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Chapter 442 Is this the spirit of my contract?Is this beaver?

All the barbarian elders stood up and surrounded the operating table, staring at the old hunchback lying on the operating table.Beside the operating table, Gretel observed the tumor seriously, pressing, kneading, pushing...

Almost everyone present had observed the sarcoma on the old hunchback and thought about the treatment.

However, if the healing technique is used, it will either be ineffective or grow up; if the medicine is applied, it will break down for you; if you summon the blessings of the bull god, bear god, deer god, and eagle god, what is the result, ha ha.

Elder Brock himself had treated him.With a ruthless heart, he cut off a large lump of yellow, fat-like things with one knife, and then healed it with a healing technique.At that time, the effect was immediate, and the old hunchback was grateful, and all the healers worshiped:
He is indeed a miracle doctor!

However, within a year or so, the thing grew back, and it grew bigger than before.The old hunchback had a high left shoulder and a low right shoulder, and looked crooked.This time, he never dared to ask Elder Brock to cut his tumor, and Elder Brock himself didn't dare to do it either.

And the entire Akula, all the healers, are talking about it:
Did he offend the evil god?

Or offended the ghost and was possessed by the ghost?
Or maybe it was the monster that the old hunchback killed when he was young, and the beast soul came to trouble him?

Or, it is said that some kind of necromancer can place rotten sacs on living people, and the rotten sacs will grow bigger and bigger, and finally swallow people up?

——That thing can’t be cut!If it is not cut well, it will splash all over you, and the rot sac will be transferred to you!
But as the strongest healer in Akula, Elder Brock, always wanted to find a chance to give it a try.It's not that he has a close relationship with the old hunchback, it's just that it affects the face of all spellcasters...

An elder, walking around with a tumor for many years, wouldn't it slap everyone in the face, making people think that all of them can't cure this thing?
It just so happened that this foreign spellcaster dared to put a knife on a person.Just let him try it!If the attempt is successful, my heart disease may also be resolved...

Gretel didn't know the twists and turns, and didn't want to know.All his energy was concentrated on the big tumor in front of him:
Tut tut tut tut tut tut tut.The size of this tumor is not small!It basically occupies the entire left back, and also covers a part of the right back, deltoid, infraspinatus, trapezius, teres major, latissimus dorsi...

It's all covered up!

Even the groove in the center of the spine was pushed aside. In this area, we have to consider whether it has violated the spine...

Of course, the problem of the spine can be discussed later.Gretel looked at the tumor first: the surface was smooth, soft, and mobile.Normal skin color and temperature, clear boundary, slight tenderness, size...

When I take a ruler to measure it, it will exceed 30cm*20cm...

He pressed and pushed the border with his fingers, feeling satisfied.Although he is just an emergency doctor, not the dermatology department next door, he can feel that this thing is not very dangerous with his intuition:

The color is normal, the surface is smooth, and there is no ulcer at present, and squamous cell carcinoma and melanoma are excluded; the texture is soft, the boundary is clear, and fibroids and hemangiomas are excluded.In short, intuition is a very safe and simple thing.

Lipoma?
According to the medical history, I had cut off a large lump of yellow, fat-like things before, and the possibility of lipoma was indeed very high.So, now, let me see the spine!

Gretel stood up straight and stretched his waist.Elder Brock had been staring at him closely, and immediately asked:

"How? Can it be cured?"

"Wait, I haven't finished watching it yet." Before the examination was completed, Gretel dared not say whether it could be cured or not.He shook his hand, and helped the old hunchback to stand upright:

"Stand up straight, stand up straight! Keep your back straight! Don't sway! Hey, don't deliberately lean in any direction, follow your usual standing posture!"

Cerilla understood, and stood opposite with the tiara.Gretel turned on [Detect Magic], glanced up, and immediately smiled:
This spine is pretty good!
No bends!
Looking at his high left shoulder and low right shoulder before, I thought the tumor was too big and had invaded the spine, causing scoliosis!
His expression relaxed, and the old man's eyes lit up, and he wanted to speak.Gretel waved to him, took two steps to the left, and stood on the left side of the old hunchback.At the same time, Cerilla moved to the right, perfectly fulfilling the task of an X-ray light source.

emmmmm... The lateral view is not very clear... This tumor is a bit deep, and the relationship with the surrounding tissues is not so easy to distinguish... Unfortunately, a CT would be fine...

"How? Is it okay?"

Elder Yuguan asked under his throat.Gretel shook his head lightly:

"No, I can't see clearly." He stretched out his finger, and drew a vague line on the old man's shoulder, back and side:
"I can't see how deep the tumor is, and there are blood vessels nearby. According to the agreement, please lend me a contract spirit so that I can take a closer look."

