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

Chapter 82 The distance between seeing and taking out is so-so far!

"Can Ain Stone see it too?"

The old magician looked puzzled.

He had read the paper yesterday, and he had personally verified it. His vision of meditation was blurry, and the magical light couldn't get through at all.

Although Gretel said yesterday that he could see clearly at a difference of five levels, he himself knew the Ain stone he took out. How can a level 1 magic item be seen?
"Teacher, borrow your staff."

Gretel has turned to Elder Erwin.The elder raised his staff tacitly, lifted the boy with one hand, pressed him down on the stool and sat down, leaning the oak staff behind him with the other.Gretel cast the spell quickly, the elder circled halfway, walked to Gretel's side, and was pleasantly surprised:

"Ah! I can see it!"

Huh?
Did you take a picture directly?

Gretel was a little surprised.

He didn't expect this thing to emit light directly, nor did he expect to show shadows.

Anyway, the mediastinum swings, the diaphragm moves down, the transparency increases, and there are a lot of indicators on imaging, which can help doctors guess where the foreign body is...

"What are you masters doing behind my back?"

The bald-headed bishop laughed and scolded, and also rushed over.He opened his eyes wide and looked left and right: "Where is it? Where is it?"

"That's not how you see it, you see it with a meditative vision..."

Elder Erwin pointed him.

The bald-headed bishop closed his eyes, took a closer look, and then let out a "ha".A thick finger like a carrot poked straight into the boy's chest:

"That's right! It's here! I saw it too!"

Level five... that's right.The old magician recalled the statement in the thesis that the difference between the magic item and the person being observed is five levels, and it can be seen clearly.

He looked at his grandson again, the apprentice of the mage;
Look at Elder Erwin—a dark brown linen robe with three green leaves embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs, clearly an eighth-level priest.

He has also heard the characteristics of the natural gods.

More than enough.

The old magician also hurried over.As an eleventh-level magician, he can only enter meditation faster, with a little concentration—nothing at all.Turning his head again, Gretel stood aside, his face embarrassed:

"The duration is up..."

Oh, and the kid is still an apprentice.Detect magic, the duration is not long, a total of only 30 seconds.Elder Erwin and the bald bishop, the two of them had seen it, and when he came over, it was just over.

Okay, it's just a trick, who can't.The old magician didn't even need to recite the spell silently, and the magic thought was detected immediately.In the vision of meditation, a magical aura came through immediately.

The aura inspired by the oak rod is extremely bright.Under the magic of the old magician, the grandson's sternum and ribs were clearly illuminated piece by piece.A small diamond-shaped stone was embedded in a large shadow, and it was illuminated by the detection magic.

"I can see clearly..."

The old magician groaned.He took a deep breath, and for the first time since last night until now, his anxiety has been soothed.He turned to look at Gretel and nodded in approval:

"This magic does work. You're fine."

- Don't be nice!
Give us extra points!

Gretel wanted to shout like that.However, he also knew that this was not the time to struggle with grading, so he bowed his head slightly and expressed his gratitude.The old magician turned to Elder Erwin:
"Since you can see it, can you please help?"

"I'll try." The elder whispered, approached the boy, and raised his right hand.Between the spread fingers, a slender vine quietly poked out.

"Don't! Help!!!"

The bear boy screamed hoarsely, leaning back as hard as he could, avoiding the vines that stretched out in front of his face.

While dodging, he kicked his legs wildly. If Elder Erwin hadn't dragged him in time, he would have rolled off the stool.

"George! Be obedient!"

"do not--"

Both voices shouted at the same time.The old magician scolded his grandson sharply, and Gretel rushed forward and grabbed Elder Erwin's hand:
"You can't take it so directly!"

"How to say?"

"Uh... let's go out and talk?"

Gretel looked at the crying bear child and lowered his voice.With everyone's eyes focused, the old magician was embarrassed, muttered a few words in a low voice, and pointed at him.

The bear child opened his mouth, his face full of horror, but the whole person was frozen there, unable to move.The old magician raised his hand and threw him on the bed:

"Just say it right here."

uh... well...

Gretel looked around with a probe and made sure that the bear child was under control and would not jump up and roll around, and he was a little relieved:

"Teacher, what you see is a plane! The lungs are three-dimensional, and you can't just guess how the vines go inside!"

"Just let it grow in on its own."

"Teacher! There are branches in the lungs. What if you take the wrong road!"

"...Then you know how to get there?"

"Of course I do! Uh, I'll show you a drawing..."

Before he could find it by himself, Elliot took the initiative to run out, taking a pen and paper.Gretel raised his feet and put them down, standing there, a little happy:
After a month or two of travel, I finally got to the point where someone helped me run errands as long as I opened my mouth ^_^
Master Elliott ran down, and then ran up again, holding a particularly large roll of paper, which he laid out diligently.Gretel smiled bitterly: "It doesn't need to be so big..."

He turned his head and looked at the bear child's figure, brushed a little, and drew it on the paper.

According to the size of the torso of a ten-year-old child, he first outlined the entire chest cavity, the position of the clavicle, the position of each rib, and then the two lobes of the lungs.Next, I changed another red pen to draw from the nasopharynx, trachea, and bronchus in one breath:
"These two pieces are lungs. There are trachea in the lungs. Teacher, look at the trachea. Only the trachea is the place where the vines can go...

The lower end of the trachea, separated from left to right, is the left and right main bronchi.

The right bronchus is thicker and steeper, and it branches down like this..."

Brush brush, the right bronchus is divided into three branches under his pen, and the three branches are separated from each other, and 10 branches are scattered like branches.

Elder Erwin put his hands on the table and stretched his neck beside him, looking dizzy:
"Wait, let me remember - how come there are so many branches!"

Not so much.Gretel sighed:

"Then, the blood vessels in the lungs are all close to the bronchi, so we divide the lungs into different bronchopulmonary segments according to the segmental bronchi... The right lung has 10 lung segments..."

"Isn't this a tongue twister?" the bald bishop blurted out.

well said.I thought the same thing when I first learned this passage.

Gretel spreads his hands lazily.The bald bishop continued to complain: "So the left lung is also 10?"

"...No, the left lung is 8 segments."

Gretel rolled his dead fish eyes at him.

Surprised or not?

Not surprised?

Back then, the teacher teased us like this when we were solving the problem...

The two of them had a small fight, and Elder Erwin was still frowning, rote memorizing.While backing, he muttered: "It's so hard to remember..."

It's really hard to remember.Gretel has a lot in his heart. He drew this picture according to the textbook. God's "Topical Anatomy" is full of floor plans, and the drawing is not easy to understand at all.Almost killed him back then...

If some classmates hadn't shared the Color Atlas of Knight's Human Anatomy, he wouldn't know when he would be able to memorize it just by rote memorization.

"By the way, you just said that the lungs are three-dimensional - so these trachea are drawn inwards or outwards? How should my vines go?"

　Thanks to @龙九哥, @Screw ls for the 100 starting point coins

　　The protagonist's take for granted: the bronchoscope can be taken, and the vines can certainly be taken

　　The elders take it for granted: the vines can grow in and they can be taken out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)