Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1145 1127. Surgical Reinforcements

 “Calm down, Lan.”

Amid everyone's sorrow and regret, Gandalf stepped forward with a comforting tone.

"They were all stabbed in the chest by Azog and his men. It's too late. Thorin's last regret is that he couldn't say goodbye to everyone. Just let him leave peacefully, okay?"

Lan En knelt on one knee on the ice, his eyes constantly scanning back and forth on the three dwarves lying on the ground.

Qilin looked here. The elegant and noble figure blocked other people who wanted to step forward, but its feline-like face also looked here.

The flannel ball also felt sad. It put its two furry little front paws on its chest and meowed softly as it approached Lan En.

"Now is not the time to talk about that."

The witcher didn't even glance at the old wizard who came forward.

"I killed an evil dragon in Changhu Town, and then ran outside River Valley City to kill a demonic wolf that should have been extinct ten thousand years ago. I didn't want to see this **** die now!"

"Do you know how to heal? If Guang knows how to illuminate, you, a wizard, just stay aside!"

Gandalf, who had been scolded, rubbed the wand's fingers tangledly with each other, but in the end he said nothing and took a few steps back with his lips pursed.

The cold wind was blowing on the ice, and the finely crushed ice on the ice was like sand, and it felt like the sand was being blown to the ground.

The witcher's cat eyes looked up and down at Thorin, Fili, and Kili.

He took action and tore the clothes off the chests of the three dwarves with a few stabs.

Indeed, as Gandalf said, the three of them were stabbed through the chest in the hands of different enemies.

Fili and Kili were probably stabbed by a cone-shaped weapon.

As for Thorin.

Lan En glanced to the side. On the other side of the ice, on the left arm of the dead pale orc, was a vicious double-pointed knife.

"The main reason for their sharp decline in vital signs is the massive bleeding and organ damage caused by the penetrating chest injury. The specific human body diagram is as follows, sir."

Mentos was as reliable as ever. It projected a virtual image of Thorin's three bodies on Lan En's retina, and marked the shape of the wound in red.

Lann inspected three diagrams of the human body.

Normally, the wounds on Thorin and the others would have been enough to kill a normal human on the spot, but because the dwarves in this world are so tough that they can use their skulls to withstand the hundred-page hammer, the three of them are now in a state where they still have one breath left. status.

In an instant, Lan En's mind began to plan treatment plans, as well as possible consequences and response plans.

Various complicated and trivial ideas flowed out like a flood under Lan En's inspiration.

Then all these thoughts will be captured by Mentos, so that they will not disappear like a meteor flashing through the mind.

All kinds of ideas are recorded by the biochemical intelligence brain, and the logic is straightened out and classified into categories.

Then use huge computing power to conduct feasibility verification, and finally select the top five most reasonable and most likely to succeed for Lan En to make the final choice.

Everything was completed in a very short time. From the outside world, it might even only take Lan En to take a deep breath.

But then, Lan En pulled off the alchemy leather bag from his waist and threw it to the flannel ball.

"Meow?"

The little cat jumped up and caught the alchemy leather bag, looking at his boss with a bit of confusion.

"Find the medical bag inside." Lan En ordered as he began to take off all the clothes on the upper bodies of the three of them, exposing the wounds.

"Hurry up, flannel ball."

"I got it, nya!"

After saying that, Ellu cat put the alchemy leather bag on the ground, and his whole head and hands were folded in, leaving only a pair of furry paws and tail swaying outside without touching the ground.

Searched very hard.

Although Lan En, as a demon hunter, had prepared a lot of restorative potions for himself, he still considered the possibility of injuries to Qilin and Velvet Ball, as well as his own knowledge and skills in the medical field.

Therefore, surgical instruments and medical supplies will always be kept in the alchemy leather bag, and they will be completely replaced every time they return to Aretusa.

The people who were originally blocked by Qilin and had already started to bow their heads in silence saw Lan En's clear and coherent movements, and they gradually came to their senses.

Can this really be saved? !

Dwalin was the most excited. The snot and tears on his face had already stained his beard. He was holding Qilin's horse leg and looking longingly in Lan En's direction.

After Lan En took the medical equipment that the flannel ball had pulled out, his movements started smoothly.

He had no time to worry about whether the wounds were infected. Now he had to heal the three dwarves' chest wounds first, and then he could only rely on the herbalism of this world and the tough physique of the dwarves.

Lan En simply took off his gloves, washed his hands with alcohol, and then began to put his hand into the dwarf's chest.

His broad palm could almost cover the entire front of the dwarf's chest with one palm, but with his skillful skills, the disadvantage of the large palm in delicate movements did not appear at all.

