Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1145 1127. Surgical reinforcements
"Calm down, Lan."

Amidst the sorrow and regret of the crowd, Gandalf stepped forward with a soothing tone in his voice.

"They were all stabbed through the chest by Azog and his men. It's too late. Thorin's last regret is that he couldn't say goodbye to everyone. Just let him leave in peace, okay?"

Lan knelt on one knee on the ice, his eyes constantly scanning back and forth between the three dwarves lying on the ground.

Qilin was looking over here, its elegant and noble figure blocking others who wanted to come forward, but its feline-like face was also looking over here.

The fluffy ball felt equally sad. It put its two furry little front paws on its chest and walked closer to Lan, meowing softly.

"Now is not the time to talk about that."

The witcher didn't even look at the old wizard who walked up to him.

"I killed a dragon in Changhu Town, and then I ran to the outside of River Valley City to kill a demon wolf that should have been extinct ten thousand years ago. I don't want to watch this bastard die now!"

"Can you perform healing magic? If you only know illumination magic, you, a wizard, should get out of here!"

Gandalf, who was scolded, rubbed the fingers holding the wand together in a tangled manner, but in the end he said nothing, pursed his lips and took a few steps back.

The cold wind blew on the ice surface, and the fine ice sand on the ice surface looked like sand and dust, blowing out the feeling of sand and dust rolling on the ground.

The witcher's cat's eyes looked up and down at Thorin, Fili and Kili.

He took action and tore open the clothes on the chests of the three dwarves with a few swishing sounds.

Just as Gandalf said, the three of them were stabbed in the chest by different enemies.

Fili and Qili were probably stabbed by a pointed cone-shaped weapon.

And Thorin.
Lan En glanced to the side and saw a vicious double-pointed knife on the left arm of a dead pale orc on the other side of the ice.

"The main reason for their rapid decline in vital signs is the massive bleeding and organ damage caused by the penetrating chest wound. The specific human body diagram is as follows, sir."

Mentos was as reliable as ever. It projected a virtual image of Thorin and the other two's bodies onto Lan's retina and marked the shape of the wound in red.

Lan examined three diagrams of the human body.

Normally, the wounds on Thorin and the others' bodies were enough to kill a normal human on the spot, but because the dwarves of this world were strong enough to use their skulls to withstand the Hundred Leaf Hammer, the three of them were only now left with a breath of life.

In an instant, Lan En's mind began to plan out treatment plans, as well as possible consequences and response plans.

All kinds of complicated and trivial ideas burst out like a flood under Lan En's inspiration.

Then all these thoughts will be captured by Mentos, so that they will not be as fleeting as the shooting stars in the mind.

Various ideas are recorded by the biochemical intelligent computer, and the logic is straightened out and classified.

Then, using massive computing power, we verify the feasibility and finally select the top five most reasonable and most likely to succeed for Lan En to make the final choice.

Everything was completed in a very short time. To outsiders, it might even be just the time it took for Lan En to take a deep breath.

But then, Lan En pulled off the alchemical leather bag at his waist and threw it to the flannel ball.

"Meow?"

The kitten jumped up and caught the alchemical leather bag, looking at its boss with a bit of confusion.

"Find the medical kit inside." Lan En gave the order as he began to strip off all the clothes on the upper bodies of the three of them, exposing their wounds.

"Hurry up, fuzzball."

"I got it, nya!"

After saying that, Felynx put the alchemical leather bag on the ground, and tucked his entire head and hands into it, leaving only a pair of furry paws and tail dangling outside without touching the ground.

He searched very hard.

Although Lan En was a demon hunter and had prepared a lot of restorative potions for himself, he also took into account the possibility that Qilin and Flannel Ball were injured, as well as his own knowledge and skills in the medical field.

Therefore, surgical instruments and medical supplies are always kept in the alchemical bag, and they are completely replaced every time he returns to Aretuza.

The people who were originally blocked outside by Qilin and had already started to bow their heads in silence, now saw Lan En's clear and organized movements, and they gradually came to their senses.

Can this really be saved?!
Dwalin was the most excited. His snot and tears had already stuck to his beard. He was holding onto Qilin's horse legs and looking eagerly in Lan's direction.

After Lan En took the medical equipment out of the flannel ball, he began to move smoothly.

There was no time to worry about the infected wounds. He now had to heal the three dwarves' chest wounds first. After that, he could only hope on the herbal medicine of this world and the dwarves' tough physique.

Lan simply took off his gloves, washed his hands with alcohol, and began to put his hands into the dwarf's chest.

His broad palm could almost cover the entire front of the dwarf's chest, but with his skilled techniques, the disadvantage of his large palm in delicate movements did not appear at all.

