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Chapter 166 Goose Goose Goose, Qu Xiang Xiang Fatty Liver
Miles looked at the goose cage in perplexity.

He is the youngest of the group, having just turned 15 after the new year.He is small and has short arms, but the goose in front of him is not small——

A wall is full, with a row above and a row below, a total of ten cages, each containing two or three geese.Some were white, some were gray, some were brown, they flapped their wings, held their heads up, and yelled at him.

"Which one to choose?"

Corian, who broke through the second level this time, was still asking him with a smile.Myers was full of resentment and glared at him:
Who didn't know who grew up together?

I won't pick, but you will?

Everyone is a magician, who has raised geese by himself?Who needs to pick their own geese?If you want to eat foie gras, don't you always eat it outside, or the cook at home will order it, and it will be there that night?

"Myers, hurry up!" Anthony also applauded and booed.The chef had already gone back to work. Although the owner of the restaurant was smiling and his chubby belly was wrinkled, he didn't have any intention of smoothing things over.Miles gritted his teeth and looked around.

"Which of you brought processed leather?"

"No, Miles, it's just catching a goose, you still need to wear mage armor!"

The young mages laughed loudly.Processed leather is the magic-casting material for mage armor, and everyone is familiar with it.However, catching a goose requires such a big battle?

Miles blushed, he had no choice but to give himself a shield technique.Holding the invisible shield, he touched a goose cage, pulled the latch, and opened the cage door a little——

"Quack quack quack quack—!"

Immediately a goose poked its head out.The long snow-white neck stretched and retracted, and the long orange beak rested on the back of Miles' hand.

The shield technique is equivalent to a shield hanging in front of him, it can protect the front, but not the side.The big goose moved too fast, Myers really didn't have time to react...

"Ow—"

Miles burst into tears.As soon as the white goose nagged and twisted, a bruise appeared on the back of his hand.The white goose continued to quack and flap its wings threateningly.As soon as it blew, dozens of geese in the cage yelled and cheered at the same time, and their feathers flew around for a while, which was deafening.Even the chickens and ducks on the other walls began to scream.

It was too late for Miles to hold back.If the barbarian hadn't rushed forward and grabbed the goose's neck near the head, judging from his appearance, he would probably have to take another bite.

Gretel drew back and secretly laughed.Magician, pure magician, without a full set of magic blessing, whose physical combat power is higher than 0.5 goose?If he hadn't taken precautions and poked Bernard to save the scene, when the goose cage opened, three or five big geese would fly out...

Except for him, everyone here must be wiped out.

"Huh... Thank you, thank you!" Miles escaped and thanked him and Gretel repeatedly.The young mage looked enviously at the barbarian's thick arms, and asked Gretel:
"Let him choose for me?"

"I'll do it myself." Gretel smiled and walked forward slowly.Miles' eyes widened: "You?"

His eyes are wide open, his mouth is wide open, and even the wings of his nose are subconsciously flaring, and a series of round circles are outlined on his face.Subconsciously looked at the goose cage, then at Gretel, looked up at his face, looked down at his palms and shoes.Gretel didn't need to release a "detection thought" to know what the other party was thinking about:
Probably thought he was from the countryside and was good at catching geese?
"I have a magic that might work, I want to try it." Gretel went around to the goose cage, bent down to have a look, then turned to command Bernard:

"Bring that basket over here."

"You catch the goose."

As it was about magic, two second-level mages and several first-level mages stood in a row, holding their breath for fear of disturbing Gretel.The hut was low and dark, and there were dots of duck droppings and goose droppings on the ground. These people didn’t care. They stood on tiptoes, stretched their necks, and put on a posture of "singing to the sky" to watch Gretel cast spells——

Gretel's movements are much more leisurely than Master Miles'.

After all, there was a barbarian with high blood pressure, holding the neck of the white goose with one hand and the wing with the other, and sent the undulating chest of the goose to Gretel.Not only did Gretel not have to worry about being attacked, he felt that the angle of casting the spell was uncomfortable, but he could also order his followers to raise it higher or lower it...

"so comfortable."

"It's great to have a following."

"Is this at least level five? Can you afford it?"

"Uh……"

The young mages whispered to each other, watching Gretel put one hand in the rattan basket, and the other hand sank deep into the white goose's breast, pressing it into the puddle of soybean oil on the goose's belly.Move, move, eyes half-closed, concentrating on meditation, for a moment, pull your fingers back:

"Change one."

"Change another one."

"Change another one."

"Well... this one is quite fat, Bernard, mark it for me, I may look at it again later."

"Give me another one..."

The more Gretel watched, the faster he went, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was in a happy mood.Geese are different from rabbits. In order to cooperate with the magic experiment, those rabbits have been healed for one round or even several rounds, and they are all healthy.And these geese, in order to eat foie gras, are all sick geese that have been deliberately fattened and have a large fatty liver!
He is still not proficient at the first and second ones, and it took him a long time to find the location of the foie gras, and he is not familiar with what a fatty liver looks like under the magic B-ultrasound.Starting from the third one, at least if the foie gras is abnormally enlarged, he can tell at a glance...

Well, this foie gras is too small, it must not be fat.

This one, the irregular distribution in the liver is slightly hyperechoic, it is only a focal fatty liver, and the fattening is uneven, so it is probably not tasty.

This one... oh oh oh, the echo of the liver parenchyma is diffusely enhanced, and the far-field echo is obviously attenuated!Diffuse fatty liver!

The fattest one I have seen so far, let me see how its blood vessels are, whether they are twisted or compressed...

Well, the shape of the blood vessels is normal, but the clarity is reduced, which means that it is not a liver tumor or something, but a fatty liver!

Gretel watched with great enjoyment.Taking the opportunity of picking fat geese, he watched all kinds of fatty livers in different degrees, and he was full in one sitting.Lucky!Cool!If we hadn't seized this opportunity and wanted to see so many fatty livers, we would have to examine many patients to get enough cases!
He is not familiar with the place here, and there is no source of patients... It is of course possible to ask Elder Wood for help, but most of the patients treated by the Natural God Religion are poor people. If we want to find so many fatty livers, I am afraid that we will not be able to find them all next year. ?

Grete beamed.Anthony stood aside. Seeing his heartfelt joy, he couldn't help but push Corian, who was treating guests today:
"Hey, why is he so happy?"

"I don't know... Maybe it's because I like to eat foie gras? Are you happy that you picked a fat enough goose?"

"It doesn't look like it...the foie gras was served just now, and I didn't see him being very interested..."

"Maybe the foie gras is not fat enough?"

"It makes sense...the foie gras will be served later, put it in front of him first!"

The two second-level mages whispered.Gretel quickly brushed through all the white geese, re-compared the fatter ones, and picked out the two with the largest liver volume, the lowest echo under B-ultrasound detection, and diffuse fatty liver:
"Just these two! The foie gras is the fattest!"

10 minutes later, Gretel looked at the fragrant and oily pan-fried foie gras in front of him, which was twice as oily as before, and doubted his life...

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