Chapter 392: Add BUFF to Your Own Candidates! (Add 4 More to the Ten Thousand Owed Last Month)

Cerira stuck to the side and asked questions, which greatly delayed the progress of Grete's diagnosis process. A plain chest X-ray could be viewed in five minutes, but fifteen minutes had passed and he had only finished less than half of it.

Prince Rosega dared not speak out in anger. Well, you still have to be polite to the elven guests who come from afar. What's more, he doesn't have to do anything, he just needs to sit still and be a good tool.

However, the other priests present——

I was so grateful to the elf ranger that I wanted to worship her.

"What are you drawing?"

"Anteroposterior chest X-ray." Gretel didn't even raise his head as he wrote, brushed, brushed, brushed --

It's pitiful. In the past, patients were asked to go to the imaging department to take a X-ray. Before they even returned to the outpatient department, the chest X-ray had already been uploaded to the outpatient doctor's computer. The database is full of films that need to be consulted and studied. I only worry about too many films, not too few.

I don’t know how lucky I am when I travel here. I need to draw chest X-rays and other things one by one to accumulate information!

"The shadow of the hilus is enlarged and the density is increased...where is the hilus?"

"That," Gretel tapped the center of the paper with the tip of his pen, "this position between the second rib and the fourth rib."

This is where the pulmonary arteries and veins, bronchial arteries and veins, lymphatic vessels, nerves, and main bronchi enter and exit the lungs. Any organ that forms the hilar shadow and tissue lesions can cause the hilar shadow to increase...

Of course, there is no need to tell Serila about these contents. If she continues talking, she might have to find a dwarf to dissect it in detail before she can fully understand it. As for whether the silver dragon girl would catch a dwarf without saying anything just to satisfy her curiosity, Gretel was not sure at all.

Serila looked at the drawing on the paper, then narrowed her eyes to look at Prince Rosega. Then, Vigeland tiptoed over Gretel's shoulders, looking at the picture on the paper carefully, and then ran to the prince to look at the picture carefully. Next comes the second dwarf priest...the third...the fourth...the fifth...

"The lung markings have increased...how can you tell the increase?"

"Compared with normal lung lobes."

“Where are the normal lobes?”

"Look at the upper part. Is the texture sparser?"

"I thought it was the stripes on his clothes!"

Gretel hehe. The dwarf priests passed by again, taking turns in a circle. Prince Rosega's face turned darker again. Grete looked at it with a smile, thinking silently:

Control anger, control anger... being angry hurts the liver, your face is so dark, it almost looks like a liver disease~~~

Gretel moved his pen quickly. After drawing the outline of the lungs, he continued to draw shadows. This cannot be done purely by memory. Draw a few strokes and take a look; draw a few strokes and take another look. Although this work is tedious, it is the most important part:

Where is the most serious disease? Is it stage I pneumoconiosis or stage II pneumoconiosis? Are there any bullae larger than 2cm? Are there anything that looks like tuberculosis? Are there any suspicious tumor-like objects...

Just look carefully with these eyes and record it with a pen!

Cerira held her breath and watched from the side. After Grete finished drawing each stroke carefully and began to write the conclusion, he stood next to him and whispered:

"There are small shadows with an overall density level of 1, and the distribution range reaches at least two lung areas... What does this mean? What is density level 1? How big is a small shadow? There are also lung areas... This is not just two lungs ?"

"Oh, the lung area is divided like this, you see, from the top to the bottom -" Gretel patiently made gestures on Prince Rosega, and the six heads raised their heads together with his fingertips, Let’s bow our heads together:

"...Draw a straight line and divide it into three equal parts, which are the upper, middle and lower lung areas. The two left and right lungs are the six lung areas. Small shadows are shadows less than 10mm in diameter..."

"But you painted it so big!"

"Oh, this is not measured on paper, it is compared with a standard film."

"What about standard films?"

Gretel pointed to his head.

The standard film for humans was memorized during school and at work; the standard film for dwarves was when he examined hundreds or thousands of dwarves and asked Bernard to stand among them with the [Endless Ink Pen]. Behind the scenes, I took a peek, summarized and imagined...

Alas, fortunately he is an emergency doctor, and fortunately their old director is very strict. In the words of the old director:

"Emergency doctors need to know a little bit about everything. The doctors in the electrocardiography room are responsible for seeing the electrocardiogram, and the doctors in the imaging department are responsible for the chest x-ray report. If someone else's report comes out, your patient will die!"

Grete thought wistfully. I died, and I don’t know who can take over. The emergency department has trouble retaining people. Two people left before. If he fails again, the old director may have to come in person - the old director is 63 years old and is about to retire and re-employ...

His eyebrows were slightly curved, he allowed himself to disperse his thoughts, and recalled the old director's voice and smile. When he came back to his senses, five dwarves were huddled close to each other, each holding a notebook in his hand, drawing one stroke at a time, making his forehead sweat.

