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

Chapter 533 Snake spirit version blood test instrument, online!

Gretel happily went out on the boat, and was carried back with his eyes closed.When this happened, a large group of people were alarmed on the spot.

The dwarf elder stood beside his bed for half an hour, muttered for a while, and then said, "It's okay, the breath of life is very strong";
Elder Buffalo inquired about the cause and effect, and said, "This is a good thing. The spirit of the contract has been harvested, and it can be fed back to the master. Congratulations";
Archmage LeBron came over and slipped around, saying, "It's okay, just keep quiet and let him meditate";
Even the Marquis of Targu, the blood clan, generously said, "It really doesn't work, I can give him some blood..."

"This is really unnecessary!"

Cirella pushed him hard.

Gretel calmed down in the state of meditation, accepting waves of endless memories from the little snake.From shell breaking to growth, from predation to occupying the nest.

Then he was accepted by a young wizard as the spirit of the contract, and he traveled all over the wilderness with him through wind, frost, rain and snow.Taste herbs, fight poisonous insects, cure stubborn diseases, fight beasts...

After decades of solitude, he reached a contract with a new object, and under his control, he saw scenes that he had never seen before...

The memory of the spirit of the contract is complicated and simple.Sight, hearing, smell, and inspiration beyond that all poured into his head.

Gretel emptied his mind, made his mind clear, and hinted desperately to himself:

"That's why there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts, actions...No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance and touch..."

It can only be said that when I was in the hospital, the scriptures I learned to comfort the patients were still somewhat useful.

There is no sense of time passing during meditation.People outside came and went, the room was noisy and quiet, Gretel didn't care, he was absorbed in meditation.

When he sorted out all the news and opened his eyes, the cabin was already dark.A lamp is like a bean, and the light of [Immortal Flame] is covered by frosted glass, which can only illuminate a radius of about a foot on the table.

There was a dinner on the table, and I didn't know what to use to keep it warm. The lid was hazy and full of water vapor.The sea wind roared outside the cabin, and the sound of the water splashed. It was obvious that he had left the island, spread his sails, and was on his way at night.

Celera lay on the other side of the table.She didn't know how long she had been waiting here, sleeping with her arms on her pillow, her face flushed.I don't know what I saw in the dream, and my saliva is about to flow out.

Gretel looked up at her cautiously.He didn't know what the consequences would be if he woke up the sleeping Dragon Clan. In short, he didn't intend to try.With a hook, a cup flew over the table, the water making technique was activated, and half a cup of clean water poured down.

"Gretel! You're awake!"

Unexpectedly, just this little movement has awakened the silver dragon girl.She rubbed her eyes and jumped down with a plop:
"What about the little snake?"

"It seems to have grown up..." Gretel stretched out his hand to show her.The little snake doubled in size and became thicker, coiled around his wrist.Rubbing and rubbing, he couldn't stop spitting snake letters to Cerilla.

Cirella was delighted to see it, and stretched out her hand to tease it.The little snake wrapped its tail around Gretel's wrist and straightened up halfway.One head went up and down, left and right, playing with Cerilla dodging.

The little snake moved nimbly, but Serila's reaction was even faster.Sometimes, before she could dodge in time, the girl would lightly press her on the head.

It swallowed a lot of poisonous dragon's breath, and Serila's fingertips were covered with a layer of brilliance. This press actually touched the incorporeal body, and he pressed it directly on the table.For a moment, the cabin was clear and crisp, and the girl's laughter was everywhere.

Gretel let her play with the little snake, wolfed down the dinner himself, and cleaned up the dinner.Only then did he stretch out his wrist, let the little snake wrap around it again, and communicate with it intently:
"I make two parts of salt water, can you tell the difference?"

The little snake circled around his wrist, a little puzzled.Gretel cleaned up the dishes and took two liquids in a test tube: one part of 0.9% normal saline and one part of Ringer's solution.Clear and transparent, at the same temperature, put it on the table.

The little snake plunged in.After a while, feedback came:

"Different."

"Why is it different?"

"..."

Obviously, this question is beyond Xiao Snake's ability to express.It hovered around Gretel's wrist a few times, its head moved up and down, but there was no news to pass.Gretel was not in a hurry, set out a set of alchemy equipment, and continued dispensing medicine:

A pinch of glucose, dissolved in water;

A pinch of ORS, dissolved in 100ml of distilled water:
potassium chloride solution;
Sodium bicarbonate solution;

penicillin injection...

A saline injection mixed with vaccinia...

The little snakes "taste" them one by one.Although I can't tell the difference, I can remember which is which and which is similar to which:
For example, Ringer's solution is similar to normal saline, and somewhat similar to oral rehydration salts;

Compared with Ringer's solution, oral rehydration salts have a little more taste of glucose, but less of something;
Penicillin solution is like normal saline, but has a very strong smell, while vaccinia injection is much softer...

Gretel was surprised and delighted.He discharged a long row of test tubes in one breath:
Concentrated sulfuric acid, concentrated hydrochloric acid, concentrated nitric acid, dilute sulfuric acid, dilute hydrochloric acid, sodium bicarbonate solution, sodium hydroxide solution...

With a thought in his mind, the little snake swam from one test tube to that test tube.Bury your head in, stay for a while, pull it out; change another one, bury it in and stay for a while...

Although he couldn't tell the taste of acid and alkali, he was able to point out to Grete which one was strong and which one was mild, from strong acid to weak acid, from weak base to strong base, in order, and none of them were confused.

Cerilla sat under the lamp with her chin resting on her hands, happily watching.When the little snake took a sip, she also took a sip; when the little snake took a drop, she took a sip...

"Hey! This is concentrated sulfuric acid! You can't drink it!"

"Huh? What?"

Cerilla pursed her lips, and lightly licked her palate with the tip of her tongue:
"No acid?"

"Forget it, it's up to you..."

You can say what you want, but Gretel didn't dare to try other potions.What if the dragon clan can't bear it?What if her delicate lips and mucous membranes were scalded to blisters?

Forget it, change to something safer...

He rummaged around in the interspatial bag, and found a few more test tubes.Blood, suspected hyperlipidemia; blood, suspected gout; blood, suspected diabetes; blood, suspected anemia...

Sliding it open, put another test tube of normal blood on it, and pointed at the little snake:
"on!"

After a while, Little Snake frantically sent a lot of information:

"This is not good! Pooh! It smells like fat!"

"It's not good either! It's like that—you said it was sour—but it's not the same..."

"This is so bland!"

"This tastes good, a bit like that...that... you said it tastes sweet!"

Gretel was overjoyed.The little snake is awesome!Although the specific value cannot be reported and quantitative analysis cannot be done, at least it can be qualitative!

Snake blood tester, this is it!

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