Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

I was badly injured and unconscious! Come quickly! Please!

Nina's wobbly voice rushed to push the send button.

"It's a kazura! Where should I go!? And injured!? Please!"

It's a hospital! My arms are swelling up in strange colors, and my dagger is piercing... ah, doctor! This way first...

"I'm going to get medicine and tools!

As soon as she heard it, Barretta ran down the stairs.

After a while, he ran down the stairs and went outside the defense tower.

Oh, Mr. Kazura.

Running towards the hospital, he ran into Zirconia heading for the north gate.

"What's wrong? You're in such a hurry."

"Cortz, we found you! He's badly injured and in the hospital right now!

As he ran, Zirconia ran away with a different expression.

He walks side-by-side with the best who runs with his breath cut, and looks at him.

"Is an injury an accident?

"Hah, hah, I don't know! My arm swollen to a strange color and my dagger stabbed me."

"What a strange color... let's hurry. Kazura-san, give me your hand."

Zirconia grabs the best arm and runs.

Kazuyoshi ran to be dragged in the middle of the night, and saw the hospital in the northern part of the fort.

The entrance and exit is full of soldiers and servants, and there are many groans and screams from inside.

There were wounded soldiers sitting on the ground that were not good enough at 100 or 200, such as those who couldn't get into the building, those with arrows stuck in their bodies, and those who were bleeding from their heads.

--Is there such an injured person?

As many wounded as possible, Kazuyoshi fought even harder.

The treatment of the wounded is left to the town doctors brought in by the territorial armies (including the Clairats), but the total number is about 100.

Together, their assistants and nurses number just under 400.

Originally, it would have been better to have half of them on the battlefield, but at Valletta's suggestion, I pulled them out of the city's hospital and brought them to the army.

However, I didn't think it would be enough to have so many injured people.

The situation seems to be much worse than the last time we attacked the fort.

"Hah, hah... but it's okay now. Let go of me."

"Yes, Kazura-san, are you okay?

"Yes, it's okay. I wish I could be like the Zirconians... hey, hey"

Let Zirconia go and rush to the clinic with her breath cut.

In a spacious wooden bungalow, there were a large number of beds lined up, all of which contained wounded people.

The doctor was treating her there, and there was a lot of screaming and screaming at the pain of the treatment.

"Hey, don't get mad! Hold on tighter, you guys!

In the bed just beside the entrance, the soldier with an arrow in his shoulder was being pulled out.

Several soldiers are forcing him into bed as he is bitten by a slit in his mouth and exposed to pain.

While sweating on his forehead, the doctor opened the wound by inserting a tool with a flea-like iron plate that he wanted to flatten thinly into the wound where the arrow was stuck, and pulled the arrow out by force.

Bush, make a noise and bleed out of the wound.

A woman thought to be a doctor's assistant pressed a cloth against the wound without expression and wiped the blood.

"Mm-hmm!? Damn it! Hey, remember that!

An arrow-drawn soldier threw up a stick that had been bitten and stared at the doctor weeping.

"Still sucking on the board, you idiot! The show's coming up!

Grab a bright red iron rod from a burnt charcoal metal vessel placed on the floor by a doctor.

A soldier who was helping picked up the discarded board and carried it to the wounded soldier's mouth.

"Come on, suck it properly!

"Yikes!? Ba, don't be silly! I can't believe this stick..."

"If you don't do it, you'll get sick and die! Patience!"

Soldiers force the wounded soldier to suck the plate by screwing it into his mouth.

When the other soldiers held down the wounded soldier at full weight, the doctor approached his wound with a burnt iron bar as his face grew pale and moaning.

"Ah, Kazura-sama! And Zirconia! This way!"

Zhu, the burning sound of meat and the sad moaning of the wounded soldier made the voice echo from the back.

I glanced at the sight as Kazuyoshi who had unexpectedly seen it.

In the back of the room, Nina jumped and waved.

Ichira and Zirconia sew between the beds and run under Nina.

In a simple bed, Corz with a pale face lay.

"Mr. Koltz! Kazura-sama's here! It's gonna be okay!

"Cortz, can you hear me!? Stay with me!

The village daughters who were beside the bed spoke to Corz.

Koltz opened his eyes slightly and looked hazy, but he still seems conscious.

"Good, my consciousness...!

Kazuyoshi almost said that and looked at Koltz's arm and opened his eyes.

Corz's arms were tied tightly with strings, and he didn't have a dagger pierced like he had heard on the radio.

However, the colour of the arm is unusual.

The skin became swollen to purple more than twice as usual, and the skin was discolored around elbows and shoulders centered on the wound.

My body is trembling little by little, and I seem to be feeling pretty sick.

"... this has to be cut."

Zirconia glanced at the wound and said.

I've seen wounded soldiers with similar symptoms many times before.

