Chapter 383 There Is No Other Way, Let the Dead Dragon Be the Living Dragon Doctor!

The thing that fell in front of Grete was indeed a dragon.

To be precise, it's a silver dragon. If Grete's eyes were not snow-blind and the color recognition was accurate, the color of the scales of the dragon in front of him would indeed be bright silver. As for the size of the dragon...

The silver dragon came across and blocked the entire mountain road. The long neck drooped on one side, and the tail drooped on the other side, soft and drooping. Gretel stood in front of it, trying to stand on tiptoes. The height of his head was not higher than his back...

Or belly?

Gretel stepped back, and then stepped back, and then stepped back again. The view in front of him ranged from a silver wall, to a silver mountain, to a silver dragon. However, he was not a decorator. He could estimate the height of a human by visual inspection, but he could not tell how long the silver dragon was.

Therefore, even if he carried a lot of information about the body length, tail length, age, and combat effectiveness of various dragons, Grete looked at the silver dragon in front of him, but there was no data to compare, and he didn't know how good he was at fighting.

...But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, first of all, he definitely couldn't beat such a big silver dragon; secondly, the silver dragon fell down and was motionless. It was probably either dead or fainted, so it definitely wouldn't hit him.

...In other words, are you dead or fainted?

Gretel calmed down his breathing, poked his head out from behind Bernard, and observed carefully. As soon as he took a look, he was pulled behind by the barbarian:

"Boss, back off!"

Bernard held the bone stick tightly, his body slightly arched, blocking Gretel's front. One kick forward, one kick behind, the head of the stick pointing diagonally, ready to rush forward and attack at any time——

Or, if the silver dragon is repelled, it will not somersault down the hillside, and it can more or less block Gretel's block.

Grete pulled his clothes hard from behind. A long time ago, Archmage Carlisle mentioned that the relationship between the Parliament and the Dragon Clan was very good. Especially certain dragons in the Ice Peaks and Great Wasteland of the North, the Archmage often visits there when he travels.

so……

If possible, save it?

"Bernard, help me see if that silver dragon is still alive?"

Gretel whispered. The silver dragon has been motionless since it was smashed down, with its head and tail hanging on the hillsides on both sides, tilting downward at an angle of more than 60 degrees. On the body surface, at least on the side facing Gretel, there were no wounds or blood stains. There is no rise and fall in the chest and abdomen, the nostrils... the nostrils...

Sorry, my head is resting behind a stone and I can't see my nostrils clearly.

Bernard blocked him behind him and refused to move. Grete pulled him twice and pushed him again:

"It's okay. That's the Silver Dragon. He's smart, can communicate, and is said to have a good temper. Please help me see if he's injured and needs our help? The council has a good relationship with the Silver Dragon..."

After a few pushes, Bernard took the first step. As soon as he stood still, he changed the direction of the bone stick and poked it back:

"Boss, stay back! Wounded beasts are the most ferocious. If it gets seriously injured and falls into a stupor, I can't protect you!"

Gretel's answer was to replenish him with a whole set of protective magic.

Bernard held the bone stick at an angle and moved forward slowly. In the first step, the knees sank down; in the second step, the waist was bent even lower, and the rocks under the feet clicked; in the third step, the bone stick in the hand fell to the ground, the knees trembled, and sweat poured out from behind. .

He tried his best to lift his feet and wanted to take the fourth step, but he couldn't take it anyway. He lifted his feet several times and dropped them back to the original position several times. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and beads of sweat pattered on his forehead. After a while, a small piece of it was wet on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Grete was surprised. He walked quickly behind Bernard, no problem; he walked around and parallel to him, no problem. One step further...

"Old, boss! Can't go any further...Long, Long..."

Longwei!

Gretel suddenly thought of it.

Whether it is online articles or games from previous lives, or information seen in the mage tower after traveling through time, they all point out one thing: dragons carry the power of the dragon. For creatures whose ranks are lower than dragons, it will cause some kind of pressure, making them instinctively feel fear and want to escape.

This kind of dragon power does not disappear due to the dragon's sleep, injury or coma. In fact, data points out that even dragons that have been dead for many years still retain the power of the dragon in their bones, and can even form a powerful force field in the dragon's tomb.

As for why I don’t feel it…

Gretel touched his chest. In the chest pocket, where I usually put pens, there is the precious [Endless Ink Pen]. One of the abilities that comes with this pen is that it is immune to attacks from illusions and soul control spells below level five. Longwei, fearless!

Gretel waved his hand to the barbarian, motioning him to step back, and walked step by step to the silver dragon. He raised his hand and touched it. The scales were smooth and clean, and the tentacles were cold and moist. With a gentle touch, a thin layer of water vapor was wiped down. I don't know if it was the mist in the clouds or the fresh snow foam.

Grete put her hands on the scales and wiped them all the way towards the silver dragon's chest. As I walked, my palm was suddenly pushed, as if something was rising silently——

Heartbeat?

Is it a heartbeat?

Or breathe?

Gretel quickly put his palms together completely. The movement under his palm disappeared again. He took out his stethoscope and poked it to listen. He waited for a full minute but did not hear any heartbeat. By the way, how many times per minute should Silver Dragon's heartbeat be?

In theory, the larger the creature, the slower the heart rate should be. The heartbeat rate of an elephant seems to be 30 times a minute. The heartbeat rate of a blue whale is said to be 4 to 8 times a minute. A silver dragon... a silver dragon...

