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Chapter 131 Little Gretel, you need to practice more!
Chapter 131 Little Gretel, you need to practice more!
Behind the bald bishop, an imposing old man sneered coolly.Not only sarcasm, but also raised the oak stick in his hand, and slapped the bald head in front of him:
"He is a member of our natural deity religion!"
"Hehe~~~"
The bald bishop didn't look back, he picked up the scepter in his hand and raised it above his head.The oak staff hit the metal scepter, one sank, the other rose, and each bounced away.With a soft, semi-dull sound, the old man leaned back slightly, and the bald bishop took half a step forward, his knees slightly bent, and there was a mud print half a finger deep under his feet.
The crowd parted of its own accord again, making a way for them, spreading out more quickly than when Bernard had just approached.Gretel happened to glance ahead, and was immediately stunned when he saw this scene:
How did you get started?
Are you fighting for real or fake?
Can I think this is robbing me?Shouldn't you yell, "Don't hit me—"
The bald bishop collided with the deity elder half-truth, and went straight to the operating table.The crowd parted, and the old man was shocked when he saw that the spear had been pulled out from a distance:
"Why did you do it?! You are too courageous! You..."
He stopped short.His eyes moved, looking at the slightly heaving chest of the wounded on the stage, and the abdominal cavity where the blood had almost stopped and no longer spewed out rapidly.The neck twisted mechanically sideways inch by inch, Gretel also felt the creaking sound of the cervical spine a few meters away:
"You actually saved him! Well done! I'm not even sure!"
This surprised look, this abrupt turn, is like the big director rushing in shouting "I will open my stomach when I arrive", seeing that the interns have already started and finished the work beautifully.Not sure, though?
You are too humble Chief... No, Grand Elder.Gretel bowed his head and thanked:
"Uh...I haven't finished yet...you two come next?"
"You continue!" The old man interrupted. "Little Gretel, keep doing what you do! I'll just watch here, don't worry, if there is any problem, my healing technique will support you! I want to see if you are as amazing as Erwin said !"
An acquaintance of the teacher? !
Gretel looked up quickly.After crossing, his eyesight improved again, and he swept the oak stick in the old man's hand: one, two, three, four, five...five pairs of green leaves, well, they are tenth-level priests of the God of Nature.I remember when planting oak sticks, the teacher mentioned a man named "Old Heath", is it him?
In any case, it is always good to have an elder to back you up.Gretel nodded politely to the old man and continued to work.Chatting is impossible, the injured are still lying on the operating table——
Although the operation went well so far, he was always a little flustered because there was no ECG monitoring, no blood pressure monitoring, no pure oxygen and no anesthesiologist watching the vital signs.Besides, even if he could tell jokes on the operating table, who would he tell them to?
Lonely...
The only way to relieve worries is to work.Gretel lowered his head and glanced at the abdominal cavity of the wounded.The time was urgent just now, only relatively large blood vessels were treated, and the damage to small blood vessels and organs has not been repaired.Now that I have taken a breath, I can finally do it...
"How is old Barney?" Gretel didn't want to chat, but someone insisted on asking.The old man on the opposite side muttered something, and the oak stick moved forward, and a thin green vine protruded from the tip of the stick, and a green leaf hung on Old Barney's neck.The bald bishop took a step back and had no choice but to ask:
"Where is the injury?"
"It's okay." Gretel replied confidently under the mask:
"After the foreign body enters the abdomen, it passes through the transverse mesocolon and small intestinal mesentery, tearing the ileum, transverse colon, anterior cut of the duodenum, and the right ureter, contusing the right kidney, and passing through the psoas muscle next to the transverse process of the spine. Oops ...the ureter needs to be repaired..."
What... what?
The bald bishop was confused.This series of nouns was heard in the ears, except for "right kidney" and "spine", it was a bunch of incomprehensible noises.Turning his head to look at the side again, the Deity Cultist's eyes were also full of confusion, as if he didn't understand at all.
The two high-level healers looked at each other, sympathized with each other, and each smiled wryly.Looking at Gretel again, the young man looked down, looked down, and flipped his fingers lightly.Following the traction of gestures and spiritual power, several mage hands gently flipped again.
The mage's hand is a semi-entity made of magic power. The advantage is that it is not stained with blood, and the disadvantage is that it is not stained with blood-so it has always been translucent, and it is completely invisible in the messy and bloody abdomen. where.
Besides, even seeing the mage's hand is useless... In the eyes of the bald bishop, the bloody mass in the wounded man's abdomen was either intestines or intestines...
