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

Chapter 83 Practice with models first, then practice with people

this……

From two-dimensional to three-dimensional, he could recite the book to death. How could he explain it to these novices...

It would be great if there was a lung model...

Grete thought with great nostalgia.

He didn't even expect to have a specimen, he just wanted a model. If I had this in my previous life, I could have bought it on Taobao!

Simulated human body proportions, the left and right lung lobes are each divided into three pieces, the trachea, bronchi, arteries, and veins are dyed separately and can be disassembled!

For just a few dozen dollars, you can get free shipping!

Grete misses her past life with infinite regret. Where can he buy things that were readily available at that time? Even if there is a place to place an order, there is no one-stop delivery service!

correct!

He can make it fresh!

Gretel jumped up. Magic tricks can create small items! As rough as it may be, as false as it may be, as long as it works!

He waved his hands and carefully shaped it in the void bit by bit. Under the fingertips, a model that connects the nasopharynx to the lungs and includes the trachea and bronchi gradually appears.

As soon as he calmed down, the vine in Elder Erwin's hand couldn't wait to reach in.

"No! Teacher, the bronchoscope usually passes through the nasal cavity!"

I have to say, the boss is the boss. Gretel watched helplessly as Elder Erwin walked to the model with a seed in his hand. Without making gestures or chanting incantations, slender and delicate vines grow in the wind and penetrate into the model's nasal cavity.

Grow, grow. The elder's fingertips didn't even move, and the vine had already retreated. The elder raised his face and looked at the anxious old magician:

"It went very well. Throw something in and let's try again?"

This is possible too? !

Gretel recalled that in his previous life, their colleagues in the Department of Respiratory Medicine held a laryngoscope in one hand and a bronchoscope in the other, carefully twisting it in. It really made them shed tears of sympathy.

Although the field of view is much better than here - the Olympus electronic bronchoscope comes with a large screen, and you can clearly see what is going on in the airway, unlike here where it is completely blind. However, it is troublesome to put down the pipe!

For such a thin tracheobronchi, the bronchoscope should try to move in the middle without touching the inner wall of the trachea. Otherwise, the airway spasm and the patient's feeling of suffocation will still be mild. If a tumor or the like is touched, there will be heavy bleeding...

Oh haha.

That's all a matter of testing the doctor's skills!

Unlike now, the vines are alive, alive... they can grow by themselves, and the owner doesn't have to exert any force at all...

Gretel squatted aside and drew circles. When the old magician heard that everything went well, his face lit up, he dug in his pocket and took out another Ioun Stone. He handed it to the elder and said without any distress: "Throw it away while you watch!"

Elder Erwin took a look at it, threw it into the model, picked up the model and shook it twice. When the rattling sounds inside calmed down, he activated the vines again and carefully reached in.

In less than two minutes, the tip of the slender green vine curled up with a small stone, and it slowly retracted...

"Is it okay?"

"It's best to have a guide." Elder Erwin thought for a while: "When my vines went in, I still advanced and retreated, and explored the path several times. When it comes to taking action, it's best not to turn back and succeed the first time. ——Little Grete?”

Gretel had actually been thinking about the problem of directions. Ordinary bronchoscopes have an electronic screen, and he can direct them; without an electronic screen, there is an eyepiece to see inside, and he can still give instructions. But this kind of thing has no field of vision at all and relies purely on the operator's touch——

"Teacher, I can't see your vines." He first pointed out his difficulty. Without waiting for the elder to be embarrassed, he continued with confidence:

"Can you put a thin metal wire in the vine? It doesn't have to be thick, just as thick as a hair. I can see where the vine goes and show you the way."

"This... let me give it a try..."

Facts have proved that Elder Erwin's control is still very strong. The vines deformed slightly, almost adsorbing a delicate thin golden thread, growing long in the wind. Gretel turned on the detection magic silently. In his meditation field of vision, dark lines swayed slightly, raising his head like a snake.

"Okay. I can see it."

Grete looked relaxed. The old magician breathed a long sigh of relief: "That's good. Can we start now? What else do you need?"

This question was about Gretel. By this time, the old magician had already seen that this young man, who was both a mage's apprentice and a priest's apprentice, was the host of this treatment. If you don’t ask him, who should you ask?

Although Gretel is young and low-level, and cannot do many things, he seems to have a complete plan in mind when others are still confused. The old magician even felt that if there was a suitable external object, Gretel could complete the treatment alone.

He was soon glad he'd asked. Elder Erwin remained silent, and the bald bishop remained silent as well. It seemed to them that it was natural for Gretel to preside over everything. Gretel stood there and thought for a while, then started asking questions one by one:

"Has George had breakfast this morning?"

"No. He said he felt uncomfortable and couldn't eat."

"What about drinking water? A drop of water counts as drinking, milk, juice, these are all counted as drinking. Have you drank it?"

"No." The old magician was worried about his grandson again and frowned. "How can I bear it if I don't eat or drink at such a young age..."

Halfway through sighing, Grete's expression relaxed slightly and the corners of his eyes slightly curved. "It's fine if you don't eat or drink. - Lord Bishop, can your previous magic that makes people feel no pain paralyze the throat so that you can't feel anything inserted into it?"

"Ah...uh..."

The bald bishop was speechless. His head tilted to the left and then to the right. After thinking for a long time, he still shook his head:

"I don't know.—Is it important?"

"It's very important. The throat is not paralyzed, and the vines cannot enter, it will kill people!"

Gretel gave a serious warning. In the previous life, without anesthesia, who would dare to undergo a bronchoscopy? Choking and suffocating can lead to death in serious cases, okay?

The bald bishop is in trouble. He scratched his head and scratched his head for a long time. Fortunately, he was bald, otherwise his hair would have been pulled out. Finally, he finally came to a conclusion that was not a conclusion:

"Sacred magic mainly depends on the guidance of the caster. I can focus my power mainly on the throat, but I'm really not sure if it will work. ... Otherwise, let's find someone to give it a try?"

"It would be great if you are willing to try." Master Gehrman heard this from the side. Now he finally heard a glimmer of hope and breathed a sigh of relief. "Wait a moment, I'm going to call a servant. - Black!"

"Master Mage, what are your orders?"

Immediately a young man opened the door and came in, bowing and saluting. Grete recognized that he was the servant of the Master Tower, who was responsible for running errands on the fifth floor and serving Master Gehrman's food and daily life. When Grete was reading on the first floor, he would occasionally catch him bragging among the servants, such as "the mage turned me into a frog", and so on. He was so excited that a group of people gathered around him and marveled.

But at this moment, after hearing what Master Gehrman told him to do, the young man's face turned pale and changed from Black to White:

"F...Master Mage...I have always served you loyally...loyal, loyal..."

Ta-ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta-ta. The young servant's legs were shaking like he was playing a pipa, and the floor made a loud sound.

Thanks to @Long Jiudi for the 100 starting coins reward

You can actually buy the model on Taobao, it really only costs a few dozen yuan...

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