The patient with ventricular fibrillation lay in front of him, his life hanging by a thread.
The patient's family members worked hard to perform chest compressions and fought with the god of death, fighting for the old man's life.
Electrical defibrillation failed twice. It was suspected that the defibrillation power was insufficient, but he did not know how much power should be used.
Grete took a deep breath. Then, he patted the space bag, released the dark gold skeleton, and raised his voice:
"Someone can make the decision! You two brothers, whoever can make the decision, come here!"
The two brothers looked at each other. Then, the young knight leaned down to take over. The middle-aged knight stopped, turned around, and hurried over:
"Mage Nordmark?"
The dark gold skeleton passed by him. Gretel followed and shouted: "Take turns with that knight to do the massage! How deep does he press, how deep do you press! What frequency does he press, what frequency do you press!"
Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is very demanding on the doctor's physical strength. According to the regulations, it is performed in teams of two, taking turns.
The knight's physical strength may be stronger than normal people, but performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on a level 8 knight is also extremely tiring. Gretel did not dare to bet the probability of successful rescue on the knight's endurance. He watched the dark gold skeleton take over the operation, and immediately
Turning to the middle-aged knight, his tone was urgent:
"There is something wrong with your father's heart. The heart has stopped beating at all. He can only rely on external compression to maintain its activity and pump blood to the whole body. But this state cannot last long. Now there is a way, which is to pass strong current through
Heart, force it to activate."
"Is that what you just did?"
The middle-aged knight stared at Gretel blankly, with snow-white lightning shining in his pupils. Gretel nodded affirmatively, and spoke faster and faster:
"I just applied electricity twice, but it may be because the current was not high enough, so it was not successful. If the current is increased, it is possible to revive, or it may directly damage the heart, and I don't know what the correct current is."
The middle-aged knight reflexively opened his mouth, and not far away, the body of the young knight froze. Fortunately, at this stage, it was the dark gold skeleton taking over the compressions, so there was no rescue accident.
The two brothers had exactly the same questions swirling in their minds.
Don’t know? How could you not know? Aren’t you a spell caster? Aren’t you a healer? Why…don’t you know?
But they knew that they couldn't question or even shout out at this time: it would do no good except delaying time and reducing the probability of successful rescue of their father.
The middle-aged knight just nodded again and stared at Gretel, waiting for his next words. As expected, Gretel immediately continued:
"There are two options now: one is to continue external cardiac compression and add therapy to maintain vital signs until the spontaneous heart rhythm is restored or the rescue fails completely. The second option"
He quickly glanced at the ventricular fibrillation waves of varying sizes and irregular frequencies on the screen, and spoke in a heavy tone:
"Increase the electric shock energy and continue to try electric defibrillation between compressions. Of course, the consequence of this is that the heart may be seriously damaged to the point that it will never be saved."
He stared solemnly into the eyes of the middle-aged knight, just like in his previous life, every time he faced the dilemma of life and death and explained it to his family, he said it as simply and clearly as possible:
"These two options, as family members, I hope you can choose one. Of course, no matter which one you choose, we will do our best."
The middle-aged knight stared blankly at Gretel. Bang bang, bang bang, his heart was beating in his chest, deafening.
Five steps away, the younger brother was still pressing against the skeleton alternately, breathing heavily;
Master Nodmark threw another healing spell over, white light nourished his father's body, and there were lines and numbers on the light screens next to him;
My father lay there unconscious, trembling under the pressure, but there was no sign of regaining consciousness...
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He took half a step back and bowed deeply to Gretel:
Gu Jue
"Mr. Master, we are just knights and don't know how to treat. Please treat according to the method you think may be effective, even if you can't save it..."
Having said this, this middle-aged man, who is a husband and a father, and who leads an elite squadron in the army, couldn't help but feel a sore nose. He bowed deeply for the second time, and when his head sank to the lowest point, he shed two heavy tears. Hit the ground:
“We appreciate you too!”
"elder brother!"
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged knight glanced sideways. Gretel tried not to look away and nodded quickly:
"Okay. Now I need to know, how much does your father weigh?"
"...More than 200 pounds, right? I'm not sure if it's 300..."
Well, according to the calculation of joules/kg of body weight, the electric shock energy can be increased a little. Gretel quickly converted and asked the most critical question:
"How many levels of electric spells can an 8th-level knight resist using his body alone without using his own strength?"
"Is there no problem with the first level?" the middle-aged knight hesitated:
"I'm only a level 6 knight. The most I can do to my body when receiving lightning is to paralyze it and catch my breath. Level 2 may not be able to withstand it. I mean, if I don't fully activate my power and I'm defenseless..."
That is 360 joules, plus the power of a first-order electric spell. In other words, the standard version of the electric claw is just a first-order electric spell...
Gretel was doing quick mental calculations while paying a little attention to the cardiopulmonary resuscitation situation. Each round had 5 groups, 30 chest compressions each, 2 artificial respirations... 20, 21, 22... 29, 30
"Stop! Get out of the way!"
He shouted again. As his heart moved, the dark gold skeleton raised his hands flat and pushed the young knight opposite him back...
One person and one skeleton both fell out and left the treatment bed. Gretel quickly adjusted the configuration of the DC defibrillation spell in his mind, increasing the current energy, increasing it, increasing it...
"The third DC defibrillation, electroclaw unidirectional wave defibrillation 720 joules, start!"
The electrocardiogram light screen lit up. When the electrocardiogram waveform reached a certain position on the light screen, a bolt of lightning that was extremely thick and exceeded the upper limit of this first-level spell shot out and landed on the old knight's chest.
Smoke curled up. However, Gretel was delighted to find that the electrocardiogram waveform changed at the moment after the current fell... Sinus rhythm has not been restored yet, but it is very close, very close!
"The fourth direct current defibrillation, electroclaw unidirectional wave defibrillation 750 joules, start!"
"The fifth time...780 joules!"
The three currents fell rapidly one after another. The last lightning bolt ended, and the electrocardiogram waveform finally recovered!
Sinus rhythm!
Although it is not quite normal, after all, problems such as myocardial hypertrophy have not been solved, but at the very least, the autonomous heart rhythm has been successfully restored, and another difficulty has been overcome!
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