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Chapter 213 Oxygen absorption relies on electrolyzed water...
Chapter 213 Oxygen absorption relies on electrolyzed water...
After the endotracheal intubation was completed, fresh air was able to enter the airway, and Aurora Wharton's expression immediately softened.His hands grabbing his throat eased down, and there was a sound of steady airflow in the airway, and when Gretel helped him up again to let him sit upright to breathe, he was actually able to sit still.
The most tense and deadly pass passed.Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, and began to urge:
"Is the test bench ready?"
Chlorine poisoning, whether it is mild, moderate or severe, oxygen treatment is an important treatment.The problem is, Gretel doesn't have pure oxygen in his hands...
The so-called temporary ear piercing on the sedan chair, he can only wait here to use it, and direct the magicians to electrolyze the water on the other side.Not only command, but also tell them how to test:
"The gases coming out of the two graphite rods are different! Remember to check! One will have a blue flame when it is lit, and the other will put a piece of wood in it, and the flame will suddenly become very large! I want the kind that the flame will become larger ! Collect a bottle and bring it to me quickly!"
"How can it be so troublesome!" The silver-haired magician who made him angry turned around, raised his hand from afar, and threw the two appraisal spells over...
"This is it! The gas of burning fire! Collect a bottle and send it here!"
Gretel: "..." So it's been months and you haven't given it a name yet?
But it's not a big deal.It doesn't matter whether it is the breath of fire or the breath of life, call it whatever you want.Just hurry up and give me a bottle of pure oxygen, name, whatever you want.
He wiped it around his waist, and first took out a big stick—a stethoscope in the shape of a brass tube.It is good to have a space bag, and these necessary equipment can be carried with you... emmmm, the moist rales in both lungs, fortunately, it is not diffuse, and it is not considered severe chlorine poisoning.Even so, better get him on oxygen fast!
"Is it alright over there!"
"Not yet! Only half a bottle!"
This speed of producing oxygen is annoying.But Gretel is not good at interfering too much. Mainly, he doesn't know if increasing the voltage or current will improve the efficiency of oxygen production, or will it blow up the oxygen production tank first.He had no choice but to rely on himself and work hard. He first applied a healing technique to the patient's lungs.
There seems to be no response.another one? ……another one?
After taking five [Treatment of Minor Injuries] in one breath, the wet rales under the stethoscope finally became a little lighter, and it seemed that they were about to become dry rales.Gretel already felt faintly dizzy and his temples were swollen, and he knew that he had cast too many spells in a short period of time.He didn't dare to use the healing technique anymore, took back the stethoscope, swiped it out, and threw out a lot of things.
Dwarf version of the ventilator!
Uh... I don't need the water bucket for now, forget about the mask, let's just make do with the air pump and the rubber tube...
The magicians in a circle stretched their necks, watching curiously, but they didn't dare to come within two meters for fear of disturbing Gretel's treatment.Only a magician rushed over from the test bench:
"Okay, okay! This is the first bottle! You use it first!"
"Okay!" Gretel responded, calculating quickly.The air pump is relatively large, and the volume of the oxygen cylinder is about half of the air pump...at most 70%?It’s okay, anyway, for high-flow oxygen inhalation in this case, the oxygen volume fraction is at most [-]%, so pure oxygen cannot be used.Then the next step is...
He pointed to the air pump of the ventilator and raised his voice:
"Who helps me move the gas in here!"
Five or six hands stretched out like a forest, and there was a stalemate for a moment. The magician squatting in the middle "pa", "pa", "pa", knocked off the hands of his companions, and moved forward two steps:
"Me! I major in wind!"
"It's you! Come on!"
Gretel simply handed him a bottle of oxygen.I reached out to pick up the endotracheal tube, and tapped the end of the soft vine. The vine stretched and swelled, wrapped around the end of the gum tube, and tightened quickly.After finishing this side, the wind magician happened to finish the work over there:
"All right!"
"You wait here! Wait to transfer the next bottle!"
Gretel gave him the order, his hands already pushing and pulling, pushing and pulling, pushing the air pump like a clinical pinch of a rubber ball.Chlorine gas poisoning, oxygen inhalation treatment, etc., are matters of emergency internal medicine or respiratory department, and he has only read a few papers.Looks like the oxygen flow should be around 50L/min...Damn it!Not enough oxygen!
