Chapter 1481 Grete, the New Male Doctor of the Dragon Clan (Please Vote for Me at the End of the Month!)

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"It must be cut off!"

"Don't worry about this stuff, let's survive first!"

"Wait until you are healed, wait until you are healed! Wait until you are fully healed and all these powers have been eliminated, then we can try limb regeneration again..."

"I don't want it, I don't want it! You guys just said that these powers can't be digested until Legend! I don't have children now, and I definitely won't be able to have one when Legend comes!"

Up, up, up, up, the extremely penetrating dragon roar, mixed with anxiety and pain, echoed in the room. Grete's first reaction was to quickly cover Serira's eyes:

"Cerilla, turn around! Don't look!"

"Is there anything I can't see! It's not like I don't know!" Cerela twisted in his hand:

"What are you doing! Let go!!!"

"puff……"

One of the healers in the front treatment group couldn't help laughing. Without looking back, he smiled and said intermittently:

"Young man, please don't stop her... The dragon clan's inherited memory... Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you still know it..."

Gretel: "..."

I hate the inherited memories of the Dragon Clan!

Hate!

How can a girl know these things!

Just like me, just like my classmates, I only got a rough idea of ​​the physiological structure of the opposite sex after I went to college, in departmental and local analysis classes!

But the inherited memory of the dragon clan... Well... when you reach the adult dragon stage, it may be true, and you will know everything you need to know...

With just such a distraction, Serira had already struggled out. Fortunately, after being pulled by Grete, she turned around and turned her back to the injured. She didn't try to turn around anymore. She just wrinkled her little nose and hummed to Grete:

"Stingy! I hate Bala! What can't I see? Only let me see you!"

Low laughter echoed one after another in the treatment room. Even Gould's painful screams stopped for a moment, and then he coughed violently several times...

Gretel froze in place, feeling a little embarrassed. Ordinarily, there is no need for him to block Cerela's view. Girls studying medicine, whether they are doctors or nurses, after several years of internship and work, what have they not seen before?

But Cerela is different!

Cerela is my girlfriend! I don't want her to see it, I just don't want her to see it!

In the past, when performing operations on male patients, she was disinfected and draped. After everything was completed, she was called in! Why should she look directly at her private parts without any protection because the other party is a dragon?

He was shameless and simply took a step forward to block Serila and several healers. With his back pressed against the silver dragon girl's back, he held his head high and looked forward:

"Actually, if you just want to have a baby, even if that thing blows up, you may not be able to give birth..."

"Huh?"

Cerira made a soft sound of surprise from behind. Grete didn't look back, raised her hand, set up a wind barrier to separate her, and continued:

"It depends on where it is blown up. If only the outside part is blown up, the part inside that produces life essence is still good and can continue to grow. If the outside part is blown up, just blow it up. There is no rush to repair it for the time being..."

"Are you sure?"

Gould turned his head with difficulty and rolled his eyes, trying to keep an eye on Gretel. His belly was upside down, his lower abdomen was throbbing with blood, and he looked half dead. The situation was particularly tragic.

Only the two will-o'-the-wisps dancing faintly in those steel-blue eyes seemed to be a little lively. Grete was a little embarrassed by what he saw, and said bravely:

"Theoretically, that's the case. I've done experiments...but it also depends on where the explosion hit. If the most critical part is blown away, then you can only rely on regeneration..."

"Little guy, tell me in detail." Elder Batista suddenly interrupted. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the rays of light fell on Gould, temporarily stopping his pain:

"It doesn't matter where it gets blown up? What kind of experiment are you doing?"

"Uh... I'm not particularly clear about the dragon's body structure..."

Gretel turned his left foot to his right foot, and his right foot to his left foot, searching his intestines while answering.

He really didn't know much about the physiological structure of the Dragon Clan. The only knowledge he had was either scratching the surface or making circumstantial remarks:

The outer part is not hanging outside the body like humans, but is kept inside the body and does not pop out until mating.

What does it look like? Gretel has never seen it with his own eyes - he usually activates the transformation technique and is busy experiencing the feeling of energy flow. After struggling for thirty minutes, all his energy has been exhausted and he really has no time to pay attention. Nothing else;

Then, he had dissected the physiological structure of the lizard. But...lizard!

Lizards and dragons are exactly the same and have ghosts!

Finally, he took the life essence of the dragon beast and finally took a look at the structure outside. As for what's inside, that's purely guessing...

