Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

After watching Miss Micah's game, the biggest incident in the tournament just jumped over to me in my white coat again in the treatment room.

It was Sir Seth Argos, who was sweaty, who was caught in the stretcher.

Baron Nepton's refreshing samurai distorts his smelly face in anguish.

The indoor health workers who saw Sir Argos being brought in seemed to have taken an unexpected step back.

It was a reaction that made me see a horrible reaper surrounded by Lord Argos.

A broken bone protrudes from Lord Argos' affected area and right arm.

Open fracture - This is a nasty trauma with a lethality rate of over 80% in medical technology in this world.

The injured person also seemed to understand well. The samurai squeezed out a pale and generous voice.

"I would like to ask for medical treatment. If it seems difficult to put the bone back, you may slit this arm. Living with one arm is more helpful to my master than being put under the grave."

Healthcare professionals chew their lips tightly for a manly request.

It was a bitten expression of remorse.

The beauty of samurai readiness is more than touching.

However, confidence in being able to treat and help such a person does not spring from the inside.

Whether you break and return the fledgling bone or cut off your arm to close the wound, both are inevitably painful.

Surgery without anesthesia does not require as much stimulation as the patient can hold still.

Naturally, the patient struggles with pain. The longer you struggle, the longer the treatment lasts, the more bleeding increases, and the higher the risk of infection with bacteria.

As a result, patient survival is low.

Can such dangerous surgery be carried out in my own hands?

Healthcare professionals groan with great anxiety.

By the way, some people didn't step back from the beginning. That's two of them.

Instead of retreating, the two approached their patient, Sir Argos.

While raising Lord Argos' right arm above his heart, the two of them seized a large vessel under their armpits and stopped bleeding, and began a detailed examination of the affected area.

"Hmm, from the cross section of the bone, it's a beautiful way to break. It seems unlikely that bone fragments were scattered inside the body... but how about Lord Fennex?"

"I agree with Ruth's diagnosis. Even if there were bone fragments in the body, it would be very small. And even when bones break through the skin, nerves and thick blood vessels seem to have been avoided. Look, the bleeding's getting worse."

Um, I can say this is a sacrifice.

"Yeah, let's get ready for surgery."

It was me and Mr. Ruth, who recently got the anesthesia, who didn't take a step back.

I'm not afraid of Reapers.

In the meantime, keep your bleeding under control and avoid any further bleeding.

There is no facility for blood transfusion in the boulder, and there is no equipment to determine the blood type. Blood is all that flows through Lord Argos' body now.

However, we may be able to replace it with saline in case of need. What was the salt concentration?

"This is good for now. Sir Argos, we're going to have surgery, so let's move to a separate room. And breathe with this in your mouth."

What I handed to Lord Argos was a flask-shaped glass bottle.

The round-bottom portion contains cotton.

"Sir Fenex, what the hell is this...?

"There was liquid medicine in it."

The name of the medicine is diethyl ether.

"Hmm?

"It makes it easier for the medicine to be mixed in the air when the cotton inhales it."

Because the surface area increases, it becomes more volatile.

"If you take this medicine, you will gradually lose sensation."

"Feeling...?

"Temporarily, you will feel fairly dull or insensitive to the pain."

Healthcare professionals heard a voice saying, "No way," but the patient looked anxiously at the glass bottle to see if it felt good.

I know how you feel.

Even here, it is the first time I have brought it out, so I don't know how effective the anesthesia is.

"I know you get anxious. This medicine has just been developed and has not yet been used by anyone."

"Is that something new? I thought I'd never heard of it... but is it okay?"

"It's okay."

I assure you strongly.

I don't really want to make such a determination in my first attempt, but now I have to be convinced, even if I exaggerate a little.

Unlike Sir Argos, this is a memory of the previous life and we know that the literature of ancient civilization is somewhat weak but effective.

Better than cutting open your arm without any treatment.

"Just as Lord Argos trained his body every day, we developed this medicine as a result of our daily research. According to the ancient civilization literature, this is a safe medicine."

It is certainly a precious anesthesia that is not addictive.

Well, it seems that I have nausea and headache as a sequelae.

"Can you believe us? I can't promise to help you. But I promise you I will never betray you."

As a valuable example of a surgical procedure using an anesthetic, it will help to develop medicine in the future.

If Lord Argos had any chance, I would be sincere in rewarding Baron Nepton. Information on this anesthesia may be provided as soon as possible.

