A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 756: Attack Magic? Don't Mention it in Front of Garrett!

Senior brothers and sisters collectively turned their heads, paying attention to Garrett. Garrett slightly bowed his head in response, silently sweating a little:

Electrophysiology of the heart, the electrical changes during heartbeats—I really only have a superficial understanding!

I can't compare to those doing fundamental research!

Even in my past life, I was only responsible for stabilizing the situation. When faced with truly complex and critical patients, I would immediately call in cardiology for consultation!

And electrophysiology of the heart also involves transmembrane potentials of cells. How am I supposed to explain to my senior brothers and sisters, or prove to them, that the potential of cardiac working cells is related to the movement of potassium ions, sodium ions, and calcium ions?!

The books only provided conclusions! They didn't explain how they were proven in the first place! In our clinical treatments, we just needed to know how to use the instruments and medications! For things beyond our capabilities, we'd call in specialists...

Moreover, Senior Brother Byerbo is already developing towards the legendary direction. If I prove something wrong and it leads to an accident in his elemental transformation process, wouldn't it be my fault?!

It's the heart, after all!

Thankfully, the Lord of Thunder rescued him. The teacher coughed lightly and asked seriously:

"Do you have any difficulties with this project?"

There are many difficulties! Especially with this direct current defibrillation, my two subsequent plans both need the teacher's guidance!

The Lord of Thunder indeed chose the difficult path for Garrett. He didn't even look at making magical tools, directly heading towards researching new magic:

"Your ECG is a level 1 spell, and the electric claw is also a level 1 spell. Connecting them shouldn't be difficult—unless you need that cloud screen..."

He looked at Garrett for confirmation. Garrett first nodded, then shook his head:

"It's better to keep the cloud screen. Although activating the electric claw doesn't need the cloud screen, the subsequent effects and responses are best seen by the healer to respond further."

An AED without a display screen? Impossible!

Not seeing the ECG on the display screen? Impossible!

If possible, Garrett would even want to include screen displays and voice prompts, guiding the rescuer step-by-step, indicating where to place the electrodes, whether to compress or shock.

Actually, all of these could be included in the magic package, along with external chest compressions. One magic spell would handle chest compressions, artificial respiration, defibrillation/defibrillation, with an automatic judgment and execution process.

In the case of a patient already unconscious, without heartbeat and breathing, can treating moderate or severe injuries with healing spells on the heart work? It seems to work a little, but the consumption is huge...

If the magic package for defibrillation/defibrillation consumes less than healing spells, it would be valuable!

The Lord of Thunder nodded, acknowledging his request. Then, without hesitation, he gave a long list of books:

"Detailed Explanation of Magic Array Nesting, Roberto Oliva, 796, Third Edition."

"Triggering Magic Spells, Trever Duffey, 1073."

"Judgment and Planning of Spell Construction, Cynthia August, 855..."

Garrett wrote frantically, jotting down more than ten books, wanting to wail. Just reading them would take a month. If he had to understand them, practice, and apply them...

Ahhhhhh!

Just let me die!

It felt like being back in graduate school, where the teacher would dump a book list on you. Then, in the next group meeting, your presentation had to show that you had read and understood those references...

Looking around, the senior brothers and sisters in front were sitting calmly, not batting an eye. Clearly, everyone had gone through this, and no one found Garrett's plight surprising.

Following a legendary mage in research was equivalent to working for an academician in the past life. Full professors and doctoral supervisors were small bosses, and associate professors were secondary bosses. What, you're just an undergraduate?

Because of a good school and talent, you were noticed and taken in by the big shot?

You still had to go through this training, no escape!

Moreover, Garrett felt that being a level 7 mage, leading several followers and two project groups, he could at least be considered a graduate student. Perhaps, in research, he had even reached the associate professor level?

So, when the teacher gave the book list, he just had to read! After reading, maybe he could develop new magic!

Recording new magic into scrolls or chips and then making magical tools, compared to simply providing two spells and letting the transmutation school make magical tools, was obviously more convenient. But for the creator, the former gave more authority.

For instance, if I want to grant authorization, I can grant it; if I want to lower the price, I can lower it. If the transmutation school wants to protest?

Sorry, you're just an OEM...

Garrett silently clenched his fist. Last time, developing the ECG magic, combining the cloud screen and measurement, was helped by Miss Silver Dragon; this time, he wanted to do it himself!

"By the way, can you feel the current in the heart?"