Dexterity, precision, and delicacy. This is a surgical technique that can be called art, and it even has a natural sense of beauty and ritual.

The fingers penetrated deep into the sticky and slippery chest cavity and found the elastic blood vessels hidden in the plasma and flesh.

Just finding the blood vessels in a messy wound would take a normal doctor a lot of time.

Because blood vessels will pull back after being broken, just like a rubber band. If the blood vessels in the thigh are broken, they may be pulled back into the abdominal cavity directly due to elasticity. But Mentos had already fully analyzed the wound situation and planned in advance where the blood vessels might be. Lan En only needed to look for them in a small area.

He deftly sutured, tied knots, closed the wound, and drained the accumulated blood in the dwarf's chest.
He performed the chest penetration and suture operation and closed the chests of the three dwarves in just ten minutes without any assistance!

On average, each dwarf took just over three minutes!
Moreover, the seams are smooth and the stitches are neat and dense.

This gave hope to the group of people watching outside.

But Lan En, who was in charge of the operation, did not relax his brows.

Because the situation for Thorin, Fili, and Kili is still not optimistic.

After the wounds were closed, the blood vessels were sutured, and even the organ damage was temporarily healed, the faces of the three of them were still pale and their pupils began to dilate.

They had been injured for too long, and during that time, blood and other things had been flowing out of the wounds.

Do you need a blood transfusion now? If there is not enough blood, the body cannot function properly.

Lan En looked down at the three dwarves, then irritably denied his own idea.

It's not just blood. In the process of the wound opening, they lost too much. Their physiological indicators dropped sharply like a cliff. The chain reaction caused by this cannot be reversed by blood transfusion.

It is a total collapse of the entire body's functions!
If we had to say what the three of them were lacking right now, then we could make a list. The names of the substances on it would be enough to fill up several large sheets of parchment.

If we only give them a name, Lan En can only say that what they lack is vitality.

It can allow their gradually dying bodies to regain the vitality they need.

"Think of a way, think of a way. I remember. I vaguely remember that I seemed to have..."

Lan En pinched his forehead with his bloody fingers and muttered irritably. The flannel ball beside him also looked at the witcher and the dwarf on the ground worriedly.

Demon hunters always feel like they have this thing in them.

Mentos began to rapidly forward and retrieve Lan's memories.

At the same time, on the other side of Crow Ridge from Lonely Mountain, the sound of the legion's footsteps began to rumble.

The orcs' shouts also began to appear.

Gandalf first looked at Lann, who was still rescuing the three dwarves, then walked forward to the frozen waterfall and looked down.

"The orcs of Gundaba!"

The old wizard pressed his pointed hat and turned around and shouted.

"The orcs from Gundaba have arrived!"

Everyone present had a solemn expression on their face. The orcs that came out of Dol Guldur alone had already turned Lonely Mountain into a mess.

At this time, the orcs from Gundaba are about to enter the battlefield to start a battle, and the situation is not optimistic no matter how you think about it.

Dwalin wiped his face fiercely, looked at Thorin and the others who were obviously unable to move, picked up his axe and walked out.

"I'll hold them off! Let me do it!"

Legolas, Tauriel, and Glorfindel also drew their weapons.

But Gandalf, standing on the edge of the frozen waterfall, looked up at the sky.

The arrival of the orcs did not bring a dark and oppressive atmosphere, on the contrary.
The white clouds and sunshine in the sky appear even more holy.

"No, no." A butterfly flew to the top of Gandalf's wand, and the old wizard looked at it with a smile. "Our friend has finally caught up."

Along with the old wizard's wise and relieved smile, a sharp eagle cry came from the sky!
In an instant, every white cloud in the sky was blown away by the violent airflow, revealing a black figure above the clouds.

Those are flocks of big eagles!
Noble creature, ally of all good creatures, enemy of evil!

Each claw of these eagles can easily catch an adult, and there is wisdom shining in their eyes. They are not ordinary creatures.

As soon as they appeared, the Gundaba orcs, who were originally marching towards Lonely Mountain via Crow Ridge in a menacing manner, suddenly became panicked.

On the narrow mountain road, every swooping eagle could directly knock down the orcs standing all along the road.

The orcs' air force - the evil bats, are like a group of flies in front of the great eagle.

The Ork air power was completely suppressed.

And it’s not just air power.

"Roar!!!"

An angry bear roar came from the back of a huge eagle. It was a tall man who jumped off the eagle's back and turned into an exaggerated giant bear in mid-air!

The giant bear was unharmed after falling from a height of dozens or nearly a hundred meters, and it directly broke into the orcs' formation and began to kill.

And at this moment, Lan En, facing the sunlight revealed by the clouds blown away by the eagle, suddenly remembered something.

(End of this chapter)