Chapter 376 Gretel, Help! My Grandfather Is Dying!

what to do?

Gretel looked at Prince Rothega without speaking. The dancing firelight reflected on the dwarf's face, which was as red as the reddish-brown beard. If it were his previous life, and if he had an entire tertiary-level hospital as his backing, he would definitely have only one answer:

Go wash your lungs.

Treatment experience in the past life: after large-volume whole lung lavage, the vital capacity can increase by about 10% after three months of review——

By the way, I directed you to the respiratory department and asked them to register for a full set of examinations: blood routine, liver function, kidney function, complete coagulation test, erythrocyte sedimentation rate, chest X-ray, electrocardiogram, B-ultrasound, CT, pulmonary function...

But he has nothing now. Grete basically did not have any of these tests to protect doctors, help doctors eliminate contraindications, and help with intraoperative emergency response. After much thought, he asked the other party a question:

"How high is the mountain we have to climb next?"

This question really stumped Prince Rosega. Dwarves are good at mining. Ask them to estimate how deep the mountain can be dug and how much ore can be produced. Experienced miners can estimate it. Ask them to estimate how high a mountain is. Dig vertical mine tunnels from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. How deep does it have to be?

They know the mountains they have dug before; forget about the mountains they have not dug. The mountain to be climbed for the king selection event is the holy mountain of the dwarves, and no one has ever seriously surveyed it...

"It takes three days to climb." He carefully recalled the story his father told and told Gretel seriously:

"It takes three days to climb from the foot of the mountain to the top."

Gretel was silent. Who asked you how many days to climb? What I want to ask about is altitude, altitude!

Altitude sickness may occur above 3,000 meters, with chest tightness, palpitations, palpitation, and shortness of breath. A very small number of people may develop high altitude pulmonary edema. Even if he really agreed to the operation, Prince Rosega accepted it, and the operation was a perfect success——

Climbing a mountain above 3,000 meters before the liquid in the lungs has been completely absorbed and before the lung function has fully recovered is a court of death!

If the respiratory doctor in the previous life knew that the patient wanted to die like this, he would definitely beat the patient to death first.

But it was no use forcing the dwarves. There are some things that you can't do even if you are pressed for time, such as advanced mathematics, or answering the correct altitude of a certain mountain. Grete thought for a while and changed the question:

"Is there still snow on the top of the mountain in summer?"

"There's snow."

"Snow all year round?"

"Yes, you can see snow when you stand at the foot of the mountain and look up."

That means the height exceeds the snow line. The problem is that the number of snow line is not fixed. In the tropics, it is more than 5,000 meters. Near the Arctic Circle, it may be only 2,000 meters. So now the question is, where is the dwarf royal court?

Gretel didn't know what the latitude of this place was. He only knew that Nevis was neither hot in summer nor too cold in winter. It was rainy in winter and had a temperate oceanic climate. The Dwarf Palace is further north than Nevis City. The snow line here is estimated to be about 2,500 meters, not more than 3,000 meters——

Assume that this place has similar values ​​to the earth.

“How high is the snow on the mountains in the summer?”

"It's quite a big piece." Prince Rosega gestured with his hands: "Anyway, you can see it from the bottom of the mountain. The elders say that when you climb to the top of the mountain in the hottest time of summer, you have to climb on the snow for a whole day. The last day is difficult. Well, the goats can't even climb to the top, so they have to rely on themselves. Every time I climb, I'm panting..."

Gretel asked back and forth for a long time before he was able to confirm that the altitude of the mountain peak must be above three thousand meters, and should not exceed four thousand meters - forgive him for being a scumbag. No wonder the last paragraph of the King Selection Battle says "the last person to finish the battle will fight"!

A group of dwarves who have been mining and blacksmithing all year round and whose lung function was damaged, braved altitude sickness and climbed to the top of the mountain carrying weapons - it was okay in summer, but in winter, it would be great if one or two people survived!

Climbing to such a high place, the probability of high counterattack is very high. According to Gretel's character, or in other words, according to the doctor's character, he was strict in predicting the enemy. He didn't know whether high reaction would occur, but he treated it as if it would happen.