"Bernard, help me pull it, and I'll see if it's breathing!"

cried Gretel. He took out a rope from his space bag, tied it tightly to the barbarian's bone club, and tied the other end to himself. Then he used magic to make an activated rope, tied it as usual, climbed on the silver dragon's neck, and rubbed it down step by step.

As I climbed, my feet slipped all the way. Grete had to throw himself a [Cat's Light Spirit] to increase his agility before he could safely climb to the side of the faucet. He stretched out his hand to explore near his nostrils, and a stream of hot air immediately sprayed onto his hands!

Gretel flinched. Fortunately, I had packed a lot of protection beforehand, so I wasn't burned by the breath. However, there is breathing but no heartbeat, there is breathing but no heartbeat...

This situation is very critical! Without a heartbeat, the blood carrying oxygen cannot be transported to the whole body; if it cannot be transported to the whole body, the brain and various organs will be deprived of oxygen; from hypoxia to necrosis, it only takes a few minutes!

Of course, the silver dragon is huge and has lower breathing and heartbeat rates than humans, so it should be able to last longer. But that doesn't mean that if you leave it alone, it will wake up automatically...

Grete was in trouble. If the heart has stopped but breathing is still possible, the first aid measures that should be taken are undoubtedly chest compressions and cardiac resuscitation. Now the question arises, how to perform CPR on a dragon?

Chest compressions?

Gretel looked at Silver Dragon's physique and then at his own small arms and legs. It was very clear that he couldn't press it. Not to mention pressing it, there is probably no way to let him take a few steps back, bump into him, and press with all the strength of his body.

Press with [Powerful Mage Hand]?

If it's not strong enough to break a rib, there's no need to talk about it. The maximum output of [Powerful Mage Hand] is 40 pounds for one hand, and 400 pounds for ten. Even if a 400-pound hammer hits it, it will break at most a few dragon scales, but the dragon's ribs will definitely not be broken.

Lift the silver dragon up on his back, then jump up and down on his chest, and press with gravity?

Great idea, who will help?

Grete was in trouble. Seeing that he was motionless, Bernard stood outside Long Wei's range of influence and shouted from a distance:

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

"I want its heart to beat again!"

"How? Compression? Like before?"

Bernard, a seventh-level barbarian warrior, has always been Gretel's extracardiac resuscitation assistant with his amazing strength. But this time, Gretel looked back at him and took two steps away:

"Can you press it?"

"Let me try!"

Gretel threw an [Inspiration Technique] with his backhand. Judging from the reaction after the operation, this thing is like a shot of adrenaline, which can make people's heart beat faster, blood pressure rise, and ignore fear to a certain extent. Bernard's whole body was shaken, his hair stood on end, and his body seemed to have grown in size——

Flat-end bone stick, back up, start, approach, rush!

With a roar, the end of the bone rod hit the silver dragon.

Grete stood nearby and felt the ground shaking three times. Looking at the silver dragon again, the brilliance on the scales is flowing, like a living thing, with a slight dent. How deep is the depression?

One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters...

Gone.

"Can it be more important?"

"I'll try again!"

Bernard backed away again. This time, he retreated further and rushed faster. On the top of the bone stick, a giant beast rose up faintly, raised its head and roared, and hit the silver dragon together——

boom!

The width of the depression is five centimeters.

Grete was discouraged. To perform cardiac resuscitation on normal adults, the compression depth should be at least 5cm; Yinlong...

According to cardiac resuscitation standards, the depth is calculated as one-third of the anteroposterior diameter of the thorax. Bernard's impact was estimated to be less than 1/10 of the standard depth.

If it were a human being, the surgeon would have one last resort as a last resort: open the chest wide, put his hand in, and compress the heart under direct vision. But this is a silver dragon. Gretel searched all over his body. It is estimated that no weapon can do this...

Even if we call Prince Rosega back and use the newly made ax to cut the sternum, and luckily make the cut, then what?

Looking at the size of the silver dragon, I was afraid that I wouldn’t have to climb in completely if I performed heart compressions under direct vision!

Gretel thought about it and ruled out all methods of using kinetic energy to perform cardiac resuscitation. Still, let’s take the last resort.

DC cardioversion!

Then he immediately froze. For normal human external defibrillation, the energy required for atrial flutter is 50-100 Joules, supraventricular tachycardia is about 100 Joules, atrial fibrillation is 100-150 Joules, and ventricular tachycardia is 200 Joules——

What about the silver dragon?

What about the silver dragon?

Then, how many joules is the output, or energy, of an electric spell attack? How long does it take to pass through the body? What is the appropriate discharge time point?

The automatic defibrillator can automatically detect the ECG signal, synchronize the discharge time with the R wave of the ECG, and avoid the ventricular vulnerability period, but he can't...

Also, where should the electrode pads be attached? For humans, it is theoretically attached to the apex of the heart and the second intercostal space on the right chest. But who will tell me, where are the apex and second rib of the dragon?

There is no other way, let the dead dragon be the living dragon doctor! If you don’t take action to heal, you will definitely die; if you take action to heal, there is a glimmer of hope that you can live...

Gretel took a deep breath. Open your hands and aim at the left and right chest of Yinlong, with one hand high and the other low:

"This is the first time of direct current cardioversion. I don't know how many joules the electric claws have. Let's start!"

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