Chapter 567 How to Remove Wisdom Teeth without Equipment?

Sir Levi's face was blank, and several knights were almost yawning as they watched the operation. Only Captain Cullen stared at the light screen with his eyes, unblinking.

The middle-aged man looked at the experimental dog lying motionless on the operating table through the light screen. Thick eyebrows are tangled, full of worries:

After a while, will his little Avril lie unconscious on the bed like this, with a vine inserted into her veins?

"Hey, don't worry." Master Anthony came over to comfort him:

"Gretel is always sure to take action. Besides, isn't there a teacher inside?"

The "teacher" is also watching like a student at this time. Although they can't share the little snake's vision, through X-rays, they can also see how the vines travel inside the dog's body:

It goes all the way up the femoral vein, penetrates the heart, exits the heart, and reaches the blood vessels. Then, the white light of the treatment flickered faintly at the contact area between the aorta and the catheter...

"Okay! It's done!"

"Is it really finished? How is it inside that blood vessel?"

The bald bishop couldn't wait to touch it. When I press it with my fingers, it feels a little hard and a little tough, and I can no longer feel the fluctuations in the blood vessels. Grete smiled and made a gesture:

"Cut it open and take a look?"

"Huh? Can you cut it?"

"Of course! - Hey, don't insert the scissors so deep, or you may injure other organs - don't tilt it! If you tilt it, the aorta and pulmonary artery will appear! Forget it, let me cut it..."

With a click of the scissors, the previously hollow blood vessels have become solid!

Of course, if the human body grows naturally, this should be the pulmonary ligament; the one created by Gretel will not turn into a ligament, so it will have to be filled with connective tissue.

You know, patent ductus arteriosus, one of the sequelae of interventional treatment is blood leakage!

The two elders looked left and right, and finally felt relieved. Grete withdrew the mithril threads and vines, healed the femoral vein wound, and closed the chest layer by layer. The treatments are applied layer by layer, including ribs, pleura, muscles, subcutaneous tissue...

The tranquility spell was lifted and the experimental dog got up on the spot. As soon as the door of the operating room opened, he ran out happily, but Captain Cullen grabbed him, touched him up and down, and touched him from beginning to end——

Except for the fact that the left half of the body, from the forelimb to the left hind leg, was completely shaved off, there was nothing out of the ordinary. He was a good, lively dog.

"How's it going? Are you relieved now?"

Elder Erwin walked out slowly, leaned against the door frame, looked at him and smiled. Captain Cullen half-knelt on the ground, raised his head and smiled sheepishly, smiling with red eyes:

"My little Avril...is really getting better now..."

Well, you can’t cry while holding a dog! Look, that dog is going to bite you!

After struggling for a while, Gretel washed his hands, changed his clothes, and came out to comfort them. Captain Cullen wiped his nose and tears and finally made up his mind:

"Little Avril, I'm leaving it to you! Just treat it as you say!"

"Okay!... But it has to be tomorrow. I'll keep my spirits up. I'll do it again tomorrow when I have enough spell slots..."

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

Grete let out a long breath. Thank God, the convincing is finally over and I can have surgery tomorrow!

Well, my mental energy has been almost exhausted today. Find a place to have a good sleep and recuperate your spirit...or meditate? Where to meditate? Just in the hospital? Or go to the Mage Tower?

It’s really time to pay a visit to Master Gehrman’s place...

While I was thinking this, two heads came over, one from the left and the other from the right:

"Mage Nordmark? Is it convenient for you to speak now?"

Yes, Robert the Knight, Sir Reeves. Grete's mind turned and he pulled out a label:

Difficult and complicated diseases, treatment failed.

Since it is a difficult and complicated disease, he, as the director of the hospital, must shoulder the burden. Gretel wiped his face and changed into a smile meant for work:

"No problem. - You two, would you like to sit on the sidelines?"

The three of them moved their positions, entered the consulting room, and hummed again and again. Robert Knight was not doing it for himself, but because his eldest son’s injury was a bit troublesome. Gretel asked him to bring someone to see him tomorrow - or in two or three days. If anything happens, let’s talk about it after seeing it.

Then came Sir Reeves. The old man sat down in front of Gretel, tilted his head habitually, held his cheeks, and began to sigh:

"My tooth hurts so much..."

Complaints of toothache. Gretel silently made a note in his mind, remembering the old man who complained of toothache when he was in Nevis and was diagnosed with a myocardial infarction.

——By the way, what happened to the old man? It seemed that something was urgent at the banquet and he was dragged away, so he didn't pay attention... Was he having a heart attack? Have you been rescued?

I hope the person in front of me is not myocardial infarction - no, if it is myocardial infarction, I can still save it. If it is not myocardial infarction, but simply a toothache, I will not take advantage of it!

Gretel retracted his thoughts and asked pleasantly:

"Which part hurts? How many days has it been hurting?"

"That's it..." Sir Levi tried his best to grow his cheeks and pointed with his finger to the deepest side: "The very edge..."

Got, molars, even wisdom teeth. Grete sighed, and Pastor Anthony followed beside him, explaining a little aggrievedly:

"I have been undergoing treatment for several days. Each time I tried one treatment, it got better, but the pain started again the next day. I also used medicine, including cloves, datura water, henbane preparation, and calendula soaked in water. I've tried everything including rinsing my mouth, but it still hurts the next day..."

Grete silently asked him to sit on the chair and tried to raise his head. A piece of illumination technology flew into his mouth, and the teeth struck one after another. The situation was obvious:

Pain in lower right second molar.

The gums next to the molars were all red and swollen, an obvious sign of inflammation.

As for wisdom teeth, they are not visible in the mouth. Grete counted again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... no eight. There are no third molars, maybe they are buried?

Yes, let’s take a dental x-ray. Gretel took out the [Endless Ink Pen], placed it behind Sir Levi's head, and activated [Detection Magic]. As soon as his meditation vision lit up, Grete sighed.

"This... your wisdom teeth have grown sideways and are directly touching the root of the front tooth! If you leave this alone, the outer tooth will still hurt after ten thousand years of treatment!"

Sir Levi looked at him blankly. Grete silently summoned [Silent Phantom], pointed at him and said:

"Look, there is another tooth here, buried under the gum..."

It took a lot of effort to explain it clearly. Sir Levi looked at Gretel longingly:

"Mage Nordmark, what should we do?"

... If you ask 10,000 dental surgeons about this question, 10,001 of them will tell you to pull it out - the other one is the nurse next to you. But Gretel...

Gretel wanted to cry.

He is not a dental professional either! Oral and clinical, they are two major categories! It’s different from the moment you enter school!

And he doesn't have any instruments in his hand... Well, when he was in the dwarf kingdom, he should have extorted a set of dental tools...

How to perform this operation?

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