Chapter 033
"Hey! Good morning."
The black-haired girl yawned as she went downstairs and heard the energetic voice of Good Morning. She stopped at the last two or three steps leading downstairs.
After holding back, Qingxi complained, "Is it a happy thing to be carried to the infirmary by the Anbu personnel? Also, if you're already gasping for air in pain, don't say anything, Mr. Harada."
"Well, it's okay." The middle-aged man, who was a little weak after being scolded by the girl, said in a weaker voice, "I just happened to see you, Ah Xi, so I just said hello."
He jumped down the last few steps in one go. Originally planning to go wash up, Qingxi followed the two Anbu members who were carrying a stretcher to the ward.
"Three ribs are broken, and there's some damage to his internal organs. His left eye..." Qingxi, who was examining Harada Shinnosuke's injuries through a dialysis eye, paused for a moment before continuing, "The cornea of his left eye is severely damaged. He may become blind."
"So, Mr. Harada, were you distracted while doing the task this time?" After checking his body, Qingxi put his hands on his hips, a little angry.
Apart from the left eye, there were only three broken ribs, some damage to the internal organs, and other broken arms and legs. The ribs were either all broken or seven or eight broken. For a ghost hunter with few good pieces of flesh that had not been hit or kicked, these were considered minor injuries.
In addition, he was a Class A ghost hunter. Apart from the fact that he suddenly lost his concentration while fighting ghosts, which was mostly due to personal emotions, she really couldn't think of any other situation that would cause him to blind an eye when the ghost he was fighting was most likely a low-level ghost.
Qingxi easily took out a small stool from under the bed and stepped on it. At this time, Mei brought the medicine box over.
Ever since Ubuyashiki Yoya purchased a batch of medicines, the clinic received another batch of medicines the next day. Although these medicines were very strange to the people in the clinic and could not be explained by science, they were really effective.
But precisely because they are so effective, the wounded can heal quickly, so these medicines are deliberately controlled when used.
The reason is very understandable. It is not that the Ubuyashiki family, which manages the entire Demon Slayer Corps, is stingy, but that this kind of medicine is scarce and the Ubuyashiki family has no other way.
However, this batch of medicines is fully open to the Nine Pillars and Class A team members.
If low-level demon hunters are the cornerstone of the entire Demon Slayer Corps, then high-level demon hunters are the Demon Slayer Corps' trump cards.
Their role is no longer those of low-level ghosts, but those ghosts who are stronger than them, or even the twelve strongest ghosts under Muzan Kibutsuji, collectively known as the Twelve Kizuki.
Therefore, generally speaking, if a high-level ghost hunter is injured, it means that the ghost he is fighting against is either the Twelve Ghost Moons or a group of capable ghosts whose strength may be close to that of the Twelve Ghost Moons.
Working with Mei, he deftly took off the almost scrapped Demon Slayer Corps uniform from Harada Shinnosuke, then treated the wounds on his body and applied medicine, and finally wrapped the area where his ribs were broken with doctor's aloe vera.
"The wounds on your body have almost been treated." Qingxi gathered up the medical supplies at hand. "It will be healed in about two weeks.
But next time, don't get distracted while doing the task.
If you die fighting a ghost, you can say, "I gave it my all," "it was worth it," and "I have no regrets." But if you're distracted and something happens that clearly doesn't require death, that's a "misunderstanding," and it will make those around you incomprehensible and heartbroken.
It should be considered a very offensive thing for the black-haired girl to nag at a Class A ghost hunter in a disrespectful manner. However, if the person being "educated" does not have such thoughts himself, and even looks willing to be "educated" by the little girl, then it is a different matter.
"Next." She said while comparing her height with the hospital bed. Finally, as if giving up, she stepped on the wooden bench and climbed onto the bed while Harada Shinnosuke was stunned.
Qingxi moved her body so that she could be close to the other person's head while still being able to keep her body steady and her hands steady in the small space.
She took out a micro repair gun from her gourmet backpack and murmured, "Just to see if I can repair the damaged cornea."
She leaned down so that her entire face was almost touching Harada Shinnosuke's bearded face.
Harada Shinnosuke's face turned red and he wanted to turn his head to the side, but before he turned halfway, the girl's little hand turned his head back.
"Don't move, Mr. Harada," Qingxi warned. "Don't move at this moment. I'm going to repair your cornea. If you move again, I can't guarantee that the thing in my hand won't pop your eyeball."
The girl's warning could be described as very fierce.
Not only did it stun the patient Harada Shinnosuke, but also Tomioka Giyu, who was quietly watching the situation in the bed next door.
His original attention was on the girl's smooth movements in taking out the small stool from under the bed. Because her movements were so skillful, he also wanted to get out of bed to see if there was such a small stool under his own bed.
But immediately, his attention was diverted by her stern warning.
Looking at Qingxi like that, Tomioka Giyu couldn't help but start to recall whether his sister had ever done anything as strong as her before.
Probably... not.
Tomioka Giyuto, who had begun to doubt himself, thought blankly.
After being warned by Kiyoki, Harada Shinnosuke suppressed the awkward feeling in his heart because the girl was too close to him. Following her instructions, he tried his best to keep himself still.
