Chapter 442 Is This the Spirit of the Contract that I Borrowed? This Beaver?

The barbarian elders all stood up, gathered around the operating table, and stared at the old hunchback lying on the operating table. Beside the operating table, Grete observed the tumor with a serious face, pressing, kneading, and pushing...

Almost everyone present had observed the old hunchback's sarcoma and thought about ways to treat it.

However, if the treatment is applied, it will either be ineffective or it will grow bigger; if the medicine is applied, the ulcer will break out for you; if you summon the blessings of the Bull God, Bear God, Deer God, and Eagle God, what will be the result? Haha.

Elder Brock himself had treated him. Be ruthless, cut off a big lump of yellow, fat-like stuff with one knife, and then use healing techniques to heal it. The effect was immediate and the old hunchback was very grateful. All the healers worshiped him:

He is indeed a miracle doctor!

However, within a year and a half, the thing grew again and became larger than before. The old hunchback's left shoulder is high and his right shoulder is low. It looks like the whole person is being crushed. This time, he no longer dared to ask Elder Brock to cut off the tumor, and Elder Brock himself did not dare to take action.

And all the healers in Akula were talking about it:

Could it be that he offended the evil god?

Or have you offended a demon and been possessed by a demon?

Or maybe it was the monster that Old Hunchback had killed when he was young, and the spirit of the beast came to trouble him?

Or, it is said that some kind of necromancer can place rot sacs on living people. The rot sacs will grow bigger and bigger, and eventually they can swallow people?

——You can’t cut that thing! If it's not cut well, it will splash all over you, and the rot sac will be transferred to your body!

But as the strongest healer in Akula, Elder Brock always wants to find a chance to give it a try. It's not that he is very close to the old hunchback, it's just that this is related to the face of all spell casters...

If an elder walks around with a tumor for many years, wouldn't it slap everyone in the face and make people think that none of them can cure it?

It just so happened that this foreign spellcaster dared to cut people. Just let him try it! If the attempt is successful, it may be possible to end my heartache...

Gretel didn't know about these twists and turns, nor did he want to know. All his energy was focused on the big tumor in front of him:

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. The size of this tumor is not small! It basically occupies the entire left back, and also covers part of the right back, including the deltoid, infraspinatus, trapezius, teres major, latissimus dorsi...

It's all covered!

Even the groove in the center of the back has been pushed to the side. With this area, we need to consider whether it has violated the spine...

Of course, we can discuss the issue of the spine later. Grete looked at the tumor first: the surface was smooth, soft, and mobile. The skin color and temperature are normal, the boundaries are clear, there is slight tenderness, and the size...

When I take a ruler and measure it, it’s more than 30cm*20cm...

He pressed it and pushed the border with his fingers, feeling satisfied. Although he is only an emergency doctor and not a dermatologist next door, he can intuitively feel that this thing is not very dangerous:

The color is normal, the surface is smooth, and there are currently no ulcers, ruling out squamous cell carcinoma, melanoma, etc.; the texture is soft and the borders are clear, ruling out fibromas, hemangiomas, and the like. In short, intuition is a very safe and simple thing.

Lipoma?

According to the medical history, a large lump of yellow, fat-like material had been removed before. The possibility of lipoma was indeed very high. So, now, let me look at the spine!

Gretel stood up straight and stretched his waist. Elder Brock had been staring at him closely, and immediately asked:

"How is it? Can it be cured?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished reading yet." Before the examination was completed, Grete didn't dare to say whether it could be cured. He waved his hand, first helped the old hunchback up and asked him to stand up:

"Stand up straight, stand up straight! Keep your back straight! Don't stagger around! Hey, don't lean in any direction intentionally, just stick to your usual standing posture!"

Serila understood it and stood on the opposite side with her headdress in hand. Gretel turned on [Detection Magic], raised his eyes, and immediately smiled:

This spine is pretty good!

No bends!

Looking at the way his left shoulder was high and his right shoulder was low, I thought the tumor was too big and had invaded his spine, causing scoliosis!

His expression relaxed, and the old man Yu Guan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he wanted to speak. Gretel waved his hand to him, took two steps to the left, and stood on the left side of the old hunchback. At the same time, Cerela moved to the right and perfectly fulfilled her role as an X-ray source.

emmmm... The lateral view is not very clear... The tumor is a bit deep, and the relationship with the surrounding tissue is not so easy to distinguish... Unfortunately, it would be better to have a CT...

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

Elder Yuguan asked in a low voice. Grete shook his head slightly:

"No, I can't see clearly." He stretched out his finger and made a faint mark on the side of the old man's shoulder and back:

"You can't see how deep the tumor is. There are some blood vessels nearby. According to the agreement, please lend me a contract spirit and let me take a closer look."

There was a sudden buzz in the hall. Not many people in the front row dared to speak, but in the crowd in the back row, people began to whisper:

"Do you really want to give it to him?"

