(bendachu leader added 6)

As soon as the vertical pupil appeared, the giant who was asking questions bowed lower, and his forehead almost hit the bed. His heel wiped the floor and stepped back step by step. After a few steps, he hit the wall and dust on the roof fell down.

Grett:!!!

If I hadn't had defensive spells to hold on in advance, I would have to mess with all my head and face! It would have been a shame for my head and face. If I had surgery, wouldn't it fall into the wound directly?

Fortunately, he had also helped Africa and went to the countryside before. After traveling through time, he had seen dwarf villages, barbarian tribes, and everywhere. At this time, his face did not change, and he carefully looked at the various indicators of the old giant:

Heartbeat 65, normal, blood oxygen is 95, a little low, it is still normal, breathing 22 times per minute, normal.

Blood pressure is 190/140, which is very high, but will the blood pressure of a giant over 3 meters be higher?

In theory, adults with a height of 1.4 meters and 1.9 meters have normal blood pressure values ​​within a unified range. However, if they reach more than three meters in height, they will not be sure whether their blood pressure will be high.

After all, the pressure required to pump blood to 0.8 meters away and 1.5 meters away should be different... should it be?

There is no way, he learned the lesson of medical theory in his previous life. He couldn't help but answer the questions step by step. Change the questions and increase the difficulty. Go to the cutting-edge field. Goodbye.

While thinking, I listened to the young giant next to me and reported the situation of the elders. The Frost Fire Tribe was not many, and there were only a hundred people. I planted some food and hunted every day, and there were also several good blacksmiths.

From this mountain bag called "Lao Tin Mountain", there are seven or eight hills in a row, all of which are their hunting grounds.

The elder is 78 years old and is considered older among giants. He has a little bit of the power of frost and flames and can also use herbs to treat wounds. But he is old and not too difficult to hunt, so he doesn't have to take action.

This time, the disease occurred because the Dragon Nest sent an order to ask several tribes around to pay a tribute to a monster. It should be large and high in grades, and it would be urgent. The nearby tribes will be delivered within two days, and the farther away will be delivered to the five-day-

Because I was in a hurry, the elder had to take action himself and fight an ice bear with a few good hunters from the tribe for a day. The ice bear fell, and the elder fell down, and blood flowed from his eyes and nose.

Everyone in the clan stayed for a night. Seeing that the elder's aura became weaker and weaker, he had no choice but to come to the dragon's nest to ask for help. The silver dragon gave the things he wanted. Then the person who fell for the sake of doing things must reach out and save him!

Gret shrank his neck silently, not daring to say that these monsters were wasted more than half of them. Hearing this, coupled with the previous evaluation, he also had a concept of the elder's situation:

A high probability...a cerebral hemorrhage?

Grett condensed his mind, and the bouncer first launched CT. Maple Sevilla stood opposite, helped the old giant up and turned around, moved the tower spirit and the oak stick together, and the result was quickly produced:

Tsk, cerebral hemorrhage.

Gret sighed in his heart. He was not very good at treating cerebral hemorrhage. The patients who fell into his hands basically had to put on monitoring equipment to save their lives, and then called neurosurgery.

Sometimes I call the neurology department to see the patient's condition and where there is room for the inside and outside of the gods. But now, he is the only one in the patient...

Judging from the CT situation, the amount of bleeding is greater than 30 ml and the bleeding exceeds 12 hours. I don’t know how much brain cells have necroticated.

Hmm, the giant's head is a big circle larger than the human head, but the brain does not increase significantly. The amount of bleeding is very terrible.

Even if I save my life and save my life, I don’t know if I can wake up. How will I recover after waking up?

But no matter what, if the diagnosis is determined, it can be treated. Grett didn't think about it, and threw a soothing technique on it to calm the patient as much as possible and lower his blood pressure;

Then water-making, frozen rays, made an ice cap, and greeted the young giant next to him to put it on the old giant to protect his brain;

Next, a healing technique was thrown up, covering the old giant's brain. This time, Gret stared at the ct and released a small snake, allowing it to penetrate the old giant's brain, and looked at him with his illusory eyes.

The treatment method slowly fell, following the bleeding point displayed in the CT, sweeping slowly and carefully:

The treatment can stop bleeding and heal the wound, but it can also promote blood coagulation. The casting is too fast and too rough, so don’t make a clot. The cerebral hemorrhage has not healed yet, and there will be another cerebral infarction!

——As for the treatment of cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction, they are often a pair of complications for children. Cerebral infarction - using thrombolytic drugs - increasing cerebral pressure to stimulate cerebral hemorrhage, cerebral hernia - using hemostatic and dehydrating drugs - coagulation - and then cerebral infarction...

The originally fragile, calcified, and narrow and blocked blood vessels in the brain are often falling into the abyss step by step in such a desperate cycle.

Whether it is inside or outside the god in the previous life, it is better to walk on thin ice. Grett is not good at drugs or drugs, and is not proficient in surgery, so he can only carry a heart and use treatment to treat it bit by bit.

