Chapter 324: No Necromancer Dares to Cut the Intestines!
This priest of the spring goddess's ability to sense the flow direction of blood - or rather, the life-carrying liquid flowing in the human body - simply amazed Gretel.
At the beginning, he was still a little unconfident. He hesitated to draw the water line in his hand. It took him a long time to draw it, but soon he started to move quickly. The glistening water line seemed almost alive on his fingertips, turning east and west, gesticulating:
"There's one down here."
"That's right." Grete nodded, "Ileal artery."
"There is also one here, which is thinner." Gretel glanced along the water line on his fingertips and continued to nod:
"A branch of the colic artery, indeed."
"What are they talking about?" Bishop Sullivan took a step back and touched Linn on his left. He had met Lin En once before in the treatment center. When they were divided into free groups, he didn't mind that Lin En was the lowest level person present and immediately joined him. Linn stared at the light screen closely, recalling the anatomy map that Gretel had given him, and shook his head slightly:
"No matter what the priest is saying, I feel like Little Grete is talking to him..."
The exchange on both sides of the operating table continued. The young priest frowned, sweat dripping from his forehead:
"There is one below, vertical and thick... um... no, there are two going back and forth, one coming and one going back!"
The young priest stretched out both hands forward. The tips of the index fingers of the left and right hands flew out a water line respectively. As expected, one came and one returned. What impressed Grete was that the water line on the left hand, which went from the bottom to the top, was darker in color than the one on the right!
"The one that came here carries more vitality, but the one that came back," he shook his fingertips, and the slightly dim water line fluctuated with confidence, "it carries less vitality."
Grete gave him a thumbs up. The superior mesenteric artery and the superior mesenteric vein are two water lines floating on the top, without any mistakes!
With this companion sensing and reminding him, Grete moved much faster. When he finished freeing the mesentery and started to lift out the intestines, Bishop Sullivan suddenly took two steps forward and shouted:
"Wait a minute."
"What?" Gretel stopped. Bishop Sullivan walked hurriedly, walked around to the other side of the operating table to feel it again, and opened his eyes:
"This part of the intestine is not working anymore. There is something wrong here too..."
Gretel followed his instructions and moved forward step by step. Intestinal obstruction, ischemic necrosis, gangrene... Bishop Sullivan half-closed his eyes and even pointed out an intestinal perforation that was suppressed and difficult to detect!
"Yes, these are the places!"
Grete's eyes also lit up.
A priest from the Spring Temple is good at sensing the direction of blood flow, and a priest from the God of War Temple is good at sensing the breath of life. Coupled with a necromancer who is in charge of the surgery, the three of them can complete an operation together.
The most important thing is that this combination can have an extremely high fault tolerance rate!
Imagine accidentally breaking a blood vessel, and you can find the bleeding point and stop the bleeding in time; if you accidentally tear the intestine, you can perform a treatment...
This is simply the escort that any surgeon dreams of, okay?
If this model can be replicated - if there are three or four combinations of eight operating rooms that can operate independently, the operation speed can be doubled!
"Would you like to cooperate once? Don't worry, I'll be watching!"
The two healers looked at each other, hesitantly. However, Lin En took a step forward, and three or four mage hands flew up at the same time, floating above the patient's abdomen.
"I'll give it a try. If something goes wrong, you two need to help me!"
Gretel simply stepped aside. Stand from the right side of the patient to the side of his head and keep pointing:
"Cup the intestines with the mage's hands."
"According to the scope of intestinal resection, make a fan-shaped incision of the mesenteric blood vessels. First, use the magician's hand to pinch the blood vessels and cut them off. The position of the knife is wrong! Cut from the distal end! ...Okay, let's use a treatment technique to heal the blood vessels. Attract the blood that spurts out and continue..."
"Two mage hands hold both ends of the intestine and move ten centimeters outward from the resection position."
"Use a mage's hand again and push the intestinal contents inward. The movement should be slow and gentle. The inflammation in this section of the intestine is already very severe. Be careful to squeeze it - oops!"
It's broken as soon as it's broken...
"Well, the strength of the mage's hand is not easy to control..."
Lynn was very embarrassed. Watch Gretel in action. It seemed like there was nothing difficult about it, and as soon as I got started, I was blown away. Speaking of which, there is a big difference in the feel between a patient's intestines and a normal dead person's intestines...
Gretel has quickly attracted the hands of two mages. A copper plate was held between the translucent hands, and was passed down, catching all the contents without leaking.
Lin En also reacted at the same time. The magic trick fell and he quickly swept through the patient's abdominal cavity, sweeping away all the dirt:
"Let's continue!"
The operation continued with stumbling steps. Sometimes the intestines are torn, sometimes the mage's hand is too strong, sometimes the intestines are cut off, and the intestinal loops and mesentery are not completely cut... Fortunately, there are always various spells to save the situation in time. After cutting and healing, you can’t just put it inside:
"Organize the intestines! Arrange the intestines in order! Heal the mesentery! Otherwise, after closing the abdomen, adhesions, intussusception, obstruction, and all kinds of troubles may arise!"
The secret eyes were attached to the shadowless lamp, constantly moving, and had a panoramic view of every operation of the three casters. The archbishop of the Temple of the God of War quietly watched the operation and turned to look at the high priest:
"Hey, old man, can you do it to sense the location of blood vessels?"
"No problem at all!"
"Then-" He looked at Archmage Edgar again. Before he could speak, the Archmage had already taken over the conversation:
"Isn't it just cutting the intestines? If you can point out the direction, I dare to cut it! In our Black Crow Swamp, whose men have not cut up hundreds of corpses - Little Grete, are you cutting out the broken intestines? If you drop it and pick it up again, it will be cured?"
"It can delay the disease and buy time!" Grete's voice came from afar. The three high-level healers exchanged glances with each other:
"Then, open!"
In a place where Gretel could not see, the operation that the aboriginals completed independently began with a stumbling start. While the mage's hands were flying, an exclamation sounded from time to time:
"Ouch! The intestines are torn!"
"Cleaning Technique! Keep up the Cleaning Technique! Hurry!"
"It's bleeding! Get treatment quickly!"
"Where is this blood vessel hidden?"
"Didn't you say you can feel where the blood is flowing?!"
"It's bloody in here! There's blood everywhere!"
If there were not two high-level healers among the three people, who could support him with healing skills anytime and anywhere, the patient would have died ten or eight times. Even if there is a treatment technique, if the patient is not imprisoned by the tranquility technique, I am afraid that the patient can roll off the operating table and escape on the spot with his intestines...
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