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

Chapter 81 The auscultation practice of the temple boss

The old magician looked at Gretel with suspicion.

If he hadn't witnessed Gretel presiding over the rescue yesterday, both of the two great healers claimed to be presiding over this young man, and he would not have paid any attention to this guy at this moment.

But now, seeing Elder Erwin taking the initiative to ask, and the bald bishop smiling, he thought about it and unbuttoned the child's clothes with his own hands:
"George, be obedient, take off your shirt."

The boy twisted and turned, dissatisfied.The old magician coaxed and frightened, and even said the words "Ain stone rots in your lungs and you are going to die", and finally coaxed the child to calm down and take off his shirt.Grete was half-kneeling in front of the child, the distal end of the copper tube pressed against the boy's left shoulder, turned his head sideways, and pressed the proximal end of the copper tube to his right ear.

"No wonder he was holding the copper pipe. I guessed for a long time, but it turned out that he was afraid of freezing the child." At the end of the bed, the bald bishop turned to Elder Erwin and praised softly.The elder nodded:
"Little Gretel treats patients very carefully."

The old magician glanced back at them and did not say anything, but secretly kept these words in his heart.Looking at Gretel again, the young man looked intently, listening to the movement in the brass pipe.Move the other end of the tube with your right hand from time to time, neither too fast nor too slow. In each position, you will evenly stop for one or two breaths.

Left to right, top to bottom.The copper pipe in the boy's hand moved back and forth, and all the landing points were symmetrical.Although the old magician couldn't see why he did this, he was at least certain that Gretel must be well-informed.

Above the clavicle, on the front chest, left axilla, and right axilla.Gretel circled the boy back and forth, even turning to his back to listen for a while, before finally putting down the brass.He raised his head and looked around at the old magician and the three temple heads, his expression calm and confident:
"It did choke in my lungs. Right at—" He reached out and pointed to the boy's right chest, and the tip of his index finger fell below the collarbone, near the inside:

"right here!"

"how do you know?"

Elder Erwin and the bald bishop asked in unison.The Grand Priest hesitated for a moment, then moved his lips and made a vague sound.Gretel answered rightly:
"Listen to the sound! In this part of the right lung, the breath sounds are obviously lower than in other places! - Come, come and listen..."

The bald bishop came first.Elder Erwin just hesitated for a moment, and was pushed back by him, shaking his head helplessly.Gretel handed over the copper pipe and let the bald bishop listen.

"Come on, that's it, point it at your ear and press your head on the patient... stop!"

"what?"

The bishop looked at him blankly.The big bald head is flashing, as if a line of words is displayed on it: I don't understand, I don't understand...

"Heat the distal end of the stethoscope with your hand first to avoid discomfort for the patient." Grete commanded as a matter of course.The bald bishop opened his mouth but did not speak.However, Elder Erwin couldn't stand it any longer, and interjected to stop:
"Hey, that's too much to ask for!"

"Yes, yes..." The old magician nodded.The venerable bishop of the temple, to see a doctor for his grandson a child, and also to pay attention to whether the copper pipe is going to be hot... This is too much. As the grandfather of the child, he is a little embarrassed.

Gretel: "..." Damn!This is not a hospital!Not teaching students!Be it a bald bishop or a teacher, his status is higher than him!

When things came to an end, he could only bite the bullet and explain calmly: "We are doctors. He is a patient. -- This has nothing to do with status. Doctors treat patients like this."

"You...all like this?"

Elder Erwin blurted out.The boy's tone was too natural, and his expression was too calm, which made him think of the oath he heard when he first met: "Health is linked, life is dependent..."

Those who pass on such oaths will indeed treat patients with such care.

Gretel nodded without hesitation.There was silence in the room for a moment, the bald bishop shrugged, reached out and touched the far end of a copper pipe, and replied softly, "It's not cold."

Gretel headed.He asked the bald bishop to press his ear against the proximal end of the copper tube, hold the distal end himself, and point while moving:
"Starting from the apex of the lungs...auscultation along the midclavicular and axillary lines, contrast between inside and outside, contrast between left and right... The order of auscultation is generally from top to bottom, from outside to inside, from left to right, and each intercostal space should be heard. ...is there a difference in volume on both sides of the front chest?"

The old magician opened his eyes in surprise.He still didn't quite understand what Gretel was talking about--a layman's sadness--but the tone and attitude of the words were all too familiar to him.With his years of experience, only a teacher can teach his disciples to be so firm and skilled!

"...It's really lower than other places." The bald-headed bishop followed Gretel's instructions, and after listening to it, he nodded in surprise.He got up and backed away, and shoved the copper pipe into Elder Erwin's hand:
"Come and listen too!"

Gretel had to explain it again.This time, Elder Erwin asked more and more specific questions: "Why does the sound of the left lung and the right lung differ? Why does the right lung sound like a snoring sound? Why..."

Gretel: "..." Do you want me to tell you about dry rales, wet rales, wheezing, wheezing?The patient is still waiting here!From the theoretical point of view, three days and three nights can't be finished!

All in all, the two bosses have heard it with their own ears, and both agree with Gretel's judgment: the Ain stone is indeed stuck in the lungs.As for how to solve it, Grete spread his hands and looked at the high-level healers eagerly. That means, I can't do it, you come.

"If it is an injury or disease, with the blessing of the goddess, it can completely heal him." The great priest of the Spring Goddess Temple was the first to speak, his brows furrowed, and his words were helpless:

"But Ain Stone choked into his lungs... I'm sorry, the church doesn't have a corresponding magic technique, and I don't know how to treat it."

The bald bishop also shook his head. "I can only think of opening my chest and taking it out..." Before he finished speaking, the bear boy screamed hoarsely: "I don't want it! I don't want it! Grandpa! He wants to kill me—"

...that you can't discuss treatment options in front of the patient.It's still the direct chest-opening version of this bloody violence, look, frighten the patient.Fortunately, this is a child. If it is a three-high patient or a critically ill patient, it may not be necessary to be frightened and pumped on the spot...

Tsk, without systematic medical training, it is easy to make mistakes.Like us, in front of cancer patients during big rounds, we always say "CA", which is guaranteed not to be revealed.

Gretel silently complained behind the bosses.The bald-headed bishop turned his head to reassure a few words, but failed, he could only promise "I won't do it if I don't do it," and retreated far away.Elder Erwin kept his head down and pondered until the two people in front had finished speaking, and then hesitantly raised his head:

"Blessed by the god of nature, I can trigger the vines and get them out of my lungs. However, I don't know where it is stuck in the lungs, and I don't know how the vines should go."

He paused and turned to Gretel, his eyes full of anticipation.Gretel thought for a while, and under the puzzled eyes of the old magician, he took a step forward:
"I have a solution for this problem."

Gretel looked calm and firm tone.Without waiting for the old magician to ask questions, he looked directly into the other party's eyes and said in one breath:

"I can see where the Ain Stone is. Just use—" He stretched out his hand and gestured: "As mentioned in the paper yesterday, detect magic. If you can see it, you can guide the vines out."

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