Chapter 744: Perform CT Scan on the Archmage? Oops, Gretel Is Down! (The Tweet Reached 23,000 Words)

Of course Grete has this kind of mentality to attract investment or something. Otherwise, why would he come all the way here with Mrs. Alva?

But more importantly, CT is a diagnostic method that can indeed diagnose cerebral hemorrhage. Of course, it is not as accurate as NMR, but its speed is much faster than NMR.

Brain CT scans and emergency examinations are carried in by doctors in a hurry on a flat cart. They jump in and do the work. It takes a few minutes at a time and a quarter of an hour to produce a report. The cost is several hundred yuan. A brain MRI takes several hours and costs several thousand yuan.

In Grete's previous life, he saw the half-informed family members making a fuss and insisting on a more accurate MRI. As everyone knows, when there is a brain hemorrhage and it is necessary to race against time for rescue, if you go for an MRI, you often miss the golden period of rescue.

He stood up from the patient's side, his hands covered with white light, shrouding the patient's brain. While treating, he spoke softly, with a confident tone:

"This method can indeed diagnose cerebral hemorrhage. Of course, in view of the current patient's condition, it is recommended to use treatment to stop the cerebral hemorrhage before further diagnosis."

"you sure?"

"Sure!"

Grete took out the chip and touched it lightly. In front of everyone's eyes, a light curtain unfolded, revealing two three-dimensional comparison pictures:

"Look, the picture on the left is a normal mouse brain, and the right hand is a brain of a mouse that was bleeding. Through CT three-dimensional reconstruction, the bleeding site in the brain can be clearly seen, and the amount of bleeding can even be roughly estimated."

As soon as this light curtain unfolded, everyone's eyes were focused on it, including Archmage Bielsa and Mrs. Alva, who had already read the paper. Even the patient lying on the floating dish tried to keep his eyes open, trying to see the details of the image clearly.

"Don't move! Lie down!"

The archmage shouted, immediately released his mental power, and concentrated on feeling the condition of the patient's brain. In his perception, this part of his brain was like an erupting volcano, with energy rushing left and right, rushing endlessly.

When it came to judging whether it was a cerebral hemorrhage, he was really not sure. The human brain is a restricted area for magicians and magicians. Only those guys from Black Crow Swamp would open someone's skull without any problem...

However, throwing in a healing spell is always no problem. He glanced at Grete:

"You don't have enough treatment. I'll do it."

The white light is melting and pouring on the patient's brain like a drizzle. Penetrate, soothe, tranquilize, heal. Imagine the blood vessels in the brain, those dense and ruptured blood vessels, being healed one by one under the treatment -

The healing spell in the hands of the 18th-level Archmage was much stronger than what Gretel had unleashed. After one round of casting, the patient breathed a long sigh of relief. He actually had the strength to open his eyes and tentatively tried to sit up.

Is the diagnosis correct?

Is the treatment effective?

Archmage Bielsa narrowed his eyes and stared deeply at Gretel. Gretel bent down to read the patient's condition, straightened up, smiled slightly, and nodded to him:

In previous lives, it was not possible to directly initiate treatment. Cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction have many similar external symptoms, but the treatments are completely opposite——

Cerebral hemorrhage requires hemostasis, and cerebral infarction requires thrombolysis. Anticoagulant and thrombolytic drugs were given to patients with cerebral hemorrhage, and blood protruded on the spot; hemostatic drugs were given to patients with cerebral infarction, and the speed of blood clot formation was greatly increased. Directly administering the drug without checking it clearly is equivalent to killing someone.

But I’m not afraid of healing. The experience of using healing techniques over the years has taught Grete that healing techniques can quickly coagulate blood and heal wounds quickly. However, because the healing speed is so fast, blood clotting will not occur.

At the very least, the animals he had dissected told him that in animals that had suffered heavy bleeding and were cured by treatment, no visible clots were found near the wounds or in the blood vessels.

——So, the most urgent danger has been eliminated, can we do CT?

Archmage Bielsa took a deep breath. He looked around the patient's students, bent down, and spoke softly to the patient lying on the floating dish:

"Old Wolf, in your current situation, we suspect that the blood vessels in your brain may be bleeding. Now, in order to clarify your condition, we hope to use the new magic of Nordmark Master to do a test for you. Are you willing? What?"

On the floating saucer, the old magician nodded with difficulty and closed his eyes.

A large group of people moved to the center of the mage tower. ——Old Wolfe is a level 16 magician. According to the principle of [Detect Magic], a magic item of at least level 21, which is the legendary level, is required to emit magic light to illuminate his body.

Grete cannot get a magic item of this level. Cerira, if she hadn't gone to sleep, wouldn't have been able to get it out. Even Bielsa, the great magician, is an 18th-level mage, so he can't get legendary items or anything like that...

There is no other way but to use the energy pool of the secondary conjuration tower to take such a photo.

In other words, there was a level 18 great magician present, and he was from the medical department, so no one wanted to offend him. The magician guarding the energy pool readily moved out of the way and let the group of people in.

As for Little Gretel, a level 7 magician, he was taken in as a matter of course and stood majestically in the C position. Apart from being looked at a few times by the magicians around him, it was nothing.

"You come?"

Standing at the door of the energy pool, Archmage Bielsa turned to look at Gretel and asked kindly. Gretel was confused for a moment:

"I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, can you please come?"

——Anyway, the difficulty of CT magic is not in releasing it. Just throw in a [Detection Magic], then empty your mind and treat yourself as an emotionless signal transmission channel. Everything else is left to Ta Ling.