The teacher continued to ask. Garrett immediately shook his head:

Are you kidding me? How can I feel the electrophysiology of the heart? I measure it with magic! Or give me a set of electrode equipment; if it's sensitive enough, I can measure it. Purely by perception?

NO!

"You can't do this." The Lord of Thunder straightforwardly ordered:

"You're a level 7 mage; your perception can't be that weak. Your senior brothers and sisters can already perceive electrons, and you can't even perceive currents. Go back and practice; within a month, you must at least feel the current with your mental power!"

Without any apparent gesture from this legendary mage, the office suddenly surged with blue and white arcs of electricity. They intertwined, forming a delicate maze. Inside the maze, small electric balls rolled happily, occasionally crackling and popping.

"A month later, if you can't walk out of this maze with your mental power, then come out when you can, and then enter my study!"

The senior brothers and sisters ahead silently gave Garrett sympathetic looks. Done for, done for; everyone had tasted this thing's flavor, and without enough mental power, it was a tough path.

Garrett, still a level 7 little mage, wouldn't suffer heavily, but probably would get shocked seventeen or eighteen times, falling to the ground, emitting wisps of black smoke.

And being a priest, he could heal himself and recover quickly. Likely, he'd get shocked a few more times, even dozens more times?

Garrett: T_T

But he knew he couldn't always cling to the knowledge of his past life. The higher he climbed, the more magic and the supernatural world occupied. Improving perception was actually a good thing. He also wanted to be like his senior brothers and sisters, directly feeling the electron flow—

If so, creating an electron beam to hit a sample would be like cosplaying a scanning electron microscope with a human body!

He nodded earnestly:

"Teacher, rest assured, I'll practice as soon as I return! I'll set up a training room, let MOSS lay the wires, cross them into a net, and discharge from large to small currents! I'll blindfold myself and use mental power to navigate inside!"

In an instant, the senior brothers and sisters' gazes on him turned almost scorching.

—Rich kid!

—Rich kid with a Tower Spirit!

—Rich kid with a Tower Spirit to help lay wires, discharge, and control current size!

—When we practiced this, we had to be self-reliant, begging for favors, running to the transmutation school to perceive various materials and minerals. How much work did we have to do for the transmutation school for this?

—Or we'd climb to the mountaintop during thunderstorms to feel lightning! Or team up with friends, casting spells on each other, which was very troublesome and owed a lot of favors...

Not to mention those with poor skills who missed the target, hitting directly instead. Even apprentice-level spells hurt a lot when hit on the body!

Garrett, having received the task and made his promise, finally passed. Next, the senior brothers and sisters reported their recent study and research results one by one, even the two who had gone out.

Only then did Garrett learn that when the teacher and several legendary figures besieged the demigod, the two senior brothers and sisters also undertook arduous tasks.

Senior Brother Byerbo took the lead, hosting the southeast direction's magic array, intercepting the demigod totem beast's subordinates on the periphery. Under the blazing sun, everything perished, with only a few high-level ones desperately breaking through, engaging in close combat with the senior brothers.

Senior Sister Philby, further out, spread an electromagnetic field silently over the entire ground. The surging beast tide, those low-level ones relying purely on numbers, couldn't approach her inner defense circle.

If not for a moss-like beast suddenly attacking her shoulder, this time she would have won without any injuries.

...So, how many high-level beasts did you kill this time?

On the way out of the Lord of Thunder's study, Garrett pondered this question. Meanwhile, inside the study, the two senior disciples left behind were reading a paper, growing more alarmed the more they read. Archmage Byerbo eagerly exclaimed:

"Teacher, this magic—"

"What about it?"

"This is a very powerful attack magic!" Archmage Byerbo's fingertips crackled with tiny sparks:

"Using a not very strong current, hitting the right moment, it can cause cardiac arrest! It might be useless against heavily defended mages, but for warriors and beasts—"

A first-level electric claw on a knight might only paralyze or stiffen him for half a second

. But a first-level electric claw, hitting a knight with Garrett's timing?

Cardiac arrest means an immediate decisive victory, potentially lethal!

Archmage Philby said nothing, but her skirt fluttered, showing her excitement. Using minimal cost for maximum effect was every mage's pursuit!

"Enough!"

The Lord of Thunder suddenly shouted. He looked from left to right, sweeping his gaze over the two disciples:

"If you want to study this attack magic, do it yourselves. But no publishing papers, no teaching it lightly, and especially, don't mention it in front of Garrett!"

"Others are researching ways to save lives, but we use them to kill. If you want to use it, keep it hidden!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

...Teacher, you're too partial to little Garrett...