Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1544: Dream is broken in Qiming (23)
Chapter 1544: The dream is broken in Qiming (twenty-three)
Albert woke up with only a dull pain in his shoulder. It was a complex feeling of numbness and dull pain, as if a flame was burning inside the body, but the outside was eroded by the cold frost, and there was an indescribable discomfort.
"Uh------" He got up and was about to say something, but someone quickly covered his mouth with something.
"Oh my God! He's awake!" the doctor shouted, "put a mask on him! Don't let him release germs in the sterile room!"
A mask was quickly put over Albert's mouth. Before the tiger could figure out what was going on, the medical staff took what looked like an apron and draped it over the tiger.
"If you wake up, just stay there and don't move!" The knight of the round table, wearing a mask and a surgical gown, looked back at the tiger, who seemed to be fiddling with something on the other side of the operating room.
Albert realized that he was still in an operating room. It is estimated that the doctor performed the operation on him and the cat boy Mutter at the same time, while Albert's side was in a less severe condition, and he only sutured the shoulder wound, so the operation was completed earlier.
Albert looked at his shoulder again. He couldn't tell what the wound on his shoulder looked like now, after all, he was wrapped in a thick bandage. The anesthetic was still in effect, so he only felt an inner pain slowly brewing in his shoulder, but he didn't feel a particularly severe pain.
So he seems to be doing fine. But what about Mutter?
Although the other party told him to stay honest, Tiger is the kind of guy who doesn't listen to people's advice. He climbed off the operating table and leaned over to peek at how Mutter's operation was going.
"What are you looking at? Flash away, don't get in the way of my surgery." Constantine had a very bad temper and ordered two medical staff to block Albert.
He should have kicked the awake tiger out of the operating room right away, but he couldn't because the operating room is currently a sterile environment and once the door is opened, bacteria can come in. Especially in the case of Mutter's operation that requires an open abdomen, if the bacteria run in and cause postoperative infection, it is likely to kill the cat boy.
Albert wanted to take a peek, "Don't be stingy, I am Mutter's guardian, see what you have done to that kid's body, can't you?"
The medical staff had to sway to the tiger's rhythm due to the tiger's tumbling from side to side. One of the nurses' buttocks nearly hit Constantine's elbow, who was at the time Holding a sharp scalpel, if the elbow is hit, the sharp scalpel that can easily cut through the tempered glass will stab Mutter's intestines, and the situation is so scary that Constantine is sweating. .
"Stop! All of you don't move around, stay away from me!" Constantine scolded even more angrily, but his angry tone came out of his mask, but he no longer had the majesty he should have.
On the one hand, the medical staff had to block Albert so that the tiger could not see the operation, and on the other hand, they had to keep a distance from the attending physician Constantine to avoid medical accidents, so they couldn't help being a little embarrassed. Had to stay put.
"Forget it!" Constantine was so angry that the veins on his forehead protruded, but he was too lazy to continue to entangle with Albert, so he said: "Okay, if you want to see the operation, just watch it. I want to vomit. When it's time to stay away, don't vomit on the operating table."
Albert pointed to the mask on his mouth: "If you want to vomit, you will vomit in this."
Constantine didn't answer, a sinister flash in his eyes.
The group of medical staff did not stop Albert, but moved away, making a gap for the tiger to observe, and went back to continue their operation. Albert also leaned over curiously to see what Mutt, who was being treated with all his strength, had become.
However, there are very few parts he can actually see. The parts unrelated to the surgical site were covered with cloth, and Albert could only vaguely see the face of the cat boy Mutter on the other side of the operating table. Under the illumination of the shadowless lamp, a bright red faintly appeared in the opened abdominal cavity of the cat boy.
"Woo------" Seeing Mutter's internal organs, there was indeed an urge to vomit in the tiger's throat. But he held back. Albert, a battle-hardened hunter of monsters, is best at hunting monsters. He cut open the killed monsters and took the useful parts of the corpse, which was what Albert often did. So he had already seen the internal organs of many animals, how could he be easily frightened by such a small operation scene?
Draw. However, at this time, Constantine had used an extremely skilled technique to remove Mutter's appendix. It was just a piece of intestines, only the size of a tail finger, and it was presumably swollen due to inflammation, with unsightly pus-like mucus on it.
