A Hospital in Another World?

Archmage Carlisle was smiling, and so was Garrett.

Which one to study?

None of them is easy to learn!

The blood oxygen monitoring magic seems simple—it’s really just a modified version of the "Lineage Clarification" spell. However, without sufficient practice and a variety of patients to practice on, you might end up doubting your life choices:

Wasn’t it supposed to display the body’s blood oxygen saturation?

Why does it keep showing 100%?

Then there’s the ECG magic. The difficulty with this magic isn’t in learning it, but in practical application: positioning the probes is one challenge, interpreting the ECG is another. Although you are a 14th-level grand mage, mastering this magic might take you half a month...

He casually lifted his chin:

"So, tell me, which magic should I study?"

Archmage Carlisle stroked his beard. Seeing Garrett’s smug expression, he really wanted to throw the most difficult spell at him to learn. Spells like "Portal Analysis," "Shadow Storage," and "Basic Draconiform"...

These spells involve entirely new fields. "Portal Analysis" involves spatial concepts, "Shadow Storage" involves the Shadow Plane, and "Basic Draconiform" involves understanding of dragonkind... Oh, the last one probably wouldn’t be a problem for Garrett...

Anyway, these spells would take at least two to three months to master.

However, a 14th-level grand mage competing with a 5th-level mage in learning first and second level spells already has at least an 80% chance of winning. To deliberately choose a difficult one to increase his own chance of victory, if word got out, his friends would probably die laughing.

Archmage Carlisle’s thoughts raced. He quickly scanned through the third-level spells and decided to make a fair choice:

"Then choose Fireball Spell! —As long as you can proficiently cast Fireball before I learn your spell, you win, and I’ll let you go back to self-study!"

This representative third-level spell has significant destructive power among its peers. Indeed, third-level spells can stand on their own, able to stride across any place largely because they have Fireball at their disposal.

Garrett, this boy, is kind-hearted and soft-hearted, not strong in combat. Once he learns Fireball, coupled with his technique of augmenting it with the energy of fire, raising its power to fifth-level—that is, the level of 9th or 10th-level mages—should be no problem.

In that case, even when facing high-level adversaries, he would have the ability to defend himself.

"Agreed!" Garrett stepped forward, flipped through the table, and picked up the thesis and scrolls related to ECG magic:

"So, as long as I learn Fireball before you master this detection magic, able to cast it proficiently and successfully interpret it, I will stay on the mountain peak, learn ten more spells, then come down!"

Hmm, a bunch of divination spells, like "Magic Detection," "Thought Detection," "Poison Detection," the standards for learning them are all about successful interpretation. So, my request is perfectly reasonable!

With a snap, a young mage and a 14th-level high-ranking mage clapped hands in midair. The old and the young looked at each other and both smiled, each thinking they had gotten the better deal:

I’m definitely going to learn faster than you!

"Let’s go, teacher!" Before Archmage Carlisle could speak, Aurora already spontaneously grabbed a pack of spellcasting materials—a ball made of bat dung and sulfur—from her teacher’s cabinet. Then, she dragged Garrett straight to the guest room:

"Come on, this magic is quick to learn! I mastered it in just 10 days! I’ll teach you!"

Thus, Garrett began his secluded study. Swiping the grand mage’s card, staying in the grand mage’s guest room, using the grand mage’s materials, he set his mind to learn Fireball. Meanwhile, Archmage Carlisle plunged into the papers on the table. Ṟ₳Ｎǒ₿ЕS

Emmm...

ECG?

Electricity in the heart?

Electricity?

Archmage Carlisle took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to sense the electrical currents inside his body. One second, two seconds, three seconds... Hmm, it seems he couldn’t perceive anything?

Should I consider using a tool? Like that little gadget inside the Thunder Horn, used to measure whether there’s electricity when studying electrical magic?

He just did it. Carlisle touched a crystal stone to his hand. Tips of electric light sparkled, emitting tiny flashes of electricity, and the crystal soon lit up, glowing with a blue-white fluorescence.

Hmm, not bad, this crystal is quite sensitive. The electrical light he just emitted was at most, at most, one-tenth of the 0-level trick "Electric Shock," yet it reacted!

Archmage Carlisle

gave a thumbs up to his own school’s specialty and stuck the crystal on his wrist. Breathing in and out, he felt his heart beat several times. However, that crystal...

Didn’t light up at all.

Two crystals, each stuck on one wrist, connected by a copper wire in the middle...

Still no reaction.

Archmage Carlisle huffed and threw in the towel. He unfastened his mage robe, exposing his chest, and stuck the crystal directly over his heart. He looked down...

Not a single light.

Ugh...

Ugh...

"Carlisle, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the study window. Carlisle, startled, hastily covered his robe. Then he turned his head to see a floating skull tapping on the window glass with its jaw clacking:

"Carlisle, has that little Garrett of yours come back? When will you send him over?... Hey, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"—Scram!"

Why are you guys everywhere!

Little Garrett belongs to our Thunder Horn! He’s from Thunder Horn! Stop trying to poach him!

