The Quack Lady - Chapter 96

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Episode 96

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Actually, I had somewhat expected this.

“This time Professor Kim operated on Professor Kim’s daughter himself, but his hands were shaking so much…”

“It would have been fortunate if only his hands shook? He couldn’t even perform the procedure properly, so the assistant had to finish it.”

Even for doctors who handle lives, there are several things that are taboo.

Most are related to patients, but there’s also a rule that’s tacitly followed among doctors themselves.

‘Never perform surgery on family members.’

The reason is simple.

Unlike relatively simple procedures, surgeries requiring high concentration often have processes and durations that exceed imagination.

In such situations, what if the person lying there with an open abdomen is someone you love? Your one and only child?

Contrary to expectations of doing better, the enormous burden often leads to failure.

Of course, there are people who succeed despite this.

So it’s definitely not an easy thing to do.

I stood in front of Mr. Pairon’s room and shouted loudly.

“Mr. Pairon! It’s me, Rtemeia! I’m coming in!”

Before an answer came, I struggled to open the door and entered Mr. Pairon’s office.

Mr. Pairon’s office, still antique and full of piles of documents, was the same as always.

Except for one thing – Mr. Pairon’s face full of worry.

“I heard you want to participate in the surgery.”

I asked while pouring the medicines I was carrying onto the table.

“Yes.”

Mr. Pairon spoke calmly.

He seemed to have so many thoughts that even speaking was difficult.

I let out a short breath and spoke firmly.

“You can’t.”

“…”

Mr. Pairon was silent for a moment, with a slow nod as if he had roughly expected this.

“I won’t be able to concentrate.”

I gave him a roundabout reason. Mr. Pairon nodded as if he understood, but it seemed hard for him to give up.

“I’ll wait nearby, and if you need my help, I could…”

“No. I’ll prepare perfectly so I can succeed without your help.”

“…”

“I really don’t need it.”

I cut off Mr. Pairon’s words more firmly than ever.

Then Hanel gently tapped my arm and whispered low.

“Hey, you don’t need to say it that harshly.”

“No. He absolutely won’t give up.”

This was a place where even surgery wasn’t commonized.

The entire process of inserting a knife into his only daughter’s chest, inserting tubes, and suturing…

‘He absolutely won’t be able to watch with a clear mind.’

Because once empathy kicks in, everything is over.

While I was bickering with Hanel in whispers like this.

“…I want to help.”

Mr. Pairon’s sigh leaked out from under his deeply bowed head.

Knowing well what the deep sigh meant, Hanel carefully cleared his throat.

“I… I understand your feelings, but how about trusting Rtemeia’s words for now.”

“It’s not that I can’t trust her…”

Mr. Pairon looked at his empty hands and choked up.

“I’ve thought a lot while handling herbs too. If I had been holding these herbs on the cliff, I might have been able to go down immediately and save the child…”

“…”

“I’ve thought about it thousands, tens of thousands of times. The moment I’ve been waiting for has come, but there’s nothing I can do…”

Mr. Pairon couldn’t continue his words.

Only his choked voice pitifully filled the space.

“You have something to do.”

I stood up abruptly from my seat.

Then.

Swoosh-.

“…!”

“…!”

When I embraced him, I felt both men’s surprised gazes turn toward me.

I hugged Mr. Pairon tightly and said.

“When Amela wakes up, hug her tightly like this. While telling her you’ve waited a long time.”

“…sob…”

“…”

Mr. Pairon gently placed his trembling hand on my back, which was far below him.

“Mr. Pairon, my words might sound hurtful right now, but I want to make the best choice.”

“…sob… sob…”

“So please do your best in your position too. I’ll be trusting you as well.”

“…sob…”

Mr. Pairon’s crying from above my head sounded so pitiful.

Mr. Pairon’s sobbing was tears he had held back thousands, tens of thousands of times.

“I’ll definitely make sure you meet her.”

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After calming Mr. Pairon down, Hanel and I immediately returned to Mr. Pairon’s room.

‘Come to think of it, this is my first time here.’

Like Mr. Pairon who always moves around freely, the room’s appearance was also very free.

One impressive thing was that the ceiling was incredibly high?

“Only this room has a high ceiling?”

“Mages need high spaces. There’s a reason mages stay in magic towers.”

He then started talking about incomprehensible things like wind and various magics having principles that soar into the air. Since the explanation seemed like it would get long, I cut him off in the middle.

“I don’t know about magic… but I have something in mind. Can you make something like this?”

I unfolded a piece of parchment I had been carrying at my waist.

It had drawings of things that could only operate with electricity.

They were things you could see in emergency rooms, like monitors and CT machines.

“What… what is all this? Do I just need to make boxes?”

Mr. Pairon frowned as if wondering what all this was.

Regardless, I started explaining about those items.

“As you know, I need numbers that can tell me the patient is safe. If I accidentally touch a blood vessel during surgery, or if problems arise, I need to prepare immediately.”

Especially for this surgery, there was a high possibility that ribs were already broken.

In other words, I needed to check in which direction and how much they were broken, and also…

Regardless, Mr. Pairon listened to my words half-heartedly.

Then…

“So you just need to be able to see the body’s circulation?”

“…?”

Was that something he could speak about so simply?

I was silent for a moment.

I couldn’t tell if this man really understood what I was saying.

However, Mr. Pairon stood up abruptly as if such a thing was no problem and walked toward me.

Then.

Thud-.

He grabbed the top of my head firmly with one hand stretched out wide.

“What are you doing! If you do this, my hair will get messy again…”

“Stay still. I’m concentrating right now.”

“What?”

He muttered incomprehensible words.

As those words that sounded like some kind of curse continued, amazingly, light began to seep out from the floor.

‘What is this now!’

When I opened my eyes wide and looked at the floor, the hand gripping my head squeezed tightly as if telling me to stay still.

‘Ow.’

The moment I flinched slightly from the pressure, the light pouring out from the floor began to envelop my entire body.

‘Isn’t something going wrong here?’

Startled, I lifted my head to look at Mr. Pairon.

Mr. Hanel just kept muttering something without pause, not moving at all.

However, the hand holding my head began to get hot…

‘Wait, hot?’

It felt like the top of my head was burning in fire.

Shocked, I urgently poured out words.

“M-Mr. Pairon! Something seems wrong with this! My head is too hot!”

“…”

“Mr. Pairon! Heat isn’t good! Right now my head is too hot, no, more precisely my scalp is too hot!”

“…”

“Mr. Pairon! My hair isn’t burning, is it?”

No matter how much I made a fuss, Mr. Pairon remained unmoved.

Then, when Mr. Pairon made a ‘gasp!’ sound, an unbelievably tremendous wind poured out from the magic circle drawn on the floor.

The wind created a huge whirlwind just like that.

‘Ah, so this is why the ceiling needs to be high.’

After roughly assessing the situation with a sidelong glance and understanding the structural characteristics, the magic circle began to gradually disappear with a whooshing sound.

Naturally, the large hand placed on top of my head also returned to its original position.

“Geez, what kind of magic is this? I thought all my hair was going to burn… wait, what is this?”

“Oh my, after using proper magic for the first time in a while, my whole body aches.”

Mr. Pairon immediately plopped down on the sofa.

‘This is… what?’

I could only stand there dumbfounded.

Why?

Because I could see Mr. Pairon’s blood vessels, heart, and nerves sitting across from me without any filter.

“How is it? My gift.”

Mr. Hanel smiled at me with a grin.

However, I couldn’t smile back at him.

Why? Because I fainted right there from this unbelievable reality.

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