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

Chapter 85 X-ray Guided Bronchi Extraction
The old magician's face was as black as a rainstorm.Gretel opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know whether to justify, flip the table, or argue with reason...

Really, I have seen all kinds of medical troubles in my previous life.There are all kinds of unauthorized recordings, unauthorized video recordings, signing informed consent forms with faded signature pens, signing but not acknowledging accounts, and making a lot of noise and saying that we don’t understand.The world is in a variety of ways, and the tricks are renovated.

With more than ten years of clinical experience, he is in the emergency department like a powder keg. He is also very experienced.Be careful, you can't prevent this magic trick!
And, was my complication just now being too rude?I know that people from other worlds will not be bombarded with informed consent, and will have all kinds of discomfort...

But now it's too late to regret it.Besides, it's not something to regret. He couldn't keep his mouth shut when he fell into other people's magic. Speaking of which, he was still a victim.Before Gretel could figure out how to justify it, Elder Erwin turned pale and pulled him behind him:
"What are you doing?! If we want to cure, we will cure, if we don't, we will leave!"

It's so good, in the face of medical troubles back then, we couldn't yell "go for a cure or not"...

Gretel silently felt sad, and shrank behind the teacher, as if the sky was falling and a boss was holding it.Elder Erwin's oak stick slammed on the ground, pointed at the old magician, roared with rage, and the mountain shook:

"Who wants to harm your grandson?!
Who wants to take this risk? !
If little Gretel doesn't stand up and say he has a solution, how can you still anger him?

Now that the law has been said, how to teach, he has let us try it on himself, what's the matter, now he just said 'this is possible in rare cases', you come to ask the teacher to ask the guilt? ! "

Teacher, you are so kind, it’s so good to travel through T_T Believe it or not, if I was in the hospital in my previous life, I dared to yell like this halfway through, and a patient complained, and the medical department would come to the door...

Gretel secretly wiped tears in his heart.And Elder Erwin's roaring effect is very effective, the old magician apologized repeatedly, and promised that even if there was a problem, he would never ask for trouble.After tossing for a long time, the elder finally calmed down and waved his hand:

"Okay, let's get started..."

"I don't want-"

boy screaming.The ten-year-old boy's voice was sharp and bright, and it was only a little short of the dolphin's sound, which could make one's eardrum perforate directly.Gretel's hands trembled, and the detection magic was released halfway, and scattered on the spot.

With a swoosh, Elder Erwin's vine shrank back and turned into a seed again.

"George! Be obedient!"

The old magician shouted.However, he was busy making amends to Elder Erwin before, and when he was distracted, he didn't pay attention when the confinement spell expired.The bear child was tied to the side and listened to the audience. He was shivering with fright. After getting out of trouble, he immediately rolled around:
"I don't want--I don't want--cough-cough-Grandpa, you save me, I'm obedient--cough-cough-cough-I don't want vines inserted into my lungs--cough-cough-cough-"

In a panic, the bear boy burst out with amazing mobility, and threw his head on the old magician, wiping his robes with his snot and tears.The old man picked him up with a dark face, put it on the stool heavily, and shouted:
"do not move!"

Another magic flew out.The boy froze on the stool, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't make a sound.However, under the confinement of magic, the tip of the little finger couldn't move, so he could only keep his eyes wide open, tears streaming down his face, and his little face was full of pleading.

There was no pity for this pitiful appearance.The old magician had a gloomy face, blowing his beard and staring:

"Cry, cry, cry, why cry! I told you to be disobedient! I told you to roll around! I told you to put the Ain stone in your mouth! Will you dare in the future?"

The little guy burst into tears.Gretel sighed and persuaded, "Wait a minute."

Pleading immediately turned into joy.Gretel turned a blind eye and looked at Master Gehrman:
"Go get someone to wipe his snot. That way, the vines won't be easy to get in."

"Makes sense.—Black!"

With an order, the young servant who had just escaped appeared again holding a water basin and a towel...

The bear boy's expression changed from joy to resentment again, but there was nothing he could do, and he was rubbing his face with a towel.Immediately after his eyes darkened, it was Gretel who commanded:
"Blindfold his eyes."

The bald bishop cast a divine spell, Elder Erwin urged the vines, and the old magician turned on detection magic.Gretel stood beside the bear child, walked straight ahead, and circled to the side, monitoring the position of the vines in the meditative field of vision, and kept commanding:

"down."

"down."

"Continue down."

"Wait a moment, here is the glottis, don't rush forward. When he breathes, the glottis will naturally open, and then go down..."

"Left! Slant down a little further, okay, this angle is just right! Keep going, stop! Fold left sideways, stop for a while, and wait for me to look to the side..."

"Take a little bit in, and a little bit more, well, the position is right. Don't worry, let the vines grow slowly and naturally stretch in..."

"Very good, here it is! Wrap the stone! Wrap it firmly, pull it back slowly, don't worry, the upper trachea is thicker than the lower one..."

He gave a password, and Elder Erwin made an action.Not long after, in the vision of meditation, the brilliance of Ain's stone has withdrawn to his throat.Without Grete's order, the vine branched out, pushed open the bear child's teeth, and sent out the pale yellow stone leisurely.

"It's alright..."

Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back, and almost fell on the edge of the bed.It is finally over, the risks and complications that I have been worrying about will finally not happen!

He ordered in a hoarse voice:

"No problem... Lord Bishop, release the magical technique and let him cough... Cough out the phlegm as much as possible, and then how to treat it, you all know better than me..."

While giving orders, he stared at the Ain stone.To be fair, he has seen a lot of foreign objects in the airway. His respiratory medicine friend is a collector, and he has collected a whole cabinet of foreign objects—but, it definitely doesn’t include this stuff!

I really want to send it to him... The only existence in the world can write a good case report!
"On the Symptoms and Follow-up Treatment of Ion Stone Entering the Bronchus", um, such an article, I don't know if I can send a lancet...

Breathing sounds came and went.The confinement magic was lifted, the divine art was lifted, the bear boy jumped down immediately, and the high pitched again:
"Wow--cough-cough-cough--wow--"

"To shut up!"

The old magician grabbed the grandson's ear with a shot like lightning.With force on his hand, he carried it to Elder Erwin:
"Bow! Thank you!"

"Wow... woo... thank you, thank you for your treatment..."

The bear child sobbed and bowed one by one.After thanking Elder Erwin, thanking the bald bishop, and thanking the great priest, he was brought to Gretel by his grandfather.He cried and twitched, tears and snot smeared his face, and bowed to Gretel:

"Thank you for your treatment... woo..."

"anything else?"

The old magician urged.The bear boy was picked up by his ears again, sobbed, and bowed deeply again:
"Yes, I'm sorry...I shouldn't have robbed you of your Ain Stone...I don't dare any more..."

Alas, how good it is to educate children like this.Gretel sighed secretly and reached out to help:

"never mind……"

He suddenly froze, his face strange.Elder Erwin had just finished casting the spell. Seeing him stunned there, looking like he had been struck by lightning, he could not help asking:

"Little Gretel, what's the matter?"

"teacher……"

Gretel tremblingly raised a hand:

"I seem to be... about to break through..."

　Protagonist: With a good topic, there is no "New England" or "The Lancet" to post...crying and chirping...

　　It's finally cured, and the rewards can be settled in the next chapter!
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