? Until now, he has only half-learned the skills to communicate with animals. The skills to communicate with plants, sorry, can only command seeds to grow into vines.
"You child..."
The elder sighed. Alas, what kind of divine enlightenment, what kind of natural priest, I knew it was fake from the beginning. But it is the shortcomings of this kind of communication skills and sensing ability that I have to find a way to make up for him...
Amid Grete's sneer, the old man leaned down, touched the grass beside the road, grabbed a ball of soil and twisted it, and then took a handful of water from the stream. His long white eyebrows were tightly tangled:
"Why did it deteriorate so quickly...it wasn't like this last time I came here..."
He was sensing on one side, and Gretel was on the other, brushing and pulling weeds, shoveling soil, and guiding water to pour into the bottle. Sensing does not exist, and the detection may not have reagents, but sampling still needs to be taken...
After finishing the work, Gretel coaxed Appa for a while, and finally made him agree to move forward. The group of people filed into the valley and entered the village. Gretel's face darkened.
"Teacher," he murmured, "the people here are a bit seriously ill..."
As far as I could see, people of all ages, men and women, were all hunched over and walking slowly. They often coughed and felt weak. Some people even frowned and pressed their kidneys while walking, as if they were in constant pain.
In a tall wooden house at the entrance of the village, the only well-dressed man hurriedly came out. He looked at the appearance and clothes of Grete and his group, then hurried forward and bowed deeply:
"Are you the Lords of the Natural God Sect? Yesterday, the Lord of the City sent a message saying that you were entrusted to come here to treat the villagers."
Seeing Grete's slight nod, he bent even lower, nodded and bowed, and invited everyone into the house. Then he went out and shouted:
"Come here! Come here! The Lord of the City has shown great mercy and invited priests from the Natural God Church to treat you! Why don't you bring the patients at home over here? What are you waiting for!"
After shouting twice, there was rustling outside, and soon there was movement. The man quickly returned, picked up a pot of tea, and poured it for the master and disciples one by one:
"Everyone, please feel free to drink. This water is brought from a spring twenty miles outside the mountain. It is very sweet. After the Lord of the City sent the news, I went out to fetch water last night..."
"So, you also know that the water in this valley is wrong?"
Elder Erwin suddenly asked softly. At the same time, Gretel got up and walked around to the back of the house, found a well, and cast a spell. A stream of crystal well water fell into the cup. Gretel only glanced at it and frowned tightly.
Up:
"Teacher, this water... is actually blue!"
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