Raymond started the surgery. After applying an anesthetic herb to the affected area, he took the surgical knife.

Fortunately, it was not as difficult as the previous surgery.

Moreover, Raymond's strength itself was in a much-improved state.

'Status window.'

Raymond checked his ability values.

[Player Status]

Name: Raymond

Occupational Grade: Novice Resident

Level: 20

Experience: 15/50

Skill Points: 35

Title: Dirty Bastard

Auxiliary Occupations: Not activated

[Stats]

Strength: 6

Senses: 18

Intelligence: 17

??: 17

Extra Stat Points: 0

Before he knew it, his senses went up to 18.

He didn't know how much this was, but there was one thing he could guess.

'That's a very good level for a "novice resident!"'

[Sense: 18 → 28]

When he used his skills, he played with his hands in a way that was very unlike a novice resident.

Still, Raymond was not a naive, lax person.

He did his best to weave the delicately deadly tissue.

'It's really important how much care you put into a patient with bedsores.'

Raymond remembered his knowledge of surgery.

That was true for all diseases, but especially for pressure ulcers.

How carefully you disinfected, nursed, and operated on it really did make a difference.

Knowing this well, Raymond did his best to fight off the bad tissue.

He scraped off the black rotten flesh and removed the yellow essence. He removed the diseased tissue so that healthy flesh could grow.

Then, he carefully disinfected it with medicinal herbs containing natural antibiotics.

"I-Is it finished?"

Raymond took off his gloves, and Fran asked in a nervous voice.

"Yes, the primary treatment went well."

"...!"

Fran bowed his head with a very happy look on his face.

"Thank you, healer! Thank you so much!"

Raymond waved his hand at the exaggerated show of gratitude.

"It's not over yet. We have to treat the inflammation, which is even worse."

It took a considerable amount of time for the wound to be completely clean and new flesh to sprout.

'It's going to take quite a while, judging from the way things are going. They'll have to manage it all the way until then.'

At that time, Fran asked with a hesitant face.

"Then until then..."

Recognizing what Fran was worried about, Raymond readily nodded.

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