Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

"Please lie down on your back and tilt your head back." This position will make the oropharynx and laryngeal cavity closer to a straight line, which is more suitable for inserting the catheter. "I hope you haven't eaten too much, because you may have to A bit nauseating."

After the Duke had fully breathed and was ready, Kraft spread his teeth and inserted the low-profile laryngoscope that the craftsman had made on request into his mouth.

This hook-shaped tool has a curved metal leaf perpendicular to the handle that presses the surface of the tongue and reaches the base of the tongue. In the version used by the Otherworldly Soul, it was supposed to be equipped with a small light to illuminate the depths for the operator.

For this unreasonable request, the craftsmen categorically stated that there is no feasibility.

At present, it can only perform the basic function of lifting the epiglottis. The glottis below is hidden in the darkness and cannot be seen clearly.

The catheter in my hand is not genuine. Ideally, a well-shaped guidewire should be inserted to twist the tube into a suitable curvature for insertion. But here there is neither such an ideal metal material nor a pipe suitable for bending.

To insert this straight catheter into the narrow glottis is equivalent to blindfolding an archer and asking him to hit the target with a deflected arrow. Even if you know the approximate location of the target, it is still a very difficult task. The tube will more likely enter the esophagus.

"Make the light brighter." Kraft directed the attendant to move the light source to the correct position. He doesn't want to directly use his mental senses yet. No one knows how long the next operation will last. He must leave as much time as possible to observe the lungs.

With the light that was better than nothing, he increased the force of lifting the laryngoscope, roughly estimated the position of the glottis, and decisively inserted the catheter. The leather tube, which was slightly sluggish but had a fair hardness, was not blocked and moved downwards relatively smoothly, entering a certain lumen.

Through the outer opening of the tube, Kraft felt the air flow as expected. If the length estimate is correct, it is now leading from the outside of the glans to the bifurcation of the left and right main bronchi.

Everything is fine, temporarily.

After completing the foreign body suffocation safety, Kraft began to repeat the previous gas injection process. The operations over the past few days have provided him with considerable operational experience, and he is skilled in disinfecting, draping, puncturing, and connecting air bags.

"Everything is ready?"

The Duke agreed silently, the hard tube in his throat making it difficult to nod.

The sensory information of the mental organs flows into the mind, and the omnipresent and unobstructed vision takes in the inner and outer surfaces of everything around us.

The sense of security that he was in control felt as if the entire living room was held in by invisible hands, and the spreading and flowing arms of his spirit made him feel wide and comfortable, extending to more than twenty steps away.

【It's growing】

It is not an unchanging organ, but has grown and matured with repeated use and contact, trickling down to expand far beyond what it once was.

The bacterium in the cavity has nowhere to hide, and the space that periodically changes and contracts gradually collapses. The soft velvet cilia sway restlessly, break away from the lesion wall, and move in a wider direction in the instinct.

The process takes a while, like a living moss pulling its rhizoids out of the humus, using its filaments like a leg.

"Hmm." The Duke wanted to express something, but the catheter held down his tongue.

"Your body temperature is rising. I guess there are some other troubles." Kraft first fixed the needle insertion point and called to the guards who were paying attention. "Come here, two people. If you have a convulsion later, be sure to hold down your body." .”

This time is different. It can be expected that the next step must be completed in the bacterium activity. Abnormal tremors of the hands and feet follow the heat process.

The hyphae climb up the ruptured fistula that leads to the bronchus, deform and squeeze into the narrow tubular space, blocking the airway, and the contraction and contraction of the corresponding lung segment are immediately blocked and slowed down.

The long-term formation of cavities gives the fungus too much room to grow. Only a small part can occupy the smaller bronchioles, and after the entire cavity is squeezed in, a long cylindrical emboli is formed. However, the crawling speed was still slow, which made the doctor particularly anxious.

From a certain perspective, it seems to explain why they are obsessed with finding parasitic bodies. The movement ability of hyphae is really poor.

The velvet tangles crawled forward alternately, and from time to time they poked out to explore other branch cavities. Wherever they moved, they blocked the trachea. The higher they went up, the larger the blocked trachea. At the same time, the obvious stimulation of movement made the Duke cough violently uncontrollably. Adam's apple twitches.

The tremor is sensed by the bacterium, and the infection foci latent in the brain and muscle bundles are activated. The chaotic movement information seizes control of the body, and the mild tremor develops into a full-scale tonic-clonic seizure.

Each muscle seems to be given its own will, with increased tension and movement at different frequencies and amplitudes.

This morbid manifestation expands rapidly and becomes more severe than ever before, even involving the respiratory muscles that control the rise and fall of the chest. They fight against each other, and the power to drive respiratory movement is disrupted.

"Take that air bag and inflate the tube!" At this time, the tracheal intubation finally came into use for its most common use, assisting breathing.

However, the effectiveness of a catheter that is not connected to a ventilator, has no fixed structure, and relies solely on the bladder to inflate is really questionable, and it cannot last long. However, the bacterium in the right lung finally found the main bronchus. The wider tube allowed it to crawl much faster, and it was about to reach the tracheal carina and enter the trachea.

"hurry up……"

While he was busy, Kraft was distractedly paying attention to the patient's face. Of course, the twitching facial muscles could not reflect the patient's true expression. The key was that the color of the lips was vaguely darker, indicating the silent approaching hypoxia.

There are no branches in front of the bacterium. The next step is to wait for it to crawl up from the trachea. With luck, Kraft can catch it in the throat.

However, the bacterium did not think so. The opening of the catheter was also near the bifurcation of the trachea. The small tubes and tracheal lumen with surging airflow caused it to fall into some confusion in its judgment. It did not understand why the place where the airflow was more abundant was narrower.

After a brief pause, the hyphae stretched slightly, and then contracted. The leading filaments probed into the conduit against the airflow, and the subsequent parts followed.

As a result, the trachea is no longer blocked, but the artificial channel that ventilation currently depends on is tightly blocked.

【Damn】

Kraft's mind went blank for a moment, and the Duke's already dark red lips seemed to be turning purple. After all, no one in the world has ever dealt with the outrageous accident of retrograde obstruction of the duct by parasites in the lungs. I went through all the operating procedures in my mind and couldn't find the corresponding one.

His basic on-the-spot ability made him realize that he didn't need to worry about this.

[No, why do I still keep this thing? 】

The lack of a fixed structure turned out to be an advantage. He released the air bag, successfully pulled the tube out of his throat, and threw it into the roaring fire.

The flames wrapped and licked the leather, heating and drying out the mycelium blocking it. The mental organs pressed in, firmly restraining the fungi that had lost their hostage. The invisible force tore them into pieces, disintegrated and dissipated.