"Is the fire gas ready? Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!!!"
"Come, come, come!"
The test bench repeatedly agreed, and three bottles of gas were delivered in one go.Gretel raised his eyes while he was busy, and it turned out that they opened four water tanks at the same time, surrounding the force field power supply in the middle, and doing electrolysis together...
Uh, well... Anyway, I just want results...
With the continuous supply of pure oxygen and Gretel pushing the air pump at a constant speed to continue the oxygen supply, the patient's condition actually began to improve little by little.The cyanosis on the lips and nails gradually faded away, and the chest tightness and shortness of breath also began to ease.After about half an hour, I no longer needed to sit upright to breathe, and could lie flat with a stable expression.
Archmage Carlisle rushed over at this moment.He hurried in with a great magician, and as soon as they entered the door, the two were shocked by the scene in front of them:
Lying on the ground, I can still understand, what does it mean to have a tube inserted in the neck?There's still a pump attached to the pipe?Still pushing and pushing?What is this doing?
"How about the poisoned person?" The great magician rushed forward, and with a wave of his hand, milky white light rained down, which was the healing technique that Gretel was all too familiar with.Gretel looked up, overjoyed:
"His lungs are hurt! Heal the lungs! Heal the lungs! Leave that tube alone! I'll take care of it!!!"
The great magician was taken aback.He knelt down, looked at Aurora Wharton lying flat on the ground, and then at Gretel.Gretel was flushed with exhaustion, and his hands pushed the air pump at a constant speed, not daring to stop for a moment.The great magician carefully looked at his movements, then raised his gaze, and paused for a moment on his mage badge - four-ring arcanist, second-level magician?
The little guy with a big name lately?Indeed, I heard that he is a healer... By the way, what's his name?
"Gret Nordmark?"
Gretel nodded vigorously.The great magician pondered for a moment, and pressed his palm on the left chest of the patient, and white light flew and penetrated into the chest.The light spot is dense, soft and not dazzling, and it looks like it came from the hands of a great healer.Gretel took a peek, and the golden stars on the badge of the great magician flashed, one, two, three...
A level 13 great magician...
Level 13, Conjuration, the boss of the medical branch.
This hand treatment is really beautiful.
He let go of the air pump, let it fall on the translucent floating disc, and raced against time to take out the stethoscope.Squeeze your left lung and listen carefully—
Normal breath sounds!
This healing technique is too strong!
"The left lung is healed! The right lung!"
The boss of the conjuration department gave Gretel a surprised look.He relied on the perception of the breath of life to determine that the left lung was healed. What did this child rely on?that pipe?
"How did you know?"
"Then, listen to the breath sounds, the two sides are different..."
Gretel graciously gave him the stethoscope, pulled off the endotracheal tube himself, and removed the connected air pump.Now that one lung lobe has been healed, there is no need to continue to give oxygen, and more ventilation is not good.After the master of conjuration finished listening to the breathing sounds on both sides, he stretched out his hand to press the patient's right chest, and Gretel squatted beside him, pointing to the patient's throat:
"He also has a problem here. His throat is so swollen that he can't breathe...Master, please cure his throat. After it is cured, I can extubate!"
The master of the conjuration department took a deep look at him, touched the patient's throat lightly with his finger, closed his eyes to feel it, and threw another healing spell down.After confirming that the laryngeal edema had disappeared, Gretel moved forward and held the endotracheal tube with both hands:
"Shrinkage, recovery..."
The tender green vines swayed gently.Inch by inch, it was pulled out from the patient's trachea and restored to a seed in Gretel's hand.
"Okay, okay! I'll be next!"
The great magician had already raised his palm, then put it down lightly, and looked at Gretel curiously with the eyes of "I want to see why you dare to snatch it from me".Gretel smiled at him, lowered his head, and pointed at the patient's neck at a distance of seven or eight centimeters:
"Heal minor injuries!"
Heal the trachea first, and then move the mage's hand to return the stretched pre-tracheal tissue to its original position.Guide a cloud of healing energy to brush over it, healing minor injuries during the stretching process...healing the subcutaneous tissue layer by layer!Heals the skin!Perfect!
