Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

The cat (Mao Mao) was trying to get back from the sparrow's bedroom to the infirmary while fluttering.

(Two, I got caught-)

I was already tired and had reached orgasm. Nothing else has happened since we helped Shikio.

Imprisoned, escaped without a clue, caught by bandits and assaulted on the way back from forced labor.

It was difficult to operate on a sparrow (cheek). The ribs were cracked, but it was good that they were not completely separated. There was no damage to the internal organs, but the bruise was firmly fixed. If the injuries to the torso are not serious, there is nothing wrong with life.

But the problem was my right arm.

I could only say that it was terrible. It barely leaves the shape of my arm. The bone from the elbow to the tip was complicatedly broken, and the meat was half-perforated.

The sparrow thought it would stand as an escort, but it was not good enough. The bear man could not think of anything in anger or pain, and it was the persistence of a snake that prevented him from falling. I was dealing with a beast in my hand.

The cat and the cat put the bones together in their original shape. I sewed together a thousand slices and sewed the skin.

There was no anesthesia, and the sparrow was given a handmade dressing. I had my hands and legs held still, but the sparrow barely moved, how painful it was.

Originally, I wanted to rest, but if I couldn't continue camping, I rushed back to the West Capital.

That was just now.

In the eyes of the cat and the cat, the right arm of the sparrow will be useless in the future. At the very least, you can say that you have lost almost all of your elbow-to-elbow sensation. Cats and cats can only see the passage of time so that their connected arms do not decay.

(Will the muscles connect properly?)

I'm just going to connect you. Just by connecting well, I believe that the feeling of the sparrow's hand will return, but this is just an imitation of the treatment that my adoptive father, Luomen, was doing. I did not learn such a thing in the practice of doctors' classification.

I did what I could. As expected, there was no choice but to stay beside the sparrow. I left it to Ma Liang, but if anything happens, she'll come and get me.

(Ah, sleepy, hard)

After all, I haven't slept a single night. You can't rest if you think there are people who are harder.

It would be frustrating to work there.

(Sleep! Definitely sleep!)

The cat and cat tried to make their way to the infirmary. I did, but for some reason my legs headed in the opposite direction.

I wonder why.

(It's the sparrow's fault)

Because you say such a thing in a will.

If it's true, I'll save my strength, but that's the most important thing.

The cat and the cat were on their way to Mr. Tsuji's office.

Normally, I would not go to the room unless I was summoned by a sparrow. Strangely, I have the courage to knock on the door.

Inhale suddenly, exhale, and slap.

……

I haven't heard back.

The cat tilts his neck, wondering if there is anybody there. At the same time, I felt like I was stung by the shoulder, and I turned my back to go back to the infirmary.

The door was opened violently. The cat and the cat were surprised and looked back to see Mr. Tsuji (Jin Shi) there.

I'm stuck. I wonder if you've been overconfident in your health all night. How many days have I not slept? Some people look sad. But cats and cats look like they're just overworked.

Her swollen eyes, dull skin and hair were not glossy and her lips were thirsty.

What the hell are you doing?

"I'll give you back that dialogue as it is."

Mr. Tsuji, as he said something, was reaching out. The hand grabbed the cat's hand and brought the cat outside into the office. It seemed like it was going to fall to the floor too hard, but I was hugged in front of it.

(Ah)

The two were lying on the floor. The cat and the cat are upstairs, and Mr. Tsuji is downstairs. The carpet with long furry legs is laid, but I wonder if it will hurt if I fall on the floor.

"... don't do anything of your own."

I'm sorry.

"Think harder and act harder."

"... this is the result of my thinking"

A sigh and warm breath hangs over the head of the cat.

I can't move. It seemed that Mr. Tsuji's jaw was squeezing the head of the cat as he raised his face.

I thought it was safe to bring you here, but I wonder why it's all behind the scenes.

"It's something that doesn't work in the world. Even in the middle, there might have been similar troubles."

That's true, too.

Why are you two lying on the floor talking to each other?

I have to close the door.

I don't want to be seen by anyone.

(We need to get up soon.)

How long will you hold on to it?

Honestly, I don't think I have taken a bath for many days. I haven't even changed my clothes properly. Doesn't it stink when I hold onto a dirty woman covered in sweat and dirt?

(On the contrary, I'm sniffing)

"Mr. Tsubaki."

What?

Will you let me go now?

"You can shake it yourself."

The cat cat grabs Mr. Tsuji's hand. It's tight, but it doesn't seem to be holding it down.

But...

(sleepy)

The cat and the cat were dazed.

The cat's body was strangely relieved that tension had been relieved. Does a long carpet feel good? Or is the body temperature just right?

"... that's right."

I can't shake it.

The cat's breathing slowly becomes regular. Mr. Tsuji's breath also overlaps with that.

Frequently, it turned to sleep, and the cat and cat had an unknown night's sleep for several days.