Stand on tiptoes, stretch your neck, shoulder to shoulder. While painting, he had to hold his breath with all his strength to prevent his hot breath from blowing on Gretel's neck and annoying him.

Gretel suddenly felt soft.

——Large-volume whole-lung lavage, for him, this kind of operation was just done casually out of compassion; there were too many things that were of similar or more important importance to him. But, for these dwarf priests...

This technology is the life and health of their compatriots.

"You don't have to draw like this." He sighed and took out a few pieces of paper:

"I'll copy it for you."

The white paper is fluttering like a butterfly, and is stained by ink in the blink of an eye.

Anteroposterior chest X-ray, lateral chest X-ray, and sputum cells were taken for bacterial culture. Grete tried his best and did all the tests he could. As for coagulation function, he could only——

"Rosega, make a small cut on your hand - just a very small cut. I'll see how long it takes to stop the bleeding..."

Without a modern laboratory, without all the instruments and chemicals, we can only resort to this simple method... What? Four infectious diseases?

Hahahaha, I can only hope that the life of dwarves will not be chaotic... As for the possibility of infecting the doctor, I have done so many surgeries before, including a lung cleaning.

In any case, all the tests that could be done, the results were pretty good. After a whole day of preparation, early the next morning, a green vine silently penetrated into Prince Rothega's lungs.

"So that's it!" The silver dragon girl stood beside Gretel the whole time, occupying the best view:

"Just pour the water in, and then suck it out! Hey, why don't you pour more water? If you pour more water, the washing will be cleaner!"

"Miss, those are lungs! A living person's lungs! If you fill them with too much, they will burst!" Grete spat out something, without looking back, and said to the dwarf priest behind him:

"The saline solution must be sterile, otherwise it may easily cause pulmonary infection - remember, the saline solution injected into the lungs must be boiled for half an hour beforehand. I will talk about the sterile operation separately later;

Pay attention to the temperature. When entering the body, control it at 34 to 37 degrees Celsius. If it is too high, the lungs will be uncomfortable, and if it is too low, it will cause spasm;

Pay attention to the amount of liquid. If you are not sure, use your secret eye to see if the liquid level is higher than the bronchus, and then use [Detection Magic] to check the lungs..."

Brushing behind your back may seem like a simple operation, but there are at least a dozen or twenty key points that need to be paid attention to. From whether the patient should lie on his or her back, to precautions during intubation, to the concentration and speed of oxygen administration...

Every point is related to the success rate of the operation and even the life of the patient.

Gretel really didn't know how those priests of the Lord of Glory Church dared to perform surgery forcibly when they didn't know anything - maybe they had found another technical way?

The pastors of the Lord of Glory Church are feeling depressed. Archbishop Geroni was even more serious. He pointed at Bishop Klinde’s bowed head and reprimanded him like a storm:

"How did you do it? I repeatedly told you to be careful, to be careful, not to kill people, and to choose people who can be controlled. Why did you still make such a big mistake? Huh? You are so lazy that you can wash your lungs after washing your lungs. You can't do this if you stay and watch the people for a few more days to see if they don't cause any problems?"

If Grete hears what he says, he must applaud him. ——Patients who may be in danger must be hospitalized for a few days for observation and, if necessary, put into the ICU. An accident during lung washing may be a matter of technique. If you don't stay in the hospital for observation, it is definitely a matter of attitude...

"The man who died, his brother's faith was not pious, and you didn't know that?! Now that something has happened, we can't preach outside. How are you going to make up for it?"

"Your Excellency the Archbishop." Bishop Klind knelt on one knee and lowered his head. Even if there was a storm in his heart, he did not dare to raise his head and roar, and even tried to be as respectful as possible:

"The top priority now is to ensure that our king selection is successful. As long as the king selection is successful and the Black Rock tribe uses the power of the new king to successfully move into the royal court, then we can slowly influence these dwarves and promote the glory of our lord."

"Easier said than done!—what are you going to do?"

"In the King Selection Battle, candidates are not allowed to wear other equipment except for the armor they have made in advance, and they are not allowed to receive blessings from spellcasters. However, it is not impossible to prepare in advance to improve the candidates' combat effectiveness."

"You mean?" Archbishop Geroni's eyebrows were lowered, unmoving. Bishop Klind raised his head slightly, glanced at his expression quickly, and then lowered his head deeply:

"The mark of the pious.—For this I will give my blood."

The mark of the pious is derived from magic tattoos and some kind of tattoos of barbarians. Over the years, the Inquisition has fought far and wide, and has indeed stolen a lot of good things, and also magically changed a lot of good things. This kind of tattoo can stimulate the recipient's body, enhance strength, agility, pain tolerance, resist negative effects, etc...

The intensity of the effect is directly related to the tattoo area. The only problem is that its main material is the blood voluntarily donated by the priests.

"Since you volunteered, then so be it." Archbishop Jeroni's voice was indifferent, neither sad nor happy:

"In the past few days, you have been praying behind closed doors, adjusting your physical and mental condition, and keeping yourself as close to our Lord as possible."

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