Chapter 98


    Being questioned?


    Garrett Nordmark wasn''t nervous at all.


    Since the day of his internship, rotating through various departments, the weekly grand rounds that left everyone weak in the knees. Then, after starting work, being scolded by teachers, scolded by the department head, scolded by the head nurse. And on unlucky days when the entire hospital convened, being questioned in turns by department heads and the dean, it was like navigating through a sea of knives and fire.


    Now, proposing a treatment n and being questioned by a stranger?


    Was this even an issue?


    The only strange thing was that someone like this appeared in the Temple of the War God. Unusual and enigmatic, a neer perhaps? A priest from the Temple of the War God, and he should know everyone?


    Garrett turned his head to nce in that direction. The person speaking boldly stepped forward, draped in a flowing robe, making it impossible to see any muscle definitionoh, indeed a neer, the style was quite different. Seeing Garrett looking over, he coolly chuckled and raised his voice:


    "Kid, at your age, how long have you been studying healing arts? Have you treated this disease before? It''s one thing for your teacher tomand you, but to bring it to the Temple of the War God? By the grace of the War God, we..."


    "Iken!"


    The bald bishop roared. His voice rumbled like distant thunder rolling over the side hall. He hurried over in three or two steps, fingers spread like five carrots, reaching for Iken''s head. Garrett quickly intervened:


    "Wait!"


    He raised his hand to signal a pause. The bald bishop halted at themand, still angry, ring fiercely at Iken. Garrett smiled:


    "You make a valid point. I am young and inexperienced. I haven''t personally treated this epidemic. But knowing where to focus the treatment is not difficult"


    He turned to Elder Elwin Wilkinson, his expression serious, and slightly bowed:


    "Teacher, can you help obtain a corpse? One who died in this epidemic, we can freely dissect and examine"


    "Do you have a solution again?"


    Elder Elwin raised an eyebrow. In the presence of outsiders, he couldn''t directly ask, "Is it another revtion from your so-called god?" However, without understanding, Garrett knew. Confident, he smiled and nodded:


    "Of course."


    The corpse was quickly brought in. The city guards easily found the body of a vagrant. No family, no rtives, no one woulde looking for trouble no matter how it was dismembered.


    The third side hall in the church emptied.


    The War God priests skillfully brought in tables and chairs, forming an inner circle of stools and an outer circle of tables, enclosing the dissecting table securely.


    Garrett changed into a specially made leather apron, entered leisurely, and Little John stood by the feet of the deceased, handing him the surgical knife, just as before.


    But Garrett didn''t take it. He raised both hands in front of his chest, palms facing outwards, backs of the hands about a fist''s distance away. Surveying the surroundings, he raised his voice:


    "We can never understand all diseases.


    For those we recognize, we can treat them based on experience. For those we''ve never seen, the quickest way to understand is to dissect a corpsesee where changes urred, which organs suffered damage.


    That is where we need to prioritize treatment."


    At this point, Garrett nced at Iken. Indeed, his face turned ck, and he opened his mouth to speak. But Garrett didn''t give him a chance, raised his head, and spoke louder:


    "So, we should be grateful to those who have died.


    With their bodies, they tell us the mysteries inside the human body. They guide the progress of medicine.


    They lie there silently, but they are worthy of our respect as good teachers."


    Just like the recent disaster.


    The first body, the second, and many more from patients, pointed out crucial points for doctors facing this kind of disease for the first time.


    Garrett stepped back. He straightened his cor, bowed deeply:


    "A bow, another bow, and another. Respectful and solemn."


    Silence filled the hall.


    Dozens of priests, led by Elder Elwin for the Natural God religion, and the bald bishop for the Temple of the War God, silently watched as Garrett, in the roles of both priest and mage, bowed repeatedly to the corpse of a vagrant.


    After a moment, Elder Elwin sighed softly:


    "You all should remember."


    A soft echo surrounded them, like a gentle breeze over water. Garrett straightened up, then took the surgical knife from Little John, making an incision:


    "Dissecting a body involves many steps, and time is of the essence. Let''s focus on the internal organs firstthis epidemic''s main symptom is diarrhea, so let''s start with the stomach and intestines."


    A gentle glow from the illumination spell filled the air. Garrett''s hands moved skillfully with the dissecting knife, scissors, and tissue forceps, each instrument flipping up and down in an orderly manner. The entire side hall was silent, watching as Garrett lifted a piece of organ and disyed it:


    "No apparent abnormalities in the stomach."


    "The small intestine is normal in shape, no congestion, no inmmation."


    "Hey, how do you know?"


    Someone in the crowd questioned. Garrett continued without stopping, not turning his head:


    "You''ll know when you''ve seen enough. After we''re done here, you can find a corpse that died normally. I''ll dissect it for you to see and tell you the differences."


    "Uh..."


    The person who questioned fell silent. The priests around them whispered:


    "So, how many has he dissected..."


    "Just sixteen years old..."


    "Is he a mage... a necromancer?"


    Garrett ignored them. He continued to dissect section by section, exining:


    "The cecum shows no abnormalities."


    "The ascending colon shows no abnormalities."


    "The descending colon looks normal."


    "The sigmoid colon... well, everyone, take a close look. There''s obvious bleeding here, and pus, consistent with the appearance of the patient''s feces."


    "Liver... galldder... spleen... kidneys..."


    "So, this disease primarily damages the sigmoid colon." After showcasing each organ, Garrett put them back in ce one by one. He raised both hands in front of his chest and dered:


    "Everyone has seen it. The sigmoid colon is located in the lower left abdomen of the human body. So, when treating, focus the healing arts on this area to achieve the greatest effect. Any questions?"


    Silence ensued. The origins and treatments of diseases were always subject to various interpretations. However, with a dead bodyid out on the table, the diseased intestines exposed, such evidence was irrefutable.


    Even without a normal corpse forparison, the affected area looked different from the normal appearance of the intestines above it, visible to anyone with eyes.


    Even the first one to speak, Priest Iken, now avoided the gaze of others, bowing his head in silence.


    "Cough, since there are no issues, then let''s do as Garrett says," Elder Elwin spoke, easing the atmosphere. He walked over with a smiling face, looking at the body lying on the dissecting table with all its organs exposed:


    "Little Garrett, I''m getting old, and it''s easy


    to forget some things. Draw a map of which section of the intestines is where, and where the healing arts should be directed. Let everyone see, alright?"


    "Of course!"


    Garrett bowed respectfully.


    Soon, arge frame was erected at the entrance from the mild to the severe zones. A clear and concise anatomy chart was affixed to it, visible to anyone.


    A constant stream of people flowed in front of the chart. Garrett clearly saw that several priests woulde to take a look when one person was being treated, and when treating two people, they woulde again...


    Soon, there were excited shouts, one after another.


    "The effects of the healing arts have improved a lot!"


    "Yes, it''s the same here!"


    "At least thirty percent savings!"


    "Forty percent is possible! Don''t just throw it in, think about what you saw just now, the appearance of that intestine!"


    "Little Garrett, you''re amazing!"


    Garrett smiled. It wasn''t an illusion that the effectiveness of the healing arts had improved. It seemed that being familiar with the anatomy of the human body indeed aided in treatment!


    In such a widespread epidemic, saving even one percent with the healing arts was significant!


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