Chapter 97 Don't know this disease? Let's dissect it
Questioned?
Grete was not nervous at all.
Starting from the day of internship, each subject rotated, and once a week during the ward rounds, who was not asked by the chief director that his legs were weak. After working, he was scolded by the teacher, the director, and the head nurse. It was all bad luck.
During the consultation at the hospital, I was questioned in turn by the directors of various departments and the dean, which was like a mountain of fire.
At this moment, you propose a treatment plan and are questioned by strangers?
Is this a big deal?
The only strange thing is that there is such a person among the Ares Priests. He is so strange, new here? I should know all the priests of the Ares Temple, right?
Gretel turned his head and looked over. The person who spoke simply stood up. His robe was fluttering, and there was no tendon meat visible when it was wrapped around his body. Oh, he is indeed new here, and his style of painting is indeed different. See you.
Grete looked over, he sneered and raised his voice:
"Little guy, at your age, how long have you been learning healing techniques? Have you ever treated this disease? Forget about sending your teacher, why don't you send someone here to the Temple of the God of War? God of War, we can..."
"Aiken!"
The bald bishop roared angrily. The sound was rumbling, like thunder rolling over the side hall. He rushed over in two or two steps, spread his fingers like five carrots, and grabbed Aiken with his head. Grete quickly stopped him.
:
"etc!"
He stretched out his hand to stop him. The bald bishop stopped in response, still angry, and glared at Aiken Grete with a smile:
"What you said makes sense. I am young and have little knowledge. I have never personally treated this kind of plague. But it is not difficult to know where to treat -"
He turned to Elder Erwin, looked serious, and bowed slightly:
"Teacher, can you help me get a corpse? Those who died in this plague can be disemboweled and cut into pieces—"
"Do you have another idea?"
Elder Erwin raised his eyebrows. In front of outsiders, he couldn't directly ask: What kind of god is your divine revelation again? However, others didn't understand, but Gretel knew it at a glance. He was confident and nodded with a smile:
"certainly."
The body was quickly dragged in. The city guards rummaged around and easily found the body of a homeless man. He had no children, no relatives, no relatives, no matter how he tore it into pieces, no one would come.
Find a place.
The third wing of the church was vacated.
The God of War priests moved the tables and chairs very skillfully, with a circle of stools inside and a circle of tables outside, tightly surrounding the dissecting table.
Grete put on a special leather apron and entered the scene slowly. Little John stood at the feet of the deceased, picked up the scalpel as he did last time, and handed it to him.
Grete did not answer. He raised his hands flat in front of his chest, with his palms facing outward, and his hands were about a punch away from his chest. He looked around and raised his voice:
"We will never understand all diseases.
We can treat what we already know based on experience; what we have never seen before, the fastest way to understand it is to dissect a corpse - to see where the corpse has changed and which organs have been damaged.
That's where we need to prioritize treatment."
Having said this, Grete glanced at Aiken. As expected, Aiken's face darkened and he opened his mouth to speak. Grete did not give him a chance, raised his head and spoke in a louder voice:
"So, we want to thank these people who died.
It is they who use their bodies to tell us the mysteries inside the human body. It is they who point the way forward for medical science.
They lie there, silent, but they are good teachers worthy of our respect."
Just like the disaster not long ago.
The remains of the first, second, and many subsequent patients pointed out the key points of follow-up treatment for doctors who were challenging this disease for the first time.
Gretel took a step back. He straightened his clothes and bowed deeply.
Bow once, bow again, and bow three times. The movements are pious and the expression is solemn.
The whole hall was silent.
Dozens of priests, headed by Elder Erwin from the Natural God Church and headed by the bald bishop from the God of War Temple, silently watched Gretel bow repeatedly to the corpse of a homeless man as a priest and mage.
For a moment, Elder Erwin breathed a sigh of relief:
"You should remember it too."
There was a gentle response from all around, like a breeze blowing across the water. Gretel straightened up, then took the scalpel from Little John's hand and cut it open:
"There are many steps in dissecting a corpse. Time is tight, so let's look at the internal organs first. - In this plague, the main symptom of patients is diarrhea, so let's look at the gastrointestinal tract first."
The illumination technique was dim and bright. In Gretel's hands, scalpels, dissecting scissors, and tissue tweezers were all flying up and down in an orderly manner. The entire side hall was silent as they watched Gretel lift up an organ and show it to the outside:
"There are no obvious abnormalities in the stomach."
"The shape of the small intestine is normal, there is no congestion, and there is no inflammation."
"Hey, how do you know?"
Someone in the crowd shouted a question. Gretel kept his hands on his hands and didn't look back:
"You've seen enough and you know it. - When we're all done here, you can go find a corpse that died normally, and I'll dissect it for you and tell you what's different about it."
"Well……"
The person who questioned remained silent. The priests around him made a slight commotion, and some whispered to each other:
"So how many dissections did he perform..."
"Only sixteen years old..."
"It is said that he is still a mage...a necromancer, right?"
Gretel pretended not to hear. He continued to dissect section by section, section by section, and then talk:
"There is no abnormality in the cecum."
"There is no abnormality in the ascending colon."
"The descending colon appears normal."
"Sigmoid colon...well, look carefully, there is obvious bleeding and pus in the sigmoid colon, which is consistent with the patient's feces..."
"Liver...gallbladder...spleen...kidneys..."
"So, the main damage caused by this disease is the sigmoid colon." After displaying the organs one by one and putting them back one by one, Grete raised his hands flat in front of his chest and raised his voice to make a conclusion:
"Everyone has seen that the sigmoid colon is located in the left lower abdomen of the human body. Therefore, during treatment, the treatment should be concentrated on this area to get the greatest effect. - Are there any questions?"
It was quiet. Where the disease comes from and how to release the treatment, each family has always had its own opinion. However, the corpse was spread out on the table, and the swollen and bleeding intestines were displayed in front of everyone. Such evidence was inconceivable.
Argument.
——Even if there is no normal dead body for comparison, the appearance of the affected part and the normal intestine above is different, and anyone with eyes can see it.
Even Pastor Aiken, who was the first to speak, avoided everyone's gaze and lowered his head in silence.
"Ahem, since there is no problem, let's do as Gretel said." Elder Erwin opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere. He walked a few steps closer with a smile and looked at the body lying on the dissection table, with all the internal organs cut out.
Open corpse:
"Little Grete, I'm getting older, and I tend to forget some things. Which section of intestine is where, and where the healing spell should be thrown. Can you draw a picture so that everyone can see it?"
"No problem at all!"
Grete bowed and saluted.
Soon, a large shelf was erected at the door leading from the mild area to the severe area. Simple and easy-to-understand anatomy diagrams were posted on it for anyone to see.
There was a constant flow of people in front of the map. Gretel clearly saw that several priests came over to take a look after treating one person, and then came over to take a look after treating two people...
Soon, there were shouts of surprise one after another.
"The effect of the treatment is much better!"
"Yes, I am here too!"
“Saved at least 30%!”
"Forty percent is okay! Don't just throw it in there, think about what you just saw, the appearance of the intestines!"
"Little Gretel, you are great!"
Grete smiled. It turned out that the improved effect of the treatment was not his hallucination. It turned out that being familiar with the human anatomy really helped with the treatment!
In such a big epidemic, if treatment can save a point, save a point!