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Chapter 781 Draw me another two hundred blood!Draw another two hundred——

Gretel lost two【Treat Serious Injuries】in one breath, before he finished repairing the torn aortic dissection, allowing it to grow back to its original place properly.Take a breath, lean back——

The oak stick stretched out two tree roots in time, allowing him to lean on it comfortably, instead of lying directly on the ground.

Thank goodness, he was rescued.If in the previous life, the aorta ruptured and the blood flowed into the chest cavity, it would be too late to save him.

If it is only a dissection and the tear is short, interventional means can be used to insert a vascular stent to block the rupture.If the tear is long, it will be necessary to open the chest, perform upper-corporeal circulation, and replace the artificial blood vessel——

Every movement is a race against time.The problem is that these actions can only be used when the aortic intima is torn and the adventitia is not yet broken.If the outer membrane ruptures and blood flows into the cavity, the person will die before the chest is opened!
Fortunately, the healing technique is quite powerful... Fortunately, the little snake can provide illusory vision, and can directly see the situation inside the body... Fortunately...

"Is it cured?"

"Have you been rescued?"

"Is father all right?"

The two knights scrambled to ask.Gretel barely took a breath, opened his eyes and looked at the magic light screen:
The blood pressure is still very low, but it can barely be measured because the blood in the false cavity is released.Heart rate 150 beats/min, shallow and rapid breathing...

"Open the door." He ordered in a low voice.The young knight froze for a moment, jumped up quickly, and opened the door of the consulting room.Gretel recalled the blood type read by the previous blood test spell, and threw himself a loudspeaker magic:
"Prepare for blood transfusion. First prepare 1200ml... Type B blood, hurry up!"

"Okay, sir!" Someone outside immediately agreed loudly.The Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology of Oak Grove Hospital has a need for blood almost every day, and they receive a group of blood donors on a daily basis.At this moment, Gretel yelled, and immediately a security guard ran out to shout:

"Come here! Six blood donors! Type B! Hurry up!"

A series of footsteps came and went.Gretel glanced at the light screen and motioned for the two knights to carry their father onto the treatment bed by lifting their head and feet.

Gretel himself poked the oak stick to the side, using it as an infusion stand, quickly dispensed Ringer's solution, and opened the vein.Normal saline is injected into the blood vessels, and soon the blood pressure rises slightly.

75/35, although it is still very low, the thrilling low, at any rate, it will not die every minute.

Gretel drove the little snake through the patient's body, carefully checking every possible problem.Not long after, the sound of footsteps outside rang out in disorder.

"Boss! Come here!"

Standing at the end of the bed, the young knight who was closer to the door immediately looked out.First there was a washerwoman who swayed in and almost bumped into him.

Looking forward, the washerwoman was stretched out by a savage security guard, and was held in his hand like an eagle catching a chick.Sent into the consulting room, put a pier on the floor:
"Boss! Here we come! Do you want to draw blood now?"

"A transfusion of her blood?"

The two knights stood upright together.The washerwoman was short in stature, with a sallow and thin face, and she looked light and light.Then I turned my head to look at the necromancer who followed, and the huge needle in the hand of the necromancer——

Will she die if so much blood is drawn?Well, even if he doesn't die, will he be seriously ill?
The middle-aged knight looked at the magic light screen - although he couldn't understand anything - his face was worried.The young knight has begun to roll up his sleeves, exposing his arms:

"Is it okay to lose to me? She looks like this..."

"Lose it to me!" the washerwoman abruptly said.The voice was sharp and sharp, shrill and trembling:

"Losing to me! Kind master, I beg you to lose to me! I finally got in line!"

As he spoke, he struggled desperately from the hands of the barbarian security guards, and stretched his rolled-up sleeves towards the necromancer.The movement was so big that I almost hit the needle tip and cut my arm:
"I beg you! I've already reached the end of the line. I can't repay the debt without my blood! At home, the children in the family are waiting to buy food!"

"This……"

The young knight was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Gretel, and withdrew his hand to try to take out his pocket.Gretel sighed and waved at them:
"Draw her blood."

"Yes!" The necromancer who followed up and was in charge of drawing blood had a cold face and clean movements.Blood drawn, bottled, anticoagulant cast.Gretel took the blood bottle in his hand and explained softly:
"Blood transfusions between blood relatives have a higher probability of problems than between strangers. Therefore, unless there is no choice, blood transfusions between blood relatives are not recommended..."

"Then she..."

The young knight was still looking worriedly at the door.The washerwoman had [-] milliliters of blood drawn, but she still refused to leave.Pressing the cotton ball on the elbow with one hand, he looked at the necromancer eagerly:

"Draw another two hundred! Draw another two hundred! I'm very strong! Four hundred is no problem!"

"No! You're underweight! Get out!—Next!"

The necromancer shouted loudly.Without even thinking about it, the barbarian security guard stretched out his arms, squeezed her out, and pushed another one in.The washerwoman who was pushed out was dancing, she didn't know where she was being dragged, and she was still shouting:
"Draw another two hundred! Draw another two hundred—"

The young knight stared at Gretel.The middle-aged knight couldn't bear it, but he pulled his younger brother and dragged him aside:
"Don't talk about it. Your Excellency the mage...he has no choice..."

From the short conversation, it can be heard that the Oak Grove Medical Center paid someone for blood donation, and it was a lot of money—otherwise, the washerwoman would not have done the same.But no matter how much he gave, it was impossible for him to save every poor person...

Even, these laundry women want to get a chance to donate blood, and they may even donate blood to their heads to be squeezed.But how much can a medical center do?

Even they couldn't ensure that all the subjects in the territory had enough food and clothing.

The two brothers stood shoulder to shoulder and looked at Gretel.Gretel couldn't bear it, but he didn't look out again, but just stared at the old knight intently:
Disinfect the vein, connect the blood bottle with a vine, connect the vine with a needle, and throw a [advanced magic weapon] on the needle.Poking into a vein, fixing the...

Staring at the bright red blood bubbling into the veins of the old knight, seeing his vital signs gradually recovering, he had time to summon the silent phantom and explain to the two knights:
"Your father... the blood vessel connected to the heart was broken just now, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the blood vessel and flowed into the chest cavity. I just used the healing technique to repair the blood vessel, but the healing technique cannot create blood out of thin air, so I need to infuse someone else's blood." blood."

One tube of blood, another tube of blood.Gretel stared closely at the magic light screen and had to infuse 800 milliliters of whole blood until the old knight's blood pressure returned to the normal range.After looking at the electrocardiogram for a while, he took two steps back and sat down:

"For the time being, it can be regarded as being rescued...but..."

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I made a group of buns and bean products today, I hope the buns will arrive soon, and the soy products can be made into a group...

It's been five days since Taoli Bread hasn't arrived yet...

And, thanks to the government for sending out the second batch of supplies: 5kg of rice.

　So depressed today...

　　The chapter on blood donors is so depressing...

　　
　
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