Chapter 1410 Elf Queen, Don’t Shorten My Life! ! !

"So far, experimental animals receiving chromosomal treatment will develop symptoms of mismatch between body structure and cells as soon as two days and as late as three days."

"So, we only have one day to complete all treatments. Especially for various diseased organs and tissues, it is best for us to allow new and correct organs to grow within one day."

In the conference room, Grete pointed at the form that he had embodied and talked eloquently.

On both sides of the long table, in addition to Princess Norrell, who was present as a family member of the patient, there were also two rows of elven legends. One by one, they turned their bodies sideways and looked at the three-dimensional light screen to listen to what he said.

Behind them, there were two rows of chairs placed against the wall. The seats were crowded with these legendary disciples, and they wished they could hang them in the air and put them in another row.

Just looking at the scene, it's very similar to Gretel's meeting in his previous life, where he spoke while playing the ppt.

Of course, at that time, most of the discussions were about medical records and even death cases. The attending physician or deputy chief physician who speaks above will often be criticized in turn by the chief directors sitting below, and the questions will make them sweat...

Even now, Grete is not easy. After he explained his experimental process and experimental records, inquiries came one after another from both sides of the long table:

"Why do new cells not match the original body after the chromosomes are corrected?"

“Can the patient tolerate having all the organs and tissues treated at once?”

"There is a limit to the amount of treatment a patient can endure. How can we ensure that the treatment can be effective when so much is being treated at one time?"

"What is the order of treatment? Why is it in this order?"

"Is it possible to treat it in batches, say, on the first day, just to treat the most important organs?"

"After the heart is cured, how will it adapt to the surrounding blood vessels?"

A large number of problems hit us like a violent storm. Fortunately, Grete has had enough surgeries in the past period, and now he is confident enough to explain them one by one:

"Because new cells are not produced to support the original body. For example, if a rabbit is infected by the devil's breath, we have observed that the body size becomes larger and the heart rate decreases, so the heart will definitely change..."

As he said this, he called up two more pictures:

"The infected rabbit's body surface becomes keratinized and even crustacean, its weight increases from 3 kilograms to 5 kilograms, and the skin structure undergoes the following changes...

The heart rate dropped from 180-250 beats/min to 120-180 beats/min. Heart enlargement or cardiac hypertrophy occurs... After the chromosome is corrected, such a heart will inevitably cause it pain..."

The presentation and defense lasted a whole day. Gretel's mouth was dry, so he could only take small sips and throw a healing spell into his throat——

With a group of legends sitting down there, he couldn't go out to use the toilet every hour, or go to the toilet every two hours...

At the end of the day's meeting, the legends discussed it behind closed doors for another three days, and then collectively ran over to watch him perform surgery. In full view of the public, Gretel spent ten days and completed ten operations in a row, all of which were successful.

The magic pig treated on the first day was still alive and kicking on the tenth day. The breath of life is getting stronger and stronger, and the mental state is getting better and better.

"It seems that my brother's illness can finally be cured..."

Princess Norrell finished the operation with a smile, and followed the elders to check out the magic pigs. He retreated to the tree in the distance and could no longer bear to cover his face with his hands, tears gurgling down from his fingers:

"Finally... finally I can... thank you so much... thank you so much..."

The Lord of Thunder stood in front of her with a straight face and said nothing. After a long while, he coughed and waved his hand randomly:

"That's what he should do. Say thank you or not, this kid, I also want to thank you for giving him the opportunity and giving him so many resources for research!"

Princess Norrell burst into tears and laughed. She let go of her hands, raised her head, letting tears hang at the corners of her eyes and cheeks, and looked at the Lord of Thunder with a smile:

"Christine, thank you so much. For my brother's sake, I brought you all the way to Yongju Island...I..."

"It's a trivial matter. There are so many elders guarding my advancement, and for this favor, I should also help with research. - Besides, it's not like I've been cured now, and I can't even start treatment right away. It's still early to say thank you. !”

It is indeed impossible to start treatment right away. Due to the seriousness of the matter, Her Majesty the Queen once again invited Elder Heral to predict a new treatment plan.

Moreover, the elder must activate the prophecy on a full moon night, which delays it for another half a month:

This half month is just enough time for Elder Helal to work hard to understand Gretel's thesis, observe the condition of the magic pig being treated, and watch Gretel undergo several more surgeries...

The more you know, the higher the probability that the prediction will be correct, and the less expensive it will be to activate it. The prophet followed Grete, watching him every step of the way for half a month, and then made another prophecy:

The smoke of flowers and herbs, and the dripping blood of the Queen, formed a vague human form, filled with silver light.

