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

Judging from the seats in the hall, it is obvious that the priest has the highest status among this group of people.

He said "let go", and even the knight did not retort, and took a step back to the side with a sullen face. The restraint on Grete's body was immediately released. He staggered to his feet, nodded meaningfully to the priest, and ran towards the child on his feet.

"Hmph! How rude..."

The knight snorted coldly. The priest interrupted him in a low voice: "Stop talking and look!"

Grete's run couldn't have been more timely. Still two or three steps away, the boy with a knife on his neck woke up as if from a dream, thrashing his limbs and crying loudly. Although he cried fiercely, he could not make any sound, which made the child more frightened, tears streaming down his face, his arms and legs twitching, and he was about to lose his breath again.

Grete rushed in at this moment. He flung himself forward, pressing his whole body on top of the child, holding down the two calves with his weight. Then, he grabbed the child's arms with one hand, stroked his cheek with the other, and comforted him repeatedly:

"Don't be afraid, you're okay, you're okay...you'll be fine once you can breathe...don't be afraid, don't be afraid...breathe with me, breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe..."

The voice went from high to low, from rapid to slow, and was full of concern. The child was really soothed by him, opened his big round eyes, and started breathing following his voice. Inhale, exhale, inhale again, exhale again...

Soon the twitching stopped. Although he was still crying pitifully because of the pain in his neck, his demeanor was much calmer.

It is not mentioned in surgical textbooks and diagnosis and treatment guidelines. This trick was taught verbally and heart-to-heart by Gretel's teacher in his previous life, the old director of the emergency department. ——Tracheotomy without anesthesia. After the operation is completed, the patient must be calmed!

Already suffocating due to lack of oxygen, a knife was suddenly cut on his neck. The patient struggled in fear and consumed oxygen faster. If you don't comfort her well, she will go into shock every minute.

...By the way, you also need to appease your family members and people around you... Otherwise, if you put down the knife here, you will be beaten up by the brave people there, or even handcuffed by the police. Don't say it is unforeseen.

Gretel's thoughts were flowing and she was filled with emotions. It wasn't that he forgot the teacher's instructions just now, or he was knocked out by the knight before he had time to do it. Finally, the knight was merciful and did not kill him on the spot, otherwise, he would probably have to travel through time again.

Thinking of the knight, I heard the knight talking behind him. His voice was low, sounding like he was whispering to the priest next to him:

"Can someone save someone by cutting their neck?"

"...I have never seen such treatment." The priest replied. Perhaps because of his spellcasting profession, the priest's voice was soothing and clear, which was quite different from the knight's deep and deep voice. Even if it was the first day he met them, Gretel could immediately distinguish their voices:

"However, he is quite confident. Moreover, the child is indeed no longer holding his breath, and his neck was cut open, and he did not immediately bleed to death..."

That's for sure. I have become very familiar with the anatomy of the neck since I was in college. If cricothyroidotomy can actually cut the carotid artery and large blood vessels, I can just die!

Gretel complained silently.

After comforting the boy in his arms, he breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up. The priest had been watching with interest. Seeing him stop, he couldn't help but ask:

"Is this good?"

"Morning." Grete replied, panting slightly. He looked around and didn't see what he was looking for, so he knelt on the ground, raised his head, and shouted to the crowd watching:

"Give me the tube! Hard! Clean! - Quick!"

"Did you hear that? Hard pipe! Clean one! Find it quickly!"

A rich sound interface. Grete glanced at it and saw that it was Uncle Edmund, the farmer who had brought them in earlier. The farmer was very prestigious on the farm. When he gave the order, seven or eight people ran away, apparently looking for something.

Gretel was slightly relieved. He turned around and saw the peasant woman who had rushed in with her child huddled aside with tears on her face. She wanted to reach out to hug the child but didn't dare to. He breathed out and asked her softly:

"When did the child start to feel uncomfortable?"

"During dinner... then it became increasingly difficult, so I just..."

The onset time is about one hour. Gretel silently wrote down a medical history in his mind, and then asked:

"What did you eat for dinner? What did you drink? Is there anything unusual?"

"Black bread, beans... we all eat them together, every day, and everything was fine before..."

"So, have you come across anything rare? Where is it being painted nearby? What fruits have you picked? What flowers have you come across?"

Grete patiently continued to ask. He was already used to searching for allergens, asking about everything from his diet to his surroundings, whether he had touched, touched, or smelled anything strange, and whether he had done anything he did not normally do. Ask about everything no matter how small it is, and don’t let go of any details.

I remember once rescuing a patient with severe allergies. The cause of the allergy was finally found to be that when the patient was walking past a fruit stand, a gust of wind happened to blow over him...

Allergy to peach hairs.

The doctor was forced to become a celebrity detective.

He spoke softly and asked carefully one by one. The peasant woman kept shaking her head with tears in her eyes. As Grete asked, he focused half his attention on the child and answered the priest's question:

"What do you want the pipe for?"

"Insert it into the trachea! - Where's the tube! Why isn't it here yet!"

"I'm coming!"

A man rushed out of the kitchen. He opened his left hand outwards and waved it hard to signal the people around him to spread out and stay out of the way; his right hand held something high. He ran closer, panting, and stuffed it into Grete's hand:

"Here comes the pipe! Let's see if it works! - I can clean it easily!"

Gretel lowered his head. In the palm of the hand, a chicken leg bone lay quietly, with both ends cut off to reveal the hollow interior. Gretel glanced sideways at the bone. The marrow in the center of the leg bone was almost clean, and he could see the candlelight coming from the other end.

...Okay, let's make do.

There is no sterile packaging, a polyvinyl chloride disposable endotracheal tube, not even a piece of bamboo - bamboo probably doesn't grow on this land - there is a hollow chicken bone, let's use it first.

Grete shrugged. Rubbing his thumb on the cut of the chicken leg bone, he frowned and handed the bone back:

"The cut is too sharp. Smooth it out."

"this……"

Uncle Edmund was in trouble. A hand was gently and deftly stretched out beside him, but it was the priest who took the chicken bone from Gretel's palm and handed it to the knight:

"Roman, please help me."

The Roman knight's expression darkened again. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to take the chicken bone, rubbed the pad of his right thumb on the incision, turned it over, and rubbed it again. Bone fragments fell, and the sharp cuts made by the kitchen knife on both ends of the chicken leg bones became smooth visibly to the naked eye.

Gretel opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but let out a soft "Wow".

Just rub it with your hands!

The thumb replaces the whetstone!

Just so gently!

Are the knights in this world physically so strong?

Before he could close his open mouth, the priest had already handed back the ground chicken bones. While handing it over, he asked curiously:

"Insert the trachea? How? Why do you want to insert it?"

"——Wow! It really went in!"