Chapter 691 – Maggot Surgery
When I first transmigrated and was still sickly, I could barely move and often had a high fever. It was Older Brother Jayad who helped me change my clothes back then. Later, I also became very clumsy at wearing those girls’ clothes, especially the Western-style dresses with ties at the back, so I had Older Brother Jayad help me put them on and take them off.
Speaking of which, aren’t we a bit too close? Between a man and a woman, uh, no… As siblings, that’s not right either! Cough cough! Isn’t it a bit strange for two boys to be like this?
Jayad skillfully removed Paris’s mage robe without asking for her opinion. By the time they reacted, he had already undressed her, leaving only her underwear.
As expected of a mage lady, she was wearing lace hollow silk underwear and suspendered, over-the-knee white stockings. They were clearly high-quality items, but they were so thin that they were almost transparent, faintly revealing her delicate parts.
“Wha!” Paris blushed, but she also knew it was necessary for the treatment, so she didn’t say anything. It was Lair, on the other hand, who turned away with a red face. How pure he was, still shy at this age, what a rare creature.
Actually, Paris didn’t have any body parts that were pleasant to look at or exciting anymore. As she was the last to run, she sustained the most injuries, and now her whole body was covered in pustules, which was frankly disgusting to look at.
I prepared to make the incision. Paris nervously grabbed Jayad’s hand, “Please! Hold me tight, I’m afraid of pain!”
“Okay,” Jayad simply said softly, gripping her hand. Although there were no gentle reassurances, his calm demeanor was reassuring. This calmness stemmed from his absolute trust in my medical skills.
I began to cut. The sharp scalpel indeed caused no pain. As long as she focused her attention on Jayad, she wouldn’t feel any pain.
In the end, Paris just wanted some emotional comfort. Jayad, who had just saved her, could give her peace of mind. If her teammate Lair had held her hand, he could have also provided emotional comfort, and perhaps even improved their relationship.
What a pity, the young man was too pure and missed a good opportunity. If he had comforted her and talked to her at this moment, the chance to conquer a beautiful girl teammate would have been right in front of him, and she was a mage girl, with a boundless future. I can only say that the bold deserve to eat, and the timid starve.
I was lost in thought while my hands worked tirelessly, constantly cutting open pustules and removing the embedded venomous thorns. My speed was faster and more skilled than before. Just then, my hand suddenly stopped, and I froze.
I’ve run into trouble. Under the observation of my God’s Eye, the stinger in the next pustule had broken into three pieces inside her body. It was probably because she struggled too hard or slapped the wound hard, causing the stinger to break inside her.
For example, during the process of the poisonous bee stinging her, she might have swatted the bee to death or forcefully thrown it away, which could have caused the stinger to remain in her body.
“You two, don’t scratch your wounds, and don’t pull out the stingers yourselves, it will cause serious consequences!” I quickly reminded the remaining two.
“Oh, oh!” Lair and the Elf Girl were stunned for a moment before nodding in agreement. They had indeed wanted to treat their wounds themselves. Although their wounds no longer hurt or itched after Lorna’s detoxification, the black and red pustules were still very uncomfortable to look at. Even if they didn’t feel anything, they couldn’t help but want to pick at them.
From their embarrassed expressions, I suspected they might have already tried picking them. This made things even more troublesome. A broken stinger was one thing, but if they tried to pull it out themselves, the barbed part of the stinger might have remained in the flesh. How long would it take to remove all those tiny stingers?
Moreover, I was relying entirely on the sharpness of my scalpel, my nimble hands, and Jayad’s timely treatment to perform painless surgery without anesthesia. If there were a pile of stingers inside, whether it was to carefully remove them with tweezers or to excise the entire piece of flesh, it would inevitably cause them to experience intense pain.
It seems I need to use some special methods. In this special field emergency surgery, I have many disadvantages, such as no disinfectant alcohol, no bandages or towels, and not even anesthesia. If I were in Amelia’s Clinic, I could even use a muscle relaxant to make it easier to remove the stingers.
However, I also have my advantages. I can use unreasonable magic, I can see through things directly, and I can command germs not to infect. Jayad, who assists me with surgery, knows detoxification and healing techniques. Now, I have to use some special methods.
I gently touched the pustule with my left hand. It was soft and elastic, filled with liquid. It seemed like my action was just a normal diagnosis, but in reality, I had already injected the maggots with that touch.
The pustules hid the maggots from outside observers. In fact, her subcutaneous tissue was already filled with white maggots. My command to them was to eat all the rotten flesh and pus, and to eat the broken stingers.
The feedback from the maggots was that their scummy master had finally given a normal order.
This is rebellion! They even dare to complain about me. All of you, get to work!
This way, it becomes simple. I will remove the intact stingers with surgery, and for the broken or remaining stingers, I will have the maggots eat them. They secrete a special enzyme that makes people feel no pain, which can be considered a form of alternative anesthesia.
Thanks to the maggots’ help, although she had more wounds this time, I only spent about six or seven minutes, not much longer than the surgery for the greatsword uncle.
Finally, I collected the well-fed maggots and had Older Brother Jayad carry Paris off for treatment. “Next!”
“You go ahead. I’m the least injured, so I’ll be last,” the Elf Girl said, yielding again. But as she ran the fastest, she was indeed the least injured.
“Okay,” Lair said fearfully as he approached me, then lowered his head, not knowing what to do. I patted the stone, “Take off your clothes, then sit here. Hurry up!”
“Um, can I not take them off?” he actually blushed. What use is blushing? A boy being so hesitant here, while the girl and the older man undressed just fine?
“What do you think? If you don’t take them off, how can I treat you?” I retorted. His leather armor was quite complex; it was impossible to treat him without removing it.
He hesitated and slowly undressed. I said coldly, “Your teammate who was captured is still alive. If we finish the treatment quickly, we still have time to save her. Every moment you waste here is a waste of time.”
“Really?!” Lair asked in surprise, while quickly taking off his clothes.
Good heavens. So that’s why he was so hesitant earlier. He wasn’t wearing underwear. It’s fine, I’ve seen everything. I threw him a piece of cloth to cover himself and started the surgery.
“Um, are you telling the truth? Is Liya really still alive?” Lair couldn’t help but ask.
