Chapter 1794 The Patient Will Struggle, Just Take Out the Soul! (Monthly Ticket Adds 2 Updates)

Removal of intestinal tumors.

Clean the lymph nodes near the intestines.

Dissection of para-aortic lymph nodes.

Remove all visible metastases from the abdominal cavity.

Finally, the inside of the abdominal cavity is carefully cleaned using targeted killing of cancer cells. Clean along the lymph trunks, along the blood vessels, along the organs, along the peritoneal surface, along the pelvic cavity, and along the various organs around the intestines.

Rinse with antibiotics and normal saline, rinse, rinse again, and finally heal the abdomen——

The entire operation, including the operation and explanation, lasted a full four hours. After closing his abdomen, even though Gretel was already at level 18 and his body had been trained many times, he couldn't help but hammer his back with a backhand.

Well, actually the pain is not to this extent, but the sense of ritual is still needed~~~

After the operation was completed and the anesthesia was lifted, the frost giant Guterres jumped up and almost hit his head on the roof. Gretel quickly used a soothing technique to quiet his hot head, and then took him out of the hospital:

"Come on, feel how you feel and how the situation is. - Don't exert too much force! There are still many metastases in your chest, your bones, and they haven't been cured yet!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Frost Giant roared and jumped up. Gretel had a dull face as he watched a ring of ice that was much more magnificent than before bloom from his body and hit him.

Then, it was resisted by the defensive magic on his body, pushed away, and disappeared naturally like a breeze. Guterres smiled at him, turned around, lunged, twisted his waist, and punched!

An explosive roar! A circle of ice-blue air waves bloomed from the front of Guterres's right fist, spreading forward and outward!

You... aren't you in the advanced stage of cancer? !

Why can you still do such strenuous exercise? !

Gretel was stunned. Fortunately, Guterres then let out an ouch, sat down on the ground, and held his chest tightly. His chest rose and fell violently for a while, and his face turned red first, then pale, and he was obviously very uncomfortable.

It took him a long time to catch his breath. He coughed several times, twisted his waist and pressed his belly. He lowered his head and gave Gretel a big smile:

"It doesn't hurt anymore! At least there's no pain in my stomach anymore! Ouch..."

Gretel looked up at the frost giant who was sitting on the ground, almost as tall as two of him, with a look of weakness on his face:

"Take it easy, the tumor in your chest has not been removed, and the ones that have invaded the bones have not been removed either. You use force, your lungs, your chest, your here, here, here..."

As he spoke, several mage tricks flew out and painted a few bright red patches on his crotch, thighs, and even the lumbar spine behind his back:

"There are problems here. If you use too much force, you may break your body!"

Alas, the bones have been eroded to this extent, why can I still exert force and punch so hard!

"Hehe, hehehehe..." Guterres looked at Gretel and just smiled.

Although he has been sold to Gretel by his master, whether he lives or dies depends on the other person's wishes, but who really wants to die?

Seeing that the pain in his stomach disappeared after the first operation, he had a little more hope for the future. Maybe it can really be cured?

He is only 120 years old this year and has not yet reached the age of aging. If he is really cured, he might be able to become a legend...

"Don't laugh like this!" Grete said with a big head:

"The remaining tumors will become more and more difficult to treat! When I treated you today, your frost power exploded twice. In the future, it will cut into the lungs and important bones. I don't know how many times it will explode. ! Hey, can you control it?"

"If I were sober, I could control it..." Guterres was embarrassed. However, during the operation, the first step is to let him fall asleep, and he doesn't know how well he sleeps.

High-level warriors have their own acumen. Even if they are half-legendary, they will be immediately alarmed if someone comes to kill them with a knife while they are deep in sleep.

Like when he was undergoing surgery, he was controlled by a high-level tranquility technique. He didn't know what was happening, but his body would react instinctively. If you suffer huge damage, the strength contained in your body will instinctively fight back!

"Otherwise, don't anesthetize me the next time you have an operation?" He carefully discussed:

"I will control, I will try to control myself, I know you are doing it for my own good, I will not resist..."

"Don't even think about it!" Gretel glared at him:

"You have to cut your lungs! You have to temporarily block the lungs from breathing! You will never be able to control this situation by yourself! Anesthesia! You must anesthetize!"

"this……"

"Okay, these days, you should rest well and don't practice! If it hurts, just find a healer and let them give you painkillers!" Gretel waved his hand to interrupt:

"I still have to think of a way to control your power..."

He consulted with Elder Knox, consulted with the healers, and consulted with the necromancers. Discussions came and went, and countless experiments were conducted on the Warcraft, but no feasible method was found.

The stronger the monster, the stronger its instincts and the stronger its resistance to spells. Unable to control low-level spells, and too high-level spells - Grete was afraid that the surgery subject would be anesthetized to death...

