Chapter 1113 The Mass in the Lungs, This Glow Is so Strange!

Grete felt that when he came to the Fertile Forest this time, he brought food and food.

Regarding his first question, about anesthesia, Elder Fahim smiled and took out a small jar. Dip a little bit on a wooden skewer and apply it on Gretel's lips——

I don’t want to wear lipstick!

No lip balm either!

Gretel turned his head, raised his head, and shouted in his heart.

However, the elder's understatement looked unpleasant, but Gretel watched helplessly without moving away. After the wooden sign was passed, he immediately felt his lips were numb and could not speak even a single word.

Very good, absorbed by the mucous membrane, quick and effective. It feels like lidocaine aerosol from a previous life...

With this thing, laryngoscopes, tracheoscopes, and bronchoscopes can indeed be done at will.

"This is very useful. Apply it to the throat and it can cause paralysis for ten minutes to an hour." Elder Fahim waved his hand to remove the ointment, and a green light fell on Gretel:

"You don't have to worry about laryngeal reflex spasms, vomiting, or the inability to insert the vine."

Well, the medicinal properties will be relieved quickly...

Grete felt her lips regained their flexibility and softness, and she opened her mouth to speak. Elder Fahim had already put the jar into his hand, and without waiting for him to ask "usage, dosage, pharmacokinetics, toxicity", he took out a handful of seeds:

"I have cultivated this kind of golden and silver vine for hundreds of years. It consumes little money, is sensitive to control, tough, light, and has good magic conductivity. It is very convenient to use it for cutting, lighting, and conducting healing. It is easier to use than your gadgets. Much more. Here, take it.”

"This..." Grete wanted to say, "How can this be so embarrassing?" His right hand had been opened and pinched, and a heavy small cloth bag was stuffed in his palm. The elder looked sideways at Idian and stroked his beard:

"As for the third question, you don't have to worry. Even if he can't control it, he still has me."

Okay, okay... The legendary spell caster should still be reassuring in terms of spell strength...

With the support of the elders and all the tools, the next surgery will be easy. Grete gestured, introduced the operation process to Elder Fahim and Youdian, did sputum culture, blood tests, and made various preparations for the operation.

The most important lesson is to work hard to control the new vines given by Elder Fahim. The light and shadow projected by the CT three-dimensional reconstruction are twisting and turning, constantly giving birth to:

Into the nostrils!

Go around the throat!

Cross the glottis and enter the trachea!

Right main bronchus!

Right middle lobe bronchus!

Tertiary, fourth, and fifth bronchi...

It must be noted that what the elder calls "low consumption and sensitive control" may indeed be true for the legendary master. However, for Gretel, an 11th-level mage...

He once again experienced the feeling of wearing double gloves and protective clothing, holding a long poke card, and performing minimally invasive surgery in the patient's chest.

Maybe he needs to hang a brick on each forearm to work on his strength? Or, what he actually needs is to "hang a brick" on his mental strength?

Grete practiced day and night for half a month. Seeing that his vines went from hitting the wall every day to being able to penetrate deeper calmly;

From being able to enter only the right middle lobe bronchus to being able to enter extremely small and extremely thin inferior bronchi;

From being able to simply activate the vines, to stimulating growth while controlling the front end of the vines to glow, release healing spells, and cut;

From walking through the illusory light and shadow, to walking through the lungs of an adult sambar deer when the demon tiger Ranath hit it...

There is progress every day, and there are results every day. Youdian sees it in his eyes and is not too anxious. This high-level warrior who made up his mind to sacrifice himself and make one last attempt at the secret realm settled down comfortably in the outpost.

Relax your mind, take care of your body, accept treatment from the elders, and accept various examinations from Gretel. Half a month later, a bronchoscopic lung tumor resection was started in the operating room of Grete's Master's Lodge.

Grete is the surgeon, Elder Fahim is assisting, and Serila is gearing up and working as an equipment nurse on the side. Gretel gave her additional instructions:

"Celera, when the thing is cut out, please use the eyes of a dragon to take a look at it. - If there is any strange brilliance, immediately, immediately!"

He pointed to the lead box next to him. Lead is one of the metals that magicians hate the most: it has a very poor affinity for magic, is almost impossible to respond to, and is difficult to shape directly using mental power.

Gretel handed it over to Bernard, who smashed it with a hammer and squeezed it with his hands before he made a square lead box, ready to contain the suspicious organization:

"——Put it in this box and close the lid tightly so that nothing can be leaked out!"

"Don't worry!" The silver dragon girl raised her head. As he spoke, his silver-blue eyes turned into shining silver vertical pupils, looking around:

"Nothing can be hidden from my eyes!"

Elder Fahim smiled and sighed. On the operating table, Udian rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly:

For this operation, his chest hair and armpit hair were all shaved! He shaved it himself! Elder Fahim was under surveillance and not even a single hair was allowed to be left behind!

Grete had a very good reason: although the possibility was extremely low, if something went wrong, a large chest opening would be needed to save his life. Instead of shaving in a hurry when the time comes, it’s better to be prepared in advance!

His chest hair!

His sexy chest hair!

Although he doesn't plan to seduce beautiful women here, but...it took him hundreds of years to develop such a little chest hair!

It's a pity that he couldn't even protest loudly. Elder Fahim said "Close your eyes and open your mouth" and then applied a dollop of ointment to his throat. Immediately afterwards, a vine tremblingly penetrated through the nostril...

"Well, it's good to use the secret eye to control the direction of the vines..."

"Next time, you can put an insect in...for example, an ant. Use a spell to connect the ant's vision, and you can see very clearly..."

"Let the center of the golden and silver vine pass through liquid nitrogen and quickly freeze it? Why not directly release the freezing spell through the vine? Are you worried that the spell strength is too low and the parts cannot be controlled well? This makes sense..."

Elder Fahim looked at the arcane eye screen, commented in a low voice, and discussed with Gretel in a low voice. Gretel was concentrating on operating the vines, occasionally answering a few words. The vines go deeper little by little, cutting, cutting, cutting again...

"Yudian! Relax your strength! Don't resist!"

The elder drank lowly. A powerful force was suppressed out of thin air. Before Idian could say anything, Gretel had already tightened his breath and almost knelt down——

Elder, please control him so that he doesn’t implicate me!

The soldier on the operating table closed his eyes and relaxed his body. Grete's forehead was sweating, and he manipulated the vines to cut, cut, cut, but couldn't cut...

"I come!"

With a flick of his fingertips, Elder Fahim had already raised his hand and put it on the vine. Grete shouted urgently:

"Cut slowly! Cut a little, treat a little, and don't let the wound bleed!"

"knew!"

Elder Fahim moved swiftly. The thin vines moved like arms in his hands, cutting, treating, wrapping, and dragging out——

"Cerella!"

"coming!"

Cerela rushed over pushing the floating saucer. Seeing Gretel using the knife to cut open the mass, she immediately opened the lid of the lead box:

"Gretel! The light inside this lump is so strange!"

It's over, is it really radioactive dust...

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