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

Chapter 1341 Is it feasible to use magic to rehydrate?
The front line is intertwined with swords, and flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

Enemies with black and gray bodies, ugly and blurred faces, and elves who turned into giant bears, elves in armor, and stumpy old trees were strangled together.

Bernard was wearing heavy armor and charged at the front line, waving the big bone stick in his hand vertically and horizontally.From time to time, blood burst out from the barbarian's body, but there was always a white healing technique falling in time.

From time to time, a phantom appeared on the big bone stick, roaring, swallowing an enemy in one gulp, biting hard...

I don't know how the elves strengthened his bone rod. All in all, it was much stronger than the version Gretel had seen before.Moreover, judging by the strength of his shot, it seems to be much stronger?

It should, maybe, maybe, it will be advanced soon, right?

While Gretel was happy for Bernard, he was also worried about the soldiers on the battlefield.This kind of evenly matched battle is the most frightening, the sudden appearance of a strong enemy...

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden roar on the opposite front, and a guy who was as tall as three people and covered in iron chains stood up, and waved the chains casually.

At the end of the iron chain, an iron ball with a diameter of more than half a foot and covered with spikes was tied, extending a few meters away, sweeping half a circle in an instant.

The elves stumbled and kept retreating.Bernard was too big, so he couldn't dodge for a while, so he urgently retracted the big bone stick, but still couldn't completely block it——

On the right thigh, a big gash was cut open immediately, and blood spurted wildly!

The blood column went straight upwards, spurting out more than one meter.Gretel saw from a distance, a heart almost jumped out of his chest, and lost his voice:

"aorta!"

This amount of bleeding, the height of this blood spurt, must be tens of millions, don't cut off the main artery!

While shouting, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and quickly threw out a [Cure Fatal Wound].Be sure to catch up, be sure to catch up!
However, his position was too far away, and he hadn't practiced using spells to increase the distance. The white light shot straight forward, and seeing that he was five or six meters away from Bernard, he felt weak.

Gretel sighed, and based on the principle of not wasting, he could only throw the healing spell on another elf nearby.Alas, Bernard, Bernard...

Although judging by the momentum of the blood spurting out, the main artery will not be completely broken, but, but!
The speed of blood loss is still shocking!Whether you can pass the level safely depends on the rescue in the field, whether you can keep up!

Fortunately, the field rescue is still very powerful.Before Gretel yelled, the giant bear didn't look back. With a wave of the bear's paw, a ball of light immediately landed on Bernard's right leg injury.

The blood flow slowed down a little, and a huge leopard pounced on the back of the battle line, grabbed Bernard's collar and swung it on his body, then lowered his head and slid into the crowd——

"Come down! Come down!"

Gretel clenched his fists, shouted, and jumped off the ancient tree.In desperation, he didn't even activate the Feather Falling Technique, letting himself float slowly...

The longbow elf hiding in the tree let out an "oops", and before he could stop it, Gretel had landed on both feet.Then, living up to expectations, I sprung a bit...

"Oh, it hurts..."

Gretel grinned, hopped on one foot, and went up to Bernard—and the leopard carrying Bernard.

When he reached enough distance, he immediately photographed the guardianship spell.A few rays of light were connected to the barbarian, and Gretel widened his eyes and swept quickly:
"Heart rate 150...blood pressure 70, 45...respiration 33...blood oxygen is okay...electrocardiogram..."

While muttering to himself, he quickly estimated the amount of blood loss just now.Well, the blood pressure can still be measured. Although the heart rate is too fast, it must be considered that the basic heart rate is already high because of strenuous exercise at that time.

The blood pressure, pulse pressure difference, and blood loss are above 1500 milliliters. Considering the barbarian's own weight, it may exceed 2000 milliliters...

The leopard rushed to Gretel in one breath, stopped, and shook his whole body.With this shake, the huge body of the barbarian was thrown off, falling to the ground like feathers.

"Ah, thank you..."

Gretel hurried over to pick him up, and at the same time threw a healing spell over to stop the barbarian from bleeding first.

The leopard didn't know which elf warrior it was, but at this moment, it snorted, and even threw a ball of light on Gretel's ankle to heal his sprained foot.Turning his head and turning into a bolt of lightning, he rushed back to the battle line.

"Boss, I'm fine..."

The savage muttered dyingly, and was about to turn over.Gretel didn't even think about it, and took a tranquility spell:
"Lie down!"

At the same time, the hands are as fast as flying, pulling out the needle, connecting the vines, feeling out the prepared Ringer's solution, and heating the spell.At the same time, a few branches hang down from the ancient tree, all hands and feet, no, seven branches and eight leaves, to take off the armor for the barbarians...

"Hey! It's just in time! Give me one, and hang the infusion bottle!"

Gretel quickly grabbed one, and hung up the infusion bottle without any explanation.Heat the Ringer's solution to 37 degrees, shoot a [advanced magic weapon] on the needle, inhale, exhale...

But be sure to poke in!

Bernard's defense is very high, if because the skin is too thick, the needle can't poke into the blood vessel, can't open the venous access and can't infuse, it will be a big joke!
Fortunately, although Bernard's level is not low, Gretel, who has undergone knight training and elf combat training, is not comparable to the previous little priest.

He slapped himself a series of spells [The Power of the Bull] and [The Elegance of the Cat], with sharp eyesight and steady hand, he stabbed in with one needle.Two consecutive venous accesses were opened, and transparent liquid flowed in:

"Hey, what did you lose?"

On the ancient tree, an elf jumped down lightly, and just took a [identification technique] and slapped it:
"Salt water? He bled so much, you poured salt water into his body?!"

Gretel was busy checking Bernard's injuries, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him. He just pointed to the monitoring light screen casually and asked him to see it by himself.

The elf frowned, looked at the numbers and lines going up and down for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he simply threw another spell to measure the barbarian's breath of life.

After throwing it out, I saw a red pillar slowly rising.After rising for a while, the whole column turns dark yellow, and gradually turns light yellow again...

"He really got better! Can he get better by injecting salt water?"

The elf circled Gretel once, and then again, in amazement:

"What about your blood-enriching magic? Haven't you used it for him yet? Just the salt water will make it better? Can the salt water be poured faster? Can it be poured in all at once?"

"Definitely not..."

Gretel had debrided the wound on Bernard's leg, connected the blood vessels, and was connecting the muscles one by one.Hearing this, he didn't lift his head:

"Look at the tube, it's so thick, the needle is so thick, and the blood vessels inside are so thick... If you pour a bottle of water into it all at once, it won't be enough..."

"Then... how about using magic spells?"

Gretel's hand stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)