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

Chapter 29 Healing is so easy to use, envy.gif
"Little Gretel!"

Captain Karen scolded softly.Squadron Flynn took a step, as if trying to keep Gretel behind him.Around, the soldiers of the city guards whispered in surprise.

Little Reverend John gave a low cry.He immediately covered his mouth with his hands, but his eyes were dripping, looking at Gretel and then at the bald bishop.On his small face, every freckle was filled with worry.

The bald bishop was greatly surprised.

He looked up and down, looking at Grete carefully, from his burlap vest, the same as the others, to the right hand holding the chicken bone, and then to the left hand pulling the injured person's wrist and keeping the fingertips on the pulse .After pondering for a moment, he carefully asked:

"Child, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know."

"Then do you know how this person is injured and what kind of treatment is needed?"

"Heavy blow to the chest. More than one rib was broken, and each rib was broken in more than one place. A rib punctured the lung." Grete answered without hesitation: "The ribs need to be straightened, rejoined, and repaired. Lungs and pleura. I can't do that much with healing, please."

As well as adjusting blood pressure, repositioning the mediastinum, and repositioning the displaced lungs... Of course, after one treatment, the lungs are repaired and breathing can be performed normally. The mediastinum and lungs should be able to move back slowly on their own, so I won't talk to you. said.

"Then why are you covering this thing?"

Keep the air pressure in your chest balanced... Gretel thought to himself.However, if you really want to explain to the other party in this way, don't you have to draw an anatomical diagram first, and then spend 10 minutes to explain what air pressure is?In case the other party can't understand and has to do another Heidelberg experiment or something, that would be too foolish.

big brother!People are waiting to be rescued!

"Uh...uh, that's a long story..."

Gretel blinked desperately.You cure him first, and I will explain it to you slowly?Don't worry, I'm right here, I won't run away!

"Ah... okay okay. I'll hear from you later." The bald bishop laughed happily.He stopped asking, clasped his hands in front of his chest, lowered his head and muttered.

This prayer took many times longer than the little priest's healing spell. Gretel felt that it took at least 10 minutes.While listening to the breathing of the wounded, he pressed the chicken bone to maintain the pressure balance, while sweating secretly:
Thanks for not letting go.If this person is handed over to you to treat him, he will be suffocated to death by the time you finish singing the healing technique!

The bishop's shot is indeed extraordinary.At the end of the singing, it was not a white light that fell, but a milky white light rain, which seemed to have a gentle feeling.

The light rain fell, and the injured person's chest immediately bulged, his muscles were pulled apart, and his ribs were reset, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling and pressing.His breathing also became smoother. After a while, he took a deep breath and began to cough up bloody phlegm.

Gretel raced against the clock to pull out the chicken bones.The light rain really dripped gently, and the wound that was stabbed with the dagger just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

- The treatment is really convenient.

Gretel is envious.

If he had this thing in his previous life, he wouldn't have to let the patient hold an oxygen tube in his mouth and hang a drainage bottle on his body.

There are three or five such patients in one night, so just stare at them all night, and forget about sit-ups.

The effect of the treatment is immediate.As soon as the bald-headed bishop's healing technique stopped, the Ciro Knight, who had been seriously injured before, put his hands on the ground and stood up.Taking two deep breaths, enjoying the sweetness of the air, he immediately bowed his head and saluted:
"Thanks to the great God of War."

"Thanks to the great God of War!"

The soldiers of the City Guard and the priests of the God of War prayed in unison.

Gretel bowed his head reflexively and put his palms together.Just when I was about to learn to pray from others, I suddenly remembered that the character of "myself" is someone who has been enlightened by the god of nature... What's wrong with thanking the god of war?
Feel like an outlier.

Gretel's brain was spinning, thinking hard about how to avoid being burned to death.On the other hand, the bald-headed bishop finally accepted the gratitude of the Ciro knight, stepped forward with a smile, and brought Gretra to the knight:

"Actually, you should thank this young man. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid it would have been too late when we arrived."

Ciro Knight breathed a sigh of relief.He had difficulty breathing before, and he was not in a coma. He still knew what happened around him.Gretel's shouting, arguing, looking for someone to help him, all the same, he listened to all of them.After being stabbed in the chest, the breathing was smooth, which was also immediate.

It's just... In front of the bishop of the God of War Temple, I would like to thank a new recruit of the City Guard. Is it because he doesn't want to get involved, or does he want that kid to get involved?

Fortunately, the bishop opened his mouth.Ciro Knight turned around and grabbed Gretel:
"I just wanted to say it! Little Gretel, thank you so much!"

"Nothing. This is what I should do."

Gretel answered deftly.His tone was calm and his expression was indifferent, the same as when he saved the patient's life countless times in his previous life and received thanks from the patient and his family.The Ciro Knight was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Gretel carefully. When he spoke again, from the title to the tone, it had become an equal tone:

"Thank you, Gretel.—Well, please do come to my house tonight and let me say thank you!"

"Uh, that's not necessary... these are all things I should do..."

Gretel tried his best to refuse, and Ciro Knight thanked him again and again and invited him again and again.The bald-headed bishop smiled and watched for a while, and suddenly his expression turned straight, and he turned to the little pastor John who was at the end of the line and swept past:

"John, is that what you said, the young healer?"

Gretel was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at John.The little freckles nodded desperately at him, with a big smile on his face, his face bright.Following that, he made another face and pouted in the direction of the Spring Goddess Temple.

Gretel's heart warmed.

The Roman knight returned with serious injuries, clearly leaving a calamity behind. People are ruined, but family relationships are not ruined.Who knows if he hates himself or not, and who knows whether he will take revenge or not.

——Of course, let Gretel use a knife to kill people, and let the necromancer kill him, but he can't do anything... In the past life, he was still a law-abiding citizen...

So Captain Karen immediately took himself back to the barracks and reported to him.Now it seems that Little John also reported this matter to the Temple of the God of War, and it seems that he also wants to seek shelter and protection for himself.

Gretel nodded gratefully to little John.The bald-headed bishop looked at their interactions and did not investigate the root cause on the spot, but made an invitation:
"Hello, young healer. What you did just now is very interesting. We have also met many warriors who died before being treated. Can you tell us in detail about the method you used?"

"of course can!"

Gretel answered without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)