The great magician narrowed his eyes slightly.After Gretel finished everything, he handed him a badge:
"Your treatment method is interesting. My name is Galen Novak. If you are interested in exchanging healing techniques, you can come to find me on the 75th floor of the Magic Tower."
"Hi!" Archmage Carlisle called out dissatisfied.Novak laughed:
"Okay, okay, let's talk later. I have a lot of things in my hand, and you pulled me over halfway...Little Gretel, come and play when you have time!"
He waved his sleeves and walked away.Archmage Carlisle got up to send him out, and as soon as he returned to the laboratory, he turned his attention to Gretel:
"what happened?"
Between his visits and visits, the silver-haired magician who had stood up before, the eldest disciple of Archmage Carlisle, had already cleared the field.The magicians who came out from the other rooms to watch the excitement, the magicians of the transformation department who were working with the team to do experiments, and the disciples who were helping, all were invited out one by one.
In Laboratory No. [-], only the direct disciples of Archmage Carlisle and Gretel, who was busy taking care of Aurora Wharton, remained.When Archmage Carlisle questioned him, he had no scruples:
"What happened? How did Wharton get poisoned?"
From Archmage Carlisle's point of view, it was likely that something went wrong during Gretel's experiment, and his disciples went forward to save people regardless of their own safety—otherwise, how would you explain that the second-level mage was safe and the fifth-level mage was brought down instead?
However, he sent Wharton here as a bodyguard, and even if his disciple was injured, he couldn't blame Gretel too much.Most, most, use this as an excuse to persuade Gretel not to do experiments that are too dangerous...
Unexpectedly, Gretel's face was calm, without the slightest hint of shame.Instead, the little disciple of his family trembled, lowered his head and muttered:
"It's my fault... I imitated his experiment without authorization..."
What? !The more Archmage Carlisle heard, the more angry he became.Hearing the end, with a wave of the palm, a transparent giant palm came out, knocking Wharton out on the spot:
"Bastard!"
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After the endotracheal intubation was completed, fresh air was able to enter the airway, and Aurora Wharton's expression immediately softened.His hands grabbing his throat eased down, and there was a sound of steady airflow in the airway, and when Gretel helped him up again to let him sit upright to breathe, he was actually able to sit still.
The most tense and deadly pass passed.Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, and began to urge:
"Is the test bench ready?"
Chlorine poisoning, whether it is mild, moderate or severe, oxygen treatment is an important treatment.The problem is, Gretel doesn't have pure oxygen in his hands...
The so-called temporary ear piercing on the sedan chair, he can only wait here to use it, and direct the magicians to electrolyze the water on the other side.Not only command, but also tell them how to test:
"The gases coming out of the two graphite rods are different! Remember to check! One will have a blue flame when it is lit, and the other will put a piece of wood in it, and the flame will suddenly become very large! I want the kind that the flame will become larger ! Collect a bottle and bring it to me quickly!"
"How can it be so troublesome!" The silver-haired magician who made him angry turned around, raised his hand from afar, and threw the two appraisal spells over...
"This is it! The gas of burning fire! Collect a bottle and send it here!"
Gretel: "..." So it's been months and you haven't given it a name yet?
But it's not a big deal.It doesn't matter whether it is the breath of fire or the breath of life, call it whatever you want.Just hurry up and give me a bottle of pure oxygen, name, whatever you want.
He wiped it around his waist, and first took out a big stick—a stethoscope in the shape of a brass tube.It is good to have a space bag, and these necessary equipment can be carried with you... emmmm, the moist rales in both lungs, fortunately, it is not diffuse, and it is not considered severe chlorine poisoning.Even so, better get him on oxygen fast!
"Is it alright over there!"
"Not yet! Only half a bottle!"
This speed of producing oxygen is annoying.But Gretel is not good at interfering too much. Mainly, he doesn't know if increasing the voltage or current will improve the efficiency of oxygen production, or will it blow up the oxygen production tank first.He had no choice but to rely on himself and work hard. He first applied a healing technique to the patient's lungs.
There seems to be no response.another one? ……another one?