There was a sudden hum in the hall.Not many people in the front row dared to speak, but in the crowd in the back row, people began to whisper:
"Do you really want to give it to him?"

"An outsider?"

"There is a spirit of contract, even a slightly qualified child can become an elder! Just give it like this?"

"Just borrow it! It's not for him!"

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he ignored it.He made a gesture, and immediately two young apprentices in white robes joined hands to move a totem pole over.

The totem pole was as thick as a hug and more than ten feet long. When it was placed in the center of the hall, it almost stood up to the sky.The column body is dark, oily and smooth, from top to bottom, it seems to be covered with a thick layer of pulp.

Brock turned to the totem pole, groaned, raised his palms high above his head, clapped, clacked, clapped three times.Then, clasping his hands together on his chest, he began to sing a song that Gretel couldn't understand.

The ballad was majestic and desolate, high-pitched and agitated, with a barbaric atmosphere rushing towards his face, Gretel's heart was shaken when he heard it.Singing and singing, a sharp eagle cry hovered upwards, pulled to the highest point, and swooped down suddenly!

Gretel took a deep breath.He subconsciously activated the [Detection Magic], and in the halo, a vague shadow of a raptor rushed straight down and landed on the totem pole.Using force with both claws, a round phantom emerged from the totem pole.

"This totem spirit, let me borrow it for you first." The meditation environment was as turbulent as water waves, and a grand and fiery existence came up, building a bridge between him and the phantom.

Following the advice of the old man with the feather crown, Gretel relaxed his mind, and soon felt that there was a short, round guy in his consciousness.The thing's two forelimbs were short and powerful, holding something, and it was gnawing it with its huge front teeth.

It's a...beaver?
The spirit of the contract that you lent me is a beaver?

Well, it's very beaver...

Gretel complained silently, driving Void Spirit to jump up and sink into the old hunchbacked body.The size of the contracted spirit is not limited by the physical body, and soon, he saw the situation in the patient's body through the eyes of the incorporeal body:

Skin, fat, muscle, blood vessels...it's too blurry, get closer, and the vision will be clearer...the capsule outside the tumor...

Elder Brock closed his eyes slightly.He used his own spirituality and the spirit of the contract as a bridge to allow Gretel to communicate with the spirit of the beaver.This is the so-called "lending to him", as long as the old man is willing, he can cut off the connection between the two at any time.

There are additional benefits to being a bridge.He can also see what Gretel sees spiritually, but the speed is too fast, and the old man really can't keep up:

what is this?
What is this again?
A smooth, delicate, complete film?The vision of the beaver spirit is advancing close to the edge of the membrane?Well, the capsule is quite intact, and there is no messy thing dripping out... so quickly?Still digging in, what does he want to see?
The spiritual vision suddenly brightened, but it was Gretel who took the initiative to cut off the connection and left the spiritual vision.He stood among the crowd, with a calm face and full of confidence:

"It can be cured. It's just a subcutaneous lipoma, just cut it off."

Well, for such a simple subcutaneous lipoma, the operation is difficult, and county-level hospitals can complete it.The more troublesome thing is the diagnosis. He has seen lipomas infiltrating the cervical spine before, compressing the spinal cord and causing hemiplegia.

Therefore, without CT and MRI, Gretel dared not undergo surgery anyway.The alternative is to get a virtual body to take a look...

"Then... cut it now?"

The old hunchback asked slightly, trembling on the operating table.Gretel nodded firmly:

"If you think you can, cut it now!"

Subcutaneous lipoma is just a small job in the dermatology department. Posting an article on this will make people laugh to death.In their hospital, if you want to publish an article about a lipoma, it must be at least a heart lipoma, a brainstem lipoma, or a huge subperitoneal lipoma...

Skin preparation, cleaning, taking pictures under local anesthesia, and the scalpel flying.A long incision was made in the middle of the left back, and the mage's hands pulled the skin apart.

Gretel had investigated it beforehand and knew it well.The mage's hand keeps sliding along the outside of the capsule, pulling, tearing, and blunt separation.The lipoma was cut without harming the surrounding muscles and blood vessels. The operation was light and fast, without any hesitation from the beginning to the end.

Soon, a huge mass of lipoma, together with the envelope, was lifted out by the hands of the mage.

The tumor is so big, those mage hands are three or five sizes bigger than normal palms...

"Who will weigh it? How heavy is this tumor?"

Gretel yelled as he rinsed.The tumors they removed in general surgery weighed up to three kilograms, and it is said that the dermatology department removed tumors weighing more than five kilograms.Tsk, if this can break a record, even though I am embarrassed to post an article, I can still brag with them...

A group of savages looked at each other.What, just cut it, and still have to weigh it?

Is this a quirk of alien healers?
This healer is really a servant of the God of Nature, not a necromancer?

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