Chapter 498 What Is It Like to Swallow a Mouthful of Liquid Nitrogen?

Five minutes ago, the Lord of Thunder's disciple, Archmage Baierbo, the disciple of the man who studied Yangyan Explosion, classmate Mike Wooster, had just drank a glass of liquid nitrogen.

After Gret came up with the skill of "compressing air to liquefy it by refrigeration", a group of people under Archmage Baierbo started a project to study ultra-low temperature related spells. After a year or two, regardless of the results of the magic, it actually produced many interesting by-products.

For example, the last time Grete came to see the teachers, he ate the liquid nitrogen ice cream they donated. Well, I have to say that it has a delicate and soft texture, a rich milky flavor, and melts more slowly than ordinary ice cream, so you can hold it in your hand and eat it for a longer time.

While eating, white smoke can be emitted from the nostrils, which is very interesting.

As for classmate Mike Wooster, five minutes ago, he was talking eloquently, spreading knowledge about liquid nitrogen to the new juniors and juniors:

"Don't look at it. It's very cold. It's very, very cold. In fact, if you drop it on your hands, you won't get frostbite at all! You won't get frostbite even if you don't use the mage armor! Come on, look -"

He stretched out his palm and asked everyone to verify that the protection was not turned on, and it really dripped down. In the awed eyes of the junior brothers and sisters, the drop of liquid nitrogen was suspended in the center of the palm, surrounded by white mist, like a dream.

After a while, the liquid nitrogen evaporated completely, and the palm of my hand was smooth and rosy, and it was indeed unscathed.

"Wow--"

The young mages who came into contact with liquid nitrogen for the first time stretched their necks and let out heartfelt exclamations. Under the adoring gazes of his junior brothers and sisters, classmate Mike proudly held up his chest and became more and more elated:

"Do you know why? When the liquid nitrogen drips down, the bottom part of it also evaporates, forming an air cushion, isolating my hands from the cryogenic liquid. Not only does it not matter if I drop a drop, but it will not hurt if I take a small sip. questionable!"

"Wow!"

"Is that true?"

"so smart!"

"Of course - it's not that great anymore." Next to Mike, another older magician floated past and said smoothly:

"Taking a small sip will only make you puff out white air from your mouth and nose, making you look like a smoking pig's head. It's so stupid and not powerful at all."

"Who said that! I'll drink it right now and show it to you!"

Unconvinced, classmate Mike poured a glass of liquid nitrogen in front of everyone - luckily it was just the smallest measuring cup - he took a huge sip, swallowed it, and licked the roof of his mouth with his tongue...

Two seconds later, he fell down and knew nothing.

Archmage Baierbo: "..."

Lord of Thunder: "..."

Gretel: "..."

It is true that the ignorant are fearless! Not to mention how much heat will be absorbed from the human body when this cup of liquid nitrogen evaporates. Do you know how many times the volume of liquid nitrogen will increase when it evaporates into gas?

After unit volume of liquid nitrogen is vaporized, the volume can expand 694 times!

1 ml becomes 0.7 liters!

Brother, how many milliliters did you drink? 10ml? 20ml? 30ml?

It won’t exceed 100ml, right? Then I don’t think there’s any need to save him, he’s probably already exploded…

"Have you hired a medical magician?" the Lord of Thunder asked solemnly. Baierbo looked ugly:

"Please, but it will take time to get here...Teacher, do you think you can -" take out the liquid nitrogen from the air?

The Lord of Thunder looked subtle, and for a moment he didn't know where to start complaining. Is this how you study magic? ah?

Although it is normal for a mage to commit suicide, drinking liquid nitrogen to death is too, emmm, I don’t know how to evaluate it. Taking my research budget, using my laboratory, and drinking myself down with a sip of liquid nitrogen?

Do you dare to be more outrageous?

They walked quickly as they talked, and soon arrived at the scene of the accident. Archmage Baierbo's laboratory is just downstairs from the Lord of Thunder's study, on the 375th floor of the Tower of Babel, Laboratory No. 8. Just go down the stairs and you'll arrive in a few minutes.

As soon as the Lord of Thunder arrived, the disciples and grandsons of Archmage Baierbo, as well as other magicians who came to watch the excitement after hearing the news, dispersed like Moses parting the sea. Gretel followed behind him in a feigned manner. When he saw the patient, he immediately took a breath:

Oh, what a big belly!

The whole abdomen is bulging upward! The height of the bulge is no different from that of a full-term pregnant woman!

Just because the stomach is extremely distended, I'm afraid it won't be able to reach this shape... The stomach is perforated, right?

We need to expel exhaust quickly and have surgery!

"Teacher, shelter hut!"

He tugged at the Thunder Lord's collar from behind. Archmage Baierbo turned around and glanced at this junior fellow apprentice through the teacher with a complicated expression:

Although this young disciple of the teacher is said to be a good healer and has made many achievements, he is only level 5!

For a level 5 healer, how can he keep up with such a serious injury?

The Lord of Thunder did not question this. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding crowds, tables, chairs, experimental equipment, and everything that could be moved were pushed away in all directions, leaving a clear space. While turning around, he asked Grete:

"You want the one with sterilization and temperature control?"

"I want it!"

Grete nodded quickly.

The Lord of Thunder snorted and waved his hand, and a small square house rose up in the center of the laboratory. I tell you not to study hard, to learn slowly, to tell you not to focus on your job in the plasticity department...

