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Chapter 378 I'm Finished Washing Alive! Hahahaha!
What?
you?
Wash your lungs?

Gretel almost suspected that he was hallucinating.Your Majesty, as I said just now, Master Talbot is too old to wash his lungs...and he is only over 350 years old!You are already 400 years old!
400 years old!
For a moment, a majestic song seemed to sound in Gretel's ear:

"I really want to live another 500 years—"

He shook his head vigorously.At the same time, Master Hemond took a step forward and pulled him back.

Gretel: "..." It doesn't have to be...

"No, you can't do it either." Gretel lowered his face.He broke away from Master Hemond's palm, stepped forward, and stood directly in front of the king:
"You are too old. This type of treatment is suitable for younger patients with milder symptoms."

To be precise, patients with stage 0 pneumoconiosis and stage I pneumoconiosis have better curative effect, patients with stage II pneumoconiosis have worse curative effect, and patients with stage III pneumoconiosis have worse curative effect.Of course, this doesn't need to be elaborated...

"Hey, even though I'm old, I'm still in good health!" The king stood in front of Gretel with a smile on his face, refusing to leave.He raised his palm and slapped his chest loudly:
"Don't look at me being four hundred years old. When I was young, I was a fifteenth-level fighter! Even now, young man, your physical strength may not be stronger than mine. Don't believe me, let's break your wrists and try?"

You don't need to abdicate if you are in good health!

Gretel silently slandered.He took a deep breath, and wanted to refute, but Vigeland had already stepped forward, half-turning his body to face the old king.The short and puffy torso is in front of Gretel. Although due to the influence of height, the blocking effect is not in place at all, it does not prevent him from speaking loudly:

"Your Majesty, let me come! I am young and in good health!"

"I'm coming!" Gavin jumped up: "I'm younger! I'm in better health! It's my grandpa who is sick, so let me try!"

"You still have to participate in the selection of the king! I'll do it!"

"I!"

The dwarves quarreled.The thick and short arms waved each other, almost fighting on the spot.Gretel took a step back, another step, another step...

Hey, no one asked me if I would like to do it?
"You still want to do it now?" A soft laugh sounded.Gretel turned his head suddenly, and met Master Hemond's smiling eyes, the smile was half indulgent, half curious:

"You started to toss about this on the boat. I thought you wanted more bargaining chips. But now that the negotiation is over, you are still trying. Do you think you can help them?"

Gretel looked around quickly.Master Hemond shook his finger:

"It's okay, I've already set up a soundproof barrier. —Hey, let's get down to business, does lung washing really work?"

"It's really useful. If the symptoms are mild, it can be relieved by washing once for two or three years. There is no chest tightness or pain. But it is also very dangerous... It took me so long to achieve all the animal experiments..."

The two mages chatted softly and retreated to the corner of the tent.Backing away, Gretel suddenly felt a stiffness behind him, as if something was blocking him.

Turning back suddenly, an old dwarf stood behind him with a smile, holding a long staff obliquely in his right hand, and the white light on the head of the staff shone slightly.Gretel recognized him as one of the elders present at the banquet. Just as he was about to salute, the old dwarf winked at him:

"Mr. Master, how young is the patient for you to be sure?"

"I didn't say to cure it!" Gretel almost jumped up.The old dwarf smiled and narrowed his old eyes. There was a bit of cunning in his kindness, and he waved his hands:
"Hey, I've seen what you just said. ——No way, after living for a long time, I can always learn some things, such as human language, such as lip reading..."

Gretel wanted to roll his eyes.The old dwarf suddenly restrained his smile, and said seriously:
"Mr. Mage, I have lived for nearly 400 years, and I can see good intentions and malicious intentions most clearly. You are a friend of our dwarves, and you came here with the heart to help us." He took a step forward, and put his palm lightly on Gretel's wrist superior:

"Injury during the mining and casting process has plagued us for thousands of years. As long as you have a way, even if you are only half sure, we are willing to invite you to try."

