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

Chapter 360 Riding a Goat to Negotiate

In this way, Gretel got on the car to sleep, got off the car to take pictures—oh no, got on the car to do animal experiments, got off the car to treat the locals, and earned a happy life of experimental animals.

On the first day, there were only him, Bernard, and Master Hemond in the carriage, plus the deer that had been tortured to death.Arrive at the destination, kill the deer, dissect it, invite everyone to eat meat, and feel happy.

The next day, Master Tarbert also got into the carriage and watched them experiment with great interest.When he learned that this method of treatment might be helpful in the treatment of miners' lung disease, Master Tarbert happily asked:
"Can I try?"

"Uh...can't..."

Gretel was sweating profusely.Master, you are too old!You are over 350 years old!Even if dwarves can live to be 400 years old, your age is equivalent to that of humans in their 80s!
Generally speaking, the treatment objects of large-volume alveolar lavage are all under the age of 65...

Moreover, the old man's cardiopulmonary function is very poor, and he often has to half-sit and half-recumbent at night, inhaling low-flow oxygen to fall asleep.Gretel also isolated Mycobacterium tuberculosis from his sputum.

Active pulmonary tuberculosis, severe pulmonary insufficiency, severe disease or dysfunction of major organs such as heart, brain, liver and kidney...

The same thing, all of them are contraindications to this kind of surgery!

"Ah... oh..." Master Tarbert was very disappointed:

"You're so young, don't be so timid! I'm willing to try it! There's also divine magic on the side! ——You mages have always been daring!"

Gretel simply rolled his eyes.

You're talking about magicians.I am a doctor, thank you.

And he is also the deputy chief physician, with the title of deputy senior professional!Only chief physicians with high professional titles can preside over general new technology, new project surgery, or high-risk scientific research project surgery approved by the competent department!I'm still one grade away!

Unless it is absolutely necessary, unless it is really necessary, I will not violate the contraindications and rashly perform surgery on the patient!

Master Tarbert retreated in dismay.Then, on the third day, he brought his disciple Vigeland over and squeezed into Gretel's car...

"Master Nordmark, take a look and let him try it?"

Gretel:
"..."

"..."

"Enough is enough of you! I haven't finished the animal experiments yet! I even fed two rabbits to death today! Human experiments can't be done now! Get out! I can't even fit in my carriage!"

I always feel that after several failures, he is still stuck on the blood oxygen saturation... Even if he is given the cheapest oximeter!
Just fingertips!

On Taobao in the previous life, it was only sold for more than 100 yuan!
Now you have to toss yourself to realize that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.First get two light-emitting diodes, one emits infrared rays with a wavelength of 660 nanometers, and the other emits infrared rays with a wavelength of 905~910 or 940 nanometers!

Just this one request, Gretel wanted to die——

As long as he can make diodes, he can't even make rectifiers. He needs to use the oldest version of mercury arc rectifiers?

It's not over yet.After finishing the light-emitting diodes, we need to make chips, make memory, and program in the microprocessor...

Provide the obtained photoelectric signal to the microprocessor, process it according to the formula, and display it on the LCD screen...

By the way, we need to make an LCD screen!

——Let's think about how to replace it with spells.

"Let's do it again... Bernard, cover the rabbit's mouth and nose, don't cover it to death, I'll try a new spell..."

Well, there is a first-order magic in the prophecy department, called blood identification, as long as there is a drop of blood, the race of the target individual can be identified;
There is also a first-order magic in the necromancy system, called Fate Watching, which can tell whether a creature is dead, weak, seriously injured but desperately trying to survive, or completely healthy.

Gretel intends to give it a try, whether these two magics can distinguish blood oxygen saturation, if not, can they summarize their characteristics and create a new magic that works well?
——After all, if a creature is weak or seriously injured, its blood oxygen saturation will probably have problems!

Gretel flicked the spell.He is now a fourth-level mage, full of energy, and with first-level magic, it is not a problem to throw dozens of them a day.Moreover, the study of magic does not rely on quantity——

Every time you cast a spell, you have to calculate, research, and compare. The draft paper in front of Gretel is piled up, and it didn’t take long to pile up again...

"Ahhhhhh! Bernard! Bernard! Don't let the rabbit eat my draft!!"

See, such is the pain of research in a wagon.As long as he is in his own mage tower, how can he have a desk, and the draft will not be placed on the floor of the carriage...

Gretel complained silently.However, three days later, he didn't even have such research conditions:

The carriage came to an end.The next journey is to climb mountains, drill caves, climb mountains, drill caves...

Gretel slowly raised his head, looking into the distance.The mountain road in front of me is steep and rugged, and at a glance, there is no end to it.Turning left and turning right, the climbing angle exceeds at least 15 degrees.

This mountain road, the magic horse is not good, right?Could it be rubbing against someone else's Phantom Horse?Or do you have to climb up on two legs?Climb for several days in a row?

Suddenly regretting this trip, how can I break it!
"Don't worry, little mage." Master Tarbert laughed and walked over, holding two goats in his hands.The hair leading to him is as long as snow, with curved horns like steel, and a pair of half-worn saddles on its back. It looks like a local daily mount:

"This thing climbs the mountain road faster than a horse. How about it? Want to try it?"

Gretel took a closer look.Sheep are notoriously good at climbing mountains. Gretel has seen videos in his previous life, climbing cliffs and going up to reservoirs, nearly 90-degree steep slopes, like walking on flat ground.This kind of mountain road with 15 or 20 degrees should not be a problem.As for carrying capacity...

The goat led by the old dwarf was strong, with a broad back and solid legs, and it didn't look like he was humping.

In fact, Gretel saw from a distance that a group of dwarf cavalry had come from behind.The combined weight of the armor and weapons is estimated to be 1.5 times that of his, sitting safely on the back of the goat——

Gretel was already somewhat satisfied.Then look at the clean wool, the huge curved horns are coiled from the top of the head to the shoulders, and you can grab it with your hands while sitting on the saddle.It is not tall, and when riding it, you can step on the ground with a little tip of your toes.

Sense of security +1, +1, +1...

"That's a great goat! Can I ride it?"

He reached out tentatively.Unexpectedly, the goat snorted, turned its head in disdain, and pointed the back of its head at him.Master Tarbert laughed and trembled beside him:
"Hahahaha, he doesn't like you! Little mage, is it because you have killed too many sheep along the way, and he doesn't like your smell?"

nonsense!

I take a shower every day!
Clean up with cleansing too!
I didn't get a full body of formalin!
Gretel thought for a while, took out a few seeds, held them in his palm, and gently activated the spell.The goat turned back suddenly, rolled its long tongue, and snatched away the green grass from his palm.

Gretel sat on the sheep's back with a bribe.He leaned forward and backward on the back of the sheep, paid the price of back pain, numbness in his legs, and delay in research progress. He climbed the mountain for two days and drilled in the cave for another day, and successfully arrived at the dwarf king's court.

On the morning of the fourth day, Gretel, who had no pain anywhere in his body, sat listlessly at the negotiating table.

——Respectfully accompany the last seat.

It would be nice not to have him negotiating with the Elder Dwarf...he wants to catch up on sleep...

"The price of ore is too low! If this continues, next year's business will not need to be done!"

Gretel woke up instantly.

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