In this case, the lung cleansing thing can be temporarily deleted. Gretel tidied up and looked at Prince Rosega seriously:

"A few ways. First of all, you are not allowed to smoke these days!"

"That's it..." Prince Rosega looked at the pipe on his waist with regret. After struggling for a while, he nodded cruelly: "Okay!"

He took out the pipe, put it to his nose and took two deep puffs of tobacco, then stuffed it back into his bag. Grete watched his stubby arms reach down completely, probably stuffing the pipe into the bottom of his backpack, and nodded:

"Secondly, is there any medicine that can help you cough and reduce phlegm? Remember to take it every day these days. Miners' lungs are not good because there is dust accumulated in the lungs. It is always good to cough up more."

This item was agreed to, but when it came to the third item, Prince Rosega shook his head repeatedly and refused to agree to it no matter what:

"You want me not to forge? Not to work in front of the furnace? This is impossible. The weapons and equipment used in the King Selection Battle must be made by the candidates themselves!"

This is indeed the rule for the dwarves to choose a new king. Whether it is a prince, a knight leader, or a clan leader of each tribe, all the weapons and armor he uses must be hammered out with his own hands.

Even if you have a steam forging hammer, you have to use pliers to hold the iron piece, put it into the furnace, heat it red, and then put it under the hammer head. People come and go in the forging room, and everyone can clearly see which candidate performs what, and lazy people will not be able to convince the crowd even if they get in.

However, stopping exposure to dust is a necessary condition for the treatment of pneumoconiosis. Gretel tried to persuade her several times, turning the data sheet over and over to explain, but Prince Rosega would not agree to it anyway. There is no other way, Gretel can only come up with a backup plan:

"In this way, wear your mask tightly when you work, and I will release the bubble technique for you. The bubble technique is about to expire, come to me immediately for a replacement, don't be lazy!"

In addition, Gretel also obtained phlegm-eliminating herbs, extracted the medicinal oil, and allowed Rosegar to breathe the mist of the evaporated medicinal oil. He sat next to the water tank, put his palms against the tank, and concentrated the ultrasonic waves, adjusting the wavelength, power, and landing point...

Bubbles rolled in the water tank, and thin mist rose. Rotherga inhaled hard into her lungs, and after a while, she turned around and coughed up thick black-gray phlegm.

After several steps together, Prince Rosega felt that his breathing gradually became easier and his chest no longer felt tight. The steam forging hammer jingled, and when the first war hammer was forged into shape, he plunged into the pool next to the royal court and was able to swim more than ten meters further than before.

Seeing that the prince's lung function had improved and he no longer needed to rush to the shelves, he was forced to perform lung washing surgery, and Grete also gave him some snacks. The forging hammer went up and down, and the breastplate, shoulder armor, and leg armor were formed one by one. Everyone was beaming with joy:

Progress is rapid!

Complete the complete set of equipment within half a month, it’s not too late!

At that time, you can put on full body armor and participate in the king-selecting battle! Compared with those who only have one weapon, or one weapon and one breastplate, the full body armor naturally gives them a huge advantage!

Grete is also happy. His technique has improved greatly, and he has not killed a rabbit for five days in a row. The team made a large room for him alone, with rabbit cages lined up in a row, and twenty rabbits jumping around:

Live!

Live!

Food intake is normal, body temperature is normal, and mental condition is good!

Do a few more sets to ensure a 100% success rate, and then you can try to enter the clinic!

Of course, not now. I'm going mountain climbing in two days, so I need to pack my gear. Clothes, tents, food, and drinking water, even if his teammates can prepare them, Gretel still has to get some and put them in his space bag!

He saw the rabbit, said goodbye to his teammates, returned to the trade group station in Mithril District, reported the situation to Archmage Serrano, and asked for two pieces of self-defense equipment. By the way, I also need to ask the Archmage to fill a few bottles of oxygen in preparation for breathing oxygen on the mountain...

In the middle of the discussion with the Archmage, Gavin rushed in, sweating profusely:

"Gretel! Come over and take a look! My grandpa is dying!"

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