"If it stays like this, it won't last for two days. Isn't that right?"

Zirconia looks at an elderly man by his bed.

He looks like a doctor in a white robe.

"Yes, cut it off and you'll be saved in half. Are you sure?

"Eh!? Oh, no! What else can I do for you?

The doctor shook his head in a cowardly manner.

"I don't think so. If left unchanged, your body will turn purple and die. But if you cut off your arm, you'll bleed out a lot... and whether or not you can stand the pain of cutting."

"You mean you could die!?

The doctor nods to ask the best question.

"Yes. Either way, don't die like this."

"I'll do it!

Turning to the voice, Valletta, who had the toolbox, was breathing.

"Doctor. I'm going to have surgery, so please help me."

Barretta said the doctor looked in trouble.

"I know you're worried, but there's nothing you can do. Leave it to me."

"No, I'll do it. This will help if you don't amputate your arm from under your shoulders. Isn't it?

"Probably. If you leave it alone, the same color spreads all over your body and you die."

"This is very similar to the gas gangrene symptom. I know how to treat it, so I'll handle it."

Gas gangrene is an infection in which bacteria that enter through a wound spread to muscle or soft tissue, generating toxic gases that spread throughout the body.

I don't know if all the contents written in the medical books brought by Kazuyoshi in this world apply, but it was Valletta's view that it was in a similar state.

"Gas gangrene? What the hell is that?

"Infectious disease... it's a kind of disease. I'll cut and stitch your arm, so can you help me?"

Barretta said, the doctor pointed her in the face.

"What are you talking about? There's no way a girl like you can handle this."

"I've practiced many times against animals such as yagi and kafuku. I have practiced repeatedly treating the wound where the arrow was forced to stick and pulled out."

Valletta looks straight at the doctor.

"The human upper arm has one blood vessel called a thick artery and three nerves. This surgery will not work unless you treat these well. I can do that. I am confident that I can also sew muscles and skin sutures. Let me do it."

"Nah...."

The doctor looked at Zirconia in surprise.

"If that's what this girl says, she'll be fine. Help him."

"... are you sure you want to do this?

"Yeah."

Zirconia couldn't resist, and the doctor took a step back while complaining.

Nina, bring me that shelf over there.

Uh-huh.

Barretta told me to bring Nina the shelf near the wall.

Barretta put the toolbox there and opened it.

There were a lot of tools inside, such as forceps, tweezers, scalpels, needles, threads, hand saws with fine teeth, and yawns.

In addition to these, there are several bottles of disinfectant ethanol and purified water.

At Barretta's request, Kazuyoshi has acquired it in Japan before.

The Istrian doctors also have their own tools, all of which are similar in shape to what Valletta has.

Even on Earth, there are many medical tools that have been used almost unchanged from the ancient Roman era to the present day.

"Cortz, it's Barretta. Do you understand?"

"Ugh... barretta, sister...?

"Cortz, it's okay. Be careful."

Valletta smiles and gently strokes Corz's head.

Remove the silver tray from the tool box and place it on the shelf.

A small vial was removed and the lid was opened to produce one brown grain.

Split it in half with a scalpel and put it in Corz's mouth.

"Maya, do you have any water?

"Yes! Yes!"

Maya presents the leather bag to the barretta.

"Cortz, it's medicine. Drink up."

The half grain was pushed into the back of Corz's mouth with his fingers, and the leather bag was gently poured into his mouth.

Koltz snorts his throat and swallows the medicine.

"Valletta, what is it?

One of the daughters who was watching around asks Valletta.

"Antibiotics. It's for goldfish."

"Antibiotics? Goldfish?"

"Yeah, it's really a medicine for fish. But if I tried it with the mud on the wound and burned the affected area, it would have worked, so it would have worked for people."

"Yeah, that's right."

Barretta removed lavender essential oil from the tool box and put a few drops into the handkerchief.

Gently put it in Colts' mouth.

After doing so for a while, Corz's eyes became rough.

Remove the handkerchief, remove the mask from the tool box, and put it on the mouth.

"Master Zirconia, I have a favor to ask you."

"What is it?

"Can you provide me with about 10 healthy rats?

Zirconia leans her neck.

"Fine, but what do you use it for?

"I was thinking of making medicine for this disease. And I need it."

"Are you saying you can cure this disease?

"If it works, it might. I want to be able to help people like you even if they come out."

"Okay. Leave it to me."

The two people who interact with each other rounded their eyes with an assistant who was beside the doctor.

The look on my face is like wondering who I am.

Regardless of that, Barretta opened the lid of disinfectant ethanol and put it on her hand.

"Okay, here we go. Kazura-san, give the doctor and his assistant a mask."

"Ha, yes!

Barretta told me, and Kazuya hastily removed the mask from the tool box.