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

Chapter 356 The Magical Means of Removing Intestinal Polyps
Gretel's room was full of people.

Little Larry was lying on the bed, and Gretel was sitting in front of the bed, operating a colonoscope—or, in other words, a colonoscope made of vines and magic eyes;

The boy's father, Boru's shopkeeper, stood on Grete's left, leaning forward, ready to hold his son's legs at any time;

Haffn—the young man who had brought the Raven Banner—was standing to his left again, staring curiously at the screen.Fingers stretched out and retracted, retracted and stretched out, wanting to reach out and poke;
After Archmage Serrano provided the Mystic Eye, he naturally stood on the right side of Gretel, occupying the best observation position.Master Hemond stood next to him without hesitation, and the others, even Master Talbot, who was a very high priest and very short, had no choice but to stand back.

The magicians were very dissatisfied.Not daring to protest to the Archmage, they had to introvert each other:
"Hey, give way, give way!"

"You blocked me!"

"You're tall! Stand behind!"

"I can't see clearly! Let me move forward!"

Noisy, crowded.Everyone wants to get closer, and everyone wants to see more clearly—seeing the inside of the human body with the secret eye!Who has seen it before?
No one here has seen it anyway.They will be curious about what looks in the intestines, most of them are necromancers, and they will cut them open to see; if they are not curious, they will not find a way to stuff the arcane eyes into them.It's rare for someone to do this kind of operation. Whether it succeeds or not, everyone wants to take a look.

What's more, I actually saw the image!

"Go out!"

Archmage Serrano finally got angry:

"Go outside and have a look! If you want to see the image, use the secret magic eye yourself!"

One word awakens the dreamer.The magicians stayed in groups of three or two, leaving a few secret magic eyes on the light screen, and retreated to their rooms to stop watching the broadcast.As for Gretel, the two magicians looked at the light screen, but gradually frowned:
Do not understand.

A red, sticky piece.Spinning crazily and advancing crazily, occasionally a glimpse of a deep black hole can be seen.

And just this bit of the picture can't be seen all the time, the image fed back by the secret magic eye is getting darker and darker...

"Ahem, Master Nordmark." Archmage Serrano hesitated, but reminded Gretel:
"Mystic eyes can't see things where there is no light, you..."

This kid doesn't know, right?Although he is the key training target of the Horn of Thunder, the Mystic Eye is a third-level spell of the prophecy system, and he may not know some details...

"Hey, don't worry, I'm prepared." Gretel smiled easily.He purely memorized the limitations of the Mystic Eye, but all electronic colonoscopes have their own light source.He had already thought of the preparations in advance!
The vine in his hand branched out, rolled up a small light bead, and sent it into the boy's body.Soon, the light screen of the secret magic eye overflowed with a bright light.

Gretel manipulated the vines, slowly moved in, slowly retreated, and rotated slightly, pointing at the light screen, and kept explaining to Bolu's owner:
"Look, here—see a meat ball? On the surface of the intestine, there is a raised piece...Further forward, here—wow, this meat pedicle is very long! It is very easy to be strangled! Such a low one position, when you go to the toilet, it will protrude from the anus, right?"

Little Larry: "TT is right..."

Gretel made it very easy.Speaking of it, performing a colonoscopy is a professional craft, and the tube of the colonoscopy cannot have its own power, and it depends entirely on the doctor's technique.

Entering the mirror, withdrawing the mirror, rotating the mirror, and pulling the mirror, manipulate this one-meter-long thing to make various bends.

When encountering a strange curvature of the intestinal tract, or having tumors, adhesions, or a particularly large belly, it is unlucky to pierce it accidentally...

There is a specialization in the surgery industry, and Gretel gave a colonoscope in his previous life, but he didn't dare to do it.But now, the vine will grow in by itself!
So easy!

He is relaxed, but the patient's family is not.On the huge light screen, swaying, swaying, are all red meat balls, covering half of the screen.Just looking at it makes me dizzy.

To be honest, this kind of thing cannot be understood by ordinary people without professional training.Fortunately, Gretel pointed to it and explained:

"My suggestion is to cut off all these polyps, especially those with long peduncles. Only by cutting them off can the symptoms be improved. If you don't cut them off, you will often have stomach pains in the future."

"I don't want-"

The sharp children's voice performed the magic sound on the spot and pierced the ears.Boru's shopkeeper held down his son with one hand, and looked at Gretel hesitantly:

"If it's just pain, we northerners can bear it, right?"

You have to cut the meat, you have to cut the meat in the intestines!Is it necessary to dissect the stomach to cut it off?
Although there were healers at the scene, and there were magic spells to withstand it, but the stomach was cut open——

Gretel knew what he was thinking just by looking at his face.Everyone is afraid of surgery.The savage, though different in appearance from man, is not so different in some respects.

