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

Chapter 45: You Think To Treat Your Hands By Cutting And Stitching It!

This look is too familiar.Patients, family members, no distinction between men and women, no distinction between young and old, no distinction between high and low, too many people look at him like this.Gretel blurted out and wanted to answer "can cure", but when the words came to his mouth, it became:
"There is a possibility of a cure."

After saying the conclusion, Gretel rubbed back immediately.Even if he was sitting on a chair with a broken leg against the wall, with no way to retreat behind him, it didn't prevent him from leaning back a little to the corner of the wall.

In the past life, the words "maybe", most of the patients and their family members are not satisfied, and there is a high probability that they will come to find out the truth.How many possibilities are there to cure, how long it will take, and how much it will cost...

At the end of the question, I often have to complain that the doctor refuses to give an accurate sentence.Then, encountering a bad temper, another round of complaints.

Even if these knights are good-natured and don't make trouble, he can't stand it if he picks him up and shakes him twice!

Gretel looked at the opposite side cautiously.Contrary to his expectations, Knight Flynn and Knight Ciro were overjoyed after a moment of surprise.One person stretched out an arm, pressed the shoulders of Knight Barron, and shook him with a bang:
"It can be cured! It can be cured!"

"Old Barron, did you hear that? It can be cured!"

"You have invited so many people to see... so many people... three years, three years..."

The two middle-aged men shouted involuntarily.The voice gradually became lower and hoarse, and in the dark night, it was almost like a wolf howl.

Barron's knights sat there like puppets, unresponsive, allowing them to sway back and forth.After a while, there was a sudden jolt, stood up and shook off the two, and bowed slightly to Gretel:
"Then please treat it quickly!"

"Yes, get rid of it quickly!"

Knight Flynn and Knight Ciro immediately woke up.The three of them formed a half circle, leaning forward, staring at Gretel condescendingly, as if they were going to eat him.With a burning gaze, Gretel shrank back again:
"Not yet..."

"Why not? Isn't it said that it can be cured?" Knight Barron's voice suddenly became higher.Gretel looked at Knight Flynn for help and argued in a low voice:

"I can't cure it now...I'm still missing something..."

His figure was drowned in the noise inside and outside the house.Barron Knight, Flynn Knight, Ciro Knight, everyone was scrambling to talk.The bald bishop's voice is louder than anyone else's:

"Little Gretel, can you really cure this injury? What else is missing? - Is it a lack of spellcasting materials? If your healing skills are not strong enough, tell me how to cure it, and I'll come!"

Eyes full of anticipation fell on Gretel once again.

Seeing that no one was looking for trouble and no complaints, Gretel was relieved.He took a step forward, looked into the eyes of the bald bishop, and answered loudly:

"I'm [-]% sure about the cure alone. However, if I want to have a flexible wrist, be able to use force, and won't hurt other places after the cure, I have to see if the family is ready to know how much I'm sure. "

"Can't it be cured now?"

Both the bald bishop and the Barron knight were a little disappointed.Gretel pondered for a while, grabbed the arm of Barron Knight, and explained to him with gestures:
"That's it. You have a lot of muscles in your arm, each of which is attached to the bone by a tendon—what you call a hand tendon. I guess the hand tendon you broke is the flexor carpi radialis. —that is, from here, to here,”

He moved his fingers back and forth on Barron's arm, pressed his forearm near the socket of his elbow, swiped down, and pressed again at the base of his palm.Then, draw a horizontal line along the scar on your right wrist:
"It was broken here at the time. The strength of the hand tendon is very strong, and it collapses your muscles very tightly. Once the tendon is broken, the whole muscle shrinks. What I have to do now is to cut the skin and shrink the muscle. Pull out the muscles, stretch them back to their original positions, and let the hamstrings grow back.”

He kept his words as simple as possible.Who knew that as soon as the voice fell, Knight Barron stood up immediately and said loudly:
"Then what are you waiting for? Go for it!"

With a clang, a dagger fell on the table, and the cold light shone.

Gretel: "..."

I want tissue tweezers!I want a hemostat!I want to pull the tick!This operation might have to be done under a microscope. I don't have a microscope, so give me a magnifying glass!

He held his breath in his chest, choking up and down.Before he could recover, the bald bishop had already asked:
"I've treated it like this before. But, it's not cured!"

Did you do that too?
Gretel was taken aback.Boss, you are brave enough!How many years have you studied medicine?How many general teachers have you done anatomy?Do you know how to cut the blood vessels without cutting the blood vessels and how to cut the nerves?

Hmm...how to explain it?
Gretel took out the pen and paper, brushed brushes on the table, and drew quickly.In a moment, the bones of the ulna, radius, and fingers and palms were clearly identified, and the dozens of muscle strips attached to the bones were analyzed.

He was used to doing this work in his previous life, and it was impossible to do it so vividly, concise and clear, that was the norm.One person painted, and the four heads came together to look at it. The bald-headed bishop thought that the oil lamp was too dark, so he put a lighting technique on him, and the whole room was brightly illuminated.

Gretel: ...actually your head is bright enough.

No need for 2 minutes, a schematic diagram has been formed.Gretel silently said "It's like this if you haven't studied medicine", slowed down your voice, and began to explain:
"Did you see it? On this arm, the muscles alone have one, two, three, four, five... I won't count them, you can count them yourself; in addition to the muscles, there are blood vessels and nerves...

What is the nerve and I will explain it to you later!In short, if any of these things bruises, it will make the arm difficult to use.You thought it was cut, pulled out, and cured! "

The bald bishop nodded.Gretel turned to Barron Knight, exasperated:
"What's the use of just a knife? What do you think it is? Are you killing pigs? Sheep? Cut a knife here, put your hand in and pull out the tendon, and sew a few cuts? It won't hurt! Will it move!"

"We will hold him down!" Knight Flynn and Knight Ciro answered in unison.Gretel scoffed.What's the use of holding down, this is tendon surgery, do you think it's bone scraping to cure poison?
"I can't help it!" Barron Knight shouted loudly.Gretel yelled back:
"What's the use of holding back! Hold back and don't move, don't you have to tighten your arms! I can't pull my muscles so tight! One by one, one by one,"

He tapped the Flynn Knight, the Barron Knight, and the outermost Ciro Knight one by one.A few days ago, I was doing chest decompression for the Ciro Knight, but the knife didn't pierce the chest, but the Flynn Knight next to him shot:

"All of them are knights, I! Stab with a knife! I can't even poke!"

Barron's knight choked at his roar.At this moment, a white light flashed from the corner of his eyes. Grete turned his head and saw the bald bishop shot like lightning. He copied the blueprint he drew and stuffed it into his arms...

Seeing Gretel looking over, he actually winked at him and smiled openly.

(End of this chapter)