The silver light passed through the smoke figure over and over again, from head to toe, like a wash. In the human form, the extremely tiny but extremely tough black energy was removed bit by bit with the silver light.

…This process didn’t exist at the beginning. Grete thought silently: Is this the process of exorcising the curse, or, to put it another way, is it the process of guiding the power of nature to let the limited wishing spell modify the chromosomes?

If the black energy is completely removed, does it mean that the abnormal parts of the chromosomes have disappeared, and the cells can respond to the treatment normally and be guided to grow normally?

Sure enough, after the last ray of black energy disappeared, the second simulated limited wishing spell was activated again:

The silver light pours into the patient's chest, guiding the growth of the interventricular septum, the expansion of the diameter of the pulmonary artery, and the pulmonary valve...

This time, wherever the limited wishing technique goes, there are no more black lights to compete with it, and they continue to conflict and explode.

After the spell was completed, what appeared in front of everyone was a good heart that, although not that strong, was normal and beating rhythmically.

Next, the surgical process proceeds in an orderly manner. Cleaning was carried out in an orderly manner according to the various abnormal parts previously detected by nuclear magnetic resonance.

When it is necessary to resect, it is resected, when it is necessary to guide growth, it is guided to grow, and when it is necessary to modify, it is modified.

After a dazzling operation, the smoke figure became more and more solid and normal. It was already made of smoke and almost turned into a skeleton filled with silver light.

"Ms. Silver Moon's blessing." Finally, Elder Heral dispersed the smoke and moonlight, lay on the ground, and prayed hoarsely.

Before and after, from the queen to the two princesses to the little prince, and all the elf legends visiting the scene, they uniformly lowered their heads and murmured:

"Ms. Silver Moon's blessing..."

Grete looked left and right, then lowered his head and looked at the ground in the same manner. Serila held his arm tightly beside her, waited for the group of people to look up again, and asked impatiently:

"Okay?"

"That's enough..." Elder Heral replied slowly:

"There shouldn't be much danger... As long as we can control the time well and finish it as soon as possible, there won't be any danger..."

Before she finished speaking, the queen's body softened and she fell to her knees. While raising his arms high and praying to the silver moon hanging high in the sky, tears streamed down his face. At the same time, the joy couldn't be concealed and flew up to the brow.

Beside her, Princess Norrell and the Lord of Thunder across from each other locked eyes, their gazes so connected that they couldn't be cut apart with a knife.

After a long time, the Queen calmed down her excitement and moved to Gretel in small steps. He put his hands together, crossed his fingers in front of him, and bowed deeply to him:

"Then I'm begging you. ...Then, I'm begging you a lot..."

"Don't!" Grete hurriedly went to help her. His hand was halfway stretched out, but he didn't dare to touch her body. He was at a loss and froze in mid-air, and he just fell to his knees with a plop:

Her Majesty the Queen, your daughter is about to become my master's wife; from here on, you should be my master's grandmother... no... my master's grandmother... anyway, you are two generations older than me.

If you salute me like this, you are shortening my life!

"No! I'm a healer! It's what I should do to save lives and relieve the pain of patients! You don't have to thank me!

——Actually, I should thank you for believing in me and giving me the opportunity to try treatment. Thank you for giving me so many research resources..."

The more he spoke, the more incoherent he became. Fortunately, Serila took a step from his side, put her hands on the queen's arms, and dragged her up to stand upright:

"Hey! Why are you in such a hurry to thank him! The treatment hasn't even started yet! - Let him have a good sleep first, and then arrange time for treatment. When the treatment is over and cured, how can we thank him again!"

Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Looking at his appearance, the queen finally couldn't help but smile and bowed slightly:

"Then... let's wait until the treatment is over. You have a good rest first. After you have rested enough and your condition has been adjusted, we will arrange the time to see when it is convenient for you to start the treatment."

This is the good thing about elective surgery, it is much more comfortable than emergency surgery. Gretel secretly praised and raised a smile:

"Then I will go back and rest first. Later, I will confirm the treatment plan with you. It is best to improve the examination..."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the teacher. As soon as his eyes touched, the Lord of Thunder spoke leisurely:

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm already a high-level mage. It's time to sleep and meditate. Are you still waiting for me to say something?"

Teacher, isn't this a sign of respect for you and giving you some face...

In public, in front of so many people, you are attacking me like this. If there are only two people here, why don't you kick me off the top of the World Tree?

"Then I'll take my leave." Grete bowed, held Serrela's hand, and walked out. Walking to the top edge of the World Tree, he bent down and patted the bark under his feet:

"Ashu, send Cerela and I down, please~~~"

"Yoho~~~"

World Tree Slide, start!