Healer From Other Dimension
Operation Successfully Performed
All preparations for the operation have been completed. Lorcan appeared to be lying on a special operating bed. Andressa was beside him getting ready for anesthesia.
"After this you will not be conscious. Then if you wake up later, then the operation is done. Are you ready?" Andressa.
Lorcan arranged his irregular heart race.
"Yes, I'm ready" Lorcan replied.
"alright. Need the syringe please."
Amelia handed me a syringe filled with anesthetic fluid. Andressa slowly stuck the tip of the syringe onto the surface of Lorcan's skin.
That guy looks ordinary. He did not feel any pain from being stabbed by a needle. However, he was used to feeling the pain of being slashed by sharp weapons while on the battlefield. So, this syringe is nothing to him.
After making sure the anesthetic reacted, Andressa immediately began her operation.
"Scal."
The healers quickly gave up what Andressa asked. To be honest, they were very nervous about having an operation on Lorcan. The anxiety level of failure dominates their feelings.
After witnessing Andressa's current skills, the anxiety was reduced. Andressa is really good at it.
"Please tweezers," Andressa pinta once again.
The doctors began to relax. They moved according to Andressa's orders. For beginners like them, this operation is quite difficult. However, for Amelia, she was used to it.
Two hours later, the operation was completed.
"This is the last stitch. After that, you can rest" Andressa said.
As soon as the final stitch was completed, they immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Their bodies simultaneously decayed onto the floor due to exhaustion.
"Are you always doing this stressful thing?" ask one of the doctors.
"Yes, why is it? You guys are tense, right? I'm the same. I was also tense when I was first taken to the operating room and watched how the scalpel slashed the patient's body."
Andressa recalls her first life as a surgeon. An unforgettable experience when he was still a beginner, just like the healers.
"Just calm. You will get used to it if you have surgery often. So, there's nothing you need to worry about about this" Andressa continued.
***
At the same time, at the Glory clinic sounded an unusual commotion. A noblewoman with her son who was lying weakly on the bed scolded the healers all out. He came to question about the severe wound that was on the knee of the son.
"How do you guys work?! I've paid a lot for this. But, look at it! The wound on my son's knee is getting worse by the day. Do you intend to kill my son?!"
That woman was Baroness Yerland. His twelve-year-old son fell from the horse. His leg suffered injuries as well as injuries to the left and right knee.
Baroness Yerland took her son to Glory clinic. The healers treated him, but instead of recovering, his wounds got worse. This caused unrest in the hearts of the Baroness of Yerland.
"Please forgive us, Madam, we have given the most potent medicine to Young Master. Maybe in a few more days Young Master's wound will be sb—"
"A few more days you say? Hey, it's been two weeks. The wound on my son's leg is getting worse. Oh don't you deliberately make my son's wounds worse so I can come back here again? The medical expenses here are expensive, only the rich nobles will be accepted."
The emotions of Baroness Yerland were unbearable anymore. He was angry and disappointed with the Glory clinic which was branded as the rescue clinic of the inhabitants of the Emilian empire.
"Mother, my feet hurt .. help me ...."