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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Post-operation

“Huh? So it was because I gave her the Life Elixir that she had the confidence to perform such a dangerous surgery? Then I don’t even know if I gave her the right thing; perhaps I shouldn’t have given it to her.”

“Before there was any Life Elixir, my craniotomy surgeries had an even higher failure rate. Patients would easily die or couldn’t recover. With your elixir, the survival rate has greatly increased,” Amelia said.

Ah, it seems I should have given it to her. I was being too naive, thinking that without the Life Elixir, she wouldn’t dare to perform this dangerous surgery. In reality, even if the success rate wasn’t high, she would still do it.

I almost forgot. Just now, seeing her god-like surgical skills, I realized how they were obtained. Of course, it was through countless battles and performing numerous surgeries, especially on the Brain. Who knows how many lives were lost to achieve such proficiency?

Under the effect of the Life Elixir, the patient’s Brain recovered rapidly. Amelia merely played a guiding role, and even the skull she reattached grew back together.

Finally, after the scalp also healed, the patient was reborn. There wasn’t even a scar from the surgery on his head. The only thing was that he had to shave his head for the surgery and would need some time for his Hair to grow back.

I have consumed the Life Elixir many times myself. Although I know that the Life Elixir I formulated is very effective, I only truly understood its extent today. It’s practically a Miracle that can bring the dead back to life.

Of course, I haven’t forgotten that even though my Life Elixir is highly effective, the instruments Amelia used to maintain the patient’s life activities during the surgery, and her exquisite technique that didn’t harm any part of the patient, were all astonishing to me.

“Alright, the patient’s heartbeat is normal, breathing is normal, and Brain activity is normal. We can basically confirm that the treatment was successful,” Amelia said, clapping her hands.

“Wait a moment, it’s not over yet. There are still cancerous cells spreading in his body,” I only just remembered my initial judgment based on my Knowledge. The teratoma had mutated into an eye, and the previous cancer cells had already metastasized.

Based on my previous life’s understanding, once cancer cells metastasize, they are very difficult to treat. You can only rely on medication, chemotherapy, and slowly await death.

Therefore, even if this patient managed to survive the Brain surgery, he probably wouldn’t live long. It’s truly pathetic.

“Ah, isn’t it just metastasis? We just need to kill all the mutated cells. That’s easy,” Amelia said nonchalantly, to my surprise.

“Ha? Really?” I asked in disbelief.

“Of course. I know at least a dozen drugs that can completely kill cancer cells, and I also know treatment plans that can reverse cancerous mutations. There are also minerals that can clear cancer cells externally. However, my clinic doesn’t have irradiation therapy, so we’ll have to go to the Royal Hospital in the Capital. Once he wakes up, he can slowly choose his preferred treatment,” Amelia said with an air of obvious confidence, as if I were worried about how to deal with a mere general of the Demon King’s army after the Demon King himself had been vanquished.

I was half-convinced but didn’t ask further. After all, she was the Doctor, not me.

At this time, the patient woke up. Seeing the ground covered with blood, he was startled. Then he noticed a girl he hadn’t seen before in the ward. When he tried to stand up, he realized he was still tied up.

“Calm down, don’t move around. The surgery was very successful, and the root of your illness has been removed. Feel it, do you still have that previous sensation?” Amelia said, steadying the patient’s hand.

I must say, Amelia’s attitude was very convincing. In her words, the terrifying surgery just now seemed like a minor treatment procedure, easily and smoothly completed.

The Doctor’s calmness also calmed the patient. He felt the sensation that had been tormenting his Brain for some time, and then he exclaimed in surprise, “It’s gone! I completely don’t feel that sensation anymore! My head doesn’t hurt!”

“This is the culprit that tormented your Brain. I’ve already removed it. You can take a look,” Amelia said, bringing the eye sealed in a container in front of the patient.

“Ah!” The patient was so startled that he almost fell off the chair. But since he was still restrained and hadn’t stood up, most people would be shocked to see an eye in a container, wouldn’t they?

“I, there was an eye growing in my Brain? You didn’t tell me that before?!” the patient asked agitatedly.

“Ah, I thought it was just a normal brain tumor before, but it has further mutated. However, my initial judgment wasn’t wrong, and I’ve already helped you remove the root of the problem. Don’t worry, the price for the surgery was already agreed upon, and it won’t increase,” Amelia’s words seemed to turn the tables around, making it seem as if the patient should be thanking her. The patient immediately lost any intention of questioning her and nodded in thanks.

However, the situation was indeed as she said. Even with Amelia’s superb Medical Skill, this world lacked technologies like CT scans. It was impossible to accurately determine what was inside the patient’s Brain beforehand. Discovering and successfully removing it was already a feat.

“You’ve confirmed the root of the problem. Although it seems you have no issues speaking, I still need to do a routine check to ensure your Brain isn’t damaged. How many fingers am I holding up? What color is this medicine?” Amelia conducted some simple tests on the patient to ensure his memory and thinking were intact. Then she said, “Although the root of your illness has been removed, there are still a few residual mutated factors in your body. I’ll prescribe some medicine for you; take it daily as prescribed.”

After speaking, she wrote a prescription for the patient and told him to get the medicine from the nurse at the front desk. Then she untied him, removed the needle, and the patient left with profuse thanks. Before leaving, he looked at me curiously, “Is this lady also a nurse? She doesn’t look like one.”

“No, she’s the one who supplies me with medicine. The medicine that saved you today was provided by her,” Amelia said casually.

The patient’s mouth twitched a few times before he turned and walked out. Outside, his joyful reunion with his family could be heard. He had recovered completely immediately after the surgery, was able to walk and talk, and didn’t even need to be hospitalized. Even with the Life Elixir, the degree of recovery was incredibly exaggerated.

“That’s great! I got a new eye. This is a good thing,” Amelia picked up the transparent container and gazed ecstatically at the removed eye.

“What, what use is this thing?” I asked. It felt like she was treating it like a treasure. Could this eye be implanted back into an eye socket?

“Of course, it can be transplanted into someone else’s Brain. We can start looking for a buyer now,” Amelia said with a smile.

“Are there people who want something like this?!” I asked in surprise, especially transplanting it back into the Brain.

“Of course. The ‘Heart’s Eye’ is something many people long for. It can be used for a Mage’s Meditation, a Warrior’s White bladed combat, or a Priest’s prayer. The ‘Heart’s Eye’ can be directly auctioned.”


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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