Qingxi opened the Dialysis Eye and slowly extended the micro repair gun in his hand towards his damaged eye.
As soon as the tip of the gun touched Harada Shinnosuke's cornea, a emerald green film spread out on the original cornea and attached to it.
Qingxi withdrew her hand, stuffed the hand holding the micro repair gun into the pocket of her uniform skirt, and then threw it into the food backpack. Only then did she let out a long breath.
The fruit peel of the wine bubble fruit was used to repair Harada Shinnosuke. The wine bubble fruit was captured at level 50 and is a special cooking ingredient. It stores a large amount of wine inside and can produce low-quality or high-quality wine depending on the cooking ability of the chef.
The peel of the wine-soaked fruit has eight layers in total, and she used the sixth layer, which is a glue-like peel that is harder than mucus.
Qingxi sometimes uses it as a temporary isolation layer between ingredients. It doesn't matter if he doesn't take it out later, because one of its characteristics is that it will be assimilated by the surrounding things and turn into a layer of skin on that thing, or a piece of meat that is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
It is because of this characteristic that Qingxi thought of using it to try to repair Harada Shinnosuke's cornea.
"Close your left eye and rest for a day." Qingxi climbed down from the hospital bed and said in an uncertain tone, "Wait until tomorrow, wait and see. If it works, then the eye can see things again. If not... emmmm, I'll find a way to remove that layer of skin, and then have Dr. Ueno take a look at Mr. Harada."
Speaking of this, Qingxi was completely annoyed.
Ever since a few people in the Demon Slayer Corps knew about her, she felt like letting herself go completely.
Just like now, she could have asked Dr. Ueno to come and treat Mr. Harada, but she didn't do so and chose to do it herself.
Now that I think about it, she was really drifting.
Silently reflecting on herself, Qingxi looked a little lost and... withdrawn. She asked Harada Shinnosuke in a particularly sweet and sincere manner, "Mr. Harada, I'm going to the kitchen to make breakfast. Do you want anything to eat?"
Straight men wouldn't understand the atmosphere at times like this. Harada Shinnosuke said, "Whatever is fine. I'm not picky about food."
Qingxi: ...
Those who understand will understand. Generally speaking, people like this who say they don’t care are often the most picky when it comes to food.
However, Harada Shinnosuke seemed to be really not picky about food, so Qingxi made a decision after staring at his face for three seconds to confirm.
Since he said it was casual, she would just do it casually later.
Giyu Tomioka in the next bed: If I say I want to eat salmon with radish at this time, will there be such a breakfast later?
After leaving the ward, Qingxi quickly washed herself and then hurried to the kitchen.
I don't know whether it's because the people in the clinic are easy to talk to, or they have unlimited trust in their own people. Since half a month ago, Doctor Ueno has let her take over the seriously injured patients little by little, and also asked Koharu Aya, Riko and others to assist her. After that, when the hidden personnel brought such wounded people, she would not assist as an assistant to Doctor Ueno or other doctors, but would treat the wounded independently as a doctor.
It's okay for those who know their condition, but how can those people in the clinic who don't know their condition trust themselves? Seven years old, not seventeen, twenty-seven, or thirty-seven years old.
Whether it's medical staff or injured people, aren't they afraid that one mistake from her will cost a life?
No matter how many times she thought about it, she just couldn't quite understand it.
However, if she had not been struggling with it in her heart but had gone to ask someone, she would probably have gotten an answer.
【Isn't that your talent, Aki? 】
Yes, it is that simple. Rather than saying that they believe in Qingxi, it is better to say that they believe in the lord.
The lord had assigned her to the clinic and mentioned her talents, so they subconsciously believed that her talents were in healing and saving lives. (The above are all words spread by Ueno Arata in the clinic.)
After breakfast was ready, the portion specially for Harada Shinnosuke was served to him.
"It's porridge." Harada Shinnosuke sat up with his back against the headboard, holding the bowl in both hands and muttering, with a hint of imperceptible loss in his tone.
"The internal organs are damaged, so just take care of them a little." Qingxi sighed.
"And," she changed the subject, "it's not just you, Mr. Harada, who's drinking porridge. The seriously injured (emphasis added) patients have been eating this for three meals a day for the past few days."
Harada Shinnosuke argued: "But I'm not."
"But your internal organs are damaged." Qingxi was unmoved. "Symptoms such as difficulty swallowing, vomiting, coughing, difficulty breathing, headaches, palpitations, dizziness, frequent urination, urgency, etc. will all appear."
Harada Shinnosuke's voice softened a bit: "But, but I think I'm fine."
Qingxi put her hands on her hips and said, "Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?"
Harada Shinnosuke: "..."
Qingxi felt helpless when she saw such a middle-aged man visibly become depressed in an instant because of such a small problem as not being able to eat and only being able to drink porridge.
If Harada Shinnosuke also had a reckless personality like that reckless young man who only thought about killing ghosts, she could just take out the blood-opening gun and act like an emotionless "blood-opening master", but he was very nice to the people in the clinic, and she was not the kind of person who would slap anyone in the face if they smiled at her. Now seeing him like this, her attitude softened.
"Okay, okay, just hold on for two days. After two days, switch the porridge to rice."
"Can I order a meal?" Harada Shinnosuke asked with a smile.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Meat."
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