It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 85 Extraction of bronchial foreign bodies from vines under the guidance of X-rays
Chapter 85 Extraction of bronchial foreign bodies from vines under the guidance of X-rays
The old magician's face was as dark as a rainstorm. Gretel opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know whether it was better to defend, turn over the table, or argue with reason...
Really, I have seen all kinds of medical troubles in my previous life. There were all kinds of unauthorized recordings and videos, and I signed informed consent forms with faded signature pens.
What we don’t understand is that the world is full of different things.
With more than ten years of clinical experience, he is quite experienced in the emergency department, which is like a tinderbox. He has all kinds of tactics to deal with medical troubles. He has taken all precautions, but he failed to guard against this magic trick!
And, was the complication I just said too tactful? I know that people from other worlds will have various discomforts without being bombarded with informed consent...
But it's too late to regret it now. Besides, this is not a matter of regret. He can't control his mouth after falling under someone else's spell. Speaking of which, he is still a victim. Before Gretel could figure out how to defend himself, Elder Erwin's face turned pale and he said
He pulled behind him:
"What are you doing?! If you want to be treated, then treat it. If not, we will leave!"
It’s great. When faced with medical disputes back then, we couldn’t yell “if you want to be cured or not, get out”…
Grete felt sad silently, huddled behind the teacher, as if the sky was falling and someone was holding it up. Elder Erwin struck his oak staff on the ground, pointed at the old magician, and roared so loudly that the mountain shook.
:
"Who wants to harm your grandson?!
Who wants to take that risk?!
If Little Gretel doesn't stand up and say he has a solution, how can you still anger him?
Now that the method has been taught, he has taught us how to do it, and he has asked us to try it on himself. What's wrong, now he just says, "This is possible in rare cases," and you are here to investigate?!"
Teacher, you are so kind. It’s great to have traveled through time. Believe it or not, if I was in the hospital in my previous life, I dared to yell like this halfway. As soon as the patient complained, the medical department would come to the door...
Gretel secretly wiped tears in his heart. Elder Erwin's yelling was very effective. The old magician apologized repeatedly and promised not to cause trouble even if there was a problem. After struggling for a long time, the elder finally calmed down and waved his hand:
"Okay, let's start the treatment..."
"I don't want it—"
The boy screamed. The ten-year-old boy's voice was high-pitched and bright, just a little short of the sound of a dolphin. It could make someone directly perforate the eardrum. Grete's hand trembled, half of the detection magic was released, and he dispersed on the spot.
With a whooshing sound, Elder Erwin's vine shrank back and turned into a seed again.
"George! Obey!"
The old magician yelled. However, he was busy apologizing to Elder Erwin, and when he was distracted, he didn't notice that the confinement spell had expired. The naughty boy was tied up and listened to the whole scene. He was trembling with fear. This time he escaped from the trap.
, immediately rolling on the ground:
"I don't want it - I don't want it - cough cough cough - Grandpa, please help me, I am obedient - cough cough cough cough - I don't want the vines to penetrate my lungs - cough cough cough cough -"
In panic, the naughty kid burst out with amazing mobility, and threw himself on the old magician, wiping his robe with snot and tears. The old man picked him up with a dark face, put him heavily on the stool, and shouted loudly.
:
"do not move!"
Another burst of magic flew out. The boy froze on the stool, his eyes were wide open, and he could not open his mouth to make a sound. However, under the confinement of the magic, he could not move the tip of his little finger, so he could only keep his eyes wide open and burst into tears.
Hengliu, his little face was full of pleading.
This pitiful look did not receive any sympathy. The old magician's face was gloomy, blowing his beard and staring:
"Cry, cry, cry, why are you crying! I told you to be disobedient! I told you to roll on the floor! I told you to put the iron stone in your mouth! Do you dare to do it again?"
The little guy's tears started to flow even more violently. Gretel sighed secretly and said, "Wait a minute."
The plea immediately turned into joy. Gretel turned a blind eye and looked at Master Gehrman:
"You have to find someone to clean his nose. It's not easy to get in the vines like this."
"That makes sense.—Blake!"
At the command, the young servant who had just escaped appeared again holding a basin and a towel...
The naughty kid's expression changed from joy to resentment again. He was helpless, and his face was covered with a towel and he was wiped hard. Then his eyesight went dark, but it was Gretel who commanded:
"Cover his eyes."
The bald bishop cast his magical spell, Elder Erwin activated the vines, and the old magician turned on the detection magic. Gretel stood next to the naughty child, sometimes walking to the front, sometimes going around to the side, monitoring in the meditation field of view.
The position of the vines, constantly commanding:
"down."
"down."
"Keep going down."
"Wait a moment, here we reach the glottis, don't move forward in a hurry. When he breathes, the glottis will naturally open, and then go down..."
"Left! Go down a little more, okay, this angle is just right! Keep going, stop! Fold to the left, stop for a moment, wait for me to take a look from the side..."
"Pull it in a little, and then a little more, okay, the position is right. Don't worry, let the vines grow slowly and stretch in naturally..."
"Very good, we're here! Wrap that stone! Once it's wrapped securely, slowly pull it back. Don't be anxious. The trachea at the top is thicker than the one at the bottom..."
He gave a command and Elder Erwin made a move. Not long after, in the vision of meditation, the hazy brilliance of the Iron Stone had withdrawn to the throat. Without Gretel's instructions, the vine branched out, pushed open the naughty child's teeth, and pushed the pale
The yellow stone was sent out leisurely.
"That's it..."
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back, and almost fell down on the edge of the bed. It was finally over. The risks and complications that he had been worried about would finally not happen!
He ordered in a low voice:
"No problem... Lord Bishop, remove the magic and let him cough... try to cough up the phlegm, and then how to cure it, you all know this better than me..."
While giving orders, he kept his eyes fixed on the iron stone. To be honest, he had seen a lot of foreign objects in the airway. His friend in the Department of Respiratory Medicine was a collector and had collected a whole cabinet of various foreign objects - but
, definitely does not include this thing!
I really want to send it to him...it is the only one in the world, and it can write a good case report!
"On the Symptoms and Subsequent Treatment of Ioin Stone Entering the Bronchus", well, for such an article, I wonder if I can publish it in The Lancet...
The sound of gasping came one after another. The imprisoning magic was lifted, the magical spell was lifted, and the naughty kid jumped down immediately, and the high-pitched voice boomed again:
"Wow - cough cough cough cough - wow -"
"Shut up!"
The old magician struck like lightning and grabbed his grandson's ear. With a strong hand, he carried him to Elder Erwin:
"Bow! Thank you!"
"Wow... ugh... thank you, thank you for your treatment..."
The naughty boy choked and choked, and bowed over one after another. After thanking Elder Erwin, thanking the bald bishop, and thanking the high priest, he was carried to Gretel by his grandfather. He was crying so hard that his nose was muddy with tears and mucus.
With a look on his face, he also wanted to bow to Gretel:
"Thank you for your treatment... ugh..."
"anything else?"
The old magician urged. The naughty boy's ears were picked up again, sobbing, and he bowed deeply again:
"Yes, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have snatched your Iron Stone... I won't dare to do it again..."
Alas, it would be great to educate children like this earlier. Gretel sighed secretly and reached out to help:
"never mind……"
He suddenly froze, with a strange look on his face. Elder Erwin had just finished casting the spell, and seeing him stunned there, looking like he had been struck by lightning, he couldn't help but ask: