Chapter 447: How Many People Do I Have to Cure if I Change the Totem Spirit? (The Leader of Riding Tiger and Pig Ye Will Add 6 Updates)

Gretel looked at Cerela.

Cerira looked at Gretel.

They looked at each other in silence.

After a moment, Gretel hurriedly walked up behind him, and someone ran up to him. A skinny middle-aged healer squeezed out of the crowd and hurried to the front:

"I'll come! I'll treat you! No need to save your healing power, leave the warriors of our village to me!"

A mid-level warrior!

What a precious fighting force!

There is nothing he can do if he can't do it himself. Someone can help. With a few healing spells, he lets the other party decide when to release them. Is he still a human being?

Cerira chuckled. She counted silently in her heart: one, two, three... Sure enough, just after counting to three, Gretel shouted:

"Don't come here!"

"???"

"Don't come here! Stay at least three feet away from the operating table! Don't come close!"

Grete really wished he could put up a force field barrier and divide the operating room into two sections.

Hell, the sterility standards of the [Shelter Cabin] are not up to standard to begin with, yet these people are still trying to improve it!

When you learn this magic, you must find a way to transform it into a laminar flow operating room!

The middle-aged healer stood reflexively. He sang lowly and shook his bone staff.

In the sound of chanting, the antlers on the head and the pine cones stuffed with moss on the head of the staff shone brightly at the same time.

From dark brown to light brown, from light brown to reddish——

A red light shrouded Sevi. At the same time, Gretel's thoughts moved slightly, and the hemostatic forceps formed by the mage's hands suddenly let go.

The blood vessels were beating vigorously, and the bright red blood flowed along the brachial artery and poured into the newly connected arm.

Eighty-nine pairs of eyes stared at the right arm. One second, two seconds...

The middle-aged healer suddenly let out an exclamation and rushed towards him.

He put his hands behind his back and hunched over his body, trying not to touch the operating table. A pair of eyes, but they want to stick to the palm of the severed hand:

"It's red, it's red!"

That pale, cold arm that had been away from the human body for at least two meals——

From the palm to the fingertips, little by little, a faint blood color appeared!

He beamed with joy. Behind him, the elders were pushing and shoving, and they all came together to take a look.

Elder Brock even held his breath, stretched out his arm far away, and touched carefully with his fingertips:

"It's warm!—It's warm!"

According to the teacher's teachings and his own experience, when it becomes red and warm, the attached arm has already lived more than half of its life!

And from the beginning to now, the Nordmark priest, the fifth-level priest of the God of Nature, has only used one healing spell!

When joining the blood vessels, he didn't even release a formal spell, but just drew energy and used the silver rod to tap a little on the wound...

If this can reconnect the severed limb... If, with such a small amount of effort, the arm can be reattached...

Elder Brock trembled all over, his feather crown and feather cloak rustled, and they lit up slightly visible to the naked eye. Gretel immediately said:

"return to!"

How much dust is on your clothes!

He didn't even raise his head and continued to stare at the wound on his broken arm. The three major blood vessels, the brachial artery, cephalic vein, and basilic vein, are well filled;

Reach out and touch your wrist. Under your fingertips, you can feel the rhythmic beating of your pulse;

The skin began to turn red. He stretched out his hand to press it and then released it. The pale skin quickly returned to red. Although it took more than two seconds, it was already expected;

The skin begins to gradually warm up;

The broken end of the wound and the unanastomized small vein end were bleeding profusely!

very good!

Blood circulation is restored!

Seize the time to anastomose all the blood vessels, and then start repairing the muscles and tendons!

Grete began to concentrate on his work again. The mage's hand deformed according to his mind, lengthening and narrowing, taking on the appearance of a long tweezer:

It is about 18 centimeters in length and can be held comfortably in the hand, but the tip is less than a millimeter wide.

The slender tip is equipped with tiny tweezers, which can firmly hold the blood vessel from the muscle and prevent it from loosening or slipping.

Although the dwarves helped him use blood vessel clamps, it would be better to have more precise instruments used to repair blood vessels during limb replantation surgery.

Besides, it’s troublesome to sterilize the equipment in this wilderness. If you can shape it with the hands of a mage, you don’t need to use ready-made equipment...

Gretel held the mage's hand and moved forward while holding his breath. The tweezers opened and closed forward to clamp a blood vessel that was only thicker than a hair.

Use force, use a little force, close it, pull it gently——

The broken blood vessels, which can only be seen clearly under a magnifying glass, are held forward by the hands of the mage.

Aligning the two sides, the other mage's hand holds the silver rod forward, and gently touches the glass wire at the end of the silver rod at the break...

From the beginning to the end, the mage's hand hanging in the air did not shake at all.

Obviously, the owner's spirit in controlling it is as strong as steel, without any slack or wavering.

Serila looked at it breathlessly. It wasn't until the blood vessel was connected that she took two deep breaths:

"Grete, do you want to take a break? Isn't this too tiring?"

"I'm fine." Grete said with a slight smile in his voice, without even raising his head. "Don't worry, this surgery is not tiring. I can support you."

