A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1092: Cirilla: No, Let's Petrify the Patient

Cirilla was frowning.

In front of her, inside the cage, two rabbits and a squirrel were all looking listless. The young Silver Dragon was holding the spell model Garrett had given her, adjusting the spell's intensity repeatedly, casting it again and again:

"Oh no! This rabbit isn't doing well! Healing Spell! Healing Spell! Healing Spell!"

"Oh no! It's still not working! Heal Severe Wounds! Heal Fatal Wounds! Detoxification Spell!"

"Oh no! It's still not working!... Garrett, why is this spell so hard? Not treating them is fine, but when I do, they die even faster!"

"Don't panic, Cirilla!" Garrett quickly moved to calm her down.

"Help me test it. Maybe it's the spell's intensity—maybe lowering it will solve the problem. Hmm, I'll go check with the elder..."

Fahim and his disciple both looked troubled.

Garrett generously opened up his self-created spell to them. This included the Targeted Annihilation Spell, the spell model, and every detail, even the parts not covered in the paper but included in the spell exchange instructions...

This spell was easy yet difficult. Easy because an 8th-level druid could create it and then quickly spread it to all his disciples. Difficult because it needed to be precise enough to kill bacteria and viruses while controlling the area of effect. Limiting it to a tumor the size of a fist wasn't enough; it had to be reduced even further, making sure not to touch blood vessels!

Even though the old man was a legendary master, wanting to wield the spell like a limb after reading it once was still a bit beyond him. The master and disciple bent their heads together, dissecting the spell, studying it over and over:

"Oh no! Made a mistake!"

"Oh no! Made another mistake!"

The hardest part was locking onto those bacteria and cells. They all looked similar yet not quite the same. With a heavy heart, they aimed the Targeted Annihilation Spell at a rabbit's ear, only to see a chunk of the ear collapse the next moment...

"Uh, don't kill healthy cells! Take a look at this book first..."

That's why medical students need to learn many foundational subjects before studying various symptoms and treatments: medical physics, basic chemistry, organic chemistry, histology, biochemistry, pathology, and pathogenesis...

Anyone who had studied "Histology and Embryology" and memorized pictures of various cells would have a concept of the differences between them. When applied, it was steady work—killing the exact type of cell intended, with no hesitation.

The problem was, the old man saw cellular tissue under an optical microscope, while Garrett had memorized light microscopy images, electron microscopy images, and carefully drawn diagrams summarizing cellular characteristics.

"Great Da Luo of All Worlds"

The root was different, so the mental lock efficiency was different, and the spell effect was naturally different!

However, what Garrett could throw out was only the cell images he had observed under a light microscope, small circles with tiny dots as nuclei. If he wanted something clearer, well, he'd have to wait until the teacher and senior sister finished making the electron microscope first...

Seeing the elder's beard and eyebrows knit together as he left with the book, Garrett sighed, grabbed another rabbit, and began experimenting again.

This time, he was more cautious, and his spellcasting was more refined. For larger tumors that might invade blood vessels, he annihilated the cancer cells piece by piece, trying to avoid hitting the blood vessels.

"Annihilate! Annihilate! Annihilate! Annihilate..."

The rabbit was already small, and the tumor in its liver was even smaller. Garrett concentrated his mental energy, controlling the range of each spell to the size of a mung bean. Before long, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"That should be about it... The surrounding cancer cells have been annihilated, leaving only the part connected to the major blood vessels..."

Garrett sighed, focused all his attention, cast the annihilation spell, and immediately followed up with a healing spell. Then, he quickly activated the ultrasound:

"Hmm... Thank goodness, this time there's no major bleeding..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, put the rabbit back in the cage, and glanced at the life-sign monitoring magic hanging beside it. There were no significant fluctuations. Thinking it over, he grabbed another capybara and started practicing from the beginning.

Shaving, performing ultrasound, doing a CT scan... The entire process flowed smoothly. But before he could start the treatment, the heart monitor and blood pressure gauge on the other side of the rabbit cage started blaring alarmingly!

Garrett sprinted over. On the other side, Elder Fahim and his disciple also rushed over. One look, and they were panicked:

"It's dying!"

"I know it's dying!" Garrett stared at the heart monitor and blood pressure gauge, his own heart racing to match the rabbit's. Rapid heartbeat, blood pressure spikes, breathing difficulties, vomiting...

What exactly was this symptom?

"It's in great pain! It's losing consciousness! I can't communicate with it!" Anari Linga cried beside him. Garrett frowned tightly, drew a small vial of blood from the rabbit, and cast "Modified Bloodline Identification."

