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

Chapter 408 Target: Dragon Nest!
"I have a little sister next door in my hometown..."

Gretel stroked the rabbit fur, spoke softly, and started from the beginning.The silver dragon girl sat with her knees crossed and listened intently. With every movement of her fingertips, the phantom silently changed back and forth:
Blood vessels, heart, lung lobes, blood vessels with a hole in them...

"So, you just want to insert a vine in, guide the healing power, and plug this hole? Can it be cured now?"

"Not yet."

"What's missing?"

"For example, the magic that can directly see the current of the heart, so as to know whether the heartbeat is normal; for example, there can be a magic that allows me to see exactly where the vines go; for example, I need to know how to insert a silver wire into it , Will the blood coagulate and block the blood vessels..."

Gretel stretched out a palm, bent down his fingers one by one, and explained to her.Every time she uttered one, Cerilla's waist collapsed a little.When Gretel clenched her fingers into fists, she buried her head on her knees and dangled:

"Ugh... I don't even know how to do it, I can't help you..."

"This...it doesn't matter, it's already difficult..."

Gretel tries to comfort her.Every technical difficulty in these requirements means one, or even more than one Nobel Prize, or the condensation of the top level of the human pharmaceutical industry, the hard work of millions or tens of millions of people relaying from generation to generation.

It's not a strange thing that it can't be done. The local aborigines can use magic to get around, and that is the strongest of the strong!
"It's okay! I can't do it, auntie can! Gretel, I'll ask auntie for help when we get up the mountain! Let's speed up—"

"Wait, wait! Just walk slowly on the ground like this!" Gretel hurriedly stopped her:
"Wait until I do some more experiments and get familiar with inserting the vines, then I'll solve the rest!"

"How long will it take?"

"Oh, isn't it good to walk steadily all the way and help the patients on the way?"

This reason easily convinced Serila.As a silver dragon, she has an instinctive pleasure in helping the weak, the sick, and those in need.Anyway, half a month and a month later, I won't find my aunt——

It will take at least a few years for the silver dragon to conceive until the hatchling hatches, okay?
With Leon giving directions, Bernard driving and tending the animals, the trip went very smoothly.Serila is by his side, and every night, he can see endless new tricks:

Laparoscopic surgery for appendicitis...

Vine (laryngoscope) to take fishbone...

Craniotomy leads to congestion...

Malunion of broken fractures interrupts reconnection...

tendon splicing...

Remove gallstones, remove kidney stones, remove bladder stones, remove gout stones...

Naturally, if he meets a dwarf who meets the indications for lung washing, and he strongly demands it, Gretel will have to go back to his old business and give the other person a lung washing.

Such treatment is of course impossible without remuneration.Whether it is a dwarf or a barbarian, in their dictionary, there is no such thing as non-repayment or arrears of medical expenses.

Therefore, not only do you not need money for accommodation and meals along the way, but the villagers along the way are also throwing valuables on the caravan desperately——

"No need! Really no need!" After the treatment, Miss Yinlong's greatest entertainment was to watch Gretel stretch out her hands, blocking left and right:
"Take back the gold! Take back the silver collar, the silver jug, all! If you really want to pay, just give me a live rabbit! —Two at most!"

Although Yinlong also loves treasures, she is not greedy for anything other than her own reward.Compared to treating the villagers by yourself and earning some gold coins and treasures, it is more fun to watch Gretel's various strange healing methods and then watch him try to refund the rewards~~~
Even if it was a rabbit or something, Gretel didn't want much.One per day, up to two.These live rabbits—or, sometimes, piglets and lambs—were used by Gretel for cardiac interventions.

puncture!

Insert the vines!

Probe into the heart and activate the healing technique!

After practice, keep them in the rear of the caravan for a few days and observe them closely.In the end, those small animals that died abnormally halfway or survived strong will be dissected and dissected carefully under the knife of Gretel.Check for blood clots, myocardial infarction, or other complications...

Finally, of course, add oil, salt, and pepper—

Baked rabbit legs!
Spicy bunny!

Braised rabbit meat!
Rabbit stewed radish!
"Gretel! You even eat rabbit heads!"

On the rumbling carriage, Miss Yinlong groaned and stretched out her hand to grab the rabbit meat.While gnawing, he hissed and stuck out his tongue, so hot that tears filled his eyes.Even so, the movements are no slower than humans.

"Ha...ha..." Not good, I shook my hand when I was cooking just now, and I added too much chili.

Gretel breathed out and handed over a jug of milk.With a flick of the finger, a frozen ray fell into the milk tank:
"Drink this, the fastest solution to the spicy..."

Anyway, Yinlong is not afraid of getting fat!

Two people, you and I, share a rabbit.Bernard sat on the shaft and enjoyed the other one to himself. As for Necromancer Leon, unfortunately he can't eat spicy food...

Walk all the way, treat all the way, eat all the way.The carriage winds its way to the north, the more desolate it becomes, the less populated it becomes.From being able to meet roadside stalls at noon every day, to meeting villages only at night, to walking all day without seeing anyone.After seeing no one for two consecutive days, on the evening of the third day, Cerilla finally pulled the reins at the entrance of the village:

"Leon, you should stop here." Yinlong looked at the snow cap on the high mountains in the north, his clear eyes shone in the setting sun, almost golden:

"This is the last village. We don't know how long we will stay with my aunt. You can wait here or go back, but it's best not to follow us."

"Yes, obey your orders." The necromancer bowed his head respectfully.Along the way, he also guessed a little about Cerilla's identity, but he didn't dare to point it out.After answering, he turned to Gretel again, and performed a mage salute:

"Thank you for your guidance along the way, Master Nordmark. I will wait here until the early summer of next year, and look forward to meeting you again before then."

They spent the last night in the village.Early the next morning, the three abandoned their horses and caravan, Gretel rode on horseback, and Cerilla and Bernard walked into the wilderness side by side.After the village disappeared from sight, Cerilla couldn't wait to change back into her dragon form, grabbing Gretel with one paw and Bernard with the other:

"It's killing me! Gretel, let's go!"

The dragon wings spread out and soared into the sky.

The cold wind blows.Badlands, rocks, and meadows passed beneath their feet.Gretel raised his head under the dragon's claws and looked up. The high mountain in the north was getting closer and closer——

Over rivers, over cliffs, over canyons.Seeing that he had reached the foot of the mountain, the young silver dragon suddenly fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"I'll take you up after a short rest... so tired..."

She was almost lying on the ground, her silvery wings fluttered gently, and hot air was blown out of her nostrils.Just as Gretel was about to step forward, he heard a soft female voice coming from the air:

"No, you come up alone. As for the two little ones—let them climb the mountain."

"aunt!"

Celera looked up suddenly.

(End of this chapter)