Chapter Seventy-Four: Vivi Is Not Enough
Back in Blackiron Town, Renault immediately called Henry and Vivi to treat Anna. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Before his father was born, Reynaud was the butler of the Franklin family, an old man who usually seemed to have difficulty breathing, never showed a lot of dew, but was able to display amazing skills when it mattered.
For example, in medical skills.
If it weren't for him, Lauren's injury wouldn't have recovered so quickly.
Vivi helped Anna undress, and even though she lived to be ninety years old, old Henry couldn't help but change her face when she saw the wound on Anna's back.
It was a knife wound that pierced the entire body, and the piercing position was just next to the heart, and as long as it was half a centimeter, it could directly cut her heart artery.
There was a large hole in the back, and it was no problem to put a fist into it, apparently caused by someone twisting the handle of the knife after stabbing it into the body.
deliberately seriously injured but did not kill, which shows the viciousness of this person's heart.
If it weren't for Anna's Awakened Being, her body would have been strengthened to a considerable extent, and she would have died a long time ago.
"Too much blood......," said old Henry, who looked at it for a long time, sighed, "even if he survived...... It is also possible to suffer from lost soul ......"
Renaud was shocked when he heard this, the soul loss mentioned in this era is actually dementia.
He had never studied medicine, but he had heard that the lack of blood supply to the brain for a long time can cause symptoms such as motor nerve failure, sensory impairment and abnormal mental consciousness.
Anna had bled so much, and according to modern medical knowledge, she should have died a long time ago, maybe a large part of the cells in her body had already died.
"Let's let her survive first. He said to Henry.
Anna is the benefactor of Black Iron Town, and when dealing with the flying demon rat, if it weren't for her help, many people would die, and it was a question of whether she could hold on to it until the end.
In any case, get her back.
Old Henry took out a set of special tools, there is no blood transfusion technology in this world, and there is no such thing as anesthesia, even disinfection can only boil water, Renault temporarily used APP to make high-purity spirits to clean wounds and clean utensils.
Anna had been unconscious, as if she didn't feel pain at all, so she asked the old man to use a sharp knife to cut off the necrotic muscles around the wound, as well as a part of the lungs that had been penetrated, and then use delicate tweezers and cotton to remove the bruises in Anna's chest little by little.
It may be that there is not much fresh blood coming out of the wound because of the excessive bleeding.
And from the huge wound, Renault was able to see even her beating heart.
During the whole process, Vivi's face was pale, her eyes wide and she didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that Henry's hand would break Anna's heart with a trembling hand.
Fortunately, Henry's hands and feet usually tremble terribly, but when he was treating his injuries, he seemed to be a different person. Those dry hands are like a pair of mechanical arms with incomparably precise movements, and it is hard to imagine that these hands belong to an old man who can't even walk fast.
Vivi took a towel and wiped the sweat from old Henry's forehead from time to time so as not to stab his eyes.
It took two or three hours for old Henry to finally clean the wound.
In addition to the slow heartbeat, Anna's body was already very cold, and her hands and feet were a little stiff.
Old Henry put down the tools in his hand and said, shaking his head and sighing: "No, the wound is too big......"
Renault also understood what he meant, and the wound had been stripped of a large piece of flesh and could not be stitched up directly.
"What then?" Vivi burst into tears when she heard this, she couldn't watch Anna die after trying so long, and pleaded with Henry, "Please save her, Sister Anna saved us......!" Give her my meat, can you ......?"
Vivi said, with a painful but determined expression.
But to Henry's ears, this was nothing more than a childish dream.
Anyone with basic medical knowledge knows that human cells are going to produce rejection, and if anyone is missing a piece of meat, just cut a piece and make up for it, and the world is in chaos.
But her words touched Renault a lot.
But what if it's a very vigorous cell?
"Ordinary meat is definitely not good, we use the meat of Warcraft!"
When Old Henry heard this, his face was solemn, but his cloudy eyes were suddenly full of brilliance, and he even spoke a lot more neatly, "Warcraft meat is very aggressive...... If Anna can't resist ......"
"There's no other way!" Renault has resolutely decided, if it drags on, Anna will lose even the last trace of life, "The first thing is to ensure that she survives, as for the rest, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and we will find a way when the time comes!"
He didn't waste any more time, he went to the cellar himself, and used the best if he wanted - the Flying Rat King!
Since he was captured alive, Renault has imprisoned it in the cellar and cared for it with good food and drink. Then two tubes were inserted into it to collect glycerin and strong acid every day.
The Flying Rat King is like a huge bat, prostrate weakly in an iron cage inlaid with blue stones, the king's spirit has been exhausted, and he has long lost his former bravery.
When Renault cut the flesh from its severed leg, it only opened half of its eyes and looked at him, without even snorting.
Back in the room, old Henry cut it into the right shape and said to Vivi, "...... Here you come. ā
Renaud shook her cold hand, "Don't be nervous, just like fusing steel plates, what you do every day, you must not always, just fuse the wounds together." ā
Vivi gasped softly, nodded vigorously, and slowly lit up her golden eyes, only to see a small black mist enveloping Anna's wounds.
Soon the fusion was completed, and the demon rat flesh was perfectly combined with her body, like a piece of skin of different colors on her back.
"A wound in the chest...... It's small," said old Henry to Vivi, "just a simple clean-up...... Blend together again as you did earlier. ā
Wei Wei nodded, wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of her nose, and finished the rest of the work by the way.
Anna is also a girl after all, and the injuries on her chest are inconvenient for Renault and Henry to check, so Vivi unceremoniously pushed them aside and completed the cleaning and treatment alone.
Everything that needs to be done is done, and the rest is up to Anna.
With her powerful body after awakening the demon spirit, her chances of surviving are much greater than ordinary people.
However, no one knows what the consequences of merging with the flesh and blood of the Demon Beast will be.
Renault was thinking about Vivi's abilities.
...... It's so easy to use!, he sighed.
The ability to "fuse" plays a far more magical role in surgery than in architecture, after all, architecture can rely on manpower and technology, and the fusion of flesh and blood is by no means something anyone can do.
When manipulated to a more delicate level, Vivi can complete precise sutures and even attach intact amputated limbs in a matter of seconds.
Even Renault never thought that Vivi's demon spirit could play such a big role from the beginning, but it was a pity that the current construction of Black Iron Town was still inseparable from her, otherwise, she might try to specialize in this aspect.
And now, Vivi is not enough.