Stop bleeding, stop bleeding, and stop bleeding. The blood vessels in the brain are as fine as spider webs. Under the guidance of CT, bleeding points are blocked one by one, blocking Grett's forehead with a layer of sweat.

A simple treatment was swept for two hours before he fell back and closed his eyes:

"It's ready for the time being."

"alright?!"

Several thunderous sounds sounded back and forth, left and right at the same time. Gret's head was so loud that he frowned with his eyes closed. However, Serira reached out to cover his ears and glared at him:

"What are you arguing! What are you arguing! I didn't see Gret getting so tired! - Go out, get out!"

Her eyes were like a knife, and she cut them over at once, and the giants around the hospital bed shook. Gret held her palm with his backhand:

"Don't make a dragon's vein, it's time to see that the patient's blood pressure has increased again. Well, the patient's family will leave one and ask me to explain the condition. There will be surgery next..."

He opened his mouth to these things, and someone else went to do it. Gret just closed his eyes and rested. Serera was by his side, wiped his sweat carefully and fed him water.

When everything went out, a middle-aged giant with a frosty face stood in front of Gret and bent down deeply:

"Dignity, I am the patriarch of the Frost Fire Tribe. If you have anything, just tell me..."

"Well, the elder's illness is now half treated." Gret waved his finger tiredly:

"He fell to the ground and fell into a coma because of bleeding in his brain..."

Pointing to the picture, explaining all the way, from the condition to the cause and treatment, you need to open a hole in the skull to lead to blood accumulation.

After finishing the talk, let’s talk about prognosis - you may not be awake, may be paralyzed, may be hemiplegic, may lose memory, and of course, may also lose the ability to cast spells.

The middle-aged giant kept bent and waited for Gret to finish his speech, and nodded repeatedly:

"Sir, we understand. Your willingness to treat the elders is a great favor. You can treat them as much as you think you need it. We have absolutely nothing to say!"

"..." Alexander was also too cooperative. This is equivalent to all the pressure on the doctor. The patient's family said in tears, "We don't know anything, it's all up to you."

Gret sighed, waved his hand to send him out, and opened the mage's hut. In the clean operating room, drilling, draining, and scanning the treatment again, and closing the cut meninges, skulls, and skin layer by layer...

"Oh, I've done everything I can, and my blood pressure has also dropped. Mannitol... Although I have extracted a lot of mannitol from kelp, I still don't dare to give it to others casually. If you can, don't use it..."

Gret sighed and sat down by the operating table. He threw a few more treatments, at least healing them, saving the suffering brain cells, and spreading his mental power, trying to find out the situation of the old giant:

The breath of life is increasing steadily, and it seems that life has been suspended, so this wave should not die;

The mental power seemed to be increasing, but unfortunately, the brain wave device without the confusing control system could not confirm whether the casting ability showed signs of recovery;

The ability to call for magic...Huh?

Why is there a faint frost spinning around this old man? A small flower, a small flower, constantly blooming, falling to the ground, and a few frost flowers blooming on his old skin!

No, the old man's body temperature is falling, falling, falling rapidly—

No, it’s not that the body temperature is dropping rapidly, but that he is unconsciously stimulating the power of ice and snow! This old man has not woken up yet and has already started to call on magic power?

Should I wake him up?

Should I give him a moment and let him completely fall into a deep coma?

Gret was confused for a moment. His mental power continued to penetrate deeper, and suddenly he found that there was a bright spot of light flashing in the old man's brain. It was rising and shrinking, and every time he jumped, it attracted a large amount of frost power...

How to deal with this situation?

I haven't seen it before!

Gret turned his head blankly and looked at his companion behind him. Serera's face was even more confused than him, and she had no idea what he was struggling with;

Ashe Yuege frowned and looked at the old man, thinking;

Yudian took a step forward, and his tone was certain:

"His magical power has gone wild. You have to sort it out for him quickly, otherwise he will freeze himself - in the past, the elders did this..."

“How to sort it out?”

"Uh..."

Well, the theoretical school. Gret took a deep breath, and could only recall the words of the elf elder, trying to use his mental power to catch the spot of light.

Then, carefully, according to the meditation rules, pinch the light spot into a spell configuration, another spell configuration, another spell configuration...

Fortunately, this ball of light spots looks a lot and not much is used.

Gret constructed a [Frozen Ray], a [Second Cold Ball], a [Ice Dagger] and a [Frozen Path], which almost consumed the power of the light spot.

After waiting patiently for a while, the old man coughed and opened his eyes with difficulty:

"Oh, I'm sure I'm awake. I said, water gets in someone's mind, and your mind almost freezes! - By the way, how did you use the power of ice, why can't you control this?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough... Our tribe has a little silver dragon bloodline, so..."

Gret turned his head instantly and looked at Cerra.

I can't tell that Silver Dragon is quite fun to play! - No, this is not a question of whether to play or not, what about Silver Dragon's aesthetics?

Can the giants even get out of their mouths?

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Chapter completed!