Chapter 339 [Delay the Pain] Cure Hiccups?

Grete advanced to the mage level this time earlier than before.

Maybe it’s because the role of penicillin is too important, maybe it’s because he treated too many patients in the infectious disease hospital day and night, or maybe it’s because he made too many small achievements piecemeal some time ago and accumulated a lot of achievements. So much feedback…

In short, this time, the priest level has just been promoted, and the mage level is catching up.

The feedback from the world's will has been overwhelming and abundant. Even with the tight barrier of the meditation room, the magic fluctuations in the room made Archmage Carlisle stand still outside the door:

Is this really promotion from level three to level four?

Not upgrade from level 4 to level 5?

You must know that when you upgrade from level four to level five and become an intermediate mage, the magician will usher in an essential improvement. The elemental power will refine the spirit and body from the inside out. Even a magician who is physically weak and can't breathe when walking, after this wave of promotion, can still have the physical fitness of a first-level warrior...

"This kid is not of a high level, but he makes a lot of noise, isn't he?" Archmage Carlisle walked from left to right outside the meditation room, then from right to left, back and forth, almost wearing off a layer of skin on the floor at the door:

"The accumulation is really profound... No wonder I saw him throwing seventeen or eight mage hands out at once during the operation, as if he never worried about mental exhaustion..."

With such accumulation, Gretel's advancement process can be said to be a matter of course. Soon, he crossed the mental power threshold of a fourth-level magician and began to construct a protective shell outside the meditation environment, and then engraved the spell model in the meditation environment.

The learning process of a magician is the process of imprinting various spell models into the soul one by one. Of course, those that are not engraved cannot be released, but whoever uses them knows the feeling of holding a magic book to temporarily construct a spell model.

Although depending on the strength and carrying capacity of the soul, each level can be engraved with several to a dozen models - like the spiritual picture of the Lord of Thunder, those dark clouds, thunder dragons, thunder snakes, and thunder balls are all spells The embodiment of the model - however, the first magic burned every time you advance has an advanced feedback bonus, and the effect is usually outstanding.

Therefore, every magician is extremely cautious in choosing engraving magic when advancing. Grete didn't hesitate at all and directly selected the object to be imprinted:

He himself improved [delaying pain].

Magic anesthesia!

Local anesthesia!

Tweak this magic function model!

Add parameters!

Control the range of influence of the spell, control the depth of influence, and try to affect multiple landing points with one cast... By the way, part of the original [Delay Pain] may be aimed at the central nervous system, so the spell interface should also be left open, ready to be replaced at any time. !

Gretel meditated completely. Magic anesthesia, what an important spell it is, it's worth spending more energy on! If the casting depth can be appropriately adjusted to reach the inside of the organs, it may also have an auxiliary effect on diagnosis!

He was immersed in meditation wholeheartedly, and was only bothered by Archmage Carlisle walking back and forth at the door. Even though he knew that the advancement of the mage who had accumulated a lot of money would be smooth, he couldn't help but feel anxious:

"Hey, is everything going well for this kid?"

"You won't encounter any obstacles, right?"

"Why does this magic wave go up and down? Sometimes it's extremely strong, and sometimes it's so weak..."

"MOSS! MOSS! How is your master?"

"Teacher, don't worry, Grete will be fine." Aurora brought the invisible servant and brought tea:

"Teacher, do you want to have something to drink and take a rest? I don't know how long Gretel will be meditating. It's not interesting for you to wait at the door. Otherwise, would you like to take a look at his adventure mission? Now he has advanced to the fourth level. , the original task may not be suitable anymore..."

Archmage Carlisle glared at his disciple.

Which pot is not open, which pot is picked up? I finally found seven or eight tasks before I passed the test with the Lord of Thunder. You just ask me to find another one?

I want to exhaust your teacher to death or something!

He grabbed the tea cup and vented his anger like tons, tons, tons, tons, tons. After finishing a drink, I grabbed another cookie and continued to crackle it...

The snacks in the mage's tower are made by Aurora's cook's recipe and made by invisible servants. They are all the same in shape and taste. The best thing is that they are willing to use the ingredients. Butter, white sugar, and milk are added for free. It may be boring to eat it every day, but it tastes really good if you eat it once in a while.

Archmage Carlisle drank tea and drank five or six biscuits in one go. I ate in a hurry, and the tea was a bit lukewarm. Before I could fill my stomach, I started to feel that something was wrong...