The spell's light flickered, and messages quickly fed back one by one. Garrett's mind raced:

"High acidity... High acidity in the blood, it should be hyperuricemia... Hyperkalemia, hyperphosphatemia, hypocalcemia... Strange, why is this happening? Too bad I can't measure creatinine. If I could check liver function, that would be great..."

Elder Fahim's hands glowed as he cast healing spells one after another. With each spell, the lines on the heart monitor became more regular. Pausing for a moment, they started twitching again, so he had to keep casting healing spells to keep it alive.

"Oh no!"

Garrett suddenly slapped his thigh. How foolish of him to forget all his past life knowledge! This symptom was clearly Tumor Lysis Syndrome!

During the treatment of malignant tumors, tumor cells rapidly disintegrate, and their contents and metabolic products are quickly released into the bloodstream. When metabolism can't keep up, a series of complications primarily manifest as kidney failure...

This type of complication is rare, but there is another condition with a similar cause:

Rhabdomyolysis, the one where after extensive exercise, cells die en masse, releasing their contents into the body, overwhelming the metabolism. It results in hematuria, acute kidney injury, arrhythmia, and even death, based on the same principle as Tumor Lysis Syndrome.

He rushed to open the rabbit cage, didn't even have time to pick up the rabbit, and squeezed a handful of glycerin onto its belly. The rabbit, half-conscious and not kicking or biting, obediently let him perform the ultrasound:

"Bladder... Bladder... Kidneys... No urine!"

Alright, kidney failure was basically confirmed. Garrett took a deep breath and turned to Elder Fahim:

"Detoxification Spell!"

"Detoxify... What exactly?" Elder Fahim was bewildered. The rabbit hadn't eaten a bite or drunk a drop of water since starting the treatment, and even the air in the lab was clean. Where was the toxin?

Although bewildered, he still followed Garrett's instructions and cast a Detoxification Spell. The light flashed, and the rabbit lay there, neither improving nor worsening. The heart monitor trembled, showing signs of impending failure again...

Clearly, in the elder's understanding, blood potassium, blood phosphorus, urea, and creatinine were not considered toxins—neither did the body recognize them as such. With no awareness of these as toxins, the Detoxification Spell naturally had no effect...

It seemed the elder needed a refresher on physiology and biochemistry. Garrett took a deep breath and focused. Lacking confidence in his control, he decided to play it safe by first clearing out the substances that wouldn't cause harm if removed:

"Detoxification Spell!"

Clearing out urea, clearing out creatinine. Then, after quickly calculating in his mind, he determined how much blood potassium and blood phosphorus needed to be cleared, cast another Detoxification Spell, and then carefully injected a small amount of calcium chloride solution into the rabbit's vein:

"Elder, Healing Spell! Focus on the kidneys!"

This round of emergency treatment finally pulled the rabbit back from the brink of death. Elder Fahim let out a sigh of relief, looking Garrett up and down with a strange expression:

"Why did this work? Garrett, what exactly did you detoxify with that spell?"

To explain this, he'd have to start from medical biology and biochemistry, but Garrett really didn't have the energy to give that lecture. He thought for a moment and decided to choose a simpler explanation:

"Elder, this tumor in the rabbit's body is due to the effects of the Polluted Zone. It's not a good thing. When we kill the cells, the dirty stuff inside leaks into the rabbit's body, and it can't handle it..."

"That's true." This explanation was naturally accepted by Elder Fahim, who nodded while stroking his beard. Garrett seized the opportunity:

"Is there a way to remove all this stuff after the cells are killed? Like a Cleaning Spell, but cleaning it all up?"

"A Cleaning Spell won't work." The elder shook his head instinctively.

"A Cleaning Spell can't pull things out from inside the body unless you perform surgery first. I assume you wouldn't want to use these spells if you're willing to operate, right?"

Garrett nodded vigorously. The elder nodded, then shook his head, then nodded again, going through all the spells he had learned in his mind. Before he could speak, Cirilla had already leaned in:

"What about a Petrification Spell?"

"What?!"

Both of them asked simultaneously

. Cirilla confidently gestured:

"First, petrify the person! After petrifying them, open a hole, take out the bad stuff, and it won't leak everywhere, right?"

Elder Fahim: "..."

Anari Linga: "..." Truly worthy of a Silver Dragon, this idea was utterly wild. It seemed that only someone who hadn't systematically studied magic could come up with such a bizarre notion.

Garrett: "...This is a path I hadn't considered... But, Cirilla, Petrification Spells aren't used that way. If you petrify someone and then make a hole, it severely damages the body's tissues and is extremely difficult to treat. You could easily shatter the statue..."

"Oh, I see..." Cirilla was disappointed. Garrett patted her hand and turned his gaze back to Elder Fahim:

"Let's think of another method... Elder, is there a way to create a membrane that allows some substances to pass through while blocking others?"