"Pain is not the most serious consequence." He explained patiently:

"Think about it, an intestine is so thin, if several meat pedicles are twisted together, it may block the intestine. If you are unlucky, it is not impossible for the whole intestine to rot."

"But--"

Boru is still hesitating.On the other side, Master Hemond turned his head to look at Gretel, full of interest:
"Are you going to cut the intestines? I haven't seen you do it yet—it is said that in the last plague, you cut dozens of intestines by yourself, and none of them died?"

This is going around to appease the patient's family members. It is estimated that this magician really wants to see Gretel perform the operation.Gretel coughed awkwardly:
"It's different this time - last time I cut off the rotten intestines and mended the perforated ones. This time, I want to clean up the extra things in the intestines..."

"That's right." Master Hemond nodded repeatedly.He glanced at the barbarian, saw that she was still hesitating, coughed, and said in a displeased tone:

"If you don't want to cut it, don't cut it! Anyway, you can see clearly, everyone has to hurry, Gretel, pack your things and go!"

"Don't, don't, don't! Master Mage! Wait for me—" the barbarian jumped forward, grabbed Gretel's robe, and tried to open his eyes wide to show his pleading:
"Wait for me to think about it! Wait for me to think about it again! Last night's accommodation fee, I will give you a free bill! I will give you a bunch of people for free!"

"Who is short of this money?" Master Hemond continued with a straight face:
"I really want to ask you for money. The casting cost of these spells is also several times the accommodation cost, right?"

"But--"

Gretel is really not used to this.Although the mages in this world are superior, commoners will support them, but Gretel treats the family members of the patients himself, and never thinks that they are inferior to him.

He thought for a while, and first comforted Master Hemond, telling him to sit down and rest, not to get angry.Then, he turned to Archmage Serrano with a look of anticipation:
"Your Excellency the Archmage, do you have an idea about the improved version of that magic weapon?"

Archmage Serrano received his gaze and finally realized it.No wonder the request is so tricky, and you want to add effects to the magic creation, so you are waiting here!
He snorted coldly.It's not good for the little guy to ask, and he was given such a big problem, and he asked the result in less than ten days.Change, change, how can it be so easy to change——

"I'll help you bless!"

After such a toss, a mere magic weapon is more difficult than a high-level magic weapon!As for how to lower the level of spellcasting, teach Gretel to do it himself, this, Archmage Serrano has no idea...

"That would be great!" Gretel was overjoyed.He immediately turned to Boru's shopkeeper and quickly explained:
"Don't worry, there is no need to cut open the stomach. Let's put another vine in and cut off the meat ball. With the healing technique, the bleeding will not be too much, and the patient will not suffer too much."

"That--"

"Look, that's it." Gretel raised her hand, and another turquoise vine grew out, swaying in the wind.Archmage Serrano pointed casually, and the tip of the vine was half a foot, immediately covered with a layer of faint silver light.

Afterwards, the vines circled around and strangled hard on the short stick made by the magic technique.

The head of the stick was broken into two pieces, and the cut surface was smooth, as if cut by a sharp knife.

With such a demonstration, coupled with Grete's soft-spoken persuasion, the Bolu shopkeeper finally agreed to operate on his son.Soon, four vines went hand in hand, extending continuously in the intestine:
Vines one, providing light source;
Vine [-], move the secret eye, convenient for visual operation;
The third vine is the magic weapon blessed by Archmage Serrano. It stretches in, wraps around the root of the polyp in full view, strangles it, and cuts it off;

Of course, there is a fourth vine, which weaves a pocket on top of its own head, crouches under it to catch it, and then——drags it out for others to see.

The operating room was silent.In the next few rooms, the mages and dwarf priests kept talking, tsk tsk tsk:

"So it's still possible?"

"If this is the case, it will be much more convenient to toss about the things in my stomach..."

"Wake up, you're looking for a guy who can play with vines! Is it the priest of the God of Nature? Does our tribe have one?"

"You can find it!"

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The operation went extremely well.

Gretel didn't even need to look for a pump to find a way to pump air into the intestines—the vines were alive anyway, and they could properly widen the intestines if necessary.

Apart from the movements on the light screen, I only saw the fourth vine busily moving in and out:
Bloody polyps fell into the basin piece by piece.At the end of the operation, the copper basin specially brought by Hall Master Bolu, the one with a diameter of one foot and a depth of five inches, had already filled half of the basin with pieces of meat.

"...Okay." Gretel closed his eyes, exhorting weakly:

"Although there is treatment, the intestinal bleeding has stopped, you still have to be careful these few days. Don't eat hard things, eat less big fish and meat, try to let the intestines rest..."

Thank you very much, Lord Bolu.He repeated the words of thanks until he ran out of words, and he finally asked the question that concerned him most:
"Then... will little Larry be all right?"

Gretel was silent.He closed his eyes, sweat was dripping down one by one, and it took him a long time to answer:

"...It will be much better. At least, in the past few years, it will be much better..."

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