Chapter 525: Blood Transfusion Technology, To Sell or Not? |
Vines pushed aside the flesh at the wound.
Clamped the severed blood vessels.
Ordered people to carry out the cannon.
Debridement, vascular anastomosis, organ repair, setting and fixing bones...
Around Garrett, the 【Shelter Hut】 was packed with influential figures watching as the hands of the mage next to him fluttered, casting healing spells with a gentle flicker of white light. A cloud screen was opened on the side, with four lines continuously fluctuating, accompanied by a sharp, incessant alarm sound:
“Beep-beep-beep-beep——beep-beep-beep-beep——beep-beep-beep-beep——”
The noise was irritating enough to make one wish they could smash the screen.
Unfortunately, that was not possible. Garrett valued that cloud screen greatly, setting up a separate barrier beside it, nearly hanging a sign that read “No Entry”. After operating it briefly and looking up, he commanded based on those odd fluctuating lines:
“Cast an Inspire Spell!” The heartbeat is weak, and an Inspire Spell seems to boost the heartbeat, similar to adrenaline or dopamine...
Meanwhile, an elven girl stood by the barrier, slightly bent over in a vigilant pose, as if ready to punch anyone who dared touch the barrier. Occasionally, she glanced at a mercury column on the patient’s wrist, continually calling out:
“Blood pressure 20, 45!”
“Blood pressure 25, 50!”
“It’s dropping again! Falling back!”
“The blood bottle is almost empty!”
“Understood, maintain the healing spell! I’ll replace the blood bottle!”
The surrounding high-level healers looked serious. Any technique has value, whether it enhances healing effects, reduces the cost of treatment, or allows lower-level healers to take on higher responsibilities.
Clearly, what Garrett was doing was effectively preserving the patient’s vital signs and reducing the stress of healing spells. If this could be learned, it could save many lives on the battlefield. But the problem is...
Garrett’s cloud screen, and the fluctuating mercury column on the patient’s wrist, what exactly were they for?
Elder Brock bent down with difficulty, whispering into the ear of the dwarf elder, who was about his height, in a volume that everyone else could hear:
“What is he doing, can you understand it?”
“I don’t understand... We didn’t understand back then either when he was inserting tubes into everyone’s lungs to infuse water... He’s come up with something new again...”
The dwarf elder replied perplexedly. His voice was just a tad quieter than thunder.
Garrett: “......” If you have questions, just ask directly! Whispering behind my back like this, not even quietly, what’s the point?
The healers concentrated, the magicians curiously watched, and the vampires pondered. Under the intense scrutiny of the onlookers, Garrett performed at 120% of his capability, completing in an hour and a half what would have taken five or six hours in his past life—
Of course, mainly because he didn’t need to suture blood vessels, organs, or skin; all were handled by healing spells. And the patient’s blood pressure, from a preoperative 40/10, had risen to 80/60.
Still quite low, but now, not at risk of collapsing any minute.
Garrett breathed a sigh of relief, removed the invasive blood pressure monitor, cast a healing spell, and signaled Bishop Hampton to release the calming spell. The patient was still unconscious, but the high-level healers exchanged looks, moved:
This patient had survived.
Not only survived, but also likely retained combat effectiveness, or at least not too greatly diminished.
The healing spells used were about 45 fewer than they had estimated.
Clearly, the practitioner’s healing technique had played a significant role; and the blood transfusion also had a substantial effect. As for how to perform a blood transfusion, what experiences and precautions...
Heaven help, everyone had read the newly published paper, and only those who had read the paper knew the countless tricks to try.
“Can this technique be taught to us?” In the silence, Marquis Tergu was the first to step forward, raising his voice to inquire. On the other side of the 【Shelter Hut】, Archmage Lebron immediately chimed in cheerily:
“We can talk about it, all discussable. Come, let’s go outside and chat slowly...”
After all, Mage Nordmark’s attitude towards technology transfer was quite open, just right for a lucrative deal. Hey, didn’t Mage Nordmark want them to help develop that blood-testing magic before?
Just exchange!
A group of people followed him out rustlingly. Viscount Seibesh quietly nudged his fellow vampire:
“What’s there to see here? —After all, it’s none of our business, we vampires don’t heal this
way...”
“Idiot! Don’t your blood slaves need blood transfusions?”
Julia glanced at him disdainfully, her tone scornful as she shifted her lace parasol even more between them. Stupidity is contagious; it must be separated! Keep them apart!
Work hard to keep them apart!
Under the young lady’s contemptuous gaze, Viscount Seibesh suddenly realized. He slapped his forehead: “Ah! Right!”
Each blood slave’s blood tastes different, everyone wants to suck from that particularly delicious one. But you can’t suck too much at once, too much will kill them, and after one suck, they need a long time to recover...
If it’s confirmed that blood transfusions can promote recovery, suck once, have a few lower-level blood slaves give her a transfusion, recover quickly, and be able to suck again soon, wouldn’t that be wonderful!
Hehe... Hehe... Hehe...
Marquis, you think too much for us!
However, unfortunately, Marquis Tergu’s demand for technology introduction was immediately met with a setback. It wasn’t that Garrett was unwilling to teach, but...
“Can the blood-testing magic be used in exchange? —Throw a spell that can quickly determine blood types, convenient for emergency transfusions? The accuracy needs to be high enough, with an error rate of only one in ten thousand!”
“Uh...”
Marquis Tergu really couldn’t agree right away. He himself was identified by taste, not by magical testing; wanting to develop it himself, sorry, vampires are a race that relies more on instinct than on research, he really couldn’t guarantee to invent it.
Besides, their trade group was only staying in Nevis City for a month or two at most. If they couldn’t develop it by then, should he stay here to continue, or mortgage a junior in Nevis, acting as a human blood tester?
Negotiations immediately stalled. Archmage Lebron stealthily glared at Garrett, still smiling to back him up:
“Mage Nordmark previously researched this blood transfusion technology, said to lead dozens of mages in the Black Crow Swamp through trials and tribulations, and after a long time finally succeeded. If the blood-testing magic can’t be developed in a short time... how about using other vampire magic in exchange?”
While speaking, he made eyes at Garrett:
Agree with him!
The council can compensate you!
It definitely won’t be less than your research expenses!
Garrett gave him a smile. Up till now, the council’s credibility was still high, and taking the compensation wouldn’t be a loss. He leisurely stood up:
“I’ll go check on the patient. The first time giving a knight a large blood transfusion, not sure what reactions there might be, I need to keep an eye on...”
I’ll leave it to you, professionals do professional work, make sure to raise my price!
Get a good price out of it!
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