Chapter 604: Come and see me, please give a lecture (10,000 rewards plus update 4)
"Come out."
"Out."
"He actually came out alive."
"I still walked out on my own!"
The operating room door opened (actually the hall door opened, Gretel's portable operating room, just cancel the spell), and a group of people filed out:
Mrs. Alva's face was as dark as water, and she was striding forward. Only the students who were most familiar with her could see a hint of relaxation in the fluctuation of her skirt;
Archmage Grom looked shocked. He took two steps, looked back, took another two steps, and turned back again. It seemed that if someone hadn't been following him, he could have rushed back to the room at any time.
Archmage Bennett was even more distraught. He leaned against the wall and turned his head back, almost like a crab. His eyes fell on the injured body and he couldn't bear to twist it.
As for the injured person, he was unconscious before and went in sideways; now he is conscious and walks out!
His eyes were bright and his vision was flexible. If it weren't for the blood stains on his face, neck, and chest, it would be as if nothing had happened.
"Olivier!"
"Olivier, you survived!"
The necromancers who gathered at the door of the operating room to greet him all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their colleagues escaping.
They greeted each other with greetings, waved, and some even went around to his left to catch the perspective of his left eye:
"Olivier, can you see? Can you see with this eye?"
"Can you really see? Not with magic? - We all heard it just now, you were calling you blind!"
"We're all ready to call you One-Eyed!"
"roll!"
Olivier was so angry that he roared with all his strength.
A group of people were noisy and moved forward. After taking a few steps, they encountered a group of stunned magicians who looked like they were petrified:
These magicians all wore neat black clothes, short jackets, and tight trousers. They formed a team of five and tightly sandwiched the murderer in the middle, tugging on the magic shackles on his body.
Obviously, the law enforcement team of the parliament received the report and came to detain the murderer.
In the spirit of taking paid leave and working hard to catch fish, they also waited at the door, intending to see what the victim's outcome would be. Death, paralysis, or blindness in one eye?
If he is dead or paralyzed, the murderer will be put on death row; if he is only blind in one eye, it depends on the strength of the backstage intercession. If the strength is high, maybe he can be promoted to a higher level?
Then, they waited for a victim with a full beard and tail, who walked out of the operating room on his own and could still make jokes and make jokes with others.
...The knife that was promised was inserted into the eye?
...We were promised to be unconscious, but the person is already dying?
...What about the intentional homicide that was agreed upon?!
"Ah!...Ah!"
The murderer roared suddenly. Although he was gagged and could not sing, and his small body could not break free of the magic shackles, it still did not prevent his eyes from being bloodshot, and he broke the shackles with a loud clanking sound:
How are you still alive?!
Why are you still alive!
My life is over, how can this guy have nothing to do!
He stared at the other person for a while, then turned his gaze to Gretel at the end of the crowd. It's him! It's him!
Gretel was surrounded by a group of necromancers. Everyone looked at him with admiration and focused their fire on him, one by one:
"A miracle doctor!"
“That’s amazing!”
“If you poke your eyes out, they can be cured!”
Grete:...I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
The reason why his eyesight was preserved was that his eyes were not blinded at all!
"How to say?"
"Didn't they all stick in the eyes?"
"Mage Nordmark, if you have time, please tell them something." Archmage Grom in front of him paused and turned back with a smile:
"How about you come and sit with us?"
"Yeah!"
Before Grete could answer, the necromancers beside him were already nodding their heads. With all their hands and feet, and Skeleton Dream's hands and feet stretching out from between the people, they almost carried Gretel away on the spot.
Now that the person has been rescued, it is easy to talk about holding the murderer accountable and making compensation. Archmage Grom left a disciple to handle the negotiations here, and then escaped——
With the group of necromancers who came to discuss topics, see their colleagues, and join in the fun, they directly dragged Gretel back to the Tower of Sleeplessness:
"Come on, let's talk about it. Why is it okay to pull out this knife when it is inserted into it? What should we pay attention to when rescuing?"
Before Grete could react, he was already pinned down in the center of the circular lecture theater. In front of him was a wooden table that was thickly coated with blood and looked like an operating table.
There is a circle around, going straight up, more like a deep well than a large theater. Every circle of railings is densely packed, and countless necromancers poke their heads out and look down:
"Mage Nordmark, please tell me!"
"Yes, tell me about it!"
There are also two necromancers, one on the left and one on the right, urging at the same time:
On the left is Linn, who came after hearing the news. His golden skeleton is considerate and has taken off his own head, preparing to use it as a teaching aid for Gretel;
On the right hand side is Olivier, who escaped with his life, holding a sharp knife pulled out of his eyes in both hands. The blade was dripping with blood and could not be wiped clean.
Gretel was very suspicious. If the skeleton was not suitable as a teaching aid, he planned to use himself as a teaching aid...
