Chapter 1440: Do You Have to Risk Your Life to Treat the Dragon Clan?

——Healers are popular wherever they go.

This was Grete's first thought.

——I have never cured a dragon! I have absolutely no idea about the dragon's body structure and the flow of elements within the dragon's body!

Except for the silver dragon, I have seen Cerela's appearance, and I have transformed into the silver dragon form. I don't understand the other dragons at all!

This was Gretel's second thought.

——What’s wrong with this dragon? If I had surgery, I wouldn't be able to cut it! Given its level, for the limited wishing spell to be effective, ten or eight may not be enough...

This was Gretel's third and last thought. Before he could change his thoughts, the lava dragon Gersen rumbled on:

"Thirty years ago, I swallowed a big rock under this volcano. It felt good when I first swallowed it, but not long after I swallowed it, I started to feel uncomfortable... and I still feel uncomfortable until now!

Mr. Healer, can you help me? "

Ah this...

Is this really going to treat Long?

Grete glanced at Cerela subconsciously.

Cerela hovered at the edge of the magma pool, trying to keep herself as far away from the magma as possible while still keeping a distance that she could rush over at any time. Seeing Grete's eyes, he wagged his tail slightly:

"Grete, if you think it's okay, just show it to him. Gerson is quite good. When he lived near us, many of the bathhouses we used to bathe in were dug out by him..."

Bath, bathtub...

dig it out……

Gretel first imagined a black and red head lying in the magma, peeping at other dragons taking a bath. Thinking about it again, neither the golden dragon nor the silver dragon seems to like soaking in lava.

So it's an abandoned fire vent that was used to convert a bath? When Grete looked at Gerson again, he felt like a diligent digger, and then a diligent excavator.

Soon, I imagined a diligent plumber running and jumping in the magma, breaking huge rocks and correcting the flow of the magma.

Hey, lava dragons like volcanic craters. They like to soak in the magma and dig dragon nests in the magma when they have nothing to do. Even the young dragons that have just been separated need to find a small crater to live in.

While digging a house for yourself, dredge out the lava. When the baby dragon grows up and needs to change its house, the small dredged crater will be tidied up and used as a natural bath...

"So what kind of rock was that you were eating? How big was it? What shape was it?"

Grete began to inquire. After thirty years of eating a stone, I still feel uncomfortable. Could this be an intestinal obstruction?

By the way, how tough is the dragon's intestines? How can he still survive after being blocked for thirty years?

"I don't know!" Gerson shook his head and threw out a series of magma ideas:

"I don't know! I just thought it was edible, so I ate it. It's probably... this big..."

It raised a paw and gestured. The magma in front of him rolled and condensed, first forming a piece the size of a table, then the size of a sofa, and then the size of a double bed... Gretel was sweating:

"Wait a minute! This stone is bigger than your throat! Did you bite it into pieces and swallow it, or did you swallow it whole?"

"Of course, swallow it whole!" Gerson gave him a strange look, then turned to look at Cerela:

"Serila, didn't you tell him? We dragons eat a lot of food. We don't swallow it from the throat to the stomach. We swallow it into the natural space, store it, and digest it slowly!"

...Come on.

If it is swallowed into the natural space and digested slowly, it will not go through the digestive tract, and if it does not go through the digestive tract, it is not an intestinal obstruction in the physical sense.

The good news was that no surgery was needed, but the bad news was that if it wasn't intestinal obstruction, he couldn't figure out what the problem was for the time being. Grete asked while thinking intently:

"Is the stone still there? Or, are the fragments still there?"

"No more, I've finished eating a long time ago." Gerson shook his head again and sank a little into the magma, leaving only his head on the surface of the magma:

"I thought I was overeating, but I still felt uncomfortable after eating. I haven't felt comfortable for all these years..."

"How does it feel? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

A loud roar erupted from the crater. The magma burst, and balls of flames erupted outward. From a distance, Grete seemed to hear the natives’ exclamations and screams, more than one...

"Ouch!"

Grete screamed. Taking advantage of the rain of fire, he quickly exited the crater and immediately followed the sound and rushed towards the direction where the scream came from.

Fortunately, he was quite proficient in casting spells in the silver dragon form, especially the healing spell. Seeing the natives struggling in the magma, a series of spells such as floating, cleaning, and healing were thrown out:

Finally, the floating technique and the strong wind blew these natives far away, to a place where they would not be sprayed by the lava. Alas, several dragons are chatting. Why are they so close?

Look at the ground, there are pandanus, mangoes, avocados, bananas... huge shells, bright pearls... birds with brilliant feathers, ferocious beasts...

