It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 1472 Close the door!Throw this golden dragon out of the dragon's nest!

After Vaska said a word, he suddenly turned back into the original silver dragon body, spreading his wings and flying into the sky.Gretel looked up at him speechlessly, raised his hand to straighten the hair on his forehead that was blown by the strong wind when the silver dragon took off, and sighed:
"...So what is the disease?"

"Hey~~~ Gretel!!!"

Cerilla's clear voice suddenly sounded from the side.The silver dragon girl rushed over happily:
"My brother is looking for you!—what is he looking for?"

"It is said that a dragon is sick, let me take a look..."

Gretel was still struggling, and answered casually.Cerilla's voice suddenly became higher-pitched:
"Dragon clan? Who? Which clan? What kind of disease?"

"I don't know...your brother didn't say anything..."

Gretel murmured softly.He doesn't care who it is or what race it is from. The problem is, what kind of disease, or what direction is the disease, you have to tell me in advance!

respiratory system?circulatory system?digestive system?nervous system?skeleton?muscle?Or... the magic system?
You should leave a reminder anyway!I can also prep ahead of time!

At the very least, some of the books in the Dragon Nest have been opened to me. About the body structure, abilities, magic, and various details of the dragon clan, I can read them in advance, rather than become a dragon to figure it out by myself!
"My brother is like this..."

Celera's slender eyebrows also frowned.With a snort, he grabbed Gretel with his backhand and strode out:
"Let's go, let's look through his collection of books! Look up and down! - If he doesn't say anything, we can't blame you!"

No, Cerilla, is it really okay for you to be like this... I agreed with Vaska before that I can only refer to part of his collection. The Dragon Clan is very strict about their collection!
Gretel was dragged along by her in disorderly steps.Walking out of the hospital, he flew to the top of Vaska's dragon's lair, but before entering the dragon's lair, a huge wind suddenly came down on his head.

Turning his head again, he saw four silver dragons lined up in an array, holding up a cloud of hazy golden light, fluttering and flying down.

The golden light was tightly shrouded in mist, and the figure of the dragon clan inside could not be seen, only a huge, thunderous voice could be heard, humming and whining, complaining non-stop:
"Fly a little slower...don't turn...oh, tell you not to turn...don't bump...dizzy...vomit..."

"Turn around! Go to my house!"

Vaska's familiar voice directed loudly.Led by him, the four silver dragons drew a rounded arc, turned around, and flew towards the dragon's nest.

Gretel hurriedly pulled Cerilla back a few steps:

"Come on, let's get out of the way, don't block them..."

"It's okay, they should go to the top..." Cerilla twisted her body, about to transform into a dragon shape, and fly up to meet her.One rushed forward, and the other pulled back. Before struggling to achieve a result, there was a sudden change in the sky:

A waterfall fell out of thin air, drawing an arc in the air, scattered here and there.A sour smelly, smelly spicy, extremely irritating wind, containing the taste of ammonia, blows towards the face:

"vomit……"

Cerilla's face was pale, she pulled Grete, turned her head and rushed into the dragon's nest.

Followed by a gust of strong wind, blowing out from the depths of the dragon's nest, while the surrounding air was just a little cleaner, a breath of dragon's breath, the ice wall stood up instantly, firmly sealing the dragon's nest gate:

"What is this guy doing! What are you doing! It's so disgusting! It stinks, it's dirty, it's sour!"

Even Gretel couldn't hold back a little.Hiding behind Cerilla, shaky, legs a little weak

Although he is a master who can face the joint attack of the patient's vomiting + diarrhea + smelly feet + diabetic foot, he can't change his face, but he can't bear the scene just now:
Although the taste is not extraordinary and refined, it can't stand the large quantity!The quantity is large!

Although this liquid-solid mixture that fell from the sky is just the product of the dragon's stomach acid + stomach contents, fermented for an unknown amount of time, what volume is the dragon!
How big is the size of an adult Dragon Clan!How big is the stomach capacity!Not to mention, Gretel has always felt that the stomach of the Dragon Clan may lead to another dimension, and it can eat food larger than its own size!

——The thing that just fell from the sky is enough for ten diabetic foot patients to swim in it in a row! ! !
The two hid inside the dragon's nest, blowing each other with gusts of wind, drenching with rain, and slapping each other up and down with cleaning techniques, both of whom were still in shock.

Just after a round of filming, there was a bang outside, and the ice wall erected by Cerilla was hammered out of a depression, and a spiderweb-like crack extended from the depression:
"Gretel, come out! The patient is here!—Cerilla! Untie the ice wall!"

"I do not!"

Cerilla yelled back, completely ignoring that this was her brother's dragon's lair, and it was her brother who was knocking on the ice wall outside to call for the door.Vaska obviously doted on this little girl, and instead of breaking through the door forcefully, he knocked lightly again and amplified his voice:

"Come out! It's okay! We've already cleaned it up! ——Don't worry, this is my own dragon's lair, how could I let him pollute it!"

