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

Someone is coming again! When Grete turned around, he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised:

"Priest Donald!"

This is another old acquaintance, Priest Donald from the Temple of the Spring Goddess. He is considered to be the only person in the Temple of the Spring Goddess that Grete has improved his favorability to friendly level. Because he messed up the exploration team's affairs before, he seemed to be ordered to face the wall and reflect, but now it seems that he has been released?

"Priest Donald, will your temple also come to help?"

"I was passing by." Priest Donald strode in. Looking left and right, I saw the various marks on the wounded, and my eyes lit up:

"That's a great idea! - Little Grete, where do you need my help most?"

"This woman!" Gretel pointed at the middle-aged woman with an abdominal injury. Priest Donald looked down and immediately frowned:

"With such an injury... I'm afraid I can't do it..."

"Cure as many as you can! Wait for the elders and others to come over!"

"Will they come?"

"of course!"

Priest Donald said no more. He stood side by side with the two low-ranking priests he had brought, praying quietly. Handfuls after handfuls of white light were sprinkled on the wounded body. Grete rushed over and observed carefully. As expected, the middle-aged woman's aura gradually stabilized under the treatment. Even so, Gretel was a little worried:

The damage to the internal organs is getting worse. When will the big guys come?

The big guys are indeed on their way.

The bald bishop ran out of the city lord's palace, looked around and saw a crowd of people in the square at the entrance, and walked away. ——With such a crowded flow of people, no means of transportation can be as fast as two legs.

After running two steps, a gust of wind blew past him. Elder Erwin's robes billowed and he was already chasing after him.

The two looked at each other and started racing in a tacit understanding - no one could run slower than that old man/bald man!

However, the high priest of the Spring Goddess Temple is not so anxious. He stood up slowly, accompanied the city lord, Viscount Joan, out slowly, and lined up slowly to get into the carriage...

The city lord, the high priest, the magician, and the nobles who were curious to see, all lined up in an orderly manner and set off one by one. Master Gehrman was caught in the crowd and heard a woman chattering in the back row:

"That kid is just a priest apprentice! If you give him such a torment, maybe those who don't need to die will die half as much!"

If Gretel could hear this discussion, he would definitely say: Don't say half of them die, even if only one dies, I don't want to see it! He handed the middle-aged woman to Priest Donald and ran towards the black area without looking back. The red zone and the yellow zone have been arranged. If the team has spare capacity, because they hope that the two people who are unlikely to be left behind can be rescued, they must be rescued!

There were only two injured people in the black area. A grown man and a little girl. The two priests of the Church of Nature, Anthony and Joanna, were sweating profusely as they watched each other while performing healing spells.

Gretel quickened his pace. Two steps away from the black zone, Joanna had already shouted:

"She's out of breath!"

"Lila - my Lila -"

A sharp cry suddenly arose. Gretel's heart suddenly shrank, and she almost wanted to stop and look back.

This girl...is the daughter of the young woman he saw when he first arrived at the accident scene? Is it the daughter whose mother broke her leg and was crawling on the ground, desperately trying to save her?

Was it the child who he judged as having no breathing or heartbeat and directly marked him as black, so that he was rescued in the end?

If it could be earlier... if she could be saved first... After all, her heartbeat and breathing had recovered before, and if she could be treated in time, maybe... maybe...

am I wrong?

No, I'm not wrong!

Grete gritted his teeth and quickened his pace. During a major disaster, the principles of sorting the wounded and the hierarchical rescue order are rules summarized with the blood and lives of countless people. They can only be followed and cannot be exceeded!

"Continue the healing!" He shouted loudly and rushed over:

"I came to see her!—Are you just out of breath?"

"Yes!" Joanna replied hastily. She raced against time to answer this sentence, and immediately lowered her head to pray, and Grete's question came to her again:

"Where's the heartbeat?"

Joanna waved her hands quickly. She couldn't even take the time to speak, and the three mysterious and wild red marks on her face were as dull as stickers. She chanted quickly, and Gretel rushed forward and felt the girl's pulse, and then touched the carotid artery. Her heart tightened, and then relaxed again.

Cardiac arrest. However, the feeling of the carotid artery under his fingertips told him that the little girl's blood volume was still there and that she had not lost enough blood to the point where there was no hope. has hope! There is still hope of recovery!

"Continue to maintain the healing technique! I will do the rest!"

The little girl lay on her back on the long wooden table in the restaurant, her face pale and silent, and her nose never moved. Grete glanced at the height of the table, immediately stretched out his hand, turned over on the table, and knelt on both sides of the little girl:

"CPR! - You are responsible for artificial respiration!"

Thank God! Fortunately, I told them about cardiopulmonary resuscitation before... They don't need to perform external cardiac compressions, they are only responsible for artificial respiration. I hope they don't lose the chain!

one time! Twice! Three times! ...29! 30!

"Blow!"

Gretel roared. Joanna quickly leaned over, tilted the little girl's head back, and pinched her nose. Take a deep breath, cover the little girl's lips with your lips, and blow out hard!

Grete looked at the little girl's chest without blinking. Once, twice, continue the external compressions!

Thirty external cardiac compressions, two blows, another thirty external compressions, two more blows! The cycle goes on and on without stopping!

The tabletop was so hard that Grete only knelt for a minute or two before his knees hurt like knives. He completed five cycles in one breath, his arms were sore and he was sweating like rain, but he still didn't dare to stop for a moment - press the carotid artery, try to breathe, confirm that the heartbeat and breathing have not recovered, and continue!

According to the guidelines, when two or more people are performing external compressions, they should change the person every 2 minutes, or every five cycles. Gretel didn't dare to let anyone take over - even new doctors who passed the examination may not have standard actions when rescuing patients for the first time, not to mention these priests who had only listened to the lecture!

Persevere, persist, little Lila's life is under your palm!

Hold on, Gretel!

If you can do it, you can definitely do it! Among senior doctors, some people once persisted alone for more than an hour until they brought someone back from the brink of death!

When will the reinforcements come?

Grete gritted his teeth and pressed down the weight of his upper body. Pressing down, lifting up, pressing down again, and lifting up again, the sweat on her forehead and raindrops seemed to be dripping on the little girl's body. Joanna raised her head and glanced at him. She had no time to speak, but she chanted the prayers faster and more urgently.

"I am coming!"

A shout came from the door. Elder Erwin rushed in, followed closely by the bald bishop. The two people looked left and right, and rushed to Gretel's side at the same time, and gentle and abundant light rain fell down.

Grete ignored them, gritted his teeth, and pressed down again and again. After this set of cardiopulmonary resuscitation and another checkup, as soon as Little Lila's carotid artery was connected, a huge surprise immediately swept through Grete's body.

Under the fingertips, it was full of life, beating one by one. The little girl's heartbeat has recovered!

Rescued...

Rescued!

Gretel heaved a sigh of relief and struggled to jump off the table. However, as soon as he moved, he felt severe pain in his knees. His body softened and he fell diagonally to the table.

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