To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 80

Episode 80 Cataract Surgery (1)

“Materials to fix my eyes?”

Eclay asked as if he was puzzled by Ray’s words.

Ray didn’t answer, but cut open his pocket and took out blood.

Semi-solidified blood was visible in Eclay’s eyes.

she guessed, stroking her chin.

“…troll blood? But is it transparent?”

Did you mix it with orc blood? However, she already knew that troll blood and orc blood did not mix.

Then, what does this in front of my eyes mean?

Ray smiled at the corners of his lips, dispelling her curiosity.

“Troll blood and orc blood do not mix. That’s why I transplanted the liver of a troll to an orc. The result is this.”

He shook the semi-solid blood again.

However, it seems that her curiosity has not yet been resolved.

She asked, still keeping a puzzled expression.

“You transplanted a troll’s liver to an orc? But how does this result come about?”

Ray thought involuntarily.

It is said that this place is definitely a different world.

He liked that he met someone who studied ‘medicine’ like himself in a place where there was no medical knowledge, but that was all.

In this place where the level of medicine itself is far different from his own, what he felt was not satisfaction but loneliness.

Ray hid his feelings and spoke.

“It is the liver that produces blood in the human body. The troll’s liver, which produces troll’s unique blood, was transplanted to an orc…” He said

softly and

cut off a part of the hardened blood.

It was hard and slightly soft, and caught it in Ray’s hand.

Ray, who sliced it again, continued.

“This is what comes out.”

At his simple and clear explanation, Eclay nodded and admired a little.

It was a fact she herself did not know. How on earth do you know what your liver is doing and what your heart is doing?

How does a saint at this young age know such facts?

Could it be a warlock or a dark cult?

Unbeknownst to her, she imagined this, but even thinking about it makes no sense.

Like everyone else, he could never become a warlock or a dark cult.

That’s because he is a saint chosen by God.

After Ray finished speaking, he began to take a deep breath.

“Whoa…”

I think as I breathe in.

‘Let’s concentrate.’

From now on, I have to concentrate incomparably compared to when I was cutting a piece of wood.

As I had to live my whole life with an artificial lens, I had to put my heart and soul into each one.

He gave strength to the hand holding the carving knife.

Carefully shed the orc’s blood, which was roughly shaped.

Swish – Swish –

There was nothing better than a carving knife coated with mana to cut through the semi-solid.

The hand movements that slid across the blood were already those of a craftsman.

Even Eclay, who had been watching the process of creating countless works of art, couldn’t help but admire them.

‘It’s just that I can feel the tinge of cutting this little thing…’

If anyone heard it, I thought I’d dismiss it as nonsense.

However, it was not unreasonable that she felt that way.

This is the moment when his dexterity, which was called the hand of God in modern times, is fully displayed.

Because it is Ray, who has made famous modern doctors admire even in precision procedures that require more detailed hand movements than this.

This kind of talent was just ridiculous.

Even when he was sparring with his father, who was approaching an advanced level Aura user, the sweat that hadn’t flowed down like rain.

However, he did not raise his hand to wipe away the sweat.

Truly phenomenal concentration.

He was consuming a lot of mental power to carve a single lens.

‘Lens…Lens…’

His formidable memory, which can only be recorded in history books, clearly remembered the shape of the artificial lens, even though it had been almost 16 years since he moved from modern times to another world.

When the shape of the lens was completed, I made a support to support the side so that it does not flow from the eyeball.

Eclay watched silently from the side, arms crossed.

It is not for his own sake, but only to fix his own eyes.

I didn’t want to take my eyes off what Ray was doing.

He intended to observe with his own two eyes what he was doing.

Had an hour passed? He sighed, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Haah … it’s one completion ….”

To treat her eyes, it was enough to have one artificial lens.

But that’s when you know exactly how many degrees.

Without knowing the right degree for her, several intraocular lenses had to be made.

Lay told her while wrapping the finished product in a fine cloth.

“This can fix Mr. Eclay’s eyes. Just…”

“Just?”

“You have to trust me.”

“…what does that mean?”

“From now on, I’m going to put this in Mr. Eclay’s eyes.”

“what?!”

This time, even she couldn’t help but be surprised.

what crazy things are you talking about

Would you put this dismembered orc’s gore into your own eyes?

He looked at Ray with a frown on his eyes, but his eyes were perfectly serious.

‘I think he’s serious…’

She shook her head in embarrassment as she looked at those eyes.