He quickly glanced back and saw that Cerela was still facing him obediently. He immediately hooked his fingers and summoned a patch of light and shadow. Then, pointing to the light and shadow, he said:

"The upper part...these two spheres...are the part that produces and stores life essence; the lower part is the organ that injects life essence into the female dragon's body."

Having said this, the light and shadow quickly dissipated, and another one appeared:

"I have done experiments and observed that the things stored in the two spheres above are many very, very small life forms. As long as they enter the body of the female dragon, theoretically, they can impregnate the female dragon..."

"oh?"

Elder Batista raised his eyebrows in surprise. As a senior healer, he already knew some of the things Gretel just said, and in some, he could even see the errors in them - such as the physiological structure of dragons;

And some, he only vaguely understood, but did not research in this direction. He pondered and stared at Gretel:

"What about power? What about the fusion of souls? Without these, only the injection of life essence, is it possible to conceive?"

"This is a difficult point." Grete nodded seriously:

“During my experiments, I observed that only by supplying sufficient energy can the life essences of the male and female be perfectly combined.

Of course, I am using a female of a low-level monster, which already has extremely high demand for energy. If the male dragon and the female dragon are not combined normally, the power that needs to be absorbed will be even more terrifying, and the female dragon may have to bear it..."

Elder Batista nodded and frowned. The combination and gestation of dragons place very high demands on both parties. It can be said that from the moment of mating, both parents must mobilize great strength.

And this power is collected and condensed in the female dragon's body, and injected into the dragon egg bit by bit, growing together with the dragon egg. Relying solely on the female dragon to provide strength would be a considerable burden on the female...

"I do!!!"

With a bang, the light curtain on Gretel's left hand side shattered and pieces flew into the air.

From the other side of the light screen, a female dragon, whose size was only above Gould but not below him, rushed in. She alone had the momentum of a tank group to charge:

"I do! As long as I can give birth to a child and put in a little more effort, I am willing!!!"

With a swipe sound, Cerela quickly moved to Grete's left side, unfolded her original form, and blocked the flying colorful light.

"Ketikaludi..." Gould struggled to get up. Elder Batista raised his hand slightly, pushed him back to the ground, and said seriously:

"Tika, don't worry. - Gretel, can I see your experimental process? I have to evaluate it myself to determine whether this plan is feasible."

"no problem!"

Grete agreed immediately. He summoned the mobile tower spirit, and then summoned the oak staff, connected them together, and prepared to retrieve the original records. Then, he stopped his hand and made a few random gestures:

"Uh... energy source..."

The elders and several healers laughed. The elder stepped lightly and saw the light curtain on the ground rippled layer by layer with him as the center, and soon formed a vortex.

The vortex kept turning and condensing, and in a few breaths, it turned into a clear pool in front of Gretel.

Grete tentatively adjusted the mobile tower spirit and let it explore the interface connected to the energy pool. Soon, the entire tower spirit lit up layer by layer from bottom to top.

This...this light curtain...

Is this entire palace of light really made of energy? When is it necessary, can it be adjusted at any time and energy mobilized at any time?

Ah, I really want one... Even if I tear down a room and go back...

Grete thought silently, working non-stop, first pulling out the draft of the paper, and then presenting the experimental records, magic array configuration, different energy supplies and different chromosome strips, all one by one.

Even though this treatment room is extremely spacious, enough for four or five adult dragons to move around calmly, all the texts, records, pictures and charts that Grete has retrieved are spread out in the treatment room.

Elder Batista and several other healers all stared at the light screen. Look from the beginning to the end, and then look from the end to the beginning. Finally, the elder whispered:

"You can try. - Come on, Gretel, come over and see what you should do to take out the life essence?"

Grete took a few steps forward obediently, and felt a gust of wind coming, wrapping him up and rising lightly. He raised his head, moved forward, and looked down. The skin on Gould's lower abdomen was torn apart, and it was like a mass of blood and flesh!

Grete frowned and looked carefully for a long time, but couldn't discern the anatomical structure from this mass of flesh and blood that kept exploding. He could only answer tentatively:

"Theoretically, the corresponding fluid can be removed from that organ, confirm the presence of sperm under a microscope, and then inject it into the female dragon. If it cannot be removed from the connected tube, a long needle can also be used to puncture..."

"You want to try?"

Gretel: "..."

No, I am an emergency doctor. When did I become a dragon andrologist?

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