This is one of the most powerful lords in the local area. He is deeply rooted and has strong personal force. He is a level 15 knight. He has a strong body and a loud voice. When he strides over, the mountains shake and the earth shakes. He looks like a bear.
Gretel met him at the same meeting to promote cowpox. The Earl came in so aggressively that he shouted angrily, and the heavy long table was about to be overturned by him.
In fact, he had good intentions and came to warn them that someone was doing something secretly. But with that look, people who didn't know it would really think that he would beat Gretel up.
This person's face must be given, and this favor must also be received. Gretel got on the carriage, and Bernard followed behind on Appa, and meandered away.
The Silver Moon Deer was very dissatisfied when it failed to wait for Gretel to ride on him, and nudged him several times with its nose.
The carriage rolled into the mansion. Gretel followed the knight who led the way and quickly walked up to the second floor. When he stepped into a large room, he saw the Earl of Argyll standing there, his thick eyebrows furrowed. The whole person's aura was quite gloomy, as if it was shrouded in darkness.
There is an invisible cloud.
The room was divided into the inside and outside by a curtain. There were shadowy figures moving inside, and a woman's clear voice spoke softly. On the sofa outside, there were a circle of healers sitting. Grete glanced at it casually, okay, they are basically acquaintances.
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The Temple of the God of War, the Temple of the God of Nature, and the Temple of the Spring Goddess, all priests from the three sects are here, plus two medical magicians. The gold threads on the chest, cuffs, and belts flash, and it is obvious at a glance that the leader is at least level 10.
.
This level is even more luxurious than the lineup of the viscount's family last time, where the child with congenital anal atresia was shaken. To this extent, it seems that the female concubine of the count's family is really in a bit of trouble...
Gretel secretly speculated and walked towards the Earl of Argyll. The Earl had already strode over, shook hands with him briefly and nodded seriously:
"My daughter lost her husband two months ago and returned to her parents' home to recuperate. These days, her condition is getting worse and worse, so I can only ask you to come and take a look. Please protect her as best you can, and at the same time, save her child."
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After speaking, he raised his hand, and a maid immediately turned around, curtsied to Gretel, and led him towards the curtain. Passing by the sofa area on the way, seven or eight healers were whispering to each other and discussing non-stop:
"I feel something is wrong. The breath of life in her body is very weak, she doesn't look like a strong child."
"Maybe it's just that the mother's body is weak?"
"I feel something dark. Am I cursed?"
This...curse or something, I don't understand! This is not a situation I can handle...
Grete nodded to them, followed the maid behind the curtain, and saw a pregnant woman in her twenties lying on the bed. Her face was pale and swollen, and her palms exposed outside the quilt were white and transparent, and she could effortlessly
See the blood vessels on the back of the hand.
A priestess from the Spring Water Temple was accompanying her, holding her hand and talking softly, constantly comforting her. White light would rise from her fingertips from time to time, and stars would fall on the pregnant woman's body. Every time it fell, the pregnant woman's complexion would get a little better.
Gretel frowned slightly. Magical magic has immediate effects, but it can really damage your vitality. According to Gretel's understanding, this is probably caused by promoting body metabolism, promoting rapid healing, and consuming a lot of nutrients.
The patient is already weak, but he keeps pouring magical magic on her. Isn't this drinking poison to quench her thirst?
He followed the maid to the bed and sat down. He looked kindly and spoke softly:
"Hello, madam, I am Pastor Grete Nordmark. I was invited by your father to treat you. How many months are you pregnant now? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Caroline Argyle Wormet." The pregnant woman on the bed replied breathlessly. She paused, gasped twice, closed her eyes for a while, struggled to nod to the Priestess beside her.
nod:
"Say..."
"Ms. Caroline is five months pregnant." Priestess shook her hand and whispered:
"Since she lost her husband two months ago, she has been in poor health due to excessive grief. The fetus is often unstable, and it has become more serious recently. She has been bedridden for half a month."
In the fifth month of pregnancy, the fetus was unstable and she had to stay in bed for a long time. Grete thought briefly in his heart:
"Can you lift the quilt and let me see her belly?"
"Isn't this... inconvenient? Can't you feel her breath of life?"
I really can't feel it. Gretel is the weakest in this aspect, so much so that Elder Erwin once said with a smile that even a piece of wood is stronger than him, and the wood can still feel the sun, rain and dew. He shook his head slightly
:
"In that case, would you please stretch your arm, ma'am, and let me measure your blood pressure?"
The blood pressure was 140/88 and the heart rate was 77, which was still within the normal range. However, neither the Priestess nor the pregnant woman was willing to do the next check. Grete had to turn around and take out a stethoscope:
"In this case, I will turn my back to her and not look at anything. Please put this disc on her lower abdomen, around her belly button, and move it slowly. Is it okay if I tell you to stop?"
Priestess reluctantly agreed. Grete turned his back to the bed, closed his eyes, and concentrated on listening. Soon he frowned:
"Ma'am, did you put the disk in the right place?"
"Of course!"
Priestess answered without hesitation. Gretel turned his back to her and shook his head:
"No, no. What I heard was bowel sounds, and they were very clear and normal bowel sounds. With this lady's weakness, the bowel sounds shouldn't be like this. Do you want to test me, so
Put it on yourself?"
From an angle that he could not see, Priestess silently raised her thumb and gestured to the pregnant woman:
"He's really quite capable..."
The stethoscope chest piece was picked up and put down. This time, it was finally in the right place. Gretel closed her eyes and directed Priestess to put the stethoscope around the pregnant woman's navel, move it slowly, and listen carefully:
"The fetal heart rate is very weak... I'm five months pregnant. The fetal heart rate shouldn't be like this... Can you let me touch my belly? I can cover my eyes, but my hands must touch the skin directly..."
"No! No!"
Ms. Caroline screamed fiercely. After a few screams, her face turned pale, and she bent down to vomit again. Priestess quickly stroked her chest and patted her back, while the servants carried copper basins, poured hot water, and took towels, creating a mess.
group:
"Miss! Miss, don't get excited! Miss! Get out! Miss is bleeding!"
Gretel was pushed directly outside the curtain. With his back to the curtain, he silently speculated:
It has been five months. The mother is weak, still vomiting and bleeding. It is very difficult to save the child... I will have to find a way to do a B-ultrasound later...
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