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Chapter 611 To be knifed or stabbed, choose one, speed
When Gretel yelled at him, Sir Harrington's face turned pale and red, red and white again.Jumping up and trying to escape, he took a step, and sat down with another "ouch":

"This...how to do this..."

He subconsciously looked towards the door.Gretel didn't turn his head back, pointing his hand, a mage's hand flew out and closed the door directly.Seeing this, Sir Harrington breathed a sigh of relief:

"You...don't say anything!"

"Don't worry, as healers, we will keep the secrets for our patients." Gretel comforted him softly.It's just a foreign body in the bladder. The urology department sees three or five patients a week, so it's not a problem. Which doctor is so talkative and gossips.

In fact, things like this mercury thermometer are not rare foreign objects, and if they are kept in the department as collections, they are of no value to popularize science for young doctors.Even to publish a paper, you have to collect hundreds of cases and more than a dozen foreign bodies before you have the nerve to write an article.

His demeanor was gentle and his tone firm, without the slightest hint of curiosity or contempt.Seeing that the patient had calmed down a bit, Gretel raised his finger to the sky, the fingertips glowing green:
"In the name of the God of Nature, if I reveal Mr. Jazz's illness and cause damage to Mr. Jazz's reputation, may I be despised by the God of Nature and lose all my extraordinary powers."

"Me, me too!"

Priest Donald quickly followed up, pointing to the name of the goddess of springs, and swore exactly the same oath.Viscount Harrington finally calmed down a bit, and asked tentatively:

"Then... how to cure it?"

Thankfully, in this world, it is still useful to swear in the name of the gods.In the previous life, if the patient believed you, he would believe you. If he didn't believe you, it would be useless to swear by anything.Gretel secretly praised the God of Nature, and said seriously:
"Two methods. One is to cut open from the lower abdomen, take out the things, and heal them with healing techniques;"

"What!" Sir Harrington jumped up suddenly: "Cut it?!"

His voice was suddenly sharp and high-pitched, even a little distorted, like a rooster whose neck had been stepped on.cut?As scary as it sounds!
"It doesn't matter if you don't cut it." Gretel still maintained a gentle smile, as if he hadn't been attacked by the noise at all.He raised his hand slightly, his fingertips were a little bit green, raised his head, and swayed slightly:
"Use a vine, insert it from the place where the thermometer goes in, and drag it out. How to get in and how to get out is very convenient."

"what?!"

Viscount Harrington's face was pale, he shrank back involuntarily, folded his hands, and protected his lower abdomen:

Let the vines go in from that place?It sounds scary!
After two proposals were rejected in a row, Gretel hadn't said anything yet, Priest Donald was getting a little impatient.He scratched his head dejectedly, and made a bird's nest of his light-blond hair:
"I won't do this, and I won't do that. What do you want?! Tell you, the healing technique can reduce your fever, but it can't take out the things you put in!"

"Okay, these two plans sound a bit scary, let him take it easy." Gretel comforted Priest Donald with a smile.In his previous life, he had seen countless patients cringe, scream, and desperately resist:
In the previous life, cystoscopy was usually used to remove foreign bodies in the bladder.That thing, the diameter of the electron microscope and the mirror rod at the front is 7 mm, and the length is 30 cm.The silver light is shining, and it looks hard and cold.Seriously, vines are friendlier than that...

At the very least, he can control the diameter of the vines within 1mm.It is soft and smooth, and there is no pain when it is inserted, and it must be accurate when it is pulled out, so that it will not slip off halfway, and it needs to be clipped once, twice, or three times.

Actually... the thing you inserted is several times thicker than a vine...

Sir Harrington, however, was clearly unable to recover.He stretched out his finger, stroked his lower abdomen vainly, and made up his mind; then stared at the vine on Gretel's fingertip, looked at his lower abdomen, and made up his mind again.After tossing for a long time, tremblingly asked:
"Can I die?"

"If it is not cured, there may be many sequelae." Gretel raised his palm.The miniature version of the oak stick on the chest protruded from a tree root, rolled with [Endless Ink Pen], and swipe the record as he said:
"First of all, urgent urination, frequent urination, painful urination, and hematuria will definitely not get better;"

"Secondly, if this thing stays for a long time—the cases I've heard of, the longest one has been for 28 years—the urine scale will settle on it, wrapping it layer by layer, forming stones, which will be bigger and harder take it out;"

"Again, this thing is shaking and grinding and grinding in the bladder, probably grinding a hole through the bladder..."

You are aware of the above complications, sign to give up the treatment, and we will send you away immediately.Before saying this, Sir Harrington shook his head quickly:

"I'll cure it! I'll cure it! That... Which treatment method is more convenient? Less painful?"

In fact, in the previous life, if you can use a cystoscope to clip it out, you should use a cystoscope as much as possible, and cut it as a last resort.However, this is a world with magic spells, and the medical options are different:
"Actually, there are divine arts, and both options are acceptable." Gretel patiently explained to him:

"If you use vines, you don't need to cut an incision on your body. However, when things are dragged out, they may touch and rub in the urethra, and there will always be some damage—of course, this scratch, generally speaking, a healing operation it will be fine;"

"If the bladder is incised, the operation is relatively simple. One knife, drag it out, and heal it. The incision is not big," he stretched out his hand and compared it, about 3 centimeters:

"That's all. Which one to choose is up to you."

"Then... where's the money?"

"Use vines, 50 gold coins for vine operation, 50 gold coins for magic pain relief, 50 gold coins for minor injuries." Gretel counted to him:
"Using incision, 750 gold coins for tranquillity, 50 gold coins for surgery, and 50 gold coins for minor injuries. It's up to you to choose."

Sir Harrington hesitated and hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still felt that being stabbed was more terrible.Gretel was also kind and asked him to go to the operating room and take off his clothes.When it was time to set the position, the patient began to struggle again:
"I don't want it!" He huddled on the operating table and shook his head desperately, the lead powder on his face shook off, making Gretel want to do disinfection again:
"It's so embarrassing!"

Cough... The lithotomy position is like this... If I knew this, why did I insert the foreign object into the urethra and stimulate the urethral sphincter, which would easily allow the sphincter to move the foreign object inward, and the deeper it moved!

This thing shouldn't be messed around with!
"If you don't swing it, put your legs flat and cut your stomach. Well, you decide." Gretel began to turn the mage's hands into oval forceps:
"Tranquilization is the time to make a decision. Hurry up, three, two, one!"

"I choose to cut!"

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Still sick, still a little nauseous...

There are three days before my birthday. I wish I can be well before my birthday. I hope that I can eat big noodles and lay an egg on my birthday.
(End of this chapter)