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

chapter 60
God of nature?

Gretel had long forgotten about this.These days, he was bored in the mage tower, and he was fascinated by learning magic.Meditate, memorize words, read basic textbooks, learn magic——

How fun is magic!

Hey, this Dancing Light can create four light sources that float around.A few more, wouldn't you be able to rub the shadowless lamp with your hands?
Hey, this freezing ray can artificially make ice, which is a necessary spell to cool off in summer.It's a pity that the temperature can't drop too low, otherwise.You can make very delicate ice cream!
Hey, this flashing technique is also very good. It can create strong light, but fireflies are used as the casting material, which is too harmful to the ecology.I'll have to study it another day and replace it with something else...

Gretel enjoyed his research.There are only two things that bother me:

On the one hand, the growth of spiritual power has reached a bottleneck.

After being able to cast spells five times a day, he is stuck there, unable to make further progress;
Furthermore, the research on detection magic, or in other words, X-ray technology, has not progressed.

He ran up and down the mage tower, and looked at all the places he could see except the center.I just searched like this, but I didn't find any magical aura that could illuminate the bones, and I doubted life every day:
Are the laws of physics in this world different from those in previous lives?Or do I have to find radioactive material?If I really find radioactive material, I can't carry it with my small body, right?
He eats in the mage tower every day, lives in the mage tower, and studies in the mage tower.More than two points and one line, it is completely one point and one line.If you bring a mobile phone with you, open it and look at the daily trajectory map, you can only see a dot...

Rest in peace!

dream!
Happy life!
Going out this time, Gretel was kicked out by the mage tower and inspected the nearby Taer village.This is under the name of the Mage Tower, or strictly speaking, the property under the name of the Magic Council. Although there is no need to personally manage the rent collection, it is still very important to send someone to go around every month to declare the ownership of the village. necessary.

At the very least, the magician has to make a personal appearance...

Naturally, this kind of drudgery, which is not helpful for researching magic, falls to Grete, who is the lowest level and the latest to become a mage apprentice.

Gretel rode an old horse, swayed, and followed the gatekeeper to the village of Taal.The horses were tame and steadfast, and Gretel didn't bother at all, keeping his eyes open and distracted along the way.Walking and walking, a scream suddenly came from the forest not far away!
Gretel: ! ! !

There are people injured?Where?Is the injury serious?
He ran away following the sound.When I went to the place, I saw a middle-aged man lying under the small cliff, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and his left leg was twisted unnaturally.A rattan basket rolled five or six steps away, and the rope tied around his waist was only a meter long, and the end was rough.The other end dangled from the cliff, apparently when the rope frayed on the rock while working on the cliff.

- High fall injury.

- Broken left leg.

- may be accompanied by a fracture elsewhere, or a ruptured internal organ.

Gretel glanced at it and came to a conclusion.He squatted beside the man and pressed one hand on the man's right wrist: "You fell from above? Is there a companion by your side? Is your home nearby?"

The man nodded vigorously.He struggled to reach Lagrette's sleeve: "Help me—help me—"

Very good, the patient is conscious, the pulse is strong, the breathing is smooth, and the vital signs are temporarily stable.Gretel glanced at it and saw that on the injured person's left calf, the white stubble had pierced the outside of the skin, and blood was gushing out continuously.Open fracture, massive bleeding!

Stop the bleeding first!

Gretel instinctively jumped forward, stretched out his right hand, and firmly pressed the injured femoral artery.Turning his head, he shouted to the servant of the Mage Tower:
"Is there a long cloth belt!"

"no!"

"There is, there is, there is!" A series of chaotic footsteps, a few peasants carrying baskets and carrying shovels, stumbled and slid down the side of the cliff, obviously the companions of the injured.One of them was skating while still shouting:
"The sixth is injured! Hurry up and call the master! Hurry up!"

A farmer turned his head and ran.The other one heard that Gretel wanted a belt, and hurriedly tore it on his body, and with a swipe, he tore off a long cloth belt.

Gretel tugged, the thickness and firmness can only be said to be better than nothing.He handed back the rope:

"Bring a stick here! The thickness of your fingers, as long as one hand is enough! Well, put the stick on his lap, where my fingers are, and tie the tape tightly! - Is it tight? Okay! Turn the stick around once. One more turn!"

The twine creaked.The injured screamed in pain and were held down by his companions: "Don't move, don't move! Your leg—hey, there's less blood coming out!"

"Sir, it's amazing!"

"What little gentleman, it's Mr. Mage!"

A farmer saw the wand on Grete's cuff sharply and corrected his companion.The farmer who was tightening the stick trembled and almost fell into the mud:

"Fa, Mr. Mage!"

"You don't move! Your hands are clenched!" Gretel yelled at him.After shouting and lying down, I felt at the far end of the artery. I was sure that I could no longer feel the pulse, so I ordered the person holding the wooden stick:

"Hold tight! Don't move! The strap is loose and call me!"

MD!

There is no spinning tourniquet, so I have to do it first!

The peasant tremblingly agreed.Gretel ignored him, beckoning the others to lay the wounded down and undress.He crouched beside himself and asked the wounded and his companions:
"How did he fall? Vertically or sideways?"

"Where to hit the ground first? Hands, legs, or back?"

"Do you fall down on your stomach or face up to the sky?"

The wounded and several companions answered one by one.Gretel got the answer he wanted. Seeing that the injured person's clothes were almost taken off, he began to check carefully:
There were no other obvious wounds on the body surface.

Abdominal compression, no obvious pain in left upper quadrant...left middle abdomen...right upper quadrant...

I just checked here, and on the mountain road not far away, there are roaring footsteps.Grete turned his head and glanced in his busy schedule, and saw an old white-haired man with a wooden stick in one hand and a peasant who had called someone earlier in the other.The old man galloped over at such a speed that even the dark brown linen robe was raised back high, and a man weighing [-] jin was like nothing in his hands.

This old man is awesome!

Gretel sighed inwardly.Beside them, several farmers bowed their heads unevenly:
"Elder!"

"Elder!"

"Elder, save me! Save me!"

The injured struggled hard.Gretel yelled at him, pressed his right hand hard, and pushed the person back to the ground, and continued to lower his head to check.

"who are you?"

The old man had come to his side, put down the farmer, and looked down at the wounded.Gretel doesn't look up:

"Gret Nordmark."

"You are Gretel?" The old man's voice fluctuated slightly.Without waiting for Gretel to answer, he squatted down again and pressed the skin next to the wounded's tourniquet:
"You made this stick? What a great idea! All right, get out of the way now, and I'll fix this leg!"

Fractures can be cured with one treatment?This is much stronger than me!Gretel looked sideways.However, seeing the old man stretch out his hand to pull, he instinctively ducked and shouted

"Don't touch him!"

The old man was startled.Gretel's rebuttal has already burst out like a barrage of cannons:
"I haven't finished the examination yet! Treat it now, do you know if his internal organs are injured?"

The old man was stunned.After a while of silence, he asked:

"I have also treated people with broken legs. Sometimes the legs are cured, but after two days, people die. Did they hurt their internal organs?"

"It's possible..."

Gretel murmured.There are many reasons for the death of high fall injuries, such as rupture of internal organs, brain damage, or aortic dissection.
"Then what do you think?"

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(End of this chapter)