Chapter 132 Going to Treat the Knights? I Won't Do It! (Additional Updates for the First 400 Orders)

Repair the posterior abdominal wall - psoas muscle, aponeurosis, subcutaneous tissue, skin, etc.

Rinse the abdominal cavity.

Check that there are no active bleeding points, that there is no damage to the intestines, that there is no damage to other organs...

Rinse it again with holy water, hoping to sterilize it. Hey, speaking of which, what is the sterilizing effect of holy water? I couldn't get it before. I was too busy and couldn't find time to make it myself and do a set of comparative experiments. Remember to schedule it in the future...

Close the abdomen layer by layer.

Grete operated methodically. It wasn't until Old Barney's abdominal wound healed and he was carried away by two knight attendants that everyone suddenly realized:

In the eyes of everyone, it would take several [Treat Serious Injuries] or even [Treat Fatal Injuries] to save such a serious injury. In other words, it would take a fifth-level or even seventh-level priest to do it.

From the beginning to the end, except for a tranquility spell, Gretel asked everyone to release magical spells that could be completed by third-level or fourth-level priests, or even first- and second-level priests. That tranquility technique was not even meant to save the life of the injured person.

On the battlefield, he is equivalent to leading a group of first-, second-, third- and fourth-level warriors to defeat knights who have reached level 5 or even level 7, and whose strength has undergone a qualitative change.

"Erwin, you are not an easy apprentice." The old man who came in with the bald protagonist touched his beard and narrowed his eyes. Elder Erwin glared at him warily:

"What are you planning on? Old Heath, I'm warning you, he is my apprentice! - You haven't paid back the drink you owe me!"

"Give it back!"

Elder Heath threw his head back and laughed.

He is the elder of the Church of the God of Nature in the county seat of Newster County, and has been an old friend of Elder Erwin for many years. The two studied under the same teacher when they were young, and received apprenticeship training together as servants of the God of Nature. When they grew up, they took adventures and fought together. They had fights, they had vomited, they had chased the same girl, and they had blocked each other's knives with their backs.

Years of ups and downs have long condensed the friendship between them into something akin to a life-and-death acquaintance and a bad friend.

——And showing off one's disciples, of course, is also part of the damage to friendship.

The two stood side by side from a distance, looking up into the distance. A new batch of injured soldiers had arrived in the tent area, and Gretel was busy and kept pace.

The round of treatment just now consumed Gretel's energy quite a lot, and he only managed to cheer up thanks to the fruit that Elder Erwin stuffed him with. However, in the eyes of the two mature senior priests, the young man's busy look made him look so busy. There was no hint of "I'm so tired, I want to be lazy".

This kind of sincere concern for ordinary soldiers is one of the most respected qualities in the Deism. My old friend, this disciple, has really bad eyesight.

Elder Heath clicked his tongue. He wrapped his fingers around his beard, curling it, thoughtfully:

"Erwin, have you ever thought about... letting this kid do something else?"

"for example?"

"For example, let him heal knights...Look, such a powerful healing technique should be put to greater use, right?"

"this……"

Elder Erwin hesitated for a moment and looked at his old friend up and down with a suspicious look, "What are you holding back, are you trying to poach someone?" Heath observed his words and quickly persuaded:

"Besides, you also know that the physiques of knights and ordinary people are different, and the injuries will be different. Being able to see various different things at level 1 is also good for the children, right? - If you agree , I’ll go make arrangements!”

"Wait!" Elder Erwin grabbed his old friend and said:

"Talk to him first! This kid has a stubborn temper. If we don't talk to him first, I'm afraid he won't agree!"

So, Grete, who was busy from early morning to dusk, dragged his tired body back to the tent. Just as he was about to sleep, he was blocked by two elders.

"Teacher, Elder Heath." Gretel was so tired that his mind was almost spinning. He stood at the door of the tent, his legs trembling. Halfway through hearing Elder Heath's request, he leaned against the tent wall and was about to slip out, blurting out:

"You want me to heal those knights?...I won't go."

"Gretel!" Elder Heath shouted softly. Grete came back to his senses, managed to stand upright, and bowed lightly:

"Teacher, I don't want to go. - There are many priests who treat high-level warriors, but I can save many lives by treating ordinary warriors here."

"Gretel..."

Heath's thick eyebrows were slightly clustered.

Emotionally, he understands the thoughts of his old friend and disciple, and even appreciates it as a servant of the God of Nature; however, intellectually, he really wants to persuade him sincerely: This opportunity is rare, don't let it go!

However, he was grabbed before he could open his mouth. Elder Erwin winked at him, then looked at Gretel with a friendly expression:

"Grete, if you don't want to go, then don't go. You've worked hard today, have a good rest, and don't be too tired these days. The teacher knows that you care about these civilians, but mental power is the foundation of a spell caster. You must be careful, don't You cast too much!"

Grete responded, sent the teacher away, fell down and fell asleep immediately. When I got up the next day, I had just finished checking the room when I was carried to the front line by Elder Erwin.

To be honest, although Gretel has been following the team for so many days, Gretel has never looked at the battlefield carefully. This is not as good as his previous life. When he was aiding in Africa, he saw the locals shooting into the sky with "ta-da-da-da", and also enjoyed the large-scale war scenes in "Lord of the Rings" and "Game of Thrones".

But now, following the teacher through many camps and coming to the front of the formation, I was stunned before I could take a closer look:

The smell of blood!

Burnt smell!

The stench of all kinds of burning wood, burning human bodies, and burning strange things!

After all, the smell in the emergency room was sometimes just a little worse than here. Grete calmed down and quickly adjusted. Elder Erwin had been observing his condition, and when he saw this, he showed a look of satisfaction and pointed to the opposite city:

"Look. We are attacking the city."

Arrows flew, trees and rocks fell. The soldiers carried the ladders and rushed up wave after wave, only to be knocked down to the ground again and again. Grete finally saw the origin of the injuries he had been treating these past few days:

Craniocerebral injury, caused by rolling rocks;

Those who were cut and stabbed, those who were shot with arrows, those who were slashed with swords;

Burns and scalds, scalded by charcoal fire and boiling water in the city;

Injured from a high fall, halfway up the ladder, he fell off the city wall for various reasons...

Some people were able to get in front of him and receive his treatment; however, more soldiers fell on the battlefield forever, dying slowly from serious injuries, without receiving treatment until they died.

Siege warfare in the cold weapon era was so cruel.

"Aren't there any health soldiers..."

Grete murmured.

Emotionally, he hopes to organize a rescue team, under the banner of a red cross on a white background, to travel through the battlefield between battles and rescue the wounded;

Intellectually, he knew that as a first-level pastor, he had no strength or status, and could never call on both parties to reach an agreement like the Geneva Convention.

Need to upgrade!

Whether you rely on cure, help, comfort or coercion, whether you want to develop more treatment methods, or want to combine medicine with divine arts and magic more, if you want to reduce the misery of this era, you must upgrade!

Grete was silently lost in thought. Beside him, Elder Erwin suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward:

"Look!"

The sound of hooves is like thunder. A line of war horses galloped out and headed straight to the city. The knights on the horses had bright and dazzling armor and fierce cloaks. In the gap where the rolling logs were slightly sparse, the knights ran to the bottom of the city, abandoned their horses and jumped up, reaching the top of the city in just a few leaps!

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