"Your movements are very skillful."
Miyuki skillfully changed the subject: "You've been doing something similar for a while now, haven't you?"
Yes, just like you said.
The woman nodded, fumbled in the low cabinet and took out a small silver knife, repeatedly heating it over a lit candle: "Before I became blind, I put in a long time of effort for this. And as you can see, it's just some insignificant tricks."
She turned to the hunter who was holding her shoulder and whispered, "Grit your teeth." Without waiting for a response, the silver knife sliced into the man's flesh amidst his cry of pain, drawing out some dark clots of blood.
"It's alright. It's just a matter of removing the completely frozen muscle and then treating it with medication. It will be able to return to its original state."
The hand holding the knife operated steadily, and before the young boy could widen his eyes and push her away, she explained: "Fortunately, you arrived in time. If this part of the dead flesh hadn't been removed in time, it would have been much more complicated than simply cutting off the necrotic part once the wound had healed."
"In the worst-case scenario, the entire arm might not be able to be saved."
"Is this also a form of treatment?" I watched her procedure with a puzzled expression.
There was no trace of magical flow, nor any sign of being touched. Everything happened uneventfully, with no possibility of miracles or changes occurring.
It was like peering through a thick but transparent glass at the interior of a crystal ball. In this outside world, where even minor ailments are treated with magic and alchemical potions, I could understand her intentions, but I couldn't clearly grasp the consequences of her actions, which made it all the more intriguing.
It feels like when I was watching Yao give a physical exam to a [cat], or maybe... a treatment method from another world?
Thinking about it that way, it does seem a bit similar.
However, even if a technique is unremarkable to me, it must be as magical as the existence of the technique itself in the eyes of those who do not value it.
While I was pondering this, the woman, having quickly removed the dead flesh and rotten blood, had finished covering the ointment and tightly bound the clean gauze to the affected area.
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