The Quack Lady - Chapter 97

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Episode 97

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Afterward, Mr. Hanel questioned me in reverse, asking if it wasn’t something I needed.

“That’s because you’ve never looked at people from my perspective, Mr. Hanel.”

I desperately covered both my eyes with one hand.

Now these eyes were cursed eyes.

“But you said you wanted to see the flow and position of blood vessels, the heart and lungs.”

“Who in the world would want to see that 24 hours a day, 365 days a year?”

“…”

Mr. Hanel must have had some conscience left, as he only cleared his throat and said nothing more.

‘Honestly, it’s scary!’

Blood vessels and hearts were beating right before my eyes like an anatomical diagram.

Mr. Hanel’s face was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a skeletal structure complete with skull.

“Change it back right now.”

I said through gritted teeth.

No matter how much it was for the patients, this wasn’t for my benefit!

“There must be other methods if we look for them.”

“But isn’t it really helpful?”

Mr. Hanel asked in a completely dejected voice.

I couldn’t see since I was covering my eyes, but he was probably drooping his lips too.

But regardless of that!

“It would be helpful. During surgery.”

“Right? So then…”

“And it’s not helpful at all besides that.”

“…”

At my firm answer, Mr. Hanel didn’t continue speaking.

Then he spoke as if he had no choice.

“Then, I’ll try again.”

“This time it won’t show the inside of organs, right?”

I definitely didn’t want to know how much feces someone had accumulated.

I gave Mr. Hanel a final warning with all my strength.

Mr. Hanel cleared his throat as if he realized his mistake and said.

“Then I’ll just do it like this.”

“…”

I was frustrated but obediently listened to Mr. Hanel’s words.

Mr. Hanel muttered “Strange?” and placed his hand on my head once more.

That attitude was also annoying, but staying quiet would be best for now.

I clenched both fists and desperately endured once again.

“Now, take a look.”

I still didn’t trust him, but I had to check.

I put two fingers together and peeked at Mr. Hanel through the gap.

Through his mysterious silver hair, I could see his blue eyes.

“Oh God. Thank you.”

“Hey, I’m the one who did it, so why don’t you thank me?”

“Never mind. I had a terrible experience because of you, Mr. Hanel.”

When I complained about the sight I definitely never wanted to see again, Mr. Hanel just blinked his eyes.

“It’s not over yet?”

That expression was just like mine when I was repositioning Mr. Pairon’s arm.

No, more precisely, it was a face that seemed to know something…

And before long, I could understand the reason.

Because the damn X-ray vision started again.

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“Kid. I explained it to you. Stop being angry.”

“Is this something that can be brushed off by telling me to stop being angry?”

Isn’t this a curse?

“But honestly, isn’t it helpful? If you want to do the surgery you’re talking about.”

“…”

It was frustrating, but he was right.

Honestly, being able to see the shape of organs without opening the abdomen was amazing.

With this ability, there would be no need to take CT scans or MRIs.

Moreover, it showed blood vessel and nerve problems in quite detail, so it would be perfect when accidents happen or when emergency care is needed, but…

“This is like shoving work in front of an office worker’s face 24 hours a day!”

“Can’t help it. That’s a problem you need to solve.”

He gave me the ability to see inside the human body, so the rest was up to my own effort – what an irresponsible thing to say.

“How am I supposed to do that! More importantly, is this a problem that can be solved through effort?”

“Well, magic power requires training too. You practice medicine a lot too.”

“…”

If I said more, I felt like I’d collapse from high blood pressure.

I flopped down beside the sofa.

“Honestly, at first I thought I was going crazy. I wondered if I was seeing blood vessels because I was thinking about surgery too much.”

Auditory and visual hallucinations don’t just mean seeing things that aren’t there.

More precisely, distortion of reality is also possible.

“So you just need to practice.”

“How?”

I asked about the most important part.

“I can teach you.”

Mr. Hanel then began spouting nonsense about how you must be determined to use magic, or how you need to concentrate all your nerves.

“… So in conclusion, there’s no particularly concrete and clear method?”

“Huh? Uh… Actually, magic is closer to an innate domain… Come to think of it, you were born with medical skills too, right?”

“…”

A second high blood pressure crisis arrived.

I desperately kept my mouth shut.

“You, do you know why magic is called magic?”

When I shook my head, Mr. Hanel shrugged his shoulders as if he expected this and said.

“Because it grants what the magic user wants most.”

He emphasized that both the desire to fly and the urge to light a fire are all powers based on the magician’s sincerity.

“So you’re telling me to sincerely wish for you to solve these cursed eyes right now?”

“Of course.”

At those words, I felt something in my head snap.

I poured out words without pause.

“Where did everything I’ve said so far go! I don’t want this to continue for 24 hours! Who in the world would want to see how much food is in someone else’s stomach…”

“Do you still see it that way?”

Then, Mr. Hanel asked with a slight smirk lifting one corner of his mouth.

Wait.

Come to think of it…

Mr. Hanel’s face wasn’t a skull filled with nerves and blood vessels.

Though slightly annoying, his face was…

“See? What did I tell you? If you don’t really want it, magic doesn’t happen. Magic isn’t such a leisurely power to use…”

“My goodness…”

Mr. Hanel was right.

Of course, if I let my guard down even a little, Mr. Pairon’s blood vessels and bones would suddenly appear.

‘Right, feces, let’s think about feces.’

If I went further from here and thought of it as feces, it seemed I could control it to some extent.

“But you’re adapting faster than expected? Did you happen to have a mage around you?”

“You know my past.”

“No, that’s… well, it’s probably nothing special.”

Mr. Pairon was about to say more but stopped and joked that I had talent in this area too.

Of course, it was tiring since I had to pour all my mental energy into not wanting to see Mr. Pairon’s fecal state.

After that, I commissioned Mr. Pairon for the tools needed for surgery, and he created them on the spot without hesitation.

Very easily at that.

“This should be enough, right?”

On the table were tools made of mithril lined up in rows.

I immediately bowed my head deeply and called Mr. Pairon in a very low voice.

“Mr. Pairon…”

“Well, I know you’re moved, but you don’t need to be that touched…”

“Don’t tell me you can also make magical tools?”

At my question, Mr. Pairon flinched for a moment, then answered triumphantly.

“Of course! You might not know well, but I was once a quite famous mage…”

“Then why did you do that…?”

“Huh?”

Mr. Pairon finally seemed to sense something was wrong and took a step back.

I immediately lifted my head up sharply and questioned him.

“If you can make all these medical tools! That means you can also make tools that let you see inside people!”

“…”

Mr. Pairon opened his mouth wide as if he hadn’t thought that far.

As if he realized his mistake, he forced a smile and hurriedly made excuses.

“Kid. Rather than magical tools, if I infuse magic power so you can diagnose without tools…”

“Mr. Pairon.”

“Yeah?”

“You said so yourself. Magic grants the wishes of those who use it.”

“I, I did?”

I raised one corner of my mouth in a smirk.

And then.

“Then, now it’s Mr. Pairon’s turn.”

“What?”

I immediately reached my hand toward Mr. Pairon.

And I wished and wished again for this damn curse to return to Mr. Pairon.

Then.

“Wh-what is this!”

Mr. Pairon, who had been looking at me, pointed at me as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have and collapsed.

Judging by his expression, it seemed I had roughly succeeded.

I smiled at Mr. Pairon and said.

“Thank you for teaching me something good, Mr. Pairon?”

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