Chapter 1801 If Healers Discriminate Against Untouchables, Why Shouldn't They Discriminate Against Vampires?

Grand Duke Rimmer froze on the spot, his eyes chasing the magic carpet as it fell into the hospital, and then chasing the figures of the magicians flying across the sky and into the distance.

Obviously he is the most important guest, and he is obviously the person that Oak Grove Hospital should receive wholeheartedly tonight.

However, in the entire hospital, there were busy mothers and mothers who were busy going out to save people, and no one cared about him. In fact, no one was waiting to receive him.

Grand Duke Rimmer wanted to be angry, but for some reason, he felt a little unable to be angry...

He was walking hurriedly behind him, and at some point, a group of people had followed him. Grand Duke Rimmer did not look back. Just by the heat, heartbeat and blood flow of the visitor, he knew it was the group of travelers who came with him:

In other words, they are the patients among the group of travelers who have high status and come here specifically to seek medical treatment. The orc general said angrily:

"That's it? The healers have all run away? What about us? No one cares about us anymore?"

"Maybe we are not in a hurry?" Another footsteps almost as heavy as his came over. It was a barbarian witch doctor. He was taller than everyone present, and the sound of his footsteps was heavier than anyone else:

"After all, we have traveled such a long way and waited for such a long time. Nothing will happen if we wait another night, but those people are going to die without anyone to save them?"

"A bunch of untouchables are dead!" Another orc general - maybe a prince, the Grand Duke didn't care - muttered. The Grand Duke wanted to nod, but before that, he had heard a firm and powerful voice:

"I don't think so. Regardless of their status, they are all human beings, just like us... I am willing to wait to save their lives."

The voice was old and firm, that of the old knight brought from Saxony... Human beings always have some inexplicable persistence. The Grand Duke of the Blood Race wanted to snort coldly, but also felt a little emotional:

Is this why humans, led by the Golden Lion of Saxony, have been able to fight against them for so many years?

Because they always have some inexplicable persistence, because there are always some people who are willing to value the lives of untouchables...

"That's because you are a human!" the orc general said angrily:

"Humans always turn towards humans! Hmph!"

"Don't be like this, don't be like this." The old human healer came out to stop the fight:

"Looking at the best, they don't care about the difference between nobles and untouchables, and rush to save people when they see someone dying. Does that mean that in their eyes, life is the most important?"

"That's right!" Next to him, the former Sister of Radiance and a middle-aged female healer said with a smile:

"They would be so busy saving others, instead of putting everything aside and busy receiving me... Then when they treat me, they shouldn't treat me differently just because I'm from there, right?"

This sentence made everyone nod. The differences in status are endless. If you want to divide people into three, six or nine grades, you can always distinguish them.

If a healer dislikes the fact that the workers in the steel factory are poor, the pregnant women in the slums are poor, the wealthy businessmen are not noble enough, and the low-level magicians cannot afford to pay...

Then, of course, he could despise barbarians for being dirty and smelly, despise orcs for being barbaric, and despise vampires for being dead. As for those who dislike the people who came from the Glory Holy See, they are even more justified:

Who doesn’t have a blood feud with them?

Such disgust comes and goes, and in the end, perhaps only the noble top spellcasters and top nobles will not be discriminated against.

However, the people at the top did not benefit much from this. On the contrary, they also suffered huge losses:

Therapy is an empirical discipline, and mature therapists are accumulated through sufficient cases and extensive training. If a therapist discriminates against others, then he must have lost too much experience and knowledge.

Such a healer cannot grow strong enough to serve top spellcasters and great nobles!

In particular, the new treatment technique proposed by Master Nordmark is based on understanding the structure of the human body. The healer needs to have sufficient experience...

Thinking of this, Grand Duke Rimmer actually felt that his faint unhappiness had faded away, and he even looked forward to the future experience.

Well, maybe, here, you can get better treatment, or at least you won't be looked at with vague contempt and vague fear?

With this thought in mind, Grand Duke Rimmer actually slowed down and did not rush into the hospital to see what was going on, or to receive immediate treatment.

When following the guide into the hospital, he even moved lightly and followed the instructions to walk beside him:

"Shhh... This is the emergency passage. Let's make a way for critically ill patients and rescuers to come out...

This circle is a teleportation point. Don't walk into it or block the way...

Don't grab it, this is a blood bag. Wasn't there a maternal hemorrhage just now? Waiting for blood to save life! "

Blood bag!

Grand Duke Rimel's eyes immediately lit up. Blood, plenty of blood, cold blood...

Just as it passed over his head, there was a "swish" and he smelled it. It was blood that had a completely different smell from that in their territory!

Why does blood taste like this? Oh, now the mother is waiting for help. Every drop of blood is precious. After saving the life... Isn't it convenient for us to have a bag to try?

Although the blood does not have strong magical power, nor does it have the fascinating spiritual fragrance of a highly qualified pure girl, but it is different!

Grand Duke Rimmer followed the team forward curiously. The closer we get to the rescue room, the noisy exclamations and shouts inside become clearer:

"Okay, okay, the baby is out!"

"Fortunately, it was delivered in time... Then we wait for the placenta to be delivered and the bleeding to stop, and then everything will be fine... That's the secret..."

"The secret is up! Work harder! It's quick! Don't stop the treatment! Don't stop the blood transfusion!"

"Can the hematopoiesis be stopped for a while? The mother is so thin and severely malnourished. I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on..."

"The placenta...hasn't the placenta been delivered yet?"

"Uterine contractions are weak! The placenta cannot be exfoliated naturally and may need to be exfoliated artificially!"

"Change hands! I'll do it! Angelina, pay attention to my movements. Wherever I peel off, your treatment will follow! Stop the bleeding! You must stop it!"

Grand Duke Rimmer could smell the bloody smell in the emergency room without twitching his nose. Good guy, how much blood did this cost? Half a person? one person?

There isn't that much blood in one person's whole body. Such a strong smell of blood must be the blood of at least two people!

Such a severe hemorrhage can be cured... In other words, the Nordmark mage's Oak Grove Hospital will try to save it, that is to say, they think it is possible to save it...

Fun, fun!

He quietly took a few steps forward, hoping to see more clearly. In the emergency room, the orderly busyness suddenly turned into exclamations, mixed with an unusually rapid and shrill sound of beep, beep, beep, beep:

"Maternal chest tightness! I can't breathe!"

"The mother's heart has stopped!"

"Compressions! CPR, quick! Prepare for defibrillation!"

"No! It still doesn't work! The blood oxygen keeps dropping—"

"Don't stop treating fatal injuries!"

"No, I don't have enough magic..."

"Annie, go get all the healers! Quick!"

"There are not enough healers! There are a group of seriously injured patients tonight, and we need to reserve enough healing skills for them-"

"Contact Ms. Echsleben! Please support the Baby-Friendly Medical Center! Nature Order, God of War Temple, Spring Water Temple——"

"Contact Dragon Island! Contact Master Nordmark and ask for guidance!"

"Nordmark Mage may not be online..."

Run, shout, direct, ask. Finally, all the chaos ended with a sharp shout:

"Nordmark Mage is online!"

Grand Duke Rimmer quietly took two steps forward.