He is really not tired. Compared to the replantation of a severed limb in the previous life, compared to any major surgery in the previous life, today's surgery was much easier.

If it was a previous life, the severed and defective blood vessels would require stitches to be sutured. The needle and thread used are only one-third as thick as a human hair, and the needle can be broken when inserted into the cloth.

The doctor's hands must use a needle holder to hold a curved needle that is thinner than a hair. Continuous through suture, interrupted through suture, intussusception suture, a blood vessel needs to be sewn with 8 to 12 stitches...

But now, all it takes is clamping, apposition, and treatment.

A major surgery, a major surgery that takes more than 4 hours, can be shortened to less than 1 hour, or even shorter, with treatment.

The translucent mage's hand moved gently in the air. The amplitude is so small that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.

Occasionally, the tip of the mage's hand will shine with a little white light, smaller than a grain of rice, fainter than the tail of a firefly, and much more subtle than the first healing spell summoned by a priest's apprentice.

However, at this point, in barely noticeable movements, blood vessels are anastomosed and muscles and tendons are repaired.

The severed nerves were carefully sorted out, and then bundled one by one, one by one, and patiently and carefully combined.

Radial nerve, ulnar nerve, median nerve; musculocutaneous nerve, axillary nerve, medial brachial cutaneous nerve, lateral brachial cutaneous nerve...

They are criss-crossed and interconnected. Grete sat motionless, without raising his head, for hour after hour under the bright shadowless lamp.

Cerira lay down and then sat up, sat up and then lay down again. Further away, the healers headed by Elder Brock switched from left foot to right foot, right foot to left foot...

Just, watching like this is really, really boring, I have no idea what he is doing...

The elders have begun to whisper among themselves:

"What do you think of this treatment?"

"It's very time-consuming. I've seen Brock cast a spell and half an arm grew out of nothing. It only took a cup of tea. How long did he spend doing this?"

"...But this consumes so little! I can do it even if I see the spell fluctuations!"

"But tell me, can we do it ourselves?"

"It seems very simple, just do it every step of the way, just throw in the healing spell... But it feels like it needs to be very detailed, and I can't do it with those tools."

"Yeah, it looks simple, but I always feel that if I do it myself, I won't be able to handle it well."

"If he is willing to teach, maybe he can learn some of it, right?"

"Then do you think he is willing to teach?"

"In exchange for the totem spirit?"

"Our tribe doesn't have any extras... How about saving one from several tribes and begging him to tell it to us together?"

"What a good idea... Willard from the Blue Bird Tribe is my brother-in-law. I remember that there is also a Green Falcon Spirit over there..."

"Green Falcon is too strong, can't he be replaced? How about we ask the Gray River Tribe? They swallowed up a small tribe a few years ago, and that family's raven is pretty good..."

The healers murmured among themselves. Serira glanced over there without a trace, took another look, and secretly thought about what kind of spirit body she wanted to get for Gretel:

It must have strong buffs, be able to fight, be beautiful, and have face when taken out. The best thing is to be furry——

When Grete is in a daze, she can take the opportunity to catch him and stroke him!

Well, I wonder who among these barbarians has a wolf spirit? The last time I picked a mount, Gretel seemed to be very interested in the Silver Wolf...

The silver dragon girl's eyes were spinning wildly, one thought after another, murmuring upwards. Finally, Gretel straightened up and stretched greatly:

"Serila, healing! After the skin is healed, just scan it from top to bottom again!"

"okay!"

The silver dragon girl jumped up energetically.

Treat minor injuries, then treat minor injuries again, throw in a few balls of white light, and the skin damage, bruises and congestion are treated;

Make another one to treat moderate injuries, from a punch high above the broken part of the arm to the fingertips at the bottom, and sweep it over bit by bit;

Finally, pick up your arms and look through it again——

"No problem, okay! Hey, get up!"

With a clap of her delicate hands, the confinement technique was released. Sevi jumped off the floating saucer and touched his right arm with disbelief on his face, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and then pinched each one from thumb to little finger. --real! it is true! You can feel it on both hands, on the fingertips of both hands!

He waved his arms, clenched his fists, and then turned sideways to gain momentum. Before Grete could stop him, he saw him punch two times in the air, and the sound of breaking wind could be heard above his fists.

Grete: "...Don't move! Come here! Let me check your arm! Don't use too much force, start rehabilitation step by step, be careful that some areas haven't grown yet!"

Sevi turned to Gretel with a face full of ecstasy. With a thud, his body fell to the ground. When I raised my head again, my face was covered with tears:

"Sir! Benefactor! - Sai Wei's life is yours from now on!"

Thank you, I don't really want it. By the way, how many contribution points can be counted by connecting the arm of such a mid-level warrior?

Is it enough to exchange for one tenth of a totem spirit?

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When I was checking information today, I suddenly discovered that Professor Chen Zhongwei, who completed the world's first case of amputated limb replantation as mentioned in the first two chapters, fell to his death at the age of 75... The police speculated that they found keys and mobile phones lying around after going out. At home, I wanted to go back through the window to get it, but unfortunately I fell...

75-year-old gentleman, it is so unjust for you to die like this...

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