"Uh... hiccup~~~"

"Hiccup~~"

"Hiccup~~~~"

The pain is not painful, just excruciating. One every two or three seconds, one every five or six seconds, popping up at any time with no pattern. What's even more troublesome is that it interrupts the chanting -

As a high-level magician, most of the spells he can use are high-level. A few seconds of chanting is not a small amount of time. It is no problem to chant for more than ten seconds, a minute, or even several minutes. Halfway through the chant, I suddenly burped...

If you have good luck, the release fails and you have to start all over again. If you have bad luck, haha, then anything can happen.

Archmage Carlisle froze. To be on the safe side, he simply found a room in the tower to live in, and prepared to stop the hiccups first. Aurora circled around the teacher and suddenly came up with an idea:

"Teacher, please drink some water! Drink some water and press it down, maybe the hiccups will stop!"

"Teacher, please hold your breath for a while and hold back the burp!"

"Teacher, please drink some water and swallow it in small sips. I heard that it will be better!"

However, these methods are of no use. Later, two magicians, Lynn and Norwood, also participated and provided various folk remedies:

Drink a cup of warm sugar water...

Pinch your ears with your fingernails...

Take some snuff and sneeze to stop hiccups...

"You are going to torture me to death!" When Master Norwood provided a large glass of onion juice, claiming that it was a folk remedy for hiccups in his hometown, Archmage Carlisle finally exploded:

"Hiccup won't kill me. Hiccup. If you feed me these, hiccup, inexplicable things, hiccup, it will kill me. Hiccup. Hiccup~"

"What's wrong?" A laughing voice sounded outside the door. Everyone turned back together:

"Gretel, your advancement is complete!"

"Gretel, is there anything you can do?"

"Mage Nordmark, congratulations on your advancement!"

"I'm fine, hiccup, I just hiccup..."

Gretel walked over quickly. Halfway through, everyone present leaned back, and then, in unison, they began to throw cleaning techniques at him:

How many days have you spent in the meditation room! I haven’t changed my clothes! No shower! You should pack up and come out again!

Grete smiled apologetically at them. He walked up to the Archmage with a cleansing technique, sat down and asked:

"How did you start hiccupping? How long have you had it? Besides hiccups, are there any other discomforts?"

Aurora rushed to answer for the teacher. Gretel was observing Archmage Carlisle's condition while listening, and after hearing most of it, he had already made a judgment:

It's just a simple nervous hiccup, nothing serious, just annoying. As for treatment, there is a little recipe...

"I have an idea. Your Excellency, Archmage, can you pull up your trousers to above your knees?"

"What is this for?" Archmage Carlisle looked at him warily: "I have hiccups, not leg pain! Why do you want me to pull down my trousers?"

"A cure for hiccups." Gretel smiled good-naturedly:

"If you don't want to pull it, I can cast the spell through the clothes. However, the spell level is relatively low. If the magic defense of the clothes you are wearing is strong, it may not be effective."

His attitude was gentle, but Archmage Carlisle was too embarrassed to resist, so he pulled up his trouser legs as Grete said. Grete leaned down, activated the [Delay Pain] that had just been engraved, and released a spell on the outside of the Archmage's left and right knees and on the four fingers below the knee depression.

The spell waves passed by quietly. The coverage area is no larger than the mouth of a cup, and the depth is no more than two inches. Archmage Carlisle is still surprised:

"[Delay pain]? I told you my legs don't hurt... Hiccup, your spell has much smaller fluctuations and a smaller release range. How did you do it? Hiccup, you changed the model again? That's right, up The last time you said you wanted to learn this magic, I took you to ask Mrs. Seat for advice, but this is the result? Hiccup, if you have time, remember to publish a paper, don't be lazy..."

He talked non-stop for about ten minutes. Suddenly, Aurora interrupted:

"Teacher, you seem to have stopped hiccupping!"

Archmage Carlisle was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and touched his throat, then his stomach, and chanted a series of mantras quickly. In the lounge, large pieces of furniture and furnishings floated up in response, their surfaces tingling with electric light.

And for such a long series of incantations, not one hiccup disturbed it.

"...Can delaying pain cure hiccups? Gretel, how did you do it?"

Gretel smiled slightly and did not answer. Speaking of which, this is a small recipe shared by colleagues in the emergency medicine department. Injecting lidocaine into Zusanli to treat neurological hiccups has been found to be quite effective. Colleagues from the Department of Internal Medicine also shared more than a dozen related papers with him.

He doesn't have lidocaine or any kind of anesthetic on hand now, so...

Want to try magic local anesthesia?

It actually works!

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