Look, to build an operating room now, I, the legendary, have to do it myself!

Two invisible servants appeared, helped Mike put the floating dish on the table, and sent him directly to the operating room. Gretel followed the teacher and walked in. While observing the patient, he asked Brother Baierbo urgently:

"What level of magician is he?"

"Level seven."

"Level 7...Senior brother, lend me some magic equipment to use, anything, it needs to be level 12 or above! Hurry!"

"What?"

"Let me see what's going on inside his body!"

? ? ?

Archmage Baierbo was still confused, but the Lord of Thunder had already taken off his monocle and handed it over casually. The Archmage exclaimed: "Teacher, you——"

This pair of monocles is a legendary level of magic equipment! He wanted to borrow it but couldn't touch it, so the junior brother said he needed it and just handed it over?

do not!

Teacher, show me that monocle for a while, and I’ll give it to him in exchange for a level 13 space bracelet! A level 15 magic wand will also work! It’s all easy to discuss!

However, the monocle was already in Grete's hands. Without hesitation, Gretel flew out several powerful magician hands, picked up Brother Mike and stood upright. Another mage's hand held the monocle and flew behind the patient, turning on [Detection Magic]——

Tsk, it was just as he thought, very severe intra-abdominal free gas and subcutaneous emphysema in the neck. Grete turned around:

"It's best to do an operation immediately, cut open the abdominal cavity, release the gas, and then explore and treat it. I estimate that the stomach is most likely perforated. Now that the abdomen is opened, there is still time to heal it with treatment, and there is no need to remove too much of the stomach - Senior Brother, you Can you make the decision?"

"cut!"

The Lord of Thunder answered without any doubt.

emmmm...okay.

In this world, magicians have much stronger control over their disciples than university tutors and academic affairs offices did in the past.

The Lord of Thunder said that even if the operation did not go well or even a medical accident occurred, the patient's family would not dare to do anything.

In the magician's laboratory, how many years have not lost a few disciples? Let alone doing experiments, even if you are a mage apprentice of the necromancy system, your instructor will use you for experiments - so what?

Grete returned the monocle respectfully, then hung up the shadowless lamp, set up a magic barrier, changed into surgical clothes, and washed his hands. After dispelling the barrier and walking to the operating table, he was already looking straight ahead, focusing entirely on the patient:

scrub!

Prepare the skin!

disinfect!

Spread the towel!

"Didn't you say that you need to cut open the abdominal cavity to deflate it... Why are you still going through all this?"

Archmage Baierbo asked softly. Grete turned a deaf ear and didn’t even explain a word:

The abdominal cavity is so enlarged that the liquid nitrogen that should have evaporated has already evaporated into gas. The frostbite in the digestive tract will no longer worsen, and the stomach should have been perforated long ago. If the abdomen is opened five minutes earlier and the abdomen is opened five minutes later, it is not a big problem.

However, the aseptic operation must be done well, otherwise, when you treat it later, you will have to spend treatment skills to sterilize...

Fortunately, these preparatory work can be done by the hands of a mage. Thank goodness I don't have to wash my hands again after laying down the towel.

Grete finished the preliminary work, checked the surgical equipment, threw down a tranquilizer spell to anesthetize the patient, then threw away the electrocardiogram spell, connected the newly acquired invasive blood pressure monitor, and directly opened the abdomen:

Tsk, the mage's physique is indeed not as good as that of a warrior. A level 7 mage uses an ordinary scalpel to empower [Demon Weapon], and when he cuts it, it's like a hot knife going into butter, without any hindrance...

Grete took his time and made a midline incision, opening the abdomen layer by layer. Just as he was about to take the next step, someone rushed in anxiously:

"I'm coming, I'm coming! I'm here to treat you! - Hey, it's already started?"

"Mr. Novak." Gretel greeted without looking back. The one who was pulled here was his acquaintance, Galen Novak, the 13th-level archmage from the conjuration school and medical branch next door. The last time Aurora was poisoned by chlorine gas, he was the one who rescued her——

Seeing that Gretel was already working, Archmage Novak stopped behind and did not rush to work. He first paid tribute to the Lord of Thunder, then nodded to Archmage Baierbo, stuck his head out, and looked at the patient's condition:

"Wow! My belly is so big! - Gretel, what are you doing?"

Within a few words, Grete had already made a small incision in the patient's peritoneum and inserted a hollow vine. In an instant, high-speed airflow spurted out, even making a sharp whistling sound.

"Are you deflating the gas? Why not just cut open the stomach and let all the gas come out at once?"

"If you release it all at once, something might happen... so much nitrogen will form pneumoperitoneum, and part of it will dissolve into the blood under high pressure..."

Gretel stood slightly back, observing the fluctuations of the electrocardiogram and invasive blood meter, and explained to Archmage Novak:

"If it is released all at once, the intra-abdominal air pressure will drop too low, and part of the nitrogen dissolved in the blood will re-precipitate and form bubbles in the blood vessels. If this really happens, it will be life-threatening in serious cases..."

Alas, although gastric perforation is troublesome, it will not kill anyone; air embolism can kill someone in a matter of minutes. The lesser of two evils, I can only let go slowly...

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Someone has really done such a stupid thing as drinking liquid nitrogen, more than one...

If it weren't for the power of modern medicine, it would have been cold long ago.

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