"An outsider?"

"With a contract spirit, even a slightly qualified child can become an elder! Just give it away like this?"

"It's just for borrowing! It's not for him!"

The old man in Yu Guan's expression remained unchanged and turned a deaf ear. He made a gesture, and immediately two young apprentices in white robes came together to move a totem pole.

The totem pole was as thick as an arm's length and more than a foot long. When placed in the center of the hall, it almost stood up to the sky. The column body is dark, oily and smooth, and seems to be covered with a thick layer of patina from top to bottom.

Brock turned to the totem pole, groaned, raised his palms high above his head, snap, snap, snap, and clap three times hard. Then, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and began to sing a song that Gretel didn't understand.

The song was majestic and desolate, high-pitched and exciting, and the wild air rushed towards her face. Grete's heart was shaken when she heard it. While singing, a sharp eagle cry circled up, reached the highest point, and suddenly swooped down!

Gretel's breath hitched. He subconsciously turned on [Detection Magic], and in the halo, a vague shadow of a raptor rushed down and landed on the totem pole. Using both claws hard, a round shadow emerged from the totem pole.

"I'll lend you this totem spirit for a while." The meditation environment was as turbulent as water waves, and a huge, fiery being came over and established a bridge between him and the shadow.

Gretel followed the instructions of the old man Yu Guan and relaxed his mind. Soon, he felt that there was a short, round guy in his consciousness. The thing's two forelimbs were short and powerful. It was holding something and chewing it with its huge front teeth.

Is this a...beaver?

The contract spirit lent to me is a beaver?

Well, that's very beaver...

Grete complained silently, driving the virtual spirit to jump up and submerge into the old hunchback's body. The size of the contract spirit is not limited by the physical body. Soon, he saw the situation inside the patient's body through the eyes of the virtual body:

Skin, fat, muscles, blood vessels... are too blurry. Get closer and have a clearer view... the envelope outside the tumor...

Elder Brock closed his eyes slightly. He used his own spirituality and the spirit of the contract as a bridge to allow Gretel to communicate with the beaver spirit. This is the so-called "lend to him". As long as the old man is willing and has a thought, he can sever the connection between the two at any time.

There are additional benefits to being a bridge. He could also see what Gretel saw in the spirit, but the speed was too fast, and the old man couldn't keep up:

What's this?

What is this?

A smooth, delicate, and complete skin film? The vision of the beaver spirit is advancing close to the edge of the membrane? Well, the capsule is quite complete, and there is no messy stuff leaking out... It turned around so quickly? Still digging in, what does he want to see?

The spiritual vision suddenly lit up, but it was Grete who took the initiative to cut off the contact and broke away from the spiritual vision. He stood among the crowd, his face calm and full of confidence:

"It can be cured. It's just a subcutaneous lipoma. Just cut it off and it'll be fine."

Well, for such a simple subcutaneous lipoma, the operation is difficult and can be completed in county-level hospitals. The more troublesome thing is the diagnosis. He has seen lipoma infiltrate the cervical spine before, compress the spinal cord, and cause hemiplegia.

Therefore, without CT or MRI, Gretel did not dare to undergo surgery anyway. The alternative is to get a virtual body and take a look...

"Then...cut it now?"

The old hunchback asked softly while lying on the operating table. Gretel nodded firmly:

"If you think you can, cut it now!"

It's just subcutaneous lipoma. It's a small job in dermatology. People will laugh to death if you publish an article about it. In their hospital, if you want to publish an article about a lipoma, it must at least be a cardiac lipoma, a brainstem lipoma, or a huge subperitoneal lipoma...

The skin is prepared, cleaned, local anesthesia is taken, and the scalpel is flying. A long incision was made in the center of the left back, and the mage's hands stretched the skin to both sides.

Grete had already investigated it beforehand and knew what was going on. The mage's hands kept sliding along the outside of the capsule, pulling, tearing, and blunt separation. The lipoma is cut open without damaging the surrounding muscles and blood vessels. The movements are light and quick, and there is no hesitation from start to finish.

Soon, a huge lipoma, together with the capsule, was lifted out by the mage's hand.

The tumor was so big that the mage's hands were three to five sizes larger than normal palms...

"Who's going to weigh it? How heavy is this tumor?"

Gretel shouted as he rinsed. Their general surgery department has removed tumors up to three kilograms, and it is said that the dermatology department has removed tumors weighing more than five kilograms. Tsk, if this can break a record, even though I am embarrassed to post an article, I can still brag with them...

A group of savages looked at each other. What, you just cut it, but you still have to weigh it?

Is this a quirk of outside healers?

Is this healer really a servant of the God of Nature, not a necromancer?

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Thinking about it, which one should I choose among Gretel’s Contract Spirits? Do you have any good suggestions?