After finishing speaking, he stroked his white beard, bowed deeply, and bowed to Gretel.The dwarf was already low in stature, and when he bowed, the top of his head almost touched Gretel's knee.Gretel hurried to help:

"Hey you—"

Gretel used all his strength to support the old dwarf, and he was already sweating.At this point, it's meaningless to go around in circles. Master Hemond simply pulled everyone to sit down, serious, and said:

First, lung washing is very dangerous. If you are unlucky, it is not surprising that half of the people will die.If something goes wrong, the dwarf kingdom must not be held accountable, and must ensure the safety of Gretel in the royal city;
Second, the recipients sign up voluntarily, chosen by Gretel, and no one is allowed to force anyone he doesn’t want to treat;

Third, the dwarves should send the best healers to help, provide healing skills at any time, and ensure safety...

One, two, three, four said clearly, and even spread out a magic scroll, and solemnly drafted the contract.The dwarf elder presided over the prayer to God the Father. As the white light flickered, the king bit his finger, and a bloody fingerprint fell on the scroll.

On the parliamentary side, Archmage Serrano, who heard the news, led the way, leading Mage Hemond and Gretel to leave magic marks one after another.After all the procedures were completed, Gretel turned around again——

Headed by Prince Rothergar, Gavin, Jinna, and Master Talbot's disciple Vigeland, there were [-] or [-] people standing in front of him.

"...What are you doing here?"

Gretel got a headache seeing him like that.The prince raised his eyebrows and smiled calmly:

"If something is good for the tribe, but dangerous, of course I should be the first to try it. Isn't it?"

Gretel: "...Go away!"

This movement, even if only in the Fire Hammer Tribe, shocked more than a hundred people.Early the next morning, when the operation started, there were three floors outside the door.The first Vigeland bedside to receive treatment, in addition to the elder who presided over the signing yesterday, there were five priests standing:

"Don't be afraid, as long as you don't die on the spot, we can save you!"

Gretel: "...It's not so dangerous..."

He has already practiced on the rabbit, so if the target is changed to a dwarf at this time, it is just a little more water.The local anesthesia fell, and the vine entered silently with the secret eye. Just after turning half a circle, the dwarves in the room pointed to the light screen reflected by the secret eye and started discussing loudly:
"It's so dark!"

"That's right, it's pitch black!"

"That's not what we have in our lungs, is it?"

"No wonder the more work you do, the more uncomfortable your chest will be. With so much dust, can you not feel uncomfortable?"

Gretel smiled, not at all surprised.Seeing his look of "I knew it earlier", the dwarf priests trusted him even more. Twelve eyes stared at his hands, waiting for him to move, and even the voice of the question fell silent.

Gretel was unhurried, picked up a few seeds on his fingertips, and urged the vines to grow inward.One goes to the left, one goes to the right, the middle of the left one is extraordinarily enlarged, blocking the bronchus, and injecting pure oxygen in; the one to the right, after the lung lobe is completely deflated, is filled with sterile saline ...

Inject, extract!
"Come out, come out!" The five dwarf priests looked up together.The extracted liquid fell into the negative pressure drainage bottle, in small streams, and quickly accumulated half of the jar:

"There's so much dust in there! A bottle of water is black, no wonder it's called lung washing!"

Saline infused, withdrawn; infused, withdrawn.Gretel strictly followed the operating procedures. After three lung washes, he was given high-flow oxygen until the blood oxygen saturation returned to normal.Then inject, then withdraw...

Three times a cycle, a total of nine times, until the drawn liquid becomes clear from turbidity.Then, change the other side of the lung and continue to wash the lungs.

After everything was over, the anesthesia was released, and Vigeland jumped up.

"I'm fine! I finished washing alive!"

Gretel: "...Get out! If you don't know, I thought I was taking a bath for you!"

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