A flash of lightning blasted the window sill. Smoke billowed from the skull’s cracks, wavering as it drifted down. As it floated, the skull clattered noisily:

"Don’t lock him up and hide him! If there’s any new achievement, publish the papers, let’s all share! I heard he advanced to a 5th-level mage, if you’re looking to recruit apprentices, we can also recomm~~end~~ ah ah ah ah!"

Snap!

The skull crashed onto the Necromancer’s pyramid, tumbling down and rolling straight off. It hit the ground, picked up by a skeletal dog that dashed out, grabbed it, and ran into the tower, disappearing in an instant.

Archmage Carlisle battled with the principles of electromyography and electromyographic testing all day, without grasping the essence, he simply had to memorize by rote. From parsing spells, to constructing spell models in the meditation world, to successfully releasing the spell by manipulating the model with mental power:

Emmm this isn’t difficult. I said it, a magic crafted by a small 5th-level mage, how troublesome could it be?

Moreover, Garrett crafted this spell before advancing, at most it’s a second-level magic. I, a grand 14th-level mage, can’t learn a second-level spell, that would be a joke!

The cloud screen was quickly set up. Archmage Carlisle nodded to himself satisfactorily, then tried to position the probes, sticking one on each wrist:

Ugh...

Why are the lines coming out so messy?

High and low, constantly changing?

Am I doing something wrong?

No, wait, according to what Garrett said, the heart is made up of cells, cell activity generates electricity... then, the entire body would produce electricity, why can you measure the heart’s electrical activity on the body surface without other electrical interference?

Or, should I place that magical probe directly near the heart? After all, it’s made of magic, it doesn’t matter if it enters the body, placing it near the heart should give more accurate measurements?

Archmage Carlisle opened his mouth to call someone. Thinking it over, even though this magic is harmless to the body, directly calling a student over as a test subject isn’t really appropriate. He hesitated for a moment, then rang the magic bell, requesting a cage of rabbits be brought over.

He closed his eyes slightly, 12 magical probes floated out in sequence, entering the rabbit’s body. With his level and mental power, controlling 12 leads simultaneously was no trouble. Adjusting, adjusting, hmm, the position seems about right, let’s look at the lines on the cloud screen—

Hmm, there are the lines!

Just as I said, the difficulty isn’t high, the magic framework is a bit complicated, but the strength is just at the level of a first-order, not even reaching second-order. To master it proficiently, it’s just a matter of practicing for a day or two...

Archmage Carlisle was brimming with confidence. Casting the spell, stopping, then casting again, stopping again. The progress was swift, after a day of practice, he had already managed to compress the time for releasing the spell and positioning the magic probes to within a second.

This should be considered proficient, right? Then, the next step is interpreting the detection results...

His Excellency the Grand Mage focused intently on the cloud screen. The thin cloud mist screen displayed 12 lines fluctuating up and down, never still for a moment.

So, what do these lines mean?

Archmage Carlisle turned back to continue flipping through Garrett’s papers. A thick stack of parchment, the first ten or so pages discussed the spell model, casting method, and probe positions, while the dozens of pages that followed were all about interpretation. Archmage Carlisle casually flipped through:

Chapter One, Basic Knowledge of Clinical Electro

cardiology;

Chapter Two, ECG Measurement and Normal Data;

Chapter Three, Atrial Enlargement and Ventricular Hypertrophy;

Chapter Four, Myocardial Ischemia and ST-T Changes;

Chapter Five, Myocardial Infarction;

Chapter Six, Arrhythmias;

Chapter Seven, Electrolyte Disturbances and Drug Effects;

Chapter Eight, Analytical Methods and Clinical Applications of ECG;

Chapter Nine, Dynamic ECG;

Chapter Ten, ECG Stress Testing...

After finishing the first chapter, His Excellency the Grand Mage already started doubting life. Looking further, the long series of R waves, Q waves, S waves, P waves, wave groups, elevated ST segments, tombstone-like ECGs, made him feel dizzy and disoriented.

Looking up at the lines on the cloud screen, feeling that none of them looked right, none matched...

You’re waiting here for me!

I refuse to believe I can’t understand it! Just these few dozen pages, I’ll memorize them if I have to!

Archmage Carlisle desperately dived into the ECG. But without a foundation, it’s genuinely hard to get started. Often while memorizing, phrases like "must be combined with other positive indicators..." "must be combined with clinical findings..." "accuracy, sensitivity, specificity..." would pop up.

After memorizing three chapters, Archmage Carlisle felt his brain was filled with various ECGs. Up and down, high and low, it became a tangled mess like a cat’s plaything.

Three days later, when the Lord of Thunder summoned his disciple, he was shocked to see him with disheveled hair, red eyes, cracked lips, and a staggering walk. The legendary mage was slightly startled:

"What happened to you? That little Garrett, did he cause you trouble again?"

"Yes... these past few days, I’ve been studying his newly created magic..."

Archmage Carlisle revealed a weak, powerless smile.

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