After taking five [Treatment of Minor Injuries] in one breath, the wet rales under the stethoscope finally became a little lighter, and it seemed that they were about to become dry rales.Gretel already felt faintly dizzy and his temples were swollen, and he knew that he had cast too many spells in a short period of time.He didn't dare to use the healing technique anymore, took back the stethoscope, swiped it out, and threw out a lot of things.
Dwarf version of the ventilator!
Uh... I don't need the water bucket for now, forget about the mask, let's just make do with the air pump and the rubber tube...
The magicians in a circle stretched their necks, watching curiously, but they didn't dare to come within two meters for fear of disturbing Gretel's treatment.Only a magician rushed over from the test bench:
"Okay, okay! This is the first bottle! You use it first!"
"Okay!" Gretel responded, calculating quickly.The air pump is relatively large, and the volume of the oxygen cylinder is about half of the air pump...at most 70%?It’s okay, anyway, for high-flow oxygen inhalation in this case, the oxygen volume fraction is at most [-]%, so pure oxygen cannot be used.Then the next step is...
He pointed to the air pump of the ventilator and raised his voice:
"Who helps me move the gas in here!"
Five or six hands stretched out like a forest, and there was a stalemate for a moment. The magician squatting in the middle "pa", "pa", "pa", knocked off the hands of his companions, and moved forward two steps:
"Me! I major in wind!"
"It's you! Come on!"
Gretel simply handed him a bottle of oxygen.I reached out to pick up the endotracheal tube, and tapped the end of the soft vine. The vine stretched and swelled, wrapped around the end of the gum tube, and tightened quickly.After finishing this side, the wind magician happened to finish the work over there:
"All right!"
"You wait here! Wait to transfer the next bottle!"
Gretel gave him the order, his hands already pushing and pulling, pushing and pulling, pushing the air pump like a clinical pinch of a rubber ball.Chlorine gas poisoning, oxygen inhalation treatment, etc., are matters of emergency internal medicine or respiratory department, and he has only read a few papers.Looks like the oxygen flow should be around 50L/min...Damn it!Not enough oxygen!
"Is the fire gas ready? Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!!!"
"Come, come, come!"
The test bench repeatedly agreed, and three bottles of gas were delivered in one go.Gretel raised his eyes while he was busy, and it turned out that they opened four water tanks at the same time, surrounding the force field power supply in the middle, and doing electrolysis together...
Uh, well... Anyway, I just want results...
With the continuous supply of pure oxygen and Gretel pushing the air pump at a constant speed to continue the oxygen supply, the patient's condition actually began to improve little by little.The cyanosis on the lips and nails gradually faded away, and the chest tightness and shortness of breath also began to ease.After about half an hour, I no longer needed to sit upright to breathe, and could lie flat with a stable expression.
Archmage Carlisle rushed over at this moment.He hurried in with a great magician, and as soon as they entered the door, the two were shocked by the scene in front of them:
Lying on the ground, I can still understand, what does it mean to have a tube inserted in the neck?There's still a pump attached to the pipe?Still pushing and pushing?What is this doing?
"How about the poisoned person?" The great magician rushed forward, and with a wave of his hand, milky white light rained down, which was the healing technique that Gretel was all too familiar with.Gretel looked up, overjoyed:
"His lungs are hurt! Heal the lungs! Heal the lungs! Leave that tube alone! I'll take care of it!!!"
The great magician was taken aback.He knelt down, looked at Aurora Wharton lying flat on the ground, and then at Gretel.Gretel was flushed with exhaustion, and his hands pushed the air pump at a constant speed, not daring to stop for a moment.The great magician carefully looked at his movements, then raised his gaze, and paused for a moment on his mage badge - four-ring arcanist, second-level magician?
The little guy with a big name lately?Indeed, I heard that he is a healer... By the way, what's his name?
"Gret Nordmark?"
Gretel nodded vigorously.The great magician pondered for a moment, and pressed his palm on the left chest of the patient, and white light flew and penetrated into the chest.The light spot is dense, soft and not dazzling, and it looks like it came from the hands of a great healer.Gretel took a peek, and the golden stars on the badge of the great magician flashed, one, two, three...
A level 13 great magician...
Level 13, Conjuration, the boss of the medical branch.