Central anesthesia, too much sedation, can really lead to death!

With no other choice, Grete had no choice but to contact Sky Dragon City through the Dragon Clan and ask for guidance from the Dragon Clan's high-level healers.

The dragon clan's response came quickly. Gretel teleported directly from the teacher's mage tower to Sky Dragon City the next day to meet Elder Batista.

This time, he was no longer tightly hidden, and had to be placed in a separate empty room and sent someone to guard him when he was placed in the wounded barracks. Instead, he could walk freely in Sky Dragon City and come to the elders freely:

"Well, when you treat the wounded, how do you control their power?" Elder Batista has revealed his original body, which is as big as a hill. Dragon roars fly back and forth around the wounded, and silver light falls down one after another. .

The red dragon lying on the ground had one wing almost completely torn off, the other wing was obviously fractured, the skin on the two hind legs was torn, and there was a big hole in the abdomen, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

The silver light shone down, clashing with the black energy rising from his body, causing crackling explosions. The red dragon whined so loudly that his throat was almost torn. Boss Grete couldn't bear to hear it:

"What kind of pain relief and anesthesia spells did you use?"

"Pain relief? Just stop it casually and it'll be fine!" Elder Batista took the time to answer in his busy schedule:

"Anesthesia? What anesthesia?"

"How can we perform surgery without anesthesia?" Grete stared at the treatment site, watching a powerful invisible force holding the broken wing, pulling it apart, correcting it, and rejoining it...

"Without anesthesia, he would struggle, which would seriously hinder treatment!"

"Just die if you can't help the pain!" Unexpectedly, Red Dragon, who was lying on the ground being treated, raised his head and cursed:

"The great dragon clan will never be able to bear the pain! Either he can endure it and be cured, or he can't endure it and the cure is crooked, or he is completely dead! Such an idiot has no qualifications to be a legend! OoOoOoOoOo~ ~~"

Gretel stared at him intently and found that although the red dragon kept twitching in pain, he really held it back and worked hard to cooperate with the treatment. He didn't know what to say for a moment:

So for tens of thousands of years, you dragon clan have relied on thick skin and strong endurance to survive, right? !

Fortunately, Elder Batista understands Grete's needs, or in other words, understands the needs of "fragile humans".

The same injury, the same pain, the dragons can endure it by gritting their teeth, but humans may pass it by and never wake up...

Therefore, while the old man was treating the red dragon, he answered Gretel's question with a smile:

"So what are your needs? What do you want the person being treated to do? - Completely comatose during the operation, not waking up, not resisting, and not bursting with power to affect your treatment? This is simple, temporarily imprisoning his soul Isn’t it over?”

Gretel: "???"

No, there is still this trick? !

I also know a few spells to imprison souls. Although I don’t know how to do it, many necromancers know it! There is also the conjuration system, and there are also some magicians who can imprison magic in the direction of the soul.

As for what will happen to the body after the soul is imprisoned, how long it will take to have problems and decay, and how to maintain it, these questions can be asked slowly...

Seven or eight ideas flashed through Gretel's mind instantly. Before he could outline the outline, the red dragon, lying on the ground groaning, whined and raised objections:

"Elder, imprisoning the soul won't work... If you take out his soul, his body will still spontaneously resist... Just like the moray eel I caught, the head was cut off and the body was cut into five or six sections. It I can still jump..."

Gretel: "..."

That makes sense!

The physical body of the half-step legendary warrior is so powerful, it may really be like a fish out of water, cut into five or six pieces, and it can still jump. At that time, when he gives treatment, won't he still explode an ice ring and a fireball?

"Isn't it easy to stop him from jumping? Drain his energy! If you drain him, it will be peaceful!" Red Dragon continued to shout:

"Restraint, extraction, suppression, there are many ways! As long as he is paralyzed there, you can cut it however you want!"

Well……

Grete stood there in a daze for a long time. Finally, he slapped his thigh and turned around like a whirlwind:

"Goodbye, elder! Goodbye, everyone! I'll go back and give it a try!"

He rushed out of the dragon hospital, rushed back to the teacher's residence, threw himself through the portal, and reached the teacher's mage tower. Then jump back to your own mage tower and rush to the hospital:

"Following this idea, let's try them one by one! Energy isolation! Energy absorption! Advanced debilitating rays! Come on, one by one! There will always be one that works!"

"Boss, just do it! Boss is awesome!"

The healers, especially those of the necromancy type, cheered and went to catch the monsters. The frost giant Guterres was left shivering:

Boss, how on earth are you going to torture me?

——

Last month, I issued more than 3,000 monthly passes, and two of the four-month passes plus renewals have already been paid off!

After two more days of hard work, the cat will be free to go see Oppenheimer, meow~~~