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

Chapter 390 No one is willing to accept lung washing? (Red Comet Mars Wan reward plus three)
There was a silent commotion in the conference hall.

Several dwarf elders stroked their beards.From their point of view, Gretel is willing to prove, that is the best; if not, then they can't say anything.

After all, the affairs of the dwarves belong to the dwarves themselves, and they should not let their friends and brothers bear it for them.

Master Serrano and Master Hemond exchanged a glance.As mages, they can naturally figure out how many flaws there are in this kind of proof; however, they can't stop it on the spot because they are concerned about the relationship between the council and the dwarves.

Whether to agree, or not, is up to Gretel himself.

And on the other side...

Opposite the mages, Bishop Klinde, who was protected by two shining knights, tried his best to hide the hatred in his eyes.Hell, it's this little mage again!
Treat barbarians, cure little boys, cure dwarves, wherever you go!There are new tricks all day long!
If it wasn't for him, it would be impossible for Mr. Genoni to force himself to study some lung-cleaning magic technique!

If he accuses himself of killing...

Klinder quietly put his right hand into his pocket.Beside Gretel, the silver-haired elf ranger fluttered his nose and took half a step silently.

Gretel didn't notice the undercurrent in the hall.In fact, he didn't look at any of those people, but looked deeply, silently, at the requesting dwarf.

Look at his wet tears, look at his wet beard, look at the corpse at his feet.Seeing that the redness in his eyes gradually faded until it disappeared, from arrogance to shrinking, from raising his head to lowering his head, he shook his head slowly and firmly:

"Sorry. I won't treat you for this reason."

"you……?"

"Treatment is treatment." Gretel said seriously.He wiped the space bag and held the oak stick in his hand.The tail of the stick fell to the ground, and the four green leaves at the head of the stick swayed without wind:
"Healing is to help those who need it. It is not a force used to attack. It cannot and should not be used to prove that others' treatment is out of malice."

Even medical appraisal is not done like this.It is not to say that the failure of one doctor's treatment and the success of another doctor's same treatment on other patients can prove that the former is malicious.

Medical malpractice requires a more cautious and professional proof process.As for intentional homicide or something, that belongs to the criminal category, and it has nothing to do with medicine.

His expression was soft and his tone firm.With the oak stick in his hand, he really looks like a priest with deep compassion.Beckett stared at him blankly for a while, then lowered his head:
"I-I know..."

The two magicians exchanged glances and nodded to each other.The dwarf elder lowered his eyes slightly, but there was nothing he could do.Cerilla, on the other hand, looked at Gretel's rare and serious look, and then looked at the oak stick in his hand, and laughed out loud with a "puchi".

The elder dwarf coughed.The elf ranger was a distant visitor, and she was a young lady. He couldn't blame her for spoiling the atmosphere, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear or see her laughing.He stared at Bishop Klind, and trimmed his beard majestically:

"Since this is the case, let's take it as good intentions for you. However, it is a fact that good people were put to death by your pastor. We respect the Lord of Radiance, but from now on, please don't spread your words outside your residence. The gods!"

The last sentence is very strong.Bishop Klinde had a serious face, and he didn't nod in approval, nor did he refute.Gretel didn't need to be involved in the next thing. Seeing that the elders were talking about compensation with Bishop Klinde, he just found a reason, left and slipped out.

"Oh! You looked so funny just now!" Cerilla couldn't help laughing as soon as she went out.Seeing Gretel looking at her helplessly, he laughed more and more happily:
"I still want to see you beat those bastards! You actually let them go! —By the way, do you think they killed people on purpose, or were they careless?"

"...It must have been careless." Gretel sighed:

"In fact, it's useless to be very careful. The treatment of lung washing is very difficult. If the patient's condition is slightly worse, it is easy to die. These people are not taught by me. I guess they don't know what to do, what to do. The situation cannot be done.”

"That's what they decided on their own! Humph! They deserve it! Those dwarves are too, why didn't they ask you to do it?—Hey, when you do it next time, remember to ask me to see it!"

"It's coming soon... Before I set off to go up the mountain, there were more than 20 people waiting in line..."

Gretel, who promised the silver dragon girl "soon, soon", encountered unexpected troubles.He went to Vigeland to check back on the situation after the operation. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the dwarves' loud voices arguing:

"Why don't you dare! Look at me, isn't it very good!"

"But... it's really dangerous... You see, two of them were washed to death over there. What if I die too?"

"That side doesn't understand at all! The method of washing the lungs was invented by Gretel. He knows how to do it. How did the other side know? Don't even ask a question, just pour water with spells, you will definitely die!"

"... To be honest, it seems safer to use divine magic to irrigate water... the pipe is pushed in, and the pipe is drawn out, it feels even more terrifying..."

