Chapter 179 It’s Done, It’s My Turn

“…Ascaricidal intestinal obstruction.

Gastrointestinal decompression and 500ml warm saline enema were given.

About 500ml of oxygen was injected through the gastric tube (Grete circled the word, feeling very guilty), and the patient's pain was immediately relieved. After 15 minutes, I used magical observation to confirm that the roundworms were basically dead.

After 30 minutes, give 200ml of soybean oil, add about 200g of onion, squeeze the juice, mix well and take it orally. Watch closely.

Exhaustion and defecation in the anus occurred after 5.5 hours. "

Gretel put the last stroke on the medical record, stood up straight, and stretched. This patient is finally cured!

Speaking of which, this time it went quite smoothly, there were no accidents, and the informed consent form for the surgery was not used - of course, from a doctor's point of view, it is best not to use it. Not only that, he also gained a little more...

By the way, what is that bell for?

Gretel dug and dug, and took out the bell given by the old magician from his pocket, looking up and down:

The silver-white bell-shaped bell is a little over three centimeters in height and 2.5 centimeters in diameter, with a bell tongue hanging in the middle. Gretel took it in his hand and shook it. The tongue seemed to be cast inside the bell, motionless and not ringing at all.

Uh...it seems that's not how it is used...

Grete took it closer to observe. The bell was engraved with fine patterns. Looking carefully, it was a magic word written in cursive script. He identified each word and read it out unknowingly:

"Everything in the past is...all is...all is..."

I couldn't pronounce the last word. There were gentle footsteps behind him, and someone walked up to him, and an old voice prompted:

"illusory."

"Everything in the past is an illusion!" Gretel immediately repeated it. The bell jingled, and a wisp of smoke came out from the opening of the bell. The lower half was still inside, but the upper half had condensed into a human shape. He leaned on the edge and shouted:

"Who is it? I was reciting a spell and was still hesitating. I stretched my head halfway and then retracted it again!"

Uh...uh...excuse me?

Grete almost blurted out, but at the last moment, he would hold back.

He looked carefully and saw that the guy emerging from the bell was not big. His upper body was only about a foot tall, and his total height was estimated to be no more than two feet. He has green skin, blue hair, a high nose, and pointed ears. He looks extremely ugly.

The two hands holding on to the edge of the bell were thin and long, with fingers like spider legs, which felt like they could snap with just a slight touch. The old magician explained beside him:

"I got this bell in the ruins in the early years. There is a monster sealed in it, which is this guy. You can control it by holding the bell. The opening spell is the sentence on the shell. When you take it back, recite it backwards."

Reading backwards? This is too tiring! Gretel was secretly speechless. The old magician seemed to know what he was thinking, and added:

"You can change the opening spell by using your mental power to imprint it on him."

Gretel quickly thanked him. Master Tolga waved his hand:

"It's nothing. Asking for your unique secret recipe should be some compensation. - This guy is not very strong, but his hands are quite skillful. He can help you make some accessories and so on."

As he said this, he glanced at the monster. The monster had completely crawled out of the bell. It was doing somersaults on the ground, raising a dragonfly, tossing back and forth, and muttering curses. A smile flashed in the old magician's eyes:

"This thing is quite loyal, but it has a bad temper and likes to curse. If you make it some delicious food, its work efficiency will be doubled. If it doesn't know how to cook, you can just buy a few candies for it. "

Can you make jewelry?

Very good!

My microscope! My slides, coverslips! My syringe! My needle!

Gretel's eyes brightened. He respectfully thanked him again, quickly picked up the little monster and ran back to his room. The old magician slowly added from behind:

"By the way, the energy that keeps this thing moving in the outside world is gold coins..."

It's a gold coin...

It's a gold coin...

It's a gold coin...

Gretel's legs went weak and he almost fell down.

gold?

How many gold coins does he have left in his pocket now?

How many days will it take to hire this thing?

Is the cost of asking him to make microscopes and needles higher than buying them in the market?

I'll rename it "Gold Coin" later!

Grete thought viciously. He put the little monster back into the bell and walked quickly into the room. Selina had already walked out of the innermost room. His face was red and his trouser legs were a little damp. When he saw Gretel, he reflexively stepped aside:

"She's doing much better. ...Thank you."

"Nothing, I'm a healer." Grete smiled and nodded, passing by the female knight, and walked quickly inside: "I'm going to see her - by the way, are the things she solved still there? They haven't been thrown away. Bar?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds. There was still no sound from behind. When Gretel turned around, he saw that half of the female knight's cheeks and ears were dyed pink. He had no choice but to shrug, spread his hands to himself, and continue walking inside——

Whether the parasites in this world are roundworms or not, as a doctor, he must see it with his own eyes before he can be reassured.

"...Not yet. I'll take you there." As soon as he walked into the longhouse door, the female knight had already followed. Although he still refused to look at Gretel, he walked faster and faster, and soon passed him. She turned left and right to guide Grete, and finally, holding her nose, she dragged a wooden barrel out of the corner:

"Here...what are you looking at!"

Grete had already picked up a water ladle, scooped up water, and poured it into the barrel. The small black pottery dish in the left hand and the wooden stick in the right hand were stirred in the wooden barrel. Soon, white worms were stirred up. Grete picked up a few and put them on the plate. After careful observation, he found that they were indeed the same as the roundworms he had seen in his previous life:

They are long and thin, with horizontal stripes on the body surface, and some have curled tails. When I was doing a parenteral rotation in my previous life, I was treated by a patient with roundworm intestinal obstruction. Unfortunately, at noon that day, the lunch box left for them was fried noodles——

That time, several interns couldn't eat even half a mouthful.

I felt really disgusted when I endorsed it in my previous life, and even laughed at the feces pickers at the gastrointestinal surgery department. Now in this other world, I actually watched it with concentration. All I can say is that working for yourself is really different.

He washed his hands carefully, went back to see the patient, and saw that Iris's bulging belly had indeed become much flatter. I took another look with X-ray magic to make sure there were no signs of intestinal strangulation or intestinal perforation, and breathed out:

"Give her a cup of sugar-salted water, and half an hour later, eat something soft. Then drink a cup of scallion oil an hour after the meal. She will be relieved a few times in the middle of the night to expel all the bugs."

"How many more times do we have to come..."

Both girls wailed in unison. Grete nodded and was about to say a few more words of comfort when his expression suddenly changed and he ran away——

This time, he ran as fast as Iris, who was clutching her belly.

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