Chapter 1112 The Burning Heat Breathed Into the Lungs Two Hundred Years Ago
Elder Fahim has a paper in one hand and an imaging atlas in the other, and his brows are so furrowed that they can kill mosquitoes. Take a look at the map, then look at the light and shadow in front of you, and mutter something:
"This is the heart...this is the lungs...this is the ribs...this is the blood vessels...blood vessels, right? What is this?"
It's so pitiful that even though he is a legendary elder and can learn things quickly enough, he still can't handle the things that Grete piles up at once. There are too many...
It feels like I was still struggling with sectioning and staining cells a few days ago, but today I suddenly have to look at CT independently. God knows, Gretel still can't do this thing on his own, which he calls "CT"!
Those algorithms, what-and-such algorithms, supplemented by a lot of various mathematical formulas... It's so difficult... It's really difficult... I'm old, a lot older, and I have to retake mathematics...
So how did Grete, a little guy at level 11, put a person on a floating saucer and spin around in a circle, memorize so many lights and shadows, and get results immediately?
Of course Elder Fahim didn't know that Grete had turned his meditation core into a biological computer...
"This is the mediastinum, it's normal." Grete saw it and immediately helped to answer. Look at Udian again, put your hand on the back of his hand, and press:
"It's not this part. There's nothing wrong with this part. At present, this part seems to be the strangest..."
Yudian also began to look confused. Touch the light and shadow, then touch his chest, take a deep breath, take a deep breath... Before he was about to reach out and hammer his chest, Gretel quickly blocked it again:
"Let me show you what a normal chest CT looks like. -Bernard! Bernard!"
Bernard came running over on Appa. The Silver Moon Deer moved its mouth, chewing on the unicorn horn, and had just finished eating...
Obviously, this long horn is not so easy to digest for Appa, who is only at level 10. He needs to eat it slowly and absorb it slowly. Just like Mr. Trocca's golden feather, it took half a year to eat only half of it.
"Bernard, stand still and let me take a CT scan." Grete asked softly. Bernard accepted the order and stood on the floating disk and turned around. In Grete's hands, the light and shadow of the CT three-dimensional reconstruction were released:
"You see, here are blood vessels, here are bronchi, the alveoli and blood vessels, muscles, bones and other solid tissues containing gas have different densities. Because the lung fields contain gas, they show extremely low-density shadows..."
Grete pointed to the two three-dimensional diagrams and patiently explained them to them bit by bit. Bernard stood upright next to him, acting as a human body teaching material, allowing the other party to constantly use his mental power to explore and compare it with the CT image in front of him:
A legendary elder wanted to use his mental power to detect a level 10 warrior. As long as the other party didn't resist, he basically didn't have to bother.
Even if it is Idian, although the mental power of the level 19 warrior cannot keep up with the healing legend, it is not difficult to detect Bernard...
"Look, this part of the lung, Qian's lung, has many more thin lines and cord-like shadows than Bernard's lungs, indicating that there are interstitial lesions in the lungs. If there are lesions, the alveoli will If it’s not easy to open, if it’s not easy to open, you won’t be able to take in enough air…”
Idian nodded repeatedly. It was indeed true. Over the years, his breathing had become more and more laborious, and the more intense the fight, the more obvious it became. Several times I tried to hit the legend, but I couldn't lift it up in one breath, I felt dizzy and had stars in my eyes.
"But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that your lungs..."
Grete's fingers continued to move downward. In the middle lobe of the right lung, near the right heart edge, in the middle of the extremely low-density lung field, there were increasingly dense thin lines, cords, and calcification points, clustering around a large solid mass. In the center of the mass, there was a strange bright spot:
"This is the most troublesome. In other words, it is the root of the disease."
Elder Fahim cooperated with Grete to enlarge the light and shadow to life size, and lowered the position to the same height as the human body. Idian looked solemn, looked at it carefully, and touched his chest with his backhand.
He moved his fingers little by little, then landed on the lower part of his right breast as if looking in a mirror, and pressed hard:
"You are right. The most troublesome thing is indeed here...more than two hundred years ago, when I entered the secret realm of elves..."
With the physique of a level 16 warrior, it is still bearable just to operate in the peripheral contaminated area. If you wear a cloak to protect yourself, a towel to cover your face, and you take a good bath, it's basically fine. However, inside the secret realm, inside the secret realm...
Even if he had fully activated his defensive magic, brought enough potions, and was extremely vigilant, he still unfortunately encountered an explosion. He got down in time, covered his body, was not injured on the spot, and even completed the seal maintenance task in a detour.
However, every breath he took after the explosion was burning, causing pain in his chest.
"I prepared a lot of medicine for him and asked him to cough out the dirty things he breathed in." Elder Fahim recalled the original treatment process and sighed helplessly:
"However, there is still a part that is too deep and cannot be coughed out. Idian relied on his amazing physique and will to force them together. Over time, it became like this..."
Why does it sound like radioactive dust...
Gretel muttered to himself. Speaking of which, we really should find some rocks, trees, or other things brought out of the contaminated area, and ask Cerela to take a look at them with the eyes of a dragon. Maybe, we can see gamma rays?
"Do you have any way to cure this symptom?" Elder Fahim's question brought Gretel's thoughts back to reality. The old man looked at him expectantly:
"I see that you have treated a lot of lung diseases...can your...lung washing...can be used on Yudian? Or, will the injection of streptomycin and penicillin be useful?"
"Lung washing must not be used!" Grete shook his hands wildly. Just kidding, if it was really radioactive dust that had already been forced into a small area, but after being washed away, it was contaminated all over the lungs. Wouldn't that be asking for death?
As for streptomycin...penicillin...then we need to do a sputum culture test to see if there are a large number of Mycobacterium tuberculosis in the lungs, or bacteria that are sensitive to penicillin...
But that's not the point. The key is, how to clean up this lesion wrapped in suspected radioactive dust...
"My current idea is to use vines to penetrate the lungs, cut off the lesion, and remove it from the body once and for all." Gretby gestured to discuss with Elder Fahim:
"But there are several difficulties now that I'm not sure about..."
"Say it, I'm here!"
Elder Fahim patted his chest. Then, he and Idian were stunned together, watching Gretel break off his fingers one by one and use his brain crazily:
"First of all, we need to keep Udian in an absolute state... Don't say that he can't hold back. The laryngeal reflex cannot be restrained and must be controlled with magic. Otherwise, the vines will not be able to pass through the throat at all;"
"Secondly, as a level 19 warrior, even if my vines go in, I'm not sure whether I can cut the lung mass... or can you, elder, do it?"
"Again, Idian used his own power to wrap these foreign objects. After cutting them off, I don't know whether he can still control them from escaping..."
"Elder, can you help me?"
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