But Gretel clearly knew what he was doing.The mage's hand turned left and right from the abdominal cavity, and took out two thin tubes.Holding the scissors in hand, Gretel carefully trimmed the cut, pulled the two sides together, and turned his head:
"Heal minor injuries!"
"Treat minor injuries?!" The old man of the natural deity religion blurted out.A spear pierced through the abdomen, and the blood flowed all over the ground. Even if it was him, he might not be able to pull it up with a [Healing Serious Injury].The young man in front of him only asked for the treatment of minor injuries?
However, reality gave him the answer.The white light flickered lightly, and the lowest level of the magical technique was used to heal minor injuries, and the two tubes squirmed and closed on the spot, becoming one.And the mage's hand groped up the tube, and after a while, he held up another kidney:
"Treat the minor... no, let's treat minor injuries!" Kidneys are still very important, if the outside is cured and the inside is not, it will be a big trouble.Fortunately, there are many people around, so you don't need to be stingy with healing techniques, let's go!
Duodenum, transverse colon, ileum...Gretel pulled out the damaged organs section by section, and summoned healing techniques again and again.The workload of the intestinal tract is not too heavy, but no damage can be missed, and the nerves and lymphatics are even more exhausting.He smoothed everything he could from top to bottom, and when he finally finished repairing, his feet shook and his whole body was soaked.
A hand caught him just in time.The bald bishop laughed and said:
"Little Gretel, you can't do it! Your body is so weak, why don't you come to our God of War Temple and practice hard!"
Gretel: "..."
can i throw him out
Can it? Can it?
Forget it, I can't beat...
Fortunately, he couldn't beat it, but someone could.With a loud bang, the bald bishop was thrown far out of the tent, and his other hand supported Gretel:
"You're never finished! It's not like our natural gods don't have ways to train your body—Little Gretel, after this battle, you should practice hard with Bernard! Bernard, look at him!"
"teacher!"
Gretel blurted out a complaint.In the next second, half of the mask was ripped off, and a fruit was stuffed into his mouth, causing his entire face to contort due to the acid.The savages around him responded angrily:
"it is good!"
Gretel's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
564 first orders!
470 are ordered!
Much, much better results than the previous book!
When I woke up this morning, I had already ordered 500!
Thank you for your support, according to the previous promise, today's four updates!Two chapters at noon are guaranteed, and two chapters are first ordered and updated in the evening!
Continue to subscribe!
Ask for a monthly pass!
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(End of this chapter)
Behind the bald bishop, an imposing old man sneered coolly.Not only sarcasm, but also raised the oak stick in his hand, and slapped the bald head in front of him:
"He is a member of our natural deity religion!"
"Hehe~~~"
The bald bishop didn't look back, he picked up the scepter in his hand and raised it above his head.The oak staff hit the metal scepter, one sank, the other rose, and each bounced away.With a soft, semi-dull sound, the old man leaned back slightly, and the bald bishop took half a step forward, his knees slightly bent, and there was a mud print half a finger deep under his feet.
The crowd parted of its own accord again, making a way for them, spreading out more quickly than when Bernard had just approached.Gretel happened to glance ahead, and was immediately stunned when he saw this scene:
How did you get started?
Are you fighting for real or fake?
Can I think this is robbing me?Shouldn't you yell, "Don't hit me—"
The bald bishop collided with the deity elder half-truth, and went straight to the operating table.The crowd parted, and the old man was shocked when he saw that the spear had been pulled out from a distance:
"Why did you do it?! You are too courageous! You..."
He stopped short.His eyes moved, looking at the slightly heaving chest of the wounded on the stage, and the abdominal cavity where the blood had almost stopped and no longer spewed out rapidly.The neck twisted mechanically sideways inch by inch, Gretel also felt the creaking sound of the cervical spine a few meters away:
"You actually saved him! Well done! I'm not even sure!"
This surprised look, this abrupt turn, is like the big director rushing in shouting "I will open my stomach when I arrive", seeing that the interns have already started and finished the work beautifully.Not sure, though?
You are too humble Chief... No, Grand Elder.Gretel bowed his head and thanked:
"Uh...I haven't finished yet...you two come next?"
"You continue!" The old man interrupted. "Little Gretel, keep doing what you do! I'll just watch here, don't worry, if there is any problem, my healing technique will support you! I want to see if you are as amazing as Erwin said !"
An acquaintance of the teacher? !
Gretel looked up quickly.After crossing, his eyesight improved again, and he swept the oak stick in the old man's hand: one, two, three, four, five...five pairs of green leaves, well, they are tenth-level priests of the God of Nature.I remember when planting oak sticks, the teacher mentioned a man named "Old Heath", is it him?