"That... that means that even if someone died, it was useful for my territory, right?"

"Of course, I promise."

Though Mr Gentow may be angry at his dictatorship, I assure you this too.

"This is an unconscious and life-threatening proposal for a samurai. At least I won't die in vain... but is it really good?

"Baron Nepton will continue to make good friends with me....."

Besides, I have a hunch that Sir Argos will be alive without difficulty.

"I believe in Lord Argos."

Starting with my wounded right arm, I smile at Lord Argos's steel body.

Yeah, it's a really healthy body.

You can't do this unless you exercise with the utmost care. I saw that I was concerned about food.

"If you look at a tough body that has endured daily workouts, you can see that it is not a soft person who will die from this level of wounds."

You are absolutely in excellent health.

Surgery with severe wear and tear must hold you back with a fine face.

"Don't believe in something....."

"Yes, Sir Argos, you have confidence in yourself, don't you? You can face any enemy."

Fu, are you going to say that to someone just after the defeat?

Shit. You lost.

This two-choice quiz is a serious injury, so it's only natural that you have a better chance of losing.

This has gone soft.

"But he's not dead."

With a dark shadow on my heart that began to soften, I continued with a face of nothing I could do.

"In my realm, more than victory, it is survival above defeat."

Arrange your thoughtful words according to your instincts.

It is important not to stop. Take it somehow to a good story and make it look rounded.

"The victor shall live, and the defeated shall live. Sir Argos will know which is more difficult."

"That's certainly the latter, but....."

"Yes, so I praise those who have accomplished difficult things in my territory."

It is a patrol soldier who rushed into the Reichstag in a bloody way to let the monsters know at one time, or survive the destruction of the crusaders without reaching the power of the monster's crusade.

"They are physically and mentally hurt. How painful is it to run without hurting your wounds? How sorry are you to turn your back on your fellow human remains? It should have been easier to swing your sword until you finished it on the spot."

But they chose to suffer for a long time.

Tie your teeth, endure shame, and push your pain to death.

"How valuable is the information brought about by such a surviving loser? Without them, the Sakura Border Territories would have been destroyed by a swarm of monsters. They are the warriors who have defended the Sakura Border Territory."

There is a saying that history is made by the winner, but that is slightly different.

History is made by living beings.

Neither a winner nor a loser. Only the living spin the future.

"Lord Argos has the same eyes as the bravest men in our realm."

I feel that way. Yeah, no matter what anybody else says, I feel like that, no doubt about it.

In me, it's definite.

After I stared at myself with a powerful deception, Lord Argos's expression came back alive.

"It was an unexpected joy to be lined up with the mighty Sakura Border Homes. Let Lord Fennex tell you this, you must not be dead."

All right, we got it.

I sweat a lot on my back, but I wish I could do something about it.

Lord Argos puts a glass bottle in his mouth with a hot eye.

"Rest assured, Lord Fennex. In keeping with the trust of the Lord, I promise to survive for a while."

Enough temper, Lord Argos inhales anesthesia.

All right. I'll leave the anesthesia to Ser Argos himself to some extent, and I'll prepare for the surgery.

The female, forceps, and clean cloth made by Hermes for surgery are lined up with disinfectant alcohol, and the white coat worn is replaced with a new one.

The same goes for Mr Ruth. You must create as clean a condition as possible and come to the wound.

Ruth whispers whispering while covering his mouth with cloth and wrapping the bandana so that his hair doesn't fall off.

Excellent speech, Lord Fennex.

"Yes, I'm relieved."

I nod as I apply alcohol to my hands and instruments.

But what I thought and what Mr. Ruth thought seemed subtly different.

"If Lord Argos had been so careful, this operation would have worked. There are stories that a patient's mental state affects their hemostasis and resilience. Sir Fennex was after it, wasn't he?

"Huh? Ah...."

Sickness is a matter of concern.

Adrenaline and the like secreted when excited provides a strong hemostatic effect. Negative mental activities, such as stress, are also said to result in decreased immunity.

At the very least, an upward spiritual state will not be negative.

Yeah, I didn't think about it at all.

"Is that a coincidence... that momentum has been generated?"

"Fufu, now you're saying that you're the protection of the Immortal Bird. I had to study, too. Ah, I suppose words of encouragement can also be described as fine medicine."

... well, if it's all going to be better, that's fine.

Things are about life, and luck is all about good.

Must be the protection of the Yuika Goddess. My prayers have arrived today.

Miss Micah is not injured at all.