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

Chapter 124 Field Doctor, Attack!
"Bring it in!" Gretel glanced at them and immediately shouted at them.After shouting, he turned his head and ran towards his tent. The city guards behind him collectively breathed a sigh of relief, carried the stretcher, and followed quickly.

"Great you—"

Immediately someone wanted to stop it.Fortunately, Gretel is well-known in Hartland City. As soon as the speaker opened his mouth, he was pulled by his companions: let him cure him if he wants to. The amount of healing for a first-level priest is limited, and there is not much to waste. Why bother to offend people.

Gretel no longer cares about the commotion over there.He took a quick look at the wounded, but fortunately, there was no acquaintance.The problem is, the wounded either don't come, or there are five of them:
One had a bloody head, one had an arm cut off, and one had a broken leg; the fourth had his chest collapsed, and the fifth lay dying on a stretcher, with no obvious injuries at a glance. .

...but I only have one pair of hands!
Gretel was instantly stressed.And others can complain, but he can't complain: he asked for the job, and it is indeed his wish to save as many people as possible.He picked up a basket, ran to the door of the big tent he had prepared, and stood aside:
"Carry them in one by one! Give me a look before you go in!"

The one with the bleeding head was carried over first.Gretel leaned over to look, asking:
"How did you get hurt?—did you faint?"

"I was hit by a flying stone! I fainted just now, but now, I seem to be a little awake now..."

Brain injury from blunt impact.Lost consciousness for a while.Gretel quickly glanced around the wound, and silently added:
... No brain tissue spillage has been seen for the time being.

Not so fast.Gretel immediately ordered:

"Carry it in and lie down. The hair around the wound is shaved, and the blood is wiped dry. If the wounded vomits, make sure you don't choke on the vomit. I'll come and see him later. ——Next!"

The next one had a severed arm.The upper arm is tightly tied with a cloth belt, and the face is like gold paper. Although the person is unconscious, he is still alive.Gretel glanced and saw no other injuries, picked up a spinning tourniquet from the basket, and put it on the injured immediately:
"Carry it in and lie down! Turn the stick vigorously, tighten the strap, fix the stick and then untie the cloth strap! I'll see in a while! - Next!"

The one with the broken leg still observed the vital signs, stopped the bleeding, and carried it in.As for the one with the chest completely collapsed, Gretel touched the carotid artery and breathing, rolled his eyelids, saw that the heartbeat and breathing had stopped, and the pupil dilated by 8 mm, he immediately shook his head:
"It's dead, take it away! - next!"

"How is it possible! You save him! Save the captain—" The soldier who carried the man stretched out his hand and tugged at him.Gretel stepped aside and shouted:

"Bernard!"

The barbarian let out a roar, stretched out his giant palm, picked up the opponent's collar, and threw it out like throwing a ball.The soldier at the other end of the stretcher wiped his tears, dragged the stretcher, turned around and ran away.Gretel continued to shout without turning his eyes:
"Next!"

Hey, it's good to have security guards - security guards with combat power are even better.Gretel sighed secretly. After checking the last injured person, he turned around and entered the tent.At a glance, he saw that the injured man with head injury was still shaving his head, so he passed him and went straight to the one with the broken arm.

"My lord pastor, can you let his hands grow back—" the soldier carrying the wounded man asked nervously.Gretel shook his head quickly: "It can't be done. He has to amputate."

If you bring a severed limb, which has a good blood supply, and I have enough time, maybe I can give it a try.out of thin air?

I definitely can't do it!

"That--"

"go out!"

With a shout, the barbarian couldn't help but grab the man and throw him out of the tent.Gretel took a deep breath: Although he was in a hurry and didn't even have an assistant, he had to do this amputation operation!
Vascular clamp, go!

Before the great battle, we don't know how many soldiers have to be rescued, and every point of mana has to be saved.Gretel didn't release the mage's hand, but the scalpel and retractor flew lightly, cut the skin five or six centimeters above the section, separated, turned up the flaps, and pulled out the blood vessels of the upper arm one by one:
Brachial artery and vein, clamped, severed, healed!
Deep brachial artery, clamped, severed, healed the fracture!
Radial accessory artery, middle accessory artery, ulnar superior accessory artery, processed, cephalic vein, basilic vein, processed——

After dissecting and treating rabbits for several months, Gretel has become very proficient in release therapy.There are so many blood vessels that need to be cut and then stitched. He didn't even release the treatment for minor injuries. He just pulled a cloud of positive energy and healed those millimeter-thin blood vessels.

Then cut the radial and median nerves, cut off the muscles, and allow the muscles to retract upwards to expose the broken bones.Above the section of the upper arm, two centimeters below the height of the severed blood vessels, a circle of color was dyed by magic tricks:
"Bernard," he called to the mighty savage beside him:

"Give you an axe, can you cut exactly where I dyed?"

"No problem!" Bernard looked down and slapped his chest.Gretel picked up the injured man's severed limb, carefully wiped the ax blade with alcohol, and handed it to Bernard:
"Cut it right! Don't cut it at an angle!"

brush!The blade whizzed down.The limbs that the orthopedic bosses needed to saw for half a day to separate fell under the barbarian's ax with one blow.

"do not!"

There was another scream from the tent door.The warrior who was thrown out scrambled and rushed over: "Captain, captain!—Huh?"

The injured did not scream or struggle at all.The blood vessels and nerves had been severed beforehand, and the ax did not bleed much, nor did it cause too much pain.

The soldier ran up to him, just in time to see Gretel fish something out of the jar and rub it on the broken bone.Then continue to pick up the small tweezers, turn down the skin flap that was left in advance, and wrap it around the section properly.

After a minimally invasive treatment, the skin flap with a length of more than ten centimeters was completely healed and stitched tightly.

"This, this...? Are you ready?"

"Barely save your life." Gretel shook his head wearily.He pointed to the corner of the tent, motioned to carry the injured over for observation, and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Next!"

Closed fracture of the femur, detection of magic... traction reduction under the guidance of X-ray surgery!
Skull fracture, X-ray examination revealed that it was a linear fracture of the calvaria, which did not sink into the brain.No CT, no MRI, throw a healing technique, let him lie on the side, pay attention to observation!
The last one who was comatose had abdominal bleeding, was opened for exploration, the ruptured spleen was healed, and the abdomen was closed with sutures!
It's finally healed... After finishing the last stitch, Gretel straightened up, and immediately heard a "gurgling" sound from his stomach.He was about to go out to find something to eat, when outside the tent, a loud and anxious voice sounded again:

"Grete, do you accept people here?!"

"Take it!" Gretel turned around and ran out again: "Line up, come in one by one, let me see first!"

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