Dexterity, precision, and delicacy. This is a surgical technique that can be called art, and even has a sense of natural beauty and ritual.

The fingers penetrated deep into the sticky and slippery chest cavity and found the elastic blood vessels hidden in the plasma and flesh.

Just finding blood vessels in a messy wound would take a lot of time for a normal doctor.

Because blood vessels will pull back after being broken, just like a rubber band. If the blood vessels in the thigh are broken, they may be pulled directly back into the abdominal cavity by elasticity. However, Mentos had already comprehensively analyzed the wound situation and planned in advance where the blood vessels might be. Lan En only had to search within a small area.

He dexterously stitched, tied knots, closed the wounds, and drained out the accumulated blood in the dwarf's chest.

In an operation to suture the thorax, he was able to close the chests of three dwarves in ten minutes without any assistance!

The average time spent by each dwarf is just over three minutes!

Moreover, the thread opening is smooth and the stitches are neat and fine.

The group of people watching outside felt hopeful.

But Lan En, who was in charge of the operation, did not relax his brows.

Because things are still not looking good for Thorin, Fili, and Kili.

After the wounds were closed, the blood vessels were sutured, and even the organ damage was temporarily healed, the three of them were still pale, and their pupils began to dilate.

They had been injured for too long, and blood and other things had flowed out of the wounds during the previous time.

Do you need a blood transfusion now? If there is not enough blood, the body's machine cannot start.

Lan En looked down at the three dwarves, and then irritably rejected his idea.

Not only blood. They lost too much during the process of opening the wound, and the physiological indicators plummeted like a cliff. This caused a chain reaction that could not be brought back by blood transfusion.

It's a complete collapse of the entire body's functions!

If you insist on saying what the three of them are lacking now, then make a list. The names of the substances on it are enough to fill several large sheets of parchment.

And if only one name was given, Lan En could only say that what they lack is vitality.

It can allow their bodies that are gradually withering to regain nourishing vitality.

"Think of a way, think of a way. I remember. I vaguely remember that I seem to have it."

Lan En pinched his forehead with his blood-stained fingers, and he murmured irritably. The flannel ball next to him also looked worriedly at the demon hunter and the dwarf on the ground.

Witchers always feel like they have this kind of thing in them.

Mentos began to move forward quickly to access Lan En's memories.

At the same time, on the other side of Crow Ridge relative to Lonely Mountain, the sound of legions stepping on the ground began to rumble.

The shouts of the orcs also began to appear.

Gandalf first looked at Lan, who was still saving the three dwarves, then walked forward to the frozen waterfall and looked down.

"The Orcs of Gundaba!"

The old wizard pressed his pointed hat, turned around and shouted.

"The orcs of Gundaba have arrived!"

Everyone present looked solemn. The orcs coming out of Dol Guldur alone had already turned Gushan into a mess.

At this time, the orcs from Gundaba are about to enter the field and start a battle. No matter how you think about it, the situation is not optimistic.

Dwalin wiped his face fiercely. He looked at Thorin and the others who were obviously unable to move, picked up the ax and walked out.

"I'll stop them! Let me do it!"

Legolas, Tauriel and Glorfindel also drew their weapons.

But Gandalf, standing on the edge of the frozen waterfall cliff, looked up at the sky.

The arrival of those orcs did not bring dark clouds and a depressing atmosphere, on the contrary.

The white clouds and sunshine in the sky look more holy.

"No, no need." A butterfly flew to the top of Gandalf's wand, and the old wizard looked at it with a smile. "Our friends finally caught up."

Following the wise and relieved smile of the old wizard, a sharp eagle cry came from high in the sky!

In an instant, every white cloud in the sky was blown away by the violent air current! A black figure above the clouds was revealed.

That's a flock of big eagles!

Noble creature, ally of all good creatures and enemy of evil!

Each talon of these large eagles can easily catch an adult, and their eyes are also shining with the light of wisdom. They are not ordinary creatures.

As soon as they appeared, the Gundaba orcs who were marching towards the Lonely Mountain through Crow Ridge suddenly became panicked.

On the narrow mountain road, every eagle's swoop could directly knock down the orcs standing all over the road.

The aerial power of the orcs - the evil bats, they are like a swarm of flies in front of the big eagle.

The Orks' air power was completely suppressed.

And it's not just air power.

"Roar!!"

The furious roar of a bear came from the back of a big eagle. It was a tall man. He jumped down from the back of the big eagle and turned into an exaggerated giant bear in mid-air!

This giant bear was unscathed after being smashed down from a height of tens to hundreds of meters, and it broke into the orc formation directly and started killing.

And at this moment, Lan En faced the sunshine exposed by the big eagle as the clouds were blown away, and he suddenly remembered something.