Blake opened his mouth tremblingly, and his legs shook as if he were playing with cotton. Seeing that this was not going to work, Master Herman flicked his fingers, and a stool flew over to place it under his buttocks. The bald bishop lowered his head and prayed a few words, and the grating fell.
Blake immediately froze on the spot, his eyes widened:
"——!!!"
He only saw his mouth open, but no sound was heard. Elder Erwin frowned slightly and glanced unbearably, but finally reached out his hand. The green vines snaked up and soon entered his nasal cavity. After a while, Black's eyes bulged outward.
He came out, with snot and tears streaming down his face, and he struggled desperately.
"Quiet! Quiet! Don't cough, take a shallow breath..." Gretel tried hard to comfort him, but it had no effect. Seeing the young man's eyes getting wider and wider, and the whites of his eyes were stained red with blood, Gretel finally sighed.
tone, reaching out to stop:
"Forget it, let me try."
"Little Gretel!"
"You're crazy! - you're a mage!"
The bald bishop and Elder Erwin stopped at the same time. Grete smiled brightly at them and shook his head:
"It's okay, teacher. I know what will happen, and I won't be as nervous as him. At this time, the more relaxed you are, the less likely you will be hurt. Besides, teacher's vines won't hurt me, right?"
Elder Erwin still had a dark face. Grete sighed again:
"Only if I try it myself will I know whether it works or what needs to be paid attention to. Come on, it doesn't matter. I am a doctor after all."
"What?"
"I am a doctor after all."
Gretel repeated it again, his expression gradually becoming firmer. Everyone in this world only knows healers, but they don’t know what doctors are. Maybe no one can understand what he said. But at this moment, there is no word better than "doctor"
"Two words can better reflect his mood.
——Senior doctors, some used gorillas for testing to test hepatitis vaccines on themselves; some inserted tubes into veins and pioneered interventional surgeries; some used their own sons to test polio vaccines...
So, what’s wrong with me using my own body to try magical anesthesia? It’s just a bronchoscopy. As long as I’m careful, I won’t suffer any injuries at all!
He raised his left hand and stroked his throat with a firm expression:
"Master Bishop, please remember that I only have no feeling from my chin to my chest. Teacher, look at my gestures. If I point them down, you will continue, if I point them up, you will quit. - Okay, come on!"
As soon as the white light was released, Blake rolled and crawled out of the room. After pausing for a moment, the same white light fell on Gretel again.
Is the magical anesthesia completed?
Grete reached out and touched his throat and pinched it hard. It felt dull and there was really no pain. It was similar to the usual feeling under local anesthesia. It was really good, non-toxic, no side effects, and it did not seem to aggravate the liver and kidneys.
It’s a burden, and I don’t know if I can learn it in the future...
Grete let go of his worries. He wanted to speak, but his tongue felt numb - the level of anesthesia seemed to be a little higher. He tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to make a thumbs up gesture, and pointed at himself
Nostrils: Come!
Elder Erwin took a step forward, still with a worried look on his face, and frowned at him. Seeing Gretel's firm nod, he could only raise his hand and drive the vines to drill into his nostrils.
The vine was extremely slender. According to Grete's visual inspection, the diameter was less than 2 millimeters, which was similar to that of a newly grown grape vine. When he stood nearby and looked at it, he didn't realize that now that this thing was coming towards him, Grete was still nervous.
Then I felt a little more at ease.
This is much thinner than the bronchoscopes used in their hospital! The adult fiberoptic bronchoscopes they currently use still have an outer diameter of 4.8~4.9mm, which is more than twice as thick as this!
In his previous life, he once heard a friend from the respiratory department praise him, saying that the latest ultra-thin bronchoscope has an outer diameter of only 2.2mm and the patient hardly suffers any pain. Unfortunately, the hospital refused to purchase it. He did not expect that after traveling through time, he would actually be able to enjoy it in another world.
And it’s even thinner…
Gretel tried to calm himself down and not be nervous. When the vine penetrated the nasal cavity, he barely felt it. It snaked downwards until it passed the small tongue. Gretel frowned and felt a little uncomfortable.
This is a difficult point, Gretel thought. It has always been difficult to operate the bronchoscope beyond the glottis. He counted his breaths one by one, turned his wrist, and suddenly pointed down.
It’s even more uncomfortable. I feel a little stuffy and want to cough... If the vines weren’t so slender, using the ordinary bronchoscope in my previous life, the feeling of suffocation would have been very strong, and many patients would have runny noses and tears all over their faces...
Even though he was mentally prepared, Grete frowned reflexively. He tried hard to control himself, inhaling and exhaling, inhaling again, and exhaling again. After half a minute, his expression gradually relaxed, he raised his fingers and said "
"Retreat" order.
Not long after, an emerald green shadow flashed past the corner of his eye, and the vines were withdrawn, safe and sound. Elder Erwin rushed up and supported him: "Gretel! How are you doing?"
"Cough, cough, cough..." Gretel bent down and coughed hard for a while. He paused, took a breath, and raised a smile:
"It shouldn't be a big problem. The vines are very thin and the child should be able to tolerate it. Bishop, the paralysis of the larynx can be a little stronger. Teacher, the vines have crossed the glottis -" He pointed at his throat:
"When you get to this place, don't squeeze hard. Follow the person's breathing, and when the glottis opens naturally, let the vines get in..."
The preparations were finally completed. The naughty child was dragged up, trembling, and placed on a stool. The old magician became nervous unknowingly, and stood beside his grandson with his fists clenched, his voice trembling:
"It's okay...it's going to be okay..."
"It's okay, don't worry." Elder Erwin held the old magician's hands and comforted him softly. Gretel lowered his head beside him, with a strange expression on his face. The old magician looked to one side and stared at him for an instant:
"What's wrong? What do you have to say?"
"No……"
"Really?" The old magician raised his eyebrows: "This is very important. Please tell me the truth and don't hide it..."
Gretel opened his mouth. He didn't want to say anything at first, but for some reason, he blurted out:
"Don't worry, bronchoscopy is generally relatively safe, but it may cause pharyngeal discomfort and nausea. In some cases, it may cause the following complications:
1. Bleeding during and after surgery. Severe bleeding can cause suffocation and death;
2. Infection;
3. Postoperative fever;
4. Damage to surrounding tissues or organs, pneumothorax;
5. Cardiovascular and cerebrovascular accidents;
6. Laryngeal edema, asthma, tracheal and bronchial spasm leading to hypoxemia and suffocation;
7. Death caused by reflux or hypoxemia;
8. Allergy to anesthetics (forget it, there is no allergy to magical anesthesia)
Once this happens, we will actively deal with it, and I believe that the treatment skills of several masters can definitely bring the person back——
What magic did you use on me!!!"
Grete suddenly woke up. At the same time, the old magician blurted out:
"How could so many things happen!!!"
He was just worried about his grandson, so he casually released a charming human to deceive the little guy. In the end, the answer was a lie, but it was such a long list, each one sounded more terrifying than the last -
Just taking a piece of Ioun Stone, how could it have such horrific consequences!