In any case, it is always good to have an elder to back you up.Gretel nodded politely to the old man and continued to work.Chatting is impossible, the injured are still lying on the operating table——
Although the operation went well so far, he was always a little flustered because there was no ECG monitoring, no blood pressure monitoring, no pure oxygen and no anesthesiologist watching the vital signs.Besides, even if he could tell jokes on the operating table, who would he tell them to?
Lonely...
The only way to relieve worries is to work.Gretel lowered his head and glanced at the abdominal cavity of the wounded.The time was urgent just now, only relatively large blood vessels were treated, and the damage to small blood vessels and organs has not been repaired.Now that I have taken a breath, I can finally do it...
"How is old Barney?" Gretel didn't want to chat, but someone insisted on asking.The old man on the opposite side muttered something, and the oak stick moved forward, and a thin green vine protruded from the tip of the stick, and a green leaf hung on Old Barney's neck.The bald bishop took a step back and had no choice but to ask:
"Where is the injury?"
"It's okay." Gretel replied confidently under the mask:
"After the foreign body enters the abdomen, it passes through the transverse mesocolon and small intestinal mesentery, tearing the ileum, transverse colon, anterior cut of the duodenum, and the right ureter, contusing the right kidney, and passing through the psoas muscle next to the transverse process of the spine. Oops ...the ureter needs to be repaired..."
What... what?
The bald bishop was confused.This series of nouns was heard in the ears, except for "right kidney" and "spine", it was a bunch of incomprehensible noises.Turning his head to look at the side again, the Deity Cultist's eyes were also full of confusion, as if he didn't understand at all.
The two high-level healers looked at each other, sympathized with each other, and each smiled wryly.Looking at Gretel again, the young man looked down, looked down, and flipped his fingers lightly.Following the traction of gestures and spiritual power, several mage hands gently flipped again.
The mage's hand is a semi-entity made of magic power. The advantage is that it is not stained with blood, and the disadvantage is that it is not stained with blood-so it has always been translucent, and it is completely invisible in the messy and bloody abdomen. where.
Besides, even seeing the mage's hand is useless... In the eyes of the bald bishop, the bloody mass in the wounded man's abdomen was either intestines or intestines...
But Gretel clearly knew what he was doing.The mage's hand turned left and right from the abdominal cavity, and took out two thin tubes.Holding the scissors in hand, Gretel carefully trimmed the cut, pulled the two sides together, and turned his head:
"Heal minor injuries!"
"Treat minor injuries?!" The old man of the natural deity religion blurted out.A spear pierced through the abdomen, and the blood flowed all over the ground. Even if it was him, he might not be able to pull it up with a [Healing Serious Injury].The young man in front of him only asked for the treatment of minor injuries?
However, reality gave him the answer.The white light flickered lightly, and the lowest level of the magical technique was used to heal minor injuries, and the two tubes squirmed and closed on the spot, becoming one.And the mage's hand groped up the tube, and after a while, he held up another kidney:
"Treat the minor... no, let's treat minor injuries!" Kidneys are still very important, if the outside is cured and the inside is not, it will be a big trouble.Fortunately, there are many people around, so you don't need to be stingy with healing techniques, let's go!
Duodenum, transverse colon, ileum...Gretel pulled out the damaged organs section by section, and summoned healing techniques again and again.The workload of the intestinal tract is not too heavy, but no damage can be missed, and the nerves and lymphatics are even more exhausting.He smoothed everything he could from top to bottom, and when he finally finished repairing, his feet shook and his whole body was soaked.
A hand caught him just in time.The bald bishop laughed and said:
"Little Gretel, you can't do it! Your body is so weak, why don't you come to our God of War Temple and practice hard!"
Gretel: "..."
can i throw him out
Can it? Can it?
Forget it, I can't beat...
Fortunately, he couldn't beat it, but someone could.With a loud bang, the bald bishop was thrown far out of the tent, and his other hand supported Gretel:
"You're never finished! It's not like our natural gods don't have ways to train your body—Little Gretel, after this battle, you should practice hard with Bernard! Bernard, look at him!"
"teacher!"
Gretel blurted out a complaint.In the next second, half of the mask was ripped off, and a fruit was stuffed into his mouth, causing his entire face to contort due to the acid.The savages around him responded angrily:
"it is good!"
Gretel's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
564 first orders!
470 are ordered!
Much, much better results than the previous book!
When I woke up this morning, I had already ordered 500!
Thank you for your support, according to the previous promise, today's four updates!Two chapters at noon are guaranteed, and two chapters are first ordered and updated in the evening!
Continue to subscribe!
Ask for a monthly pass!
Let me stay in the top 20 (first page) of the new book monthly ticket list for a while longer!please!
(End of this chapter)
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