While talking, he knocked out a small hole in the ice wall, and shot colorful lights from the hole, summoning various phantoms, showing the top of the dragon's nest and the scene near the dragon's nest.Showing and swearing:
"It's really cleaned up! It's all cleaned up! It's been cleaned up for ten miles around, and all the things he spit out have been thrown into the sea! — Don't worry, there's nothing on it, I added a layer of ice cubes, turned around Throw out even the ice layer!"

Among the various dragon races, the silver dragon is almost the one that likes to clean up the most. He said that it has been cleaned up, and Gretel believed it.

——The question is, can you guarantee that the cleaning is now clean, and can you guarantee that the patient will not vomit later?
But this is no longer a question that Gretel needs to consider.Vomiting can be big or small, the lightest one, such as motion sickness, will be fine after vomiting;

The most severe cases, such as projectile vomiting, suggest intracranial hypertension.If you don't deal with it, you'll be doing dead work every minute...

"Okay, let's go up." He grabbed Cerilla.Cerilla snorted, but remained silent, as a tacit consent.

After she gave her permission, there was a clatter outside, and the entire ice wall collapsed. A huge adult silver dragon stood on the platform at the door, stretching its neck and looking in:
"Shall I take you up there?"

Cerilla grasped Gretel's palm, and the dragon wings behind her spread out, leading him to fly onto her brother's back.Vaska turned around, flapped his wings a few times, and carried the two of Gretel steadily to the top of the dragon's nest.

There, on a flat rock as huge as several football fields, three silver dragons occupied each side, guarding a golden dragon lying on the ice and humming constantly:

"Stay away from me... vomit... I'm so dizzy... vomit... don't talk to me, let me lie down for a while..."

The golden dragon's wings were spread wide, its body bent forward, its long neck was almost flat on the ground, and it lay on the ground in a posture between a hen's crouching and a farmer's crouching.

There is a huge ice basin in front of it, the kind that is enough for seven or eight people to take a bath, and its head rests on the edge of the ice basin.

A silver dragon stood beside him, and the patient spat twice, and the silver dragon cast a cleansing technique to clean up all the dirt to the bottom of the ice basin and seal it with a layer of ice; spit two more, and deal with it again...

Okay, okay... I don't have a toilet, so this is the way to clean it?It's quite effective...

Gretel silently rolled his eyes, not knowing how to complain for a moment.Vaska has already brought him to fly to the golden dragon:
"It's him! After being injured a few days ago, he has been dizzy, often dizzy, and no matter how he is treated, it won't help—you should show him!"

...It's not good for you to talk about medical history, brother.If it's a family member of the patient, it's okay to say that, he has heard of all the strange medical histories; but, the dragons, especially the silver dragons, seem to be part-time healers?

"What's your name?"

Gretel went around in a circle, stood in front of the golden dragon, tried to keep a distance that would not be smoked by him, but also allowed him to see clearly, and asked.

Jin Long raised his eyelids slightly, and found that he could see the opponent clearly without twisting into cross-eyed eyes. He felt a little better about Gretel, and replied with a hum:

"Varges Golden Claude Kimmelut."

"age?"

"174 is old."

A 174-year-old adult dragon is considered quite senior, almost approaching the prime of life—of course, if the dragons are more diligent and hardworking, at this age, they have already advanced to the stage of maturity.

Gretel quickly glanced at the golden dragon in front of him. Based on his size, he really couldn't estimate what stage he was.Of course, this is not too important. In short, the opponent is in a strong stage:

"How long have you been dizzy?"

"Half a month..."

"What happened before the dizziness?"

"I was hit on the head during the battle..."

Several voices scrambled to answer.The four silver dragons who sent Varjis over spoke together, their voices rumbled, like low-pitched thunder rolling on the top of the dragon's lair.

The golden dragon Varjis groaned, and immediately plunged his head into the ice basin:
"vomit……"

It seems that the dizziness is not light.With quick eyes and quick hands, Gretel covered himself with a layer of air bubbles, another layer of wind barrier, and another layer of particularly large air bubbles.

Looking left and right, all the silver dragons were surrounded by various lights. It was obvious that every dragon was prepared for such a situation.

"How was the beating? How was the injury? Was there any bleeding on the head? Was it bleeding from the eyes, in the nostrils, in the ear holes?"

Gretel asked aloud.Head trauma causes dizziness and vomiting, which are the most dangerous.The most critical situation that Gretel can think of is cerebral hemorrhage, which important part is compressed...

"It was fierce!"

"Varges is brave!"

"Golden dragons are always at the front!"

When fighting side by side, the golden dragon takes on more responsibilities as a warrior, while the silver dragon, often standing behind the golden dragon, assumes the responsibilities of a spellcaster.

Therefore, the enemy's claws, tails, and various attacks also fell on Vargis more:

"It must be bleeding! There are several cuts on the head, and the whole head is bloody!"

"Told you it was the blood of the enemy! The blood of the enemy!"

Varjis growled loudly.During the roaring process, I don't know where the vibration was. After shouting, I plunged into the ice basin again:

"Yuck~~~"

(End of this chapter)