Chapter 3

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Raymond nodded hesitantly.

"Yes, it's quite possible."

"Ah!"

Their eyes grew wide as if they were about to burst.

"However, there is one thing that guardians must follow. Whatever treatment I give him, you must trust and follow it."

"...!"

It was an unexpected request.

But they nodded.

They were just waiting to die one day at a time anyway. As long as they could keep him alive in any way, they were in no position to pick and choose.

"I will. Healer. Please help my husband!"

Raymond nodded.

"I understand. Then prepare clean, hot water. It must be boiled as long as possible and then cooled."

"Yes, it will be ready in a moment."

"And make sure you have as clean and sharp of a blade as possible."

"Blade?"

The mother and daughter looked at each other strangely.

A blade to heal?

"Yes, heat it up."

"What the hell... what kind of treatment are you going to give him...?"

Raymond was silent for a moment.

He wondered what words he should use to describe this treatment.

He immediately thought of the right words.

"I'm going to give him surgery."

Surgery.

It was a term that was unfamiliar here in Leifentina, and one that would shake the very foundations of continent-wide healing methods in the not-too-distant future.

***

The preparations for the surgery were done quickly.

'I never thought I'd be doing surgery.'

In fact, this level of abscess drainage was a simple treatment that was embarrassing to call surgery.

Still, Raymond was thrilled to be standing in front of his patient.

[It's an arterial bleed. Stop the bleeding!]

[Get a good view! If you don't hurry, it will become an arrest!」

The scene he saw in his dream the other day flickered past him.

A sharp sense of urgency came over him as if he were the doctor in the dream.

"Well then, thank you, healer."

"Please help my father!"

The mother and daughter left the room, begging in trembling voices.

They had faith in Raymond.

But they couldn't hide their anxiety and frustration.

The life of their precious family member was at stake.

"I'll do my best."

Raymond felt their hearts and thought silently.

'Cold in the head, but hot in the heart.'

It was a phrase that was part of his knowledge of "general medicine."

He repeated that feeling that a healer should naturally have.

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