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

Chapter 58 Two Three!throw to the sky

White light fell from the fingertips.

The tendon that was torn in two wriggled a bit and leaned forward a little, as if it wanted to grow together.Gretel watched intently, secretly happy.

Sutures have historically been one of the difficult points of tendon surgery.If the needle is denser and sparser, and the thread is pulled looser and tighter, it will affect the healing effect.

更不用说4-0或者5-0，最细到10-0的缝合线，还得具有足够的抗拉强度；

For a curved needle with a diameter of 100μ, the needle tip must be at an acute angle of 23 degrees, neither more nor less;
The needle body must be bent into a perfect arc, but the cross section must be square, which is convenient for the needle holder to hold;
The material used for the looper must have sufficient strength and toughness, and cannot be bent or deformed...

At the industrial level of this world, Grete doesn't think they can make it in ten years.

But now there is a cure!No need to sew!You don't need to wear microscopic glasses, you can sew six stitches and eight stitches on a blood vessel with a diameter of 1 mm!

Although he started in college, the stitching skills he had worked hard on grapefruit, oranges, and grapes seemed to be useless, but, cool!

Under the white light, the tendons grow and close inward little by little.One strand, two strands...

Stopped.

No, isn't the amount of treatment enough?When I did a simulated operation before, whether it was a pig or a sheep, it was easy to heal the tendon!
Gretel stopped and thought for a while, guessing that the knight's vitality is stronger, and the tendon needs more energy to heal.Well, do it again!
White light falls, tendons grow...

Stopped again.

I still want to continue the treatment, but I already feel a little dizzy in my head, and my temples are throbbing with pain.This state, since becoming a mage apprentice, has been very familiar to Gretel: the mental power is exhausted to the limit, and he can no longer cast spells...

Alas, low rank is sadness.Even a minor surgery for tendon sutures, one person can't play the whole game...

Gretel gestured decisively.The chief surgeon is to do the most critical work, and leave everything else to the assistant.Bald bishop!It's time to play!

The bishop's shot was really powerful.An extremely thin, extremely condensed white light fell, and within a moment, the ruptured tendon had recovered as before, and there was no defect at all.

Gretel pulled one hand with the hook, and then another, the muscles stretched long, and the tendons were firmly attached to the muscles and the bones at one end, without any intention of breaking.

"How about it?"

Several voices asked in unison.Gretel observed it carefully again, looked up and smiled:

"Should be fine. Pour holy water! Rinse from top to bottom!"

Hey... Although there is no normal saline flush, antibiotic flush, heparin saline flush, etc., we have holy water flush, it's still better than nothing...

The advantage of working with the temple is that the holy water is enough.The holy water in the big pot was poured up, and then flowed to the ground. Gretel made a final observation to confirm that no small blood vessel was bleeding, and straightened his body:
"Very good, the operation was a success! -- will it all work?"

"No—" A neat, confident voice.Outside the operating table, the people in the circle who stepped on the table and the bench shouted louder than the other.

"No..." a low, trembling voice.Around the operating table, the priests and knights who had been selected to become assistants, all drooped their heads, avoiding Gretel's gaze.

"It will pull the hook..."

In the rear left of Gretel, I don't know who it is, and muttered in a very low voice.

Gretel rolled his eyes.You're proud to pull the hook, aren't you?stronger than others, right?Another chance for you to hold the threaded iron inside the casualty's body and wait for the fire brigade to get on the saw!Don't move yet!
On the opposite side, the bald bishop who served as a helper glared at him.In the pair of eyes that looked like Lu Zhishen and Zhang Fei, the left eye wrote: No!In the right eye is written: You said that the teaching package will be packaged!
Gretel couldn't help laughing.He threw a "slightly calm" look, and continued to issue orders:
"Release the hook! Release it! Release the one in your hand too, release it, release it! Well, heal, heal the skin!"

The white light fell again.This time, what appeared in front of everyone was already flawless skin without any wounds.

In addition to shaved off all the hair, it looks much cleaner than the other hand, and there is no trace of surgery at all.

Gretel nodded in satisfaction.To say that it is good to have treatment, it seems that there is no need to consider postoperative infection, poor healing, and poor blood supply.He loosened the tourniquet with his own hands, observed the blood perfusion, and woke up from anesthesia... No, this is not the job of an anesthesiologist!

"Release the confinement magic!"

Gretel's clear voice sounded.The white light quickly disappeared, and the Barron Knight rolled over and sat up and jumped off the operating table.

Wow...this is much faster than waking up from anesthesia!I don't know if it hurts when I cut my wrist, and if I have any other feelings... remember to ask him later.Gretel was always afraid that the volunteers that the bald bishop had found would be unreliable.Too devout, in case of pain but refused to say, it will delay the event!
Gretel thought about it quickly.The Barron Knight jumped off the operating table, and immediately bent his wrist.

active!

Can work hard!
"I'm ready!"

Barron's knight roared.At that moment, Gretel even felt that the hall trembled, the roof tiles shook, and the dust rustled...

What's even more frightening is that the Barron Knight, who had just roared this, turned his head and hugged him.Gretel took a step back reflexively: "Wait! Wait, wait!--I'll see if your hand can be used hard! Do a...muscle...strength...test...try..."

Gretel's voice went from loud to quiet, slowly muting.The Barron Knight looked at both sides, grabbed the lower edge of the operating table with his right hand, stretched his arm muscles, and lifted it hard!
... did not lift.

That operating table was built on the ground...

Gretel looked embarrassed.Barron Knight's expression remained the same, he reached out and grabbed a hook, clenched it tightly with his left hand, and grabbed the curved part with his right hand, pulling it hard!
"Hey hey hey hey hey!"

In the sound of crunching metal deformation, Gretel's carefully drawn and specially made hooks made the Barron Knight straighten...

"No, it's mine..."

He looked at Barron Knight, and Barron Knight looked at him with an innocent face.After a moment, the knight dropped the hook, rushed up and hugged Gretel tightly, with tears streaming down his face:
"I'm fine! My hand is fine! My hand is fine ah ah ah-"

Gretel turned his head to avoid the sound.Suddenly his body lightened, and he was thrown high into the air.Knights of Barron, Knights of Flynn, Knights of Ciro, they, and a group of familiar Temple Knights, caught him from below, picked it up, tossed it again, picked it up again, and tossed it again...

"Put me down! Put me down! Don't throw me here! It's all scalpels here, help—"

In the temple, Gretel's screams were endless, with a long aftertaste.

　Another day when the new book collection did not grow as well as the old books.

　　It is another day that the manuscript written yesterday has to be changed today.

　　Routinely asking for collections, asking for recommendations, asking for monthly passes, asking for book reviews...

　　The end of the month is doubled, everyone remember to vote for me for the monthly pass, and remember to leave the monthly pass for next month to me...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)