Chapter 624 Cesarean Section? How Could He Be so Studious?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Gretel. The Earl of Argyll inhaled and exhaled heavily, his chest heaved and his breath shot out like an arrow. After a while, Gretel felt the wind in his ears gradually died down:

What kind of lung capacity is this... You are the reincarnation of Bellows, right... I feel like Phelps' lung capacity is not as high as yours. Even if you are a high-level knight, your chest volume is always limited, right?

The earl was really shocked. However, it was not convenient to discuss remuneration with Gretel at this moment. He turned to the high priest and bowed his head solemnly:

"please."

The priest adjusted the corners of his robe and looked solemn. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, lowered his head slightly, and made a praying gesture:

"In the name of the goddess, I swear that after I learn caesarean delivery from Master Nordmark, I will save the lives of at least 20 poor mothers every year for free and without charge. If I violate the oath, may the goddess deprive me of my god Technique."

"That's enough." Grete came up and shook hands with him: "I salute you, High Priest Perry. If it's convenient, come back to the medical center with me, and I'll start teaching you right away."

Well, saving 20 poor pregnant women...that doesn't mean just dragging 20 pregnant women for cesarean section will be regarded as saving lives. If it does not meet the indications for surgery and does not require a hard dissection, it certainly cannot be counted.

The World Health Organization has set a warning line for cesarean section rate of 15%. Countries such as the United Kingdom and the United States are all below the warning line, and Japan is only 7%.

Even if you calculate at 15% and perform cesarean section on 20 women who meet the surgical indications, you will have to provide prenatal check-ups to at least 133 women. If you want to be safer, collect enough money, maybe more...

The plan goes through!

"good!"

High Priest Perry thought he would be able to get started immediately. However, when he came to Grete's medical clinic, the first thing he did was to learn the surgical aseptic procedures; the second thing was to recite the entire "Obstetrics and Gynecology"...

"When will we learn about cesarean section?"

"You have to start learning from the basics! If you don't start learning from the basics, you will get into big trouble!"

Of course, the Earl of Argyll's needs must be responded to, and the high priest's self-confidence must be suppressed. The strongest way to suppress confidence is through practice.

Gretel invited the high priest and the knights sent by the count to the research building and got into the operating room specialized in animal experiments:

"Come on, try giving the rabbit a cesarean section first..."

Rabbits can give birth to a litter of 6 to 10 babies in a month, and can give birth 4 to 6 times a year. Most of the animals raised in the research building are rabbits, which can be used as you like.

The high priest put on surgical clothes and picked up the scalpel. Fix the rabbit, take an anesthesia magic, and cut it with a knife——

"Hey, I'm bleeding!"

This knife was wrong, it must have cut a blood vessel!

The high priest quickly threw a healing spell to stop the bleeding. Having to stop the blood flow and prevent the wound from healing was a real test of control.

Fortunately, High Priest Perry is also a high-level healer above level 10 and has rich experience. It seemed that he had completed it with ease, but only he knew that white hair was sweating all over his back.

He calmed down and continued cutting. The tip of the knife penetrates, presses down, and gets stuck. High Priest Perry took a breath and pressed hard...

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! I scratched the little rabbit!"

High Priest Perry was cutting, shearing, and throwing healing spells. After finally stopping the bleeding, I pulled out the little rabbit at the top and took a look——

Unfortunately, he was stabbed in the neck, half of his cervical vertebrae was broken, and he could no longer survive.

The knight next to him turned blue. A cesarean section sounds simple, just cut open, take the baby out, and heal with surgery. It's your first time working as a newbie, and look, this is what you'll end up with.

High Priest Perry was so nervous that he was sweating all over. He wiped it with his backhand, and his face was covered with rabbit blood from his forehead to the corners of his eyes. He quickly called for water to wash his face, and the water splashed all over the dissecting table.

Gretel: ...What about the sterile operating practices! How many articles have you violated so far? You must scold me severely when you look back! Swear hard!

After a long time of tossing, one, two, three, four, five, six... pulled out eight little rabbits. One had its cervical vertebra cut off, one had its leg broken, and the other two looked miserable. As for the female rabbit, even with the support of divine magic, she was tortured to death.

The knight inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again, exhaled again, took his leave, and quickly reported back to the count. It seems that this cesarean section operation cannot be learned in a short time. If you take it by force, the life and health of the young lady will be really worrying.

From then on, High Priest Perry began his miserable study career. Endorsing, endorsing, just memorizing anatomy diagrams and "Obstetrics and Gynecology" took a full week; when it came time to actually get started, it was even more stumbling:

"Who asked you to bend down to pick up things! During the operation, your hands cannot go up to your shoulders and cannot go down to your waist! Get out! Brushing your hands again!"

"Stop! Don't wipe the sweat with your hands! Call a nurse to help you wipe it, or use a spell! Don't contaminate your hands! Get out! Brush your hands again!"

"Stop! Don't pollute the operating table with your sweat! Get out!"

Going out, going out, just for dissecting rabbits, the great priest received countless reprimands. Every time you make a mistake, you must stop immediately, go out to change clothes, wash your hands again, and come in again. It goes without saying how far the study progress has been delayed.

Gretel's heart was as solid as stone, and she remained unmoved. Every medical student is scolded for their sterile operating habits. I was scolded by teachers, scolded by other doctors, scolded by head nurses, scolded by nurses...

After working hard for several months, I was finally able to go into the operating room and help pull the hook. If I made a mistake, I was kicked out immediately. Don't even think about getting started again in a month or two. How can it be as good as now? Go out, change clothes, wash your hands, and then come back and continue working?

I haven't hit anyone with a hemostat yet! Oh, I forgot, here are all replaced by mage's hands, there are no hemostats...

In addition to aseptic operation, practical skills are also an issue. Just for cutting the skin, the great priest was chanted dozens of times by Gretel:

"The thumb is under the handle of the knife, and the index finger and middle finger are on the handle! Use wrist strength! Don't rely on your fingers to exert force. Just hold the handle of the knife with your fingers and keep it stable!"

"The tip of the knife points downwards at 45 degrees, penetrates 1 mm, then flattens the blade and cuts! Don't keep cutting at an angle, as it will injure the deep tissue!"

"Don't swing the knife! Don't swing it from side to side! You don't need to cut an arc for a cesarean section, just walk straight!"

How long does it take to learn this before you can master it independently... High Priest Perry doubted himself. Pastor Joanna, who studied with him but at a different pace, secretly expressed her deep sympathy:

Not counting the theoretical courses, she has been studying for a month or two, and she has only been watching, doing tricks, and throwing healing techniques, and has never even opened a stage independently!

Nearly a month later, Ms. Caroline finally miscarried. She struggled to glance at the child and immediately fainted——

The child has only one arm but three legs.

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