Gretel sighed, took the skull in his left hand (the golden skull bowed as if), and raised it high. After showing it for a while, he took the sharp knife in his right hand and stabbed it diagonally into the left eye socket of the skull:
"Look, everyone, this knife was placed close to the left eye socket and pierced under the eyeball. The eyeball was not injured, and the optic nerve behind the eyeball was not injured..."
"can not see clearly!"
"Yes, I can't see clearly!"
The necromancers shouted in all directions. Gretel raised his head and shouted back:
"Release the secret eye yourselves!"
"You can put as many as you want, as long as they don't interfere with each other!"
Swishing, brushing, brushing, several light groups flew down in all directions, spreading light screens around them. Gretel picked up the skull, activated the X-ray film recorded on the chip, and compared it with the film to continue explaining:
"Look at the path of the knife... it is inserted diagonally downward, passing through the nasal cavity, pharynx, and all the way to the neck. Very fortunately, the path of the blade did not damage any important organs, nerves and blood vessels..."
The necromancers had mixed reactions. Some magicians who focused on the human body and anatomy listened with great interest. While listening, they leaned on the railing and took notes quickly;
Some people who focused on magic and didn't do many autopsies just heard it in a fog, and had no idea what Gretel was talking about. After listening for a while, someone shouted again:
"Mage Nordmark, we can't remember where this knife passed by!"
"Yes, this skeleton is also empty, there is nothing inside!"
"What about the brain, blood vessels, nerves, which one is where? Can you tell me more about it?"
...Look, look, this is the result of going directly to surgery without memorizing the system solution...
If it were in medical school, such students would have been kicked out of the classroom by Gretel. However, this is the Tower of Sleeplessness. Gretel cannot kick people and can only roll his eyes at them:
"If you don't know, go back and look up the information! Go back and preview! Let me tell you next time. If anyone is still arguing here, come and see me!"
I don’t know where the organs, tissues, and blood vessels in the head are. Do you want me to dissect the victim and tell you about it on the spot?!
"Yes, come and see you!"
The necromancer was excited. Gretel instantly saw the classroom door open, and two black-robed mages swooped out with agility that was inconsistent with their profession.
After a while, one of them rushed back. He stretched out his hands, held a plate, and placed it in front of Grete:
On the dark wooden plate, there was a dead human head with intact hair, skin and flesh, and eyeballs intact, staring at Gretel dimly.
"Mage Nordmark, please——"
The necromancer who sent the person's head bent slightly, stared at Gretel, and smiled at him flatteringly:
"This head is ours, you can just dissect it, there will still be some left after you dissect him!"
Gretel: "..."
what is this?
Really come to see you?
Well, it is indeed more convenient to have an anatomy teacher on hand to explain the anatomy of the head...
He calmed down, took half a step back, and bowed seriously to the head. The amplification magic that had been surrounding the operating table spread his whisper throughout the classroom:
"Thank you for dedicating your precious body to the cause of medicine and teaching us medical knowledge. Your dedication will be remembered by us forever——"
After bowing, the head was fixed, and the dissection began carefully. While dissecting, he explained, compared with the X-rays, used [Silent Phantom] to enlarge, and marked various organs and tissues in different colors:
Alas, speaking of it, he had never dissected a human head in his previous life. The anatomy teacher who taught the class was only assigned to one arm, and he was assigned to a group of four...
If I hadn't collected a lot of wool from the Black Crow Swamp after traveling through time, and secretly dissected a few bodies myself, I would have been embarrassed today.
In any case, it was a pleasure to get a rough body. Grete cut open one by one, from organs to tissues, from nerves to blood vessels. The knife flashed with a smile on his lips:
With the half-cut dead man's head in front of him, no matter how you look at it, he has the potential to be a perverted scientist.
With the on-site dissection, even the necromancer who was not familiar with the system listened with gusto. There was no coughing and spitting at the scene, only the sound of Grete's explanation and the sound of taking notes. After the dissection was finished, I couldn't help but
Live sigh:
"Actually, today is still very dangerous. If the angle of the knife is flatter, it may penetrate the medulla oblongata; if the knife is longer, it may pierce the internal carotid artery, and rescue may not be possible..."
"Master Nordmark, how did you see this blood vessel?"
"Yes, how can you tell!"
The scene was full of shouts. Grete smiled and pointed at the angiography and was about to explain it. In the corner, the Archmage suddenly burst out:
"Go, go, go! Go away! This is my unique technique for no reason, why should I tell you about it! This ends today's lecture!"
The necromancers dispersed in a hurry. Gretel looked at them with nostalgia, his eyes sad:
Why is this necessary? After I have finished speaking, if I ask you for technical exchange, you will be embarrassed not to give it!
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