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Soon after, Gavin and Kurt emerged from the patient’s room.
Kariette and Holly immediately stood up and rushed to ask them about the situation.
“How is it going?” Holly asked first, noticing her brother’s unusual, relaxed smile, almost like he was a different person, which made her hopeful.
“My brother-in- Brother is just awesome, extremely cool,” Kurt wanted to refer to Gavin as his brother-in-law but changed his wording under his sister’s gaze.
He was immensely impressed by the diagnosis Gavin made on their uncle, finding it incredibly cool.
“Ahem, he found the cause and is now using the hospital’s equipment to confirm it again.”
“So, you found the cause?” Kariette addressed Gavin.
“Yes, surgery is needed, and it’s complex, involving multiple sites.
It’s quite a gamble to see if his body can endure it.
The chances of success would be higher with magic aid, too bad I can’t perform the surgery.”
“Why can’t you do the surgery?” Kariette was curious.
Even though Gavin might not match the scientific medical expertise of Jokerface, she believed he could be as competent as any general surgeon and trusted him more than the other doctors.
“I overdrank with Faker last night and only got about two hours of sleep before I had to get up and make porridge for Eris.
I haven’t rested since, and my hands are all shaky.
Plus, you know surgery isn’t my forte.
I’m better at treating chronic and bizarre diseases with dietary remedies.”
Kariette nodded in understanding.
Scientific medicine wasn’t truly his forte.
Ask him about the effects of any substance on the body, and he might not answer even one correctly.
But when it came to treating strange or chronic diseases, he could outperform Jokerface.
“Papa, Eris wants to eat mari sushi,” Eris smiled, extending her hands.
“Maki sushi, you greedy girl.
Papa hasn’t even finished his work yet,” Gavin gently pinched his daughter’s cheek, showing affection.
The little girl giggled shyly, thinking her father’s emergence meant Grandpa Sun was cured and she would get to eat Maki Sushi.
“Papa, I’m hungry.”
“Papa knew you’d be hungry,” Gavin smiled, reached into his bag, and pulled out a lunch box, handing it to his daughter before opening it to reveal egg-wrapped rice.
Egg-wrapped rice again!
“Just like yesterday,” Eris sniffed daintily.
“It doesn’t smell as good as yesterday.”
“Papa didn’t put the special carrots in the rice, but the eggs are special, though.”
“Anything Papa makes should be delicious.”
“Of course, whatever Papa makes is delicious,” Gavin affirmed, handing her a spoon.
Eris slowly ate the lunch box with her father’s assistance.
The taste couldn’t compete with yesterday’s meal because he didn’t have any leftover carrots, but it should still be the best that ordinary fried rice could be.
Eris could eat the fried rice without Gavin’s magical ingredients, indicating that even without such items, Gavin’s culinary skills were nearly divine.
Unfortunately, while the little girl could eat, this didn’t solve the absorption issue of nutrients.
“You don’t need to feed her; I can do it.
You should rest; surgery is exhausting,” Kariette volunteered.
“Alright,” Gavin agreed.
Though he preferred to be the one feeding his daughter, he prioritized correctly.
He needed at least another half-hour rest.
The special ginseng candy from another world, now in Uncle Sun’s mouth, should give him enough strength for the surgery, but time was of the essence.
Gavin possessed herbs that could swiftly aid Uncle Sun without surgery, but he wouldn’t expend such precious resources on a non-relative.
The spirit herbs from the magical world were invaluable, reserved only for Eris’s severe conditions.
Not even for Kurt or Holly would he use them if their lives were at risk, as they didn’t hold enough significance for Gavin at the moment.
Kariette fed the child with a faint smile, relieved to know the illness’s cause and a way to address it, yet not entirely worry-free.
Gavin dozed off outside the operation room while Kariette took care of Eris to avoid disturbing his rest.
Shortly after, the radiography results appeared.
“Indeed!
There really are parasites.”
“But it took several minutes of continuous exposure for them to reveal themselves.
Our equipment isn’t faulty after all.”
“Parasites that can temporarily evade detection by radiation…
terrifying.
Who knows how many more are out there?
Inform the Health Ministry immediately!”
“They’ve even penetrated the stomach wall, causing havoc on almost every organ.
Truly malicious.”
“What do the sorcerers say?”
“The sorcerers are examining with magic.”
After several minutes.
“They’ve finished their magical examination and confirmed the presence of the parasites.
Moreover, they seem quite aggressive, but our data on this new type is scarce.”
“Not surprising, we’ve never encountered this case before.”
“But we can’t say that yet.
We need to compare this patient’s data with national hospital records.
There might be others with undiagnosed similar symptoms.”
“Anyway, we must hurry with the surgery to remove these parasites before they spread further in the body.
If they reach the heart, it’s over.”
“This is crazy.
How far are we with the OR preparation?” the doctor turned to ask a nursing assistant.
“We’re in the process of setting up the equipment, sir.”
“Um, go inform the patient’s relatives and that young medical sorcerer that they should get ready for the surgery.”
“Understood, doctor.”
Shortly after, around fifty-five minutes post Gavin’s diagnosis, he woke up having rested only a bit over forty minutes.
He wasn’t fully reenergized for precise surgical maneuvers, but he was focused enough to supervise the operation.
This was to be Gavin’s first medical intervention in the human world, feeling notably pressured, especially having to use unfamiliar scientific medical methods.
‘Crazy Jokerface, why can’t I contact him?’ Gavin thought, perturbed.
Soon, Uncle Sun was sedated and whisked into the operating room.
Gavin drank coffee to alert himself and cleaned