Chapter 542 Toothache Is Not a Disease, the Pain Is Other Diseases

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Grete reluctantly understood something. Not everyone - or rather, non-human beings included - is suitable for developing potentially explosive things.

This is Miss Silver Dragon, who has high defense and strong adaptability, and can spray ice breath to cool down at any time. If it were the Nobel brothers in the previous life, well, they probably would have died before they could produce any results...

He had to take away all the alchemy materials and rearrange the task for Cerela:

"Well, this is salt water, this is direct current, electrolysis can produce chlorine gas... collect the chlorine gas, heat it, let the pure gold burn inside, collect the combustion products, and dissolve them in water..."

"What are you doing this for?"

"I'll show you something fun when I make it!"

"okay!"

Cerela went to work (play) happily. Grete wiped his sweat secretly: Thank you for your hard work. This method of producing gold chloride is the simplest and crudest. But at what high temperature it would take to combine, he really didn't know, so he could only let Miss Yinlong try it slowly:

"Heat it up little by little from 100 degrees! Don't rush!"

Well, many diseases may be transmitted through blood transfusion, so people who donate blood must check for four infectious diseases in advance. As for hepatitis B antigen and hepatitis C antigen, Grete really doesn't have the conditions to do it, but it would be a shame if he didn't get tested for syphilis...

You can't just make people get the disease inexplicably first, and then just hope that [removing the disease] won't work.

He rubbed his forehead and returned to the meditation room, meditating with all his strength first to replenish the consumed magic power. Then, he crawled back to the laboratory, opened bottles and jars, and performed experiments back to back with Cerela.

Well, today's spell castings have been used up, so it's okay to do some experiments. But the premise is...

"Serila, refresh my defense!"

"okay!"

The pathogen of syphilis, Treponema pallidum, is detected by silver staining, which requires three reagents. Cerela is already making gold chloride solutions, and there are two types left. Grete felt that it would be more reliable to make it by himself.

5% silver nitrate aqueous solution... Add concentrated ammonia solution drop by drop until precipitation occurs... Continue adding concentrated ammonia solution dropwise until the precipitate disappears... Add a few drops of 5% silver nitrate solution to make the solution milky white... Okay, ammonia silver After the liquid is prepared, put it into a brown bottle and put it in the refrigerator!

Next, it’s time to light the sulfur…

After solving the financial problem, Gretel returned to a regular life. Go to the hospital to work in the morning, see the patients, and follow up on the research and development progress of the apprentices. In the afternoon, I collect materials at home, meditate for a circle after I collect the materials, and do experiments if I still have time.

In the evening, go to the embassy to check in, chat with the vampires, fulfill your diplomatic obligations, check that everything is okay, and then go home to meditate and sleep.

Well, if there are no cases in the hospital that require his intervention, he can actually do experiments, meditate, and write papers while working in the hospital...

Unfortunately, this is a luxury.

Most of the patients who come to the hospital, as long as they are rich and powerful, come because of his reputation. Even those who are extremely poor have some intractable diseases that must be dealt with by him. Other healers in the hospital are also happy to watch him work and learn some rare treatment methods.

so……

"Mage Nordmark! Mage Nordmark, come and take a look!"

"What kind of disease is it again..."

Gretel muttered and put down his pen. Entering the medical hall, two therapists smiled at him at the same time: one from the God of Nature and one from the God of War Temple. Among the two, there was a patient whom Gretel did not recognize. He was dressed luxuriously and had a pale face. He tilted his head and covered the left side of his face:

"Why can't this tooth be cured... You treated me once the day before yesterday, and you treated me again yesterday. This tooth still hurts!"

Toothache is not a disease, it hurts terribly. The two priests could only smile apologetically, respectfully asked the patient to sit down, and then looked at Gretel. Gretel also has a big head:

I'm not a dentist!

Dentistry and clinical studies are completely different categories starting from the undergraduate level, and they are inseparable from each other!

Even our equipment is different! Without those dental drills, dental chisels, etc., even if you have wisdom teeth, I wouldn’t know what to pull out for you with my bare hands!

I have no choice but to check first. Oak Grove Hospital didn't even have a dental bed, so Gretel had to ask him to lie down on a regular examination bed and try his best to open his mouth. Put a scarf on your head, hang up the shadowless lamp, and let’s begin!

He took a small hammer himself and struck the teeth one by one according to the pain direction indicated by the patient:

"This one doesn't hurt."

"This one doesn't hurt either."

"This one still doesn't hurt."

"It's strange, why doesn't it hurt?"

Logically speaking, if the brushing treatment for two consecutive days is ineffective, there should be a rotten tooth. Gretel inhaled and exhaled, and summoned a hollow vine, slightly building a small vortex behind it and blowing out cold wind. The whole mouth of teeth was blown one by one:

"Does it hurt?"

"Are you feeling sore?"

"Where does it hurt?"

The patient denied all. Grete had no other choice but to take out the [Endless Ink Pen] and put it under the patient's pillow, activate X-ray magic, and observe them one by one:

Damn it, there are 32 teeth in the upper and lower rows and on the left and right sides, and not a single one is rotten. The four wisdom teeth are perfectly vertical, with no floating roots, no periodontal inflammation, and no alveolar bone resorption...

So this patient, what is your situation?

Grete observed it quickly and carefully again, but still couldn't figure it out. He frowned and suddenly thought of another possibility:

"Sir, apart from your toothache, do you feel uncomfortable in any other way?"

"No!"

"Chest tightness?"

"No!"

"Chest pain? Back pain? Shoulder pain?"

"nor……"

The patient wanted to get up impatiently. Grete held him down and quickly performed an electrocardiogram. As soon as a few magic electrodes fell, the cloud screen lit up, and the alarm immediately sounded. Gretel's brows jumped:

"!!!"

Oops!

The waveform on the electrocardiogram shows a dorsal elevation of the ST segment, indicating a myocardial infarction!

Radiation toothache caused by anterior wall myocardial infarction!

"Sir, please lie down for a while, don't be anxious!" Gretel quickly stopped him:

"You have a heart problem! You have an acute disease! Lie down first and wait for me to prepare treatment..."

Is it useful to brush [Remove Disease]?

Or insert a catheter for thrombolysis?

How to deliver thrombolytic drugs? Enter the heart through the radial artery or radial vein? Or direct puncture? Or, use the magic learned from Black Crow Swamp for blood anticoagulation to directly act on the human body?

Grete thought nervously. Unexpectedly, when the patient heard what he said, he immediately pushed Gretel away and got up angrily:

"Nonsense! I obviously have a toothache, but you said I have a heart disease! You couldn't cure it twice in a row, so you blame the problem on my heart. Are you trying to defraud me of my money?"

He opened the door of the consulting room and strode out. Gretel trotted behind him without catching up with him:

"Sir! Sir, please stop! Your condition is very dangerous! Let us treat you first. If you are cured, we will charge you money. If you are not cured, we will not charge you..."

late. The patient got on his horse and galloped away, leaving only a trail of smoke and dust behind.

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