It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 738: Performing a CT scan on the Archmage? Oops, Gretel collapsed! (Published to add 10,000 words 2/3)
Chapter 738: Performing a CT scan on the Archmage? Oops, Gretel collapsed! (Published to add 10,000 words 2/3)
Of course Grete has this idea of raising investment or something. Otherwise, why would he follow Mrs. Alva and come all the way here?
But more importantly, this diagnostic method can indeed diagnose cerebral hemorrhage. Of course, it is not as accurate as MRI, but its speed is much faster than MRI.
Brain T-scans and emergency examinations are carried in by doctors in a hurry on a flat cart. They jump in line and do the work. It takes a few minutes at a time and a quarter of an hour to produce a report. The cost is several hundred yuan. However, a brain MRI can be done several times at a time.
Hours, cost several thousand dollars.
In Grete's previous life, he saw the half-informed family members making a fuss and insisting on a more accurate MRI. As everyone knows, when he has a brain hemorrhage and he has to race against time to save him, he often misses the MRI if he does it.
The golden period of rescue.
He stood up from the patient's side, with a white light on his hand, shrouding the patient's brain. While treating, he spoke softly, with a confident tone:
"This method can indeed diagnose cerebral hemorrhage. Of course, in view of the current patient's condition, it is recommended to use treatment to stop the cerebral hemorrhage before making further diagnosis."
"you sure?"
"Sure!"
Grete took out the chip and touched it lightly. In front of everyone, a light curtain unfolded, revealing two three-dimensional comparison pictures:
"Look, the picture on the left is a normal mouse brain, and the right hand is a brain of a mouse that was bleeding. Through t three-dimensional reconstruction, you can clearly see the bleeding site in the brain, and you can even roughly estimate the amount of bleeding..."
As soon as this light curtain unfolded, everyone's eyes were focused on it, including Archmage Bielsa and Mrs. Alva, who had already read the paper. Even the patient lying on the floating saucer tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly.
Image details.
"Don't move! Lie down!"
The archmage shouted and immediately released his mental power, feeling the condition of the patient's brain attentively. In his perception, the brain was like an erupting volcano, with energy rushing left and right, rushing endlessly.
When it comes to judging whether there is a cerebral hemorrhage, he is really not sure. The human brain is a restricted area for magicians and magicians. Only the guys in Black Crow Swamp can open someone's skull without any problem...
However, it’s always okay to throw in a healing spell. He glanced at Gretel:
"Your treatment is not enough. I will do it."
The white light melts and sprinkles on the patient's brain like a drizzle. It penetrates, soothes, tranquilizes, and heals. Imagine that the blood vessels in the brain, those thin and dense, ruptured blood vessels, are being healed one by one under the treatment.
The healing spell in the hands of the 18th-level archmage was much stronger than that released by Gretel. After one round of casting, the patient breathed a long sigh of relief. He actually had the strength to open his eyes and tentatively tried to sit up.
Is the diagnosis correct?
Is the treatment effective?
Archmage Bielsa narrowed his eyes and gave Gretel a deep look. Gretel bent down to see the patient's condition, straightened up, smiled slightly, and nodded to him:
In the past life, it was not possible to start treatment directly. Cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction have many similar external symptoms, but the treatments are completely opposite.
Cerebral hemorrhage requires hemostasis, and cerebral infarction requires thrombolysis. If anticoagulant and thrombolytic drugs are given for cerebral hemorrhage, blood will flow out on the spot; if hemostatic drugs are given for cerebral infarction, the speed of forming clots will greatly increase. Without checking clearly,
Directly administering drugs is equivalent to killing people.
But he is not afraid of the healing technique. The experience of using the healing technique over the years has taught Grete that the healing technique can quickly coagulate blood and heal wounds quickly. However, because the healing speed is too fast, it will not cause coagulation.
At the very least, the animals he had dissected told him that in animals that had suffered heavy bleeding and were cured by treatment, no clots were visible to the naked eye near the wounds or in the blood vessels.
So, the most urgent danger has been removed, can we do T?
Archmage Bielsa took a deep breath. He looked around the patient's students, bent down, and slowed down his voice to the patient lying on the floating saucer:
"Old Wolf, with your current situation, we suspect that the blood vessels in your brain may be bleeding. Now, in order to clarify your condition, we hope to use the new magic of Nordmark Master to do a test for you. Are you willing?
What?"
On the floating saucer, the old magician nodded with difficulty and closed his eyes.
A large group of people moved to the center of the mage tower. Old Wolfe is a level 16 magician. According to the principle of [Detect Magic], it requires at least level 21, which is the legendary level magic item, to emit magic light.
It shines through his body.
Gretel can't get this level of magic items. Cerela, if she hasn't gone to sleep, can't get them either. Even Bielsa, the great magician, is an 18th-level mage, so he can't get legendary items or anything like that.
…
There is no other way but to use the energy pool of the secondary conjuration tower to take such a photo.
In other words, there was a level 18 great magician present, and he was from the medical department, so no one wanted to offend him. The magician guarding the energy pool readily moved out of the way and let them in.
As for Little Grete, a level 7 magician, he was taken in as a matter of course and stood majestically in the C position. Apart from being looked at a few times by the magicians around him, it was nothing.
"You come?"
Standing at the door of the energy pool, Archmage Bielsa turned to look at Gretel and asked kindly. Gretel was confused for a moment:
"I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, can you please come?"
Anyway, the difficulty of t magic is not to release. Just throw in a [Detection Magic], then empty your mind and treat yourself as an emotionless signal transmission channel. Everything else is left to the tower spirit.
...Of course, it is the mobile version of Tower Spirit.