...Of course, it is the mobile version of Tower Spirit.

Before setting off this morning, Gretel connected the mobile tower spirit with MOSS and asked MOSS to put the relevant algorithms into the mobile tower spirit. As for how to copy programs between tower spirits, for this, I can only trust MOSS...

Now, he has settled the patient and connected the golden treasure box and mobile tower spirit. He turned his head and looked around for help:

……help?

I can't handle so many things by myself!

Mrs. Alva came out with a smile, holding the connection line and preparing to supply energy. Without saying a word, Archmage Morton summoned two mage hands to hold the edge of the floating disk under the patient. Gretel took a long breath and got ready:

Three, two, one!

[Detect Magic]!

"Ouch——"

So bright!

So bright!

Good, good, good, bright!

The important thing is that on the head of the Archmage, powerful magical energy clashes and rushes in and out, and the noise is so strong...

Even if he closed his eyes tightly, tears were pouring out from under his eyelids. Grete held on for 10 seconds, 20 seconds, and half a minute. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell back:

"I can't do it anymore, can you please come?"

Hey, with the mental strength of a level 7 magician, facing the pressure of legendary items and the information flow from the brain scan of a level 16 magician, is it still too reluctant...

In the previous life, CT scans were performed using machines, and the doctor only had to sit outside the lead room and close the door tightly. In this life, doctors themselves act as receiving instruments. It turns out that the threshold is so high!

Two enhanced mage hands - probably - helped him to the side and settled him into sitting position on a disc. Archmage Bielsa stepped forward and asked specifically:

"Besides the points mentioned in the paper, is there anything else I need to pay attention to when doing this inspection?"

"Just relax your mind and let the data be transmitted as accurately as possible..." Gretel closed his eyes and replied feebly:

"The turntable should be slow and uniform. The slower and more uniform the better... People on the turntable should not move..."

Woo hoo, that light just now was so bright that it blinded his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes... His brain is still buzzing now... Who can do a good job, give him some eye drops, or give him some soothing techniques Or...

In the hands of an 18th level great magician, the inspection that made Grete's life or death easy, the operation was completed in a blink of an eye. Then, a group of people stared at the tower spirit eagerly, waiting, waiting, waiting...

A minute passed with no result.

Two minutes passed with no result.

Five minutes passed and still no result.

"Everyone, are you finished?" The magician guarding the energy pool came over to chase people away:

"If you're done, please leave as soon as possible. It's a place with a heavy energy pool. It's best not to stay too long!"

Especially that little level 7 magician... Even if you are a fifth-ring arcanist, this only represents your potential and research ability, not your own strength and energy level.

Staying in a place with too much energy for too long is not good for your health! Even if it is the maintenance window of the energy pool, it is not something you can stay in for long if the energy reaction can be detected in the outside world!

Look, I just glanced at it with [Detection Magic], and I shed tears like this...

Then, he saw everyone present, including the leader, the 18th-level great magician Bielsa, looking at the little magician uniformly. When asking him, his voice was soft and he could clearly hear the meaning of respect:

"Are you done? Can you leave?"

"It's time to leave..." Gretel still closed his eyes, and the physiological tears were pouring down, and they haven't stopped yet. He stretched out his hand and touched two handfuls in the void, feeling weak:

"Keep supplying energy to the mobile tower spirit. Don't stop. The golden treasure box can be removed... Someone come and give me a hand. My eyes hurt... Ouch!"

If you use an oak stick and walk step by step with your eyes closed, you can cosplay a blind man on the spot. Sad.jpg

Then, the disk sitting under him, which should be a floating disk, floated up automatically and took him away without him having to think of a way to move it.

The group of people hugged each other, and with Gretel in their arms, they returned to the consultation room of the great magician Bielsa. Gretel finally recovered, but he could only wait with everyone for the results of moving the tower spirit. 10 minutes, 20 minutes, half an hour...

"When will the results be available?"

"I don't know." Grete spread his hands, half honest and half innocent:

"When I scanned the mouse, MOSS - the tower spirit of my mage tower - took nearly an hour to create a three-dimensional image. The level of this tower spirit is lower than MOSS, and the size of the archmage's head is larger than that of the mouse. Many times bigger..."

The implication is that it will definitely take a long time, so everyone should be mentally prepared.

wait wait wait. Very boring to wait. Mrs. Alva was so busy supplying energy to the tower spirit that she didn't dare to let go of her hand for a moment...

Fortunately, Gretel has also gained quite a reputation in the medical circle. Archmage Bielsa simply took him and Archmage Morton, who came as an introduction, to exchange treatment experiences.

The three of them talked and finally passed the time, until the moment when the three-dimensional model appeared.

"Look, there is indeed blood!"

Grete quickly walked over and pointed at the light curtain projected by the mobile tower spirit, his eyes so bright that they almost glowed:

"Judging from the images, the amount of bleeding is not large, less than 10 milliliters. As long as this level of bleeding can be stopped, the body can slowly absorb it and achieve self-healing. If you want to verify whether the bleeding has stopped, just continue Just do it once and compare before and after!”

"But isn't this too slow?"

Archmage Bielsa frowned and complained. From the completion of the examination to the results, it took more than three hours. If you verify again, it will take another three hours...

If you expect this kind of magic to guide treatment, the blood inside will overflow in three hours!

"So we need to optimize the algorithm!" Gretel raised his gaze and looked directly into his eyes:

"Let it produce results within an hour, half an hour, or even 15 minutes. How about it? Are you coming?"

"...Come! Wait for me to call a few more people!"

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