This hand treatment is really beautiful.
He let go of the air pump, let it fall on the translucent floating disc, and raced against time to take out the stethoscope.Squeeze your left lung and listen carefully—
Normal breath sounds!
This healing technique is too strong!
"The left lung is healed! The right lung!"
The boss of the conjuration department gave Gretel a surprised look.He relied on the perception of the breath of life to determine that the left lung was healed. What did this child rely on?that pipe?
"How did you know?"
"Then, listen to the breath sounds, the two sides are different..."
Gretel graciously gave him the stethoscope, pulled off the endotracheal tube himself, and removed the connected air pump.Now that one lung lobe has been healed, there is no need to continue to give oxygen, and more ventilation is not good.After the master of conjuration finished listening to the breathing sounds on both sides, he stretched out his hand to press the patient's right chest, and Gretel squatted beside him, pointing to the patient's throat:
"He also has a problem here. His throat is so swollen that he can't breathe...Master, please cure his throat. After it is cured, I can extubate!"
The master of the conjuration department took a deep look at him, touched the patient's throat lightly with his finger, closed his eyes to feel it, and threw another healing spell down.After confirming that the laryngeal edema had disappeared, Gretel moved forward and held the endotracheal tube with both hands:
"Shrinkage, recovery..."
The tender green vines swayed gently.Inch by inch, it was pulled out from the patient's trachea and restored to a seed in Gretel's hand.
"Okay, okay! I'll be next!"
The great magician had already raised his palm, then put it down lightly, and looked at Gretel curiously with the eyes of "I want to see why you dare to snatch it from me".Gretel smiled at him, lowered his head, and pointed at the patient's neck at a distance of seven or eight centimeters:
"Heal minor injuries!"
Heal the trachea first, and then move the mage's hand to return the stretched pre-tracheal tissue to its original position.Guide a cloud of healing energy to brush over it, healing minor injuries during the stretching process...healing the subcutaneous tissue layer by layer!Heals the skin!Perfect!
The great magician narrowed his eyes slightly.After Gretel finished everything, he handed him a badge:
"Your treatment method is interesting. My name is Galen Novak. If you are interested in exchanging healing techniques, you can come to find me on the 75th floor of the Magic Tower."
"Hi!" Archmage Carlisle called out dissatisfied.Novak laughed:
"Okay, okay, let's talk later. I have a lot of things in my hand, and you pulled me over halfway...Little Gretel, come and play when you have time!"
He waved his sleeves and walked away.Archmage Carlisle got up to send him out, and as soon as he returned to the laboratory, he turned his attention to Gretel:
"what happened?"
Between his visits and visits, the silver-haired magician who had stood up before, the eldest disciple of Archmage Carlisle, had already cleared the field.The magicians who came out from the other rooms to watch the excitement, the magicians of the transformation department who were working with the team to do experiments, and the disciples who were helping, all were invited out one by one.
In Laboratory No. [-], only the direct disciples of Archmage Carlisle and Gretel, who was busy taking care of Aurora Wharton, remained.When Archmage Carlisle questioned him, he had no scruples:
"What happened? How did Wharton get poisoned?"
From Archmage Carlisle's point of view, it was likely that something went wrong during Gretel's experiment, and his disciples went forward to save people regardless of their own safety—otherwise, how would you explain that the second-level mage was safe and the fifth-level mage was brought down instead?
However, he sent Wharton here as a bodyguard, and even if his disciple was injured, he couldn't blame Gretel too much.Most, most, use this as an excuse to persuade Gretel not to do experiments that are too dangerous...
Unexpectedly, Gretel's face was calm, without the slightest hint of shame.Instead, the little disciple of his family trembled, lowered his head and muttered:
"It's my fault... I imitated his experiment without authorization..."
What? !The more Archmage Carlisle heard, the more angry he became.Hearing the end, with a wave of the palm, a transparent giant palm came out, knocking Wharton out on the spot:
"Bastard!"
Thanks to @我 Never Knowing What I Want to Change The 500 Starting Coins for the Reward
Well...it's still [-] words at noon, and another [-] words in the evening, and it's over after adding more...
Ask for a subscription... Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a book review...
ask for various...
(End of this chapter)
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