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Chapter 80 Ain Stone Choked Into Lungs?

Gretel reflected on his sense of alienation.No way, so far, he has not received a single subsidy from the Mage Tower, nor has he used a single penny of materials for the Mage Tower.Even if his salary and resources are deducted next year, the room he lives in, the books he reads, and the pen and paper he uses for copying books will probably not be deducted...

Gretel smiled to himself, screeching, and continued to climb the stairs.The place to eat is on the fifth floor of the Mage Tower, the residence of Mage Gehrman.The conditions are good, but it is a little taller, and I have to climb the stairs three times a day... Cough, as a doctor, I am used to climbing stairs in the hospital, not bad...

In fact, this is already a privilege.Gretel once heard the little priest John say that in their temple, priest apprentices are not qualified to eat with the official priest, and can only eat in the side temple.However, it may be that Mage Gehrman is lenient, or it may be that Tarilian has only four Mages. Since Gretel became a Mage apprentice, he has three meals a day with several official Mages.

A high standard of food is one thing, and from time to time, Master Gehrman can be caught and asked a few questions.Or, listen to other people's problems, rub some ideas or something.

Gretel only climbed to the third floor, and as soon as the stair door opened, the two official mages joined the team with gloomy faces.As soon as they came in, Grete felt that the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, the air pressure seemed to have dropped by 100 hPa.After a while, Master Eliot complained in a low voice:
"It's all you! If you don't draw all the resources, my spell model will be made?"

"Now of course you can say whatever you want!" Master Karan replied with a stern face: "You know how difficult it is to improve a spell model! ... Alas, next year will have fewer resources, and it will be more difficult to make things ..."

Gretel looked left, looked right, lowered his head and just climbed the stairs.They filed into the restaurant, and for a moment, Mage Gehrman also came out of the room without speaking with a sullen face.A group of people waited left and right, and after a quarter of an hour, the old magician hurried out.His face was dark, and both eye bags were almost drooping to his cheekbones.After entering the door, without taking a seat, he said directly to Master Gehrman:
"Gelman, please send a few people to invite the heads of the temples to come over. -George coughed for most of the night last night, and now he has difficulty breathing and has a fever. So far, he hasn't even eaten breakfast."

cough?

Midnight?
Still have a fever?

Gretel gasped for breath.So, last night, the Ain stone did not swallow, but choked into the air pipe, causing inflammation by the way?

That's a big trouble - foreign bodies in the trachea can easily cause suffocation and hypoxia, and foreign bodies in the bronchus may cause emphysema and atelectasis. Cough, purulent phlegm and other symptoms of acute bronchitis.

By the way, what type of foreign object is the Ain stone?
What inflammation does it cause?
It was not written in the medical textbooks and journals of the previous life!

No matter what, Ain's stone into the lungs is the trouble that he can't handle with the existing equipment and drugs!Gretel jumped up immediately:

"I'm going! The Temple of the God of War, I'm familiar with the natural religion!"

"Thank you so much." The old magician witnessed the rescue yesterday, and after listening to Gretel deliberately not mentioning another temple, he already knew it.He nodded in thanks and turned to Master Gehrman:

"Then, just go to another person at the Spring Water Temple?"

"Elliot, you go." Master Gehrman immediately assigned. "It's just that the teacher's grandson is seriously ill. I want to maintain the magic circle and can't go away. Please come by."

The two mounted their horses together and ran away.From the magic tower to the city, it is not too far to travel with horses.Eliot entered the city, asked to see him, stated his request, and waited to accompany the high priest's carriage to the city gate.In the distance, as soon as a horse came galloping, a large box was placed on the saddle of the knight.

Gretel thanked him.Then he went on to say to the bald bishop:

"Suspected that something choked into the windpipe..."

"Boy, do you have such a big box in the air duct?"

Gretel smiled, chatted and interrupted.The group returned to the Mage Tower, and they joined Elder Erwin on the way and entered together.Elliott followed them upstairs and was startled when he saw George.

The bear child shrank pitifully on the bed, his face flushed, and a cough broke out from time to time.The chubby little face seemed to be dehydrated, and strands of pale blond hair stuck to his forehead weakly.

Several senior healers gathered around to watch.Touch your forehead, listen to the cough, and listen to what happened again.In the end, the bald bishop was the first to come to a conclusion:
"Since the Ain Stone is gone, and coughing like this again, it's probably choked into the lungs."

"...It may be." The great priest nodded in agreement.He lowered his head and prayed a few words, raised his hand, and a light blue wave brushed on the boy.It is the healing technique that the Temple of the Goddess of Spring is proud of, to remove disease and restore health.Although the treatment of injuries is slightly inferior, the treatment of diseases is exceptionally good.

A ray of water brushed down, and sweat dripped out of the bear child's forehead, and the flush on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye.The old magician held the hands of the great priest, thanked him for a while, and then asked:

"Then... If the Ain stone is not taken out, will he still get sick in the future?"

It certainly will!The great priest didn't speak, but his face already explained everything.The old magician couldn't help but ask:
"That Ain stone, can you think of a way?"

"This……"

The Great Priest choked for a moment, not daring to take over easily.He turned his head and glanced at Elder Erwin. Elder Erwin pondered for a moment and said softly:
"According to the cause and effect, I can only guess that it was choked into the lungs. - Little Gretel, what do you think?"

--Yuan Fang, how do you see?Gretel silently dubs Elder Erwin.Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he stepped forward and said sternly:
"I also guessed that it was choked into the lungs. Whether and where it was choked, I will have to do an inspection to judge."

"an examination?"

The old magician raised his eyebrows.Of the three temple leaders, everyone had seen his grandson, but no one said the word "check".Now a little guy is shouting "check"...

"How are you going to check?"

"Please wait."

Gretel bowed slightly, retreated to the corner, and opened the box that the knight had brought over and brought along on the horse's back.Seven or eight people watched at the same time, only to see a large pile of knives, scissors, chisels and hooks lying on the black velvet pad in the box, shining with cold light and sharp blades...

"I don't want it! I don't want it!"

The bear child immediately screamed.Grete turned a deaf ear and picked up a copper pipe from the box.He habitually covered the far end of the copper pipe with one hand, slowly approached the bedside, and softly ordered the boy:
"Come on, sit up, unbutton your shirt... Pull it up to the sides, revealing your entire chest."

"I don't! You go away!"

The bear child screamed and kicked.Gretel did not quarrel with him, calmly took two steps back, and turned to look at the old magician.

Hello, your child, take care of yourself?

　It's Monday, and the growth of the collection has plummeted, crying...

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　　I beg you not to keep books, but to take a look every day...

　　


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