"Ugh!" The more violent urge to vomit nearly went up Albert's throat and out of his mouth. He still held back. That's right, if it wasn't for the fact that Albert used to dismember and kill the beasts he used to dismember and kill, he would have been used to it, and he probably vomited at this moment. However, the psychological endurance of tiger youths is still quite high. However, no matter how many corpses of beasts he had dealt with, those were corpses, inanimate things, and the beasts were just animals, not people. Mutter, who is now lying on the operating table, is a living person, and there is even blood and intestinal fluid gushing out when the appendix is removed. The fact that he was a big living man on the operating table made Albert particularly nervous.
However, this would have been a minor operation. Constantine removed Mutter's inflamed appendix and immediately started stitching it up, stitching up the wound on part of the intestines after the appendix was removed with lightning speed. It was as if it had never happened, and the nearly seamless stitching made the incision in Mutter's bowels imperceptible. This is the root cause of the disease. But the operation is not yet complete. The peritonitis caused by appendicitis has caused a mild infection of Mutter's internal organs and abdominal cavity, and needs to be disinfected.
"Look." Constantine gave Albert a malicious wink, and then started to make a move that made Albert completely dumbfounded.
That's right, Constantine dug Mutter's guts out of his abdominal cavity with his hands -- dipping it into a nearby container full of medical gel to sterilize it!
…………The doctor took out all the intestines of the cat boy, soaked it in a sterilized container, and put it back! !
"Ouch!" The greater urge to vomit came up from Albert's stomach, headed straight for his throat, and gushed out. The tiger has been scared away for a long time, but he still can't control it, shiny things like a rainbow scattered from his mask!
"Huh." Constantine sneered. The group of medical staff was even more prepared, and they moved their bodies to block Albert's sight, in case the tiger sprayed dirt and dirty the operating table.
"Okay." Constantine had already stuffed all the sterilized Mutter's internal organs at an incredible speed, and then quickly sutured the abdominal cavity of the cat boy boy, announcing the completion of the operation.
"Send the kitten to the ward to rest, inject 500 units of antibiotics and 200 units of nutritional supplements." The Knights of the Round Table methodically applied medical gel to the abdomen of the cat boy, and then wrapped a bandage : "By the way, get this stupid tiger out of my operating room!"
The medical staff dispersed, busy with the mess that was left after the operation. And Albert's consciousness gradually became blurred...
"Wow!" When Albert woke up again, he found himself in the hospital bed. This should be a compartment in the infirmary of the battleship Britannia.
He got up from the bed, enduring the pain in his shoulder, and found Mutter lying quietly on the other bed opposite the same cubicle, taking a drip. Mutter's operation was under general anesthesia, and the effect was much stronger than the local anesthesia that Albert received, so the cat boy hadn't woken up yet. Albert then weighed the time. It didn't seem that long before he passed out just now, after all, he just fainted from fright.
"Wake up?" Constantine walked in from outside the cubicle: "How are you feeling? Shouldn't this injury hinder the afternoon fight?"
Albert touched his shoulder. Under the heavy wrapping of bandages, the wound was still aching, but it was not as painful as it was during the game this morning. Instead, it felt much more relaxed. But to be honest, Albert was really scared this time. He was afraid that if he tried hard again in this afternoon's battle, he would tear the wound, and then his wound would look like he had taken off the bandage before. Terrible look. It would be too bad if things turned out that way.
"Can your people use magic to heal me?" Albert asked, "Isn't there a magic cat that can speed up wound healing?"
"Yes, but even if it is used on you, the effect is not great."
"What the hell? Nonsense------"
"It's true~IndoMTL.com~ The doctor sneered slightly sarcastically: "The principle of modern medical magic is basically to stimulate the cells on the opponent's wound through the photons concentrated in the palm, and thereby promote the self-healing of the wound. However, modern medical magic is based on the condition that cells have self-memory. The newer the wound, the sooner it is healed, the faster the wound will heal. However, your injury has worsened because of forcibly exercising after receiving treatment. First, you have missed the best time for magic treatment. Second, it has also worsened because of your careless actions. The self-memory of cells has long since disappeared. You still don't expect magic to heal you quickly, just be honest and let time heal you. "
"How is this possible----" Albert frowned, and then he suddenly thought of something, and asked more nervously: "Wait. I can't use magic to heal like this, then What about Meow Mutter? Mutter's appendicitis works the same way...?"
"Yes, the same principle." Constantine nodded ruthlessly to admit it all: "The child will have to lie down for at least a week before he can get out of bed."
This really scared Albert to the point where all the cat hair stood on end. Albert dragged the injury to play the game is very tight now, but Mutter has to rest for at least a week! So what should the Sandstorm Sphinx do for tomorrow's game, the day after tomorrow, and the games that follow! ?