“Whoa… explain exactly what that means.”

“all right.”

She doesn’t know exactly how this surgery will help her.

So I had to explain to her that this surgery wasn’t crazy.

He started drawing on a piece of paper placed on one side of the lab. It was a picture of

eyeballs

from different angles.

The eyeballs connected to the nerves, which can only be seen in medical magazines, are perfectly drawn.

‘You must have a good understanding of painting.’

Deep down, I realized the versatility of Sungjae.

Ray showed the finished drawing and began to explain each one.

The pupil, the iris, the lens behind it, and various tissues.

How the eyes work to see things, how light has to be refracted to see the front, and so on.

It might have been too much to listen to at once, but after several explanations, she was able to understand.

Ray started to get into the main topic only after finishing the basic explanation of the eyeball.

He dipped ink into the lens and began to color it.

“The reason Mr. Eclay’s eyes are like that now is because of a disease called ‘cataract’.”

“…You said it was definitely something like that when we first met.”

Ray nodded at her words.

“So what exactly is a cataract?”

At Eclay’s question, Ray said, pointing to the eyeball pictures one by one with his fingers.

“Did I just explain that when light entering the eye is refracted as it passes through the lens, it forms an image on the retina? A cataract is a clouding of the lens through which light passes through, preventing light from passing through. If that happens, of course, you will not be able to see well.”

To put it simply, there is a problem with the lens.

Therefore, the existing cataracted lens is removed and an artificial lens is inserted.

When I explained it this far, she could understand.

I understood it in my head, but my heart still questioned it.

Something is wrong with this treatment method.

You put something else in your eye? It’s crazy even if you can understand it.

Perhaps recognizing her feelings, Ray bowed her head in front of her.

No matter how much she plays the role of the high priest who commands the priests, she could not receive the greetings of adults one-on-one.

Being able to speak rudely to a saint or a saintess is due to her position in the Holy Land.

It is because he himself cannot do anything wrong with the saints and women, but neither the saints nor the saints can do anything with themselves.

However, their greetings are different.

This is because the bowing of the head by a saint has a similar status to that of a god bowing his head in a request.

Facing him, Eclay hurriedly lowered his body.

“What are you doing all of a sudden!”

I am confused and do not know what to do.

Ray said to her with his head down.

“It’s no wonder that Mr. Eclay doesn’t believe it. You must be thinking that this is crazy. But please trust me just once. please.”

His voice brimmed with sincerity and there was something soothing about people’s excitement.

He was a ‘doctor’ who had persuaded countless patients who were afraid of surgery and did not trust doctors.

However, convincing the patient is not an easy task.

Patients acknowledged him only when he always asked with sincerity and thought from their point of view.

Even now.

if you don’t like it, don’t The spirit that I don’t have to save you doesn’t suit a doctor.

At least he thought so.

Why did you become a doctor? To revive a dying patient. to see their smiles.

Eclay could feel his feelings a little at the sight of the saint bowing his head in front of him.

‘You’re trying to save me.’

The saint in front of her bowed her head for herself, not for anyone else.

How many dirty sights have I seen so far?

Aristocrats who sell their brothers for a few pennies, and clandestine struggles in politics.

It felt like the negative thoughts I had from living in that filthy place were washed away a little.

She shook her head and smiled.

“Hahaha… really… even though I know it’s crazy…” ”

…”

“Yeah. Give it a try. Eyes that I threw away a long time ago anyway. If I can bring it back by doing something crazy, I’ll have to do something about it.”

Ray slowly raised his head.

“Are you really okay?”

“Do it quickly before you change your mind. Even now, my legs are shaking with fear.”

Ray smiled at her playful words.

It’s cataract surgery.

For Ray, who only saved dying patients in modern times, this easy operation gave him a different feeling.

He hurriedly began making preparations before she changed her mind, as Eclay had said.

I wrapped the artificial lens I had created in a fine cloth and held it in my arms, and started heading to her bedroom.

She smiled again as she watched him urge her on.

To be honest, she was incredibly scared right now.

The only thing I was afraid of was the pain.

I was not going to die, but I shuddered at the thought that I might lose my eyes completely.

And on the contrary, there was hope.

Because it occurred to her that the mad saint who guided her master ahead of her in her mansion might bring her eyes back to life.

Maybe you can see with both eyes.

Thinking like that, the anticipation is slightly ahead of the fear.

She murmured softly with her eyes closed.

“God… May your holy son be with you…”