They all seem to be specialties on the island, but none of them are what the lava dragon likes to eat or play with. The lava dragon, which lives in the huge lava lake at the heart of the volcano, only likes collections that will not be burned to ashes by the magma——

Metals, gems, magic weapons, and more. Obviously, these natives have been living with the lava dragon for at least thirty years, and they still haven't figured out how to please their gods.

Grete sighed, rolled up the collection, put it on the floating saucer and dragged it back.

Returning to the crater, Cerela had transformed into an elf form and created a wind barrier for herself. The wind barrier was covered with a cloud of water mist. She chatted with Gerson without saying a word:

"Why did you move here?"

"There is a volcano here! - There is only so much space on Dragon Island. If we can't live in it anymore, don't we have to move out?"

"No, I mean...how did you find such a place? This is an island! It's an island! Such a big sea, such a lonely island, how did you find it?"

"The smell of the volcano is so good! I smelled it and moved here!"

"Can you smell it from so far away?"

"That's not true. When I was looking for a place to live, I happened to hear migrating birds saying that there was a volcanic eruption here... By the way, what about you? How did you escape? How did you grow up so fast?"

"Because I'm awesome!" Cerela raised her head high and her pretty face shone:

"But Gretel is still great! Gretel is the most powerful! I followed him and studied those things together. After studying and studying, I advanced!"

"Ahem." Gretel also released the dragon shape transformation, fell next to her, and pushed the floating disk into the crater.

Cerela's eyes widened when she saw the plate full of shells and pearls floating on the lava. On the contrary, Gerson sighed in annoyance:

"It's these again, it's these again. It's these every time. If they hadn't just asked me to be okay and not to spray lava, I would have driven them away!"

"These things are very good!" Cerela grabbed Gretel, pulled his arm and hid it behind her, and shook him hard twice. Gerson raised his head a little from the magma, and then sank down again with a crash:

"You can take it if you like it, but I don't want it. As a reward, can you let your partner treat me?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm itchy! It's itchy everywhere!"

Gerson rolled in the lava. The magma splashed, and Cerela screamed in surprise, and quickly grabbed Gretel and flew back.

The lava dragon sank into the crater. After a while, there was a rumbling sound from below, going east and west, like a huge creature struggling to hit the inner wall of the mountain:

boom!

boom!

boom!

"What else but itching?!"

After a while, the lava dragon emerged from the magma. Gretel shouted loudly to him, and Gerson floated out little by little, with lava flowing down from his body:

"There's still swelling! Look, it's swollen here, it's swollen here, it's swollen here too... it's lumpy and bumpy..."

Gretel followed his directions. There are large and small lumps everywhere on the lava dragon's back, under the base of its wings, and on its tail.

The small one is as big as an egg, so the big one can hold it together with its arms and hold the big one up with its dragon scales. Under the dragon scales, there was a popping sound from time to time, and a ball of something that looked like magma and a little smelly exploded.

sulfur?

No, not sulfur...

Grete sniffed. After staying in the volcanic environment for too long, he felt that his sense of smell had deteriorated a bit. Are these things allergic? Is it the urticaria and wheals of the Dragon Clan? Is it a tumor or something else?

He couldn't figure out why at the moment, so he first took a picture of a cloud chamber to see if there was any radiation in this thing. However, not to mention PM2.5, even PM10 on the magma exceeded the standard by countless times, and it was impossible to see anything in the cloud chamber.

I took out the Geiger counter again and shook it, but nothing happened. Throwing out the secret eye, he looked at the lumps carefully and couldn't help but feel angry:

Under the dragon scales, in the gaps between the dragon scales, large and small stones are stuck together. There are porous and loose pumice, and there are hard and smooth obsidian...

"I mean, have you considered taking a shower first? Wash off those stones next to the lump? Maybe if you wash it off, it will stop itching?"

"It only hurts after you wash it off! It feels better if you rub it like this!"

Gerson shouted loudly. Gretel sighed and shouted back:

"Then can you bear it for a while? Let me take a sample and see what is in this mass? - If you agree, you can come out for a while and go to a cooler place on the edge. I can't see you in the magma!"

The ground was shaken. Gerson slowly crawled out, walked to the edge of the fire pool, and lay down on the crater's ring wall. Grete held up the shield, walked closer, and released several golden skeletons to take samples:

The long knife in the skeleton's hand pried open the dragon scales, slashed hard, and cut off an unknown mass. With a crackle, the thing suddenly exploded, and hot magma poured over the skeleton.

Gretel:! ! !

Luckily I have plenty of skeletons on hand!

If I were to go to see a doctor in person, I would risk my life!