Durin's Diary

Chapter 352 The Thread of Destiny
In Du Lin's view, saving people was just a small episode.

But in the eyes of many people, this is a brand new technology.

Finance Minister Sidney, who had previously ignored Du Lin, now came to greet Du Lin with his grandson Kakaniff.

He praised Durin's skills and said that he never thought that Durin, as a grassland elf craftsman, would have such a way to save people.

"I begin to understand the praise His Majesty and the Queen give you, and I also understand why they are willing to entrust Princess Reed to you." The old man said this, shaking hands with Dulin. "Please, when you have free time, please come visit the Venim family. Let me, a native of Paris, do my best to show my hospitality."

"Thank you for your invitation. I will definitely make time for you in the next period of time."

After seeing this person off, Du Lin looked at Reed.

"What do you think about Kakanif and Una, Lid?" Dulin asked with a smile.

"Oona really likes him, and Kakanif often comes to see her." At this point, Reed, who had just been paying attention to the new manuscript of the detective and the doctor in her hand, was silent for a moment, then laughed: "I will promote them in front of Gala's mother."

Du Lin reached out and stroked the little girl's head.

Then he was bitten by this kitten-like girl.

"I'm not stupid," she said, then smiled and nudged Du Lin with her head. "By the way, can you play with me the day after tomorrow? I'm attending a small salon in Paris."

"No problem." Du Lin nodded.

The next morning, Astrid took Melinda back to Sidney Union. She was Una's good friend and was always willing to do something for her.

Durin was not polite and personally made a pair of battle axes for Una. They were the large one-handed axes with pickaxe tips that the red-skinned men in the Highlands liked most.

I believe she will be very happy.

Of course, he did not miss Kakanif's gift. The whole gun was embossed from the firing pin to the bottom of the magazine. The handguard of the gun handle was made of Tyrannosaurus teeth with a white texture. This was a terrestrial dragon that could not speak human language. It was like a beast and had rights that only humans had.

The druids in this world are easy to talk to. Sometimes they will even take the initiative to help hunt down these monsters that invade the villages in the human world from time to time and threaten people.

Du Lin also left a piece of paper in the gun box.

'May the two newlyweds live happily ever after.'

It is said that the destination of marriage and death is the grave, and Du Lin has always been very patient and efficient in persuading people to move towards death.

"What's up? Why are you so happy?" Tanya, who had just finished a round of training at the training ground, asked curiously, "This is the first time I've seen you smile like this. You look like a thief who just stole a wallet."

Du Lin told Tan Ya what he had done.

"You are so mean. That child seems to be only fourteen years old."

"He's attracted to someone who's not good enough. Lid read his mind yesterday and immediately decided to match him up with Una. As Lid's husband, I should also join in on the fun."

"Then I have to speed up my progress. I can't wait until I become stronger, otherwise you will be squeezed into an elf dragon by your sisters. That would be bad." Having said that, Tanya lowered her head and kissed Du Lin.

Du Lin felt dizzy. It was truly wonderful to have such a wonderful northern hemisphere and to be able to live again. · Useless thing.

Daju cursed.

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The next day, Durin came to the Church of Suffering as scheduled. The bishop of the Church of Suffering had another name called the Archbishop. This old man with gray hair had a very interesting name called Michael Weasley.

He also volunteered that he was from Sidney and was George Weasley's uncle.

"Regarding your methods, Mr. Durin, I discussed them with our medical team after returning. They said that your use of needles and syringes was very rough, resembling first aid techniques used in field conditions. However, they had never seen such methods in the Great Woods or the Great Wastelands, so they wanted to know if such procedures were practiced in the Eastern Elven Territory."

"This is just my own idea. As you know, I'm a craftsman, so my ideas often differ from those of the medical team." At this point, Du Lin also mentioned his first aid concept: "Normally, I should use a suction device to remove the phlegm, but I didn't have one at the time, so I had to use a needle."

"Well, you're absolutely right. In that situation, even for me, the worst-case scenario would be to make a hole in the trachea, because if I don't, the patient will surely die."

"Yes. I don't know which church they're looking for, nor do I know when rescuers will arrive, but I do know the fatal principle of hanging. A broken cervical vertebra will only cause high-level paraplegia. The person on the gallows will eventually die from blocked blood vessels. If a person's heart stops beating and they can't breathe air, they will face the same dilemma during hanging. So if it can't be treated in time, the person will definitely die."

At this point, Du Lin briefly mentioned why people would die if they didn't breathe, and speculated whether the air contained elements necessary for humans.

Du Lin had read all these medical books and confirmed that no one had ever mentioned them.

McCain nodded repeatedly. "Your observation is truly remarkable. The medical team at the Church of Suffering also share this view."

Du Lin then explained his approach and views.

When I explained the phlegm accumulation, Michael nodded in agreement. "Our church has performed autopsies on many bodies, and we've indeed found phlegm accumulation and large pieces of food debris in some people's tracheas. Your technique is truly professional."

Du Lin then explained many first aid tools that he had not yet made, and also explained to the old man their effects and how to use them.

"It's very interesting." At this point, McCain sighed: "Our medical team has thousands of doctors, but they are no match for you."

"I'm just a child standing on the shoulders of giants." Du Lin expressed his humility with a smile.

"I read what you said in the newspaper a few days ago. Now everyone is trying to figure out who your giant is." At this point, Chief Brother McCain laughed heartily. "Dulin, you've done a great job, my good boy. I'll report the tools you left me to the General Church and also send a note to the Church of the Twin Mothers and the Church of the Primordial Creator. I believe these tools will play an even greater role in the future."

"Does that mean I can leave now?"

"No, on the contrary, I would very much like you to replicate your operation for my medical team now."

"Well, patients aren't that easy to find, are they?"

"No, child. The underground morgue of the God of Suffering holds many who died from similar circumstances. They decided early in life to dedicate themselves to their beliefs and the advancement of medicine. I, with great humility, invite you to join our medical team and strive to fulfill their wishes."

Du Lin thought about it and said, "Okay."

These people are not afraid of death, so what else could Du Lin be afraid of?

(End of this chapter)