Gretel used angiography as he wished, switching to Black Crow Swamp's blood testing method.
I was a little disappointed when I got it. The technical route used in Black Crow Swamp mainly uses chemicals and adopts chemical reaction precipitation titration. Grete vaguely remembers that this method was not used to measure blood potassium and blood sodium...
It can only be regarded as a technical reserve. Gretel rolled up his sleeves and conducted experiments by himself: working backwards from the reagents used by the other party, what exactly does this method measure?
Thyroxine?
Adrenaline?
HCG?
The identification technique gave the name of the reagent, but the name given by the identification technique was not the name he was familiar with in his previous life...
Gretel was buried in the laboratory, tinkering with various bottles and jars, and was very busy. After two days of busy work, he was suddenly pulled out of the laboratory by Priest Donald:
"What's the matter?"
"Um...I have a patient here who is always in trouble..."
Grete followed him out curiously. Priest Donald had been a fifth-level priest for two or three years. He had rich experience and was very proficient in [Cure Serious Injury] and [Remove Disease].
These two magical techniques are enough to deal with most illnesses. So, what exactly is going on?
Of course, the cases that Priest Donald encountered were somewhat different from those of other healers. He was born into a noble family and was considered a minority at Oak Grove Medical Clinic, which made him very popular among patients of nobles and wealthy businessmen.
Rich people often have strange diseases that are different from poor people...
After passing the atrium, going around the corridor, and entering the consulting room. As soon as they entered the door, a young man at the table raised his head. He was dressed gorgeously, with curly hair, and his face was painted white. Grete took one look and frowned secretly:
You should wipe the powder off your face!
When you come to see a doctor, I won’t tell you if you have lead powder on your face and you are poisoned by lead. The interview with the doctor will bring too many difficulties!
He refrained from using a cleaning technique on the spot and cleaned up the lead powder on his face. Looking carefully, the young man pressed his hand on his lower abdomen and sat crookedly on the stool, with a tangled look on his face and his legs tightly clamped. This look... is
Urinary system disease?
"This is Master Nordmark, the director of our medical clinic. This is Sir Harrington." Priest Donald quickly introduced. The young man cast an expectant look at Gretel, then uttered an ouch, and another look on his face.
pain.
"Sir Harrington?" Gretel sat down opposite him and asked pleasantly: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"He has fever, hematuria, frequent urination, and painful urination for several days." Priest Donald rushed to answer from the side:
"I gave him [Remove Disease], and the fever was reduced that day, and it started again within two days. According to him, he had been treated at the Spring Water Temple for more than a month, and it had always been like this, with recurrences."
Fever...hematuria...frequent urination and painful urination...don't be nephritis, right? Grete thought secretly. As for nephritis, I feel that [removing the disease] should be able to cure it, but kidney cancer is not sure. But of course, the individual needs to be checked first.
:
"Here, let me check it out."
He started the physical examination from the beginning. Priest Donald held the medical record book and brushed the records on the side:
"Pulse 75 beats/min, respiration 16 beats/min, blood pressure... 120/75. Well, these are all good. Come on, raise your head and let me touch the bottom of your neck... Don't remember this!"
Priest Donald threw a cleansing spell at the medical record. Unfortunately, he deleted the first few sentences and quickly copied them...
Gretel resisted rolling his eyes... and at the same time resisted the strange feeling of lead powder on his fingers, and continued to check:
"She is conscious. Mildly swollen lymph nodes can be palpated on both mandibles. They are tough, have good mobility and are tender. Come on, open your mouth... open it wide! Open it wide! The tonsils on both sides are swollen to the first degree, congested, and have no purulent secretions."
"
Well, there is a slight infection. It is hard to say whether the fever is due to this. I continued to auscultate, and the breath sounds in both lungs were clear, the heart sounds were strong, the heart rate was 75 beats/min, and the heart rate was stable. Gretel carried him to the bed and continued to perform physical examination:
The abdomen was flat, soft, the liver and spleen were not enlarged, there was no tenderness or rebound tenderness in the upper abdomen, there was no percussion pain in the kidney area, and there was tenderness in the bladder. He turned and asked Priest Donald:
"What do you think is going on?":.
"It feels like nephritis." Priest Donald said with a serious look on his face: "urinary urgency, frequent urination, painful urination, always kidney problems. I have seen it with my own eyes. He did have hematuria. He was cured on the spot, but it recurred within a few days.
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Gu/span> Well, since you have seen it, I will not do a urine routine. You can see hematuria with the naked eye, and you can definitely see blood cells under a microscope, and I guess there are white blood cells. As for urinary protein?
Sorry, we can't detect it yet.
"Did he tell you why he got sick?"
"I didn't say it!" Priest Donald shook his head very confidently, and his bright blond hair swayed with his movements, almost sweeping into Grete's face:
"He said that he started having stomach pains out of nowhere, and he didn't know why..."
That's called lower abdominal pain and bladder pain, not stomach pain. And, Mr. Priest, your ability to ask for medical history needs to be improved.
Gretel did not continue to press, and asked the patient to stand up straight, and moved the [Endless Ink Pen] behind him. As soon as [Detection Magic] turned on, Gretel immediately wanted to sigh:
Okay, it's normal if you can't ask. It's normal to hide this kind of medical history.
He opened the drawer of the medical table, took out a mercury thermometer and handed it to the patient:
"Here, take your temperature."
Sir Harrington couldn't help but shrink back. Gretel watched calmly, with a calm face, and handed the thermometer in front of him without moving:
"Here, take a measure. I have to know if you have a high fever, a low fever, or if the fever has subsided by now."
"My fever is gone! Me"
"Did you put anything into your body?"
As soon as the words came out, both people jumped up at the same time. Priest Donald slammed his palm and swept down the ink bottle; Sir Harrington shrank back, his lower back directly pressed against the examination bed:
"You, you...I didn't, I didn't..."
"I've seen it all." Grete said in a calm voice:
"Sir Harrington, it is not a good idea to lie to the healer. If you don't tell the truth, the root of the disease will never be removed."
The young noble opened his mouth, then closed it tightly, his face flushed. Before he could tell the truth, Priest Donald jumped up and rushed to him:
"You lied to me! You actually lied to me! You keep telling lies to me, no wonder I can't cure you!"
"Who lied to you!"
Sir Harrington struggled to retort. Gretel added:
"Donald, use [Detection Magic] to take a look."
At one glance, Priest Donald was stunned. His lips opened and closed, closed and opened, like a fish out of water. After a while, he struggled to ask:
"What did you put in it...what is that..."
He stretched out his hand and made a horizontal stroke. He didn't know how to describe it for a moment. It was a thin tube that was neither too long nor too short, with a shiny end. It lay across the pelvic cavity. At first glance, it was shocking.
Gretel shook the thermometer in his hand, and the end of the mercury passed through the air, revealing a white light:
"That's it!"
****
I still feel uncomfortable and feel like vomiting. Fortunately, the debt has been paid off and I only have to write four thousand words today...
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