"But?!"
The middle-aged knight, experienced and steady, managed to stay composed for the moment. The younger knight, however, cried out. After a high-pitched exclamation, he glanced at his drowsy father and quickly lowered his voice:
"But is there still danger?"
"Yes," Garrett nodded heavily. He monitored the ECG, blood pressure, blood oxygen, and other readings while swiftly preparing the drainage bottle.
He then cast a ăGreater Enchanted Weaponă on the puncture needle and a ăStrength of the Bullă on himself...
Disinfection, local anesthesia, one, two, three, puncture!
"What are you doingâ"
The young knight exclaimed in shock. Such a large, thick needle! Directly stabbing into the chest!
What are they trying to do? Puncture the person?
Will it kill him?
He instinctively moved to stop Garrett, but his brother quickly restrained him. The middle-aged knight watched Garrettâs actions with a pounding heart but firmly stopped his brother:
"Edward, donât move! Donât interfere with the mage!"
Itâs a needle!
A steel needle!
If you interfere and the mageâs hand slips, it will cause problems where there were none!
Besides, when our father collapsed just now, this Nordmark mage rushed to save him, looking more anxious than us. If it werenât for his series of healing spells and immediate blood transfusion order, our father might have already been taken by the God of War.
Such a person wouldnât harm us!
Garrett, attentive to everything around him, cast a ăGreater Mage Armoră on himself. He understood why the patientâs family was frightened. Any of the major puncturesâchest, abdomen, lumbar, boneâlook terrifying.
It wasnât uncommon for novice surgeons to puncture blood vessels or cause pneumothorax during their first attempts...
But!
This puncture was steady! It seemed that the combination of ăStrength of the Bullă and ăGreater Enchanted Weaponă provided enough strength and sharpness to handle an eighth-level knight! ášĂNòÎČ
Garrettâs puncture needle entered steadily. Soon, dark red blood began to flow from the old manâs chest.
"This is the blood from the ruptured aorta earlier," Garrett said, watching the chest bottle fill up. He silently calculated the drainage volume, occasionally glancing at the blood oxygen saturation:
"If itâs not drained, the blood will compress the lungs, preventing them from expanding and affecting breathing. See, after draining, the blood oxygen saturation has improved a bit..."
The two knights, with their four eyes, stared unblinkingly at the chest bottle. The young knight whispered:
"So much blood has come out...?"
Such a large bottle was almost full! They had been on the battlefield and knew roughly how much blood was in a person.
Filling such a bottle wouldnât kill a person outright, but it would leave them half-dead, wouldnât it?
"Thereâs more," Garrett continued working, preparing a small bottle of potassium chloride solution, and handed it to the middle-aged knight:
"Give this to your father."
"Why?"
"Low blood potassium and sodium. Without these, the heart canât function properly. Hurry up!"
At his command, the knights didnât dare delay and hurriedly fed the medicine to their father. The old knightâs face immediately wrinkled in distaste, shaking his head and pushing away.
Even in his confused state, the eighth-level knightâs strength almost threw his sons aside. In a crisis, Garrett quickly cast a Peace Spell, calming the old man without dislodging the chest bottle.
After much commotion, the knights finally managed to calm their father enough to continue. The young knight asked quietly while feeding him:
"Why canât we inject it directly into the vein?"
After all, they had just given so much blood... If itâs a deficiency, wouldnât direct injection be better?
"Because itâs at a critically low level," Garrett, with keen ears, answered without looking up: "Potassium chloride IV drip or push is extremely painful. Oral administration is preferable when possible."
In his previous life, even for lethal injection, anesthetics were given before potassium chloride to avoid inhumane pain... IV potassium chloride was that painful.
As for IV drip, patients often complained about the pain and adjusted the drip speed themselves, then blamed the medical staff... it was common.
While answering, Garrett activated the mobile tower spirit, connected the golden treasure box, and placed the magic crystal behind the old man. He cast a second ăDetect Magică and examined the chest X-ray:
"Hmm, the chest cavity has about 500cc more fluid than when he was admitted, probably the blood that leaked earlier. We need another chest bottle for this amount..."
Two full chest bottles of blood were placed beside the bed. Garrett set up a third chest bottle, handing it to the young knight:
"Keep it steady! Donât let the tube come out of the liquid! Donât let the bottle be higher than your fatherâs chest!"
"Got it! Absolutely!"
The young knight obediently squatted by the bed, holding the chest bottle like a potato. Occasionally glancing at Garrett, his father, and the two other chest bottles, his eyes filled with awe:
So much blood!
And it was all inside the chest, not visible from the outside!
If it were them, they would only know the person collapsed, not knowing the issue. In the military, they would probably just tear a divine spell scroll, give holy water, and leave it to fate...
Luckily, this mage saved him!
No wonder he wrote the "Battlefield First Aid Manual," taught by the priests of the War Godâs temple, leading their drills. Nordmark Mage is truly remarkable!
As the third chest bottle drew out fluid, its color lightened, and the quantity decreased. Garrett watched the drainage volume and monitored the blood oxygen saturation and ECG. He clapped his hands and straightened up:
"The worst is over. Now we need to figure out why this condition occurred..."
"Why?"
Both knights asked together. Garrett, focused on the ECG, answered solemnly:
"Aortic dissection of this severity usually accompanies high blood pressure and severe chest and back pain. Now, the old manâs blood pressure wasnât high upon admission, and he didnât feel pain. This is unusual. If we donât find the cause, it will happen again."
In his past clinical experience, painless aortic dissection often had underlying reasons, such as advanced age, type II diabetes, severe hypothyroidism, and dull reactions.
What was the case with this old man?
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