Before Grete set out this morning, he connected the mobile tower spirit and Mo SS, and asked Mo SS to stuff the relevant algorithms into the mobile tower spirit. As for how to copy programs between tower spirits, for this, I can only trust Mo SS.
…
Now, he settled the patient and connected the golden treasure box and the mobile tower together. He turned his head and looked around for help:
……help?
I can't handle so many things by myself!
Mrs. Alva walked out with a smile, holding the connection line and preparing to supply energy. Without saying a word, Archmage Morton summoned two mage hands to hold the edge of the floating disk under the patient. Grete took a long breath,
Get ready:
Three, two, one!
【Detect magic】!
"Ouch"
So bright!
Grain smells
So bright!
Good, good, good, bright!
What's important is that on the head of the Archmage, powerful magical energy clashes and rushes in and out, and the noise is so strong...
Even though he closed his eyes tightly, tears welled up under his eyelids. Gretel held on for 10 seconds, 20 seconds, and half a minute. Finally, he could no longer hold on and fell back:
"I can't do it anymore, can you please come?"
Hey, with the mental strength of a level 7 magician, facing the pressure of legendary items and the information flow of the brain scan of a level 16 magician, it is still too reluctant...
In the previous life, machines were used to do the surgery, and the doctor only had to sit outside the lead room and close the door tightly. In this life, the doctor himself acts as the receiving instrument, so the threshold is so high!
The two enhanced mage hands probably helped him to the side and arranged him to sit on a disc. Bielsa, the great magician, stepped forward and asked specifically:
"Besides the points mentioned in the paper, is there anything else I need to pay attention to when doing this inspection?"
"Just relax your mind and let the data be transmitted as accurately as possible..." Gretel closed his eyes and replied feebly:
"The turntable should be slow and at a uniform speed. The slower and more uniform the better... People on the turntable should not move..."
Woohoo, the light just now was so bright that it blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes... His brain is still buzzing now... Who can do a good job, give him some eye drops, or give him a soothing technique
Or...
The life-threatening inspection for Gretel was carried out with ease in the hands of an 18th-level magician, and the operation was completed in a blink of an eye. Then, a group of people stared at the tower spirit eagerly, waiting, waiting, waiting...
A minute passed and there was no result.
Two minutes passed with no results.
Five minutes have passed and there is still no result.
"Everyone, is it finished?" The magician guarding the energy pool came over to chase people away:
"If you're done, please leave as soon as possible. It's a place with a heavy energy pool. It's best not to stay too long!"
Especially that little level 7 magician... Even if you are a fifth-ring arcanist, this only represents your potential and research ability, not your own strength and energy level.
Staying in a place with too high energy for too long is not good for your health! Even if it is the maintenance window of the energy pool and the energy reaction can be detected in the outside world, you cannot stay for a long time!
Look, I just glanced at it with [Detection Magic], and I shed tears like this...
Then, he saw everyone present, including the leading 18th-level magician, Mr. Bielsa, looking at the little magician uniformly. When he asked him, his voice was soft, and he could clearly hear the meaning of respect:
"Is it done? Can you leave?"
"It's time to leave..." Gretel still closed his eyes, and the physiological tears were pouring down, and they haven't stopped until now. He stretched out his hand and touched the void twice, feeling weak:
"Keep supplying energy to the mobile tower spirit, don't stop, the golden treasure box can be removed... Someone come and give me a hand, my eyes hurt... Oops!"
If you hold an oak stick and walk step by step with your eyes closed, you can be a blind man on the spot. Sadness.jpg
Then, the disk sitting under him, which should be a floating disk, floated up automatically and took him away without him having to think of a way to move it.
The group of people hugged each other, and with Gretel in their arms, they returned to Bielsa's great magician's clinic. Gretel finally recovered, but he could only wait with everyone, eagerly waiting for the results of the mobile tower spirit. 10 minutes,
20 minutes, half an hour...
"When will the results be available?"
"I don't know." Grete spread his hands, half honest and half innocent:
"When I scanned the mouse, it took nearly an hour to create a three-dimensional image of the tower spirit that touched the SS and was my mage tower. The level of this tower spirit was lower than that of the SS, and the size of the archmage's head was much larger than that of the mouse.
times..."
The implication is that it will definitely take a long time, so everyone should be mentally prepared.
Waiting, waiting, waiting. It was a very boring wait. It only made Mrs. Alva miserable. She was busy supplying energy to the tower spirit and did not dare to let go of her hand for a moment...
Fortunately, Grete had also gained quite a reputation in the medical circle. Archmage Bielsa simply invited him and Archmage Morton, who came as an introducer, to exchange treatment experiences.
The three of them talked and finally passed the time, until the moment when the three-dimensional model appeared.
"Look, there is indeed blood!"
Gretel quickly walked over and pointed at the light curtain projected by the mobile tower spirit, his eyes so bright that they almost glowed:
"Judging from the images, the amount of bleeding is not large, less than 10 milliliters. As long as this level of bleeding can be stopped, the body can slowly absorb it and achieve self-healing. If you want to verify whether the bleeding has stopped, just continue
Just do it once and compare before and after!”
"But isn't this too slow?"
Archmage Bielsa frowned and complained. From the completion of the examination to the result, it took more than three hours. If it is verified again, it will take another three hours...
If you expect this kind of magic to guide treatment, the blood inside will overflow in three hours!
"So we need to optimize the algorithm!" Gretel raised his gaze and looked directly into his eyes:
"Let it produce results within an hour, half an hour, or even 15 minutes. How about it? Will it come?"
"...Come! Wait for me to call a few more people!"
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