The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 835

Chapter 835: Success

When the root, which was a quarter of a meter long, was placed on the tray, the doctors were all shocked. They never expected us to be able to extract it from such a small opening.

Amelia and I continued to work diligently, switching tools multiple times. Sometimes it was angled tweezers, sometimes surgical scissors, sometimes a blood-sucking needle, and other times we needed to exchange tools with each other.

Amelia also changed the types of regenerative cells several times, including subcutaneous tissue cells, fat cells, and bone cells, which was why she had brought several bottles of different cells.

The truly difficult part wasn’t the roots embedded deep in the flesh, but rather those that had more insidiously wound around the bones or penetrated deep into blood vessels. These roots had caused necrosis in Elia’s leg blood vessels, rendering her unable to walk.

Furthermore, if roots had invaded the blood vessels, they couldn’t be pushed out by regenerative cells alone. This would only lead to blood vessel obstruction, requiring further cutting.

For completely necrotic blood vessels, we would directly cut them along with the roots. For those that could still be saved, we had to carefully cut open the blood vessel walls with a scalpel, extract the roots, and then heal the vessels.

For roots that were tangled together or around the bones, we could only act decisively, using scissors to cut them and then removing the severed pieces.

On the nearby tray, the roots accumulated, and the doctors were astonished to find that so little blood had been lost during the surgery. This was partly due to our cautious approach, but also because the parasitic roots had caused widespread blockage and necrosis in her leg vessels. Even after removal, it would take time for her to walk again.

Finally, I had cut all the roots I could reach from the small incision directly above her leg. I immediately began to suture the wound. I must admit, because I possess a potent Life Elixir and have a tendency to heal as I cut, I rarely have to suture wounds. However, the situation this time was unusual, and it was my first time performing sutures.

The surgical needle was a small hook, like a crescent moon, and required a needle driver. Since I had never sutured before, my hands were a bit clumsy, and Amelia had to lend me a hand.

Then, I made another incision on the side of her leg and began to clear the roots on that side. Amelia had already inserted her root-entering tool multiple times, as she lacked my ability to see through tissues and had to rely on feel.

“What? So little blood, and such a small incision. Is she really planning to operate through small openings like this the whole time?” The other doctors finally understood Amelia’s initial astonishment; it was truly a revelation.

Soon, a doctor thought of the advantages: “Speaking of which, performing surgery like this, wouldn’t the patient’s survival rate and post-operative recovery be greatly enhanced? And there’s so little blood.”

“The problem is, how are they operating through such small openings? We can’t see anything!” some doctors exclaimed in frustration.

From their perspective, they could only see Amelia and me fiddling around the two calves, occasionally inserting different tools into various small openings, but they couldn’t see precisely what was happening inside.

At most, they could see the faintly glowing blue roots slowly moving, untangling, and then, inexplicably, being gradually pulled out. They saw the result but not the process, and unexpectedly, these experienced doctors found themselves experiencing the feeling of a layman watching a spectacle.

I continuously changed the small incision points, becoming more proficient and developing greater synergy with Amelia, to the point where we no longer needed verbal communication.

The roots were gradually detached, filling the tray. It looked like an herb vendor setting up a stall, it was hard to imagine that there were so many roots inside her legs.

By this time, there were few blue lines remaining inside her legs. Amelia and I had a relatively smooth surgery this time, generally avoiding crushing the roots, and most were extracted relatively intact, with at most a few segments being cut.

The rest only needed to be slowly pulled out from different small openings. This surgery, purely performed to showcase our skills, was successfully completed.

Although completed, by my own standards, it was not ideal. Elia’s calves were covered in numerous large and small wounds, some I had made, and others left by the roots. Especially where the roots had penetrated for too long, much of the skin had permanently changed, leaving behind unsightly dark holes.

Moreover, there was a significant amount of bruising, her calves were covered in purple and blue marks. Although we tried to avoid damaging the flesh, the roots were everywhere, and some even went deep into blood vessels. No matter how careful we were, some internal bleeding occurred, and with minimally invasive surgery, it couldn’t be drained in time.

In the end, this surgery was not actually suitable for minimally invasive techniques. The internal complexity was too great, and the affected areas too extensive. This is why I called it a skill-display surgery. If I hadn’t intended to show those doctors my abilities, I would never have used the minimally invasive approach; it would have been best to use maggots to eat them all clean.

In fact, I did secretly use maggots. Soon, a doctor noticed, “Hey? What’s going on? Where are those roots in her perineum? I just saw blue light there!”

“Huh? They’re really gone. When did she remove them? She wasn’t even wearing clothes!”

“Amazing. I didn’t even notice when she did it. It’s no wonder Amelia praised her as breathtaking and miraculous; she truly lives up to her reputation.”

To save Elia some embarrassment, I didn’t publicly treat the roots in her perineum. Instead, I sent maggots to clean them up. Thinking about it, the image of her perineum crawling with white, wriggling maggots is quite unsettling.

After the roots were eaten, her calves still needed attention. Now her legs were pitted and bruised, completely lacking the elegance of a High Elf. High Elves originally had beautiful skin, as fine and smooth as white pearls, and soft like silken tofu to the touch.

Now her calves were completely ruined, uglier than before the surgery. Elia would surely go crazy when she woke up and saw this.

I had the maggots eat all the necrotic and unsalvageable dead tissue, as well as some of the excess regenerative cells. Then, I took leeches and placed them on the bruised areas of her legs to absorb the blood clots. So, these leeches were finally put to use.

Amelia was busy using artificial skin to repair the exposed wounds on her legs to prevent infection and to remove the temporary sutures.

Finally, a dose of Life Elixir was injected into her side hip. The Life Elixir directly affected her calves, causing large amounts of necrotic muscle to regenerate, new blood to flow through the vessels, and the surface wounds to heal.

With Amelia’s and my efforts, the surgery was finally considered a complete success. Now, after a period of recovery, Elia should be able to walk freely.