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

Chapter 554 Test the blood type of the Orcs?
Gretel was working while urging the orc prince to find someone.Take another needle and connect it to the vine, so that the wall of the vine grows thick and hard, and it is now a syringe.

This end pierces the patient's right radial artery, and the other end releases a small whirlwind.The negative pressure was generated, and the blood gushed out, flowing into the test tube along the soft end of the vine.

"Is anyone here! Speed!"

Gretel urged again.After urging the right thumb to swipe and pick, the hard vine tube wall softened, retracted, and the end was closed, softly resting on the skin of the wrist.

Gretel threw a sticking technique, making the vine stick to the girl's wrist, and fixed it, clapping his palms with satisfaction——

Simple version of indwelling needle, get it done!
He saw every stitch, took an electrocardiogram, and began to check the blood type.In the meditation field of vision, the feedback given by the blood test magic is bizarre, and has nothing in common with the picture he saw when he was studying human blood types before——

So the blood type of orcs is really different from that of humans?But humans and orcs are not reproductively isolated. I heard that there seem to be half-orcs. What's going on?

Forget it, now is not the time to delve into these things.In this fantasy world, there are undead creatures like blood races. Maybe the reason for reproductive isolation is different from the previous life...

Gretel took a deep breath, flying the [Magic Trick] in his hands, and sketched the picture he saw on the white wall for later verification.Red orange yellow green, colorful, no need to look for paint, no need to adjust the color, the mind is controlled, and the wrong painting can be erased at any time.

Except that the existence time is too short, only one hour, it is really the best choice for home travel, murder and arson... no, it is the best choice for short-term note-taking.

After painting here, footsteps sounded over there, and a group of orcs poured in.Gretel looked back and immediately frowned:

The orc prince has blond hair fluttering around from the top of his head to his chin. His face is quite broad and his ears are short and round. Looking at it... reminds him of an African lion;
The attendants around the prince are miscellaneous, some have straight horns on top of their heads, some have leopard prints on their faces, and some have the cat girl who climbed the mast last time.There is also a young girl with a light body and a pair of wide wings behind her. The center is white and the edges are pure black...

Bird family?Crane family?Crane?
What is this all about?With so many messy races, is it sure that the blood types will be the same?

"Those of the same clan as that girl step forward! The others step back first!"

Gretel yelled.The possibility of the same blood type between a fox and a fox is relatively high, while for other races, the probability of the same blood type is low.As for herbivores...

Herbivores, why are you here to join in the fun?
Your species is too far away!

And the birds, the further away you are, the possibility of a blood type match might be infinitely close to zero!

The orcs jostled.Then, a thin man came up from the crowd, wearing a gray and half-worn coat, with dull fur, and a quill pen stuck in his ear.

The first time Gretel saw him, a profession came to mind:
Accounting?

"Just you? No one else?"

The fox man nodded sadly, and swept his big tail behind him. His fur was mottled gray and yellow, which was completely different from the bright and plump fox girl.Although Gretel's aesthetics was not influenced by the orcs, he also felt that it was quite different.

The fox man stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to cut it open with a knife, but couldn't do it several times.The samurai next to him snorted disdainfully, and raised his hand to grab it:

"I come!"

"do not!"

Gretel quickly stopped.Why do you always have to make such a big hole when a needle is pricked... Hey...

"No, the blood type is wrong. Is there a canine? Or a wolf?"

Remember that foxes belong to the canine family, and the probability of blood type matching should be greater than that of other families... right...

With this shout, a row of orc warriors stood up with a clatter, all of them full of energy.Without waiting for Gretel to speak, he stretched out his left hand at the same time, raised his palm, and drew a knife with his right hand...

Gretel: "..."

He finally understood that carnivore was the main battle race in the orc kingdom, and half of the orc prince's guards were wolves.Since he is a guard, not being afraid of pain and not being afraid of death is a basic operation. If anyone waits for him to poke blood with a small needle, he will probably die of laughter...

Fortunately, this objectively improves the speed of blood testing.Gretel patted magic on their hands one by one, and looked at the wall; another, and looked at the wall again.After one round of shooting, there were actually three left!
The preliminary screening passed, the cross-matching passed, and the blood was quickly poured into the fox girl's body.Gretel glanced at the lines on the ECG cloud screen and breathed a sigh of relief:

Fortunately, the frequency of the heartbeat is still like that of a living person, so there is no time to rescue...

"Your Excellency, please draw your true blood!"

Marquis Targu had a gloomy face and walked forward quickly.Stretching out his hand, his fingertips flicked away a thin and sharp nail, gently scratching the girl's carotid artery.

Blood did not spurt out.On the contrary, a mass of dark red, almost black, extremely viscous blood stuck to His Excellency the Marquis' nails, flowed upwards along his fingers, and fell into the palm of his hand silently.

Arterial blood would never have this color.Then, this is the true blood of the blood race...

Gretel watched with bated breath.At the moment when the blood flowed out and the blood spurted out, he quickly pinched the girl's carotid artery.The other hand has condensed a group of healing techniques, and wiped it lightly on the wound.

Let go, no active bleeding, no swelling of neck skin.very good.Carotid artery occlusion for a few seconds will not cause brain hypoxia——

Next, it depends on the girl's life!
Gretel looked intently at the electrocardiogram.Beside him, Archmage LeBron stepped forward and lowered his voice:

"Can it be saved?"

"Maybe...you see, the heartbeat has slowed down..."

"Slow down?!"

Several voices were shocked at the same time.Is it okay to slow down?Isn't it almost impossible to jump?
Gretel shook his head with a smile.The heartbeat is slowing down, which is just a positive trend. It used to exceed 150 per minute, but now it has dropped to 140.And judging from the waveform, the heartbeat is getting stronger and stronger, and the person is gradually slowing down.

Three wolf warriors, each donating 400 milliliters of blood, can replenish 1200 milliliters of blood for the wounded.Coupled with the input of Ringer's solution to replenish blood volume, it should be enough.

"No problem, I can live." The old man beside the orc prince approached tremblingly and chanted in a low voice.A light red light shot out from his hand and landed on the girl.Immediately, the fox girl's eyelids fluttered and she moaned softly.

"The breath of life has been strengthened... If you continue like this, you can indeed live..."

The dwarf, the barbarian, and the two healers also gave affirmative answers.The orc prince let out a long breath, nodded gratefully to Gretel, and suddenly turned to Marquis Targu:
"Then, now, please give me a word—for no reason, why do we make our priests blood slaves?"

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