"Coward! Forget it, I'll find someone else!"

Furious, Vigeland turned around and ran out, bumping into Gretel.Seeing that Gretel couldn't move forward or retreat, he scratched his gray beard. For a while, he was more embarrassed than Gretel:
"Uh... that guy... I..."

"You have such a loud voice!" Gretel was quick to change the topic:
"You look full of Qi. Are you recovering? Are you feeling well these days?"

"No!" Vigeland suddenly became active, raised his hand and patted his chest:
"It's much better! Thanks to your help with the treatment, come on, let's find a place and talk slowly!"

According to Vigeland's character, or according to any dwarf's character, when such a good thing happened, he would definitely go to a tavern.It is impossible to express joy and gratitude by buying the whole tavern a few drinks until you are drunk.

Gretel was dragging his feet, or in other words, he showed the meaning of dragging, the silver dragon girl smiled and put her hands together, and then dragged him back to her home to sit down.Gretel took out the stethoscope, listened to each part of the chest, back, heart sound, and lung sound, and asked him to measure the vital capacity:
"Emmmm...the recovery is very good. It has increased by more than 15% compared with before the operation, and it has also increased compared to the last measured data."

Gretel gave the evaluation with a smile while writing the record as quickly as possible.It was written and written, and there was a puff on the side...

"Cerilla! What are you bragging about!"

"Fun! Let's see how much I can blow!"

"..." Your transfiguration technique, how did the organs in your body change!Looking at a slender person, a 20-liter tank that is big enough for a savage, you can blow it up!

In any case, Vigeland's 1-second forced expiratory volume, vital capacity, and maximum ventilation, the three major indexes of lung function, have all improved gratifyingly.In other words, on the basis of receiving the blessing of healing and rapid postoperative recovery, there can be further improvements——

Vigeland pulled another subject over and tested it again, but the results were almost the same.The two dwarves got excited chatting, and even put on their armor, picked up the warhammer, ping-pong-pong, and had a live fight——

Great to know that you are recovering well enough to exercise vigorously!

"It's just that no one is willing to do it now." Vigeland sighed:

"A bunch of cowards, I told Gretel that it's okay to make a shot, and they still retreat!"

In this way, how to promote the lung washing technology!Obviously so many people have hope to receive treatment, let alone a complete cure, at least they can get better!
Gretel was silent.The promotion of the same technology depends on the cooperation of doctors and patients.If there really are no dwarves willing to be healed—

As far as medical ethics is concerned, everyone has the right to dispose of their own body, and doctors must obtain the patient's informed consent for any treatment.If they don't want to be cured, then they won't be cured.

——Besides, there are often many factors other than medical treatment to be considered by patients and their families, whether to be cured or not.Some things, self-knowledge through hardships, cannot be discussed by doctors.

After working in the emergency department for many years, Gretel had seen too much in his previous life.

"That can only die." He said frankly.Seeing Vigeland staring at him with wide eyes in surprise, Gretel shrugged and spread his arms and smiled:
"Otherwise, what should I do? I can't tie them up and treat them! Then what have I become?"

One step forward is Dr. Zombie in Plants vs. Zombies, and two steps forward is a certain notorious serial number unit...

The boundary of medical ethics protects both patients and doctors, and it must never be crossed!
"But what should we do?" Vigeland asked anxiously.Seeing that Gretel smiled and said nothing, he stomped his feet:

"Don't be angry with them, I... I'll find someone right away! Don't worry, hundreds of people who are willing to receive treatment can always be found! Before you leave, I must learn this technique!"

I'm afraid it's not that easy.

Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. If they want to offset the impact of putting people to death, Vigeland and the others will probably have to work hundreds of times harder.

Gretel had other plans, but he didn't want to say it, he just smiled slightly:
"Well, come on."

"There's no need to look for it!"

With a creak, the door swung open.A heavy footstep stepped in:

"Look, do it on me, okay?"

"Prince Rothergar..."

Gretel almost sighed.

In fact, this candidate couldn’t be better: young, with mild symptoms, strong resilience, and meets all the conditions of the patient;
With a high status and great influence, if he can win the king selection battle, it will undoubtedly be a live advertisement for lung washing treatment...

Moreover, improving lung function is also an effective way to improve his combat effectiveness and ensure that he can win the king selection battle.

"There are still seven days before the full moon. Look at Vigeland, he has recovered very well in seven days." Prince Rothergar smiled confidently at Gretel:
"If you agree, I will immediately go to my father and sign another contract with the council. Don't worry, even if there is a mistake in the treatment, or if I lose the king election battle, I will definitely not blame you."

Cerilla blinked and blinked, looking at this and then at that.He wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Gretel, but he knew that the matter was important, so he raised his hand several times and then lowered it.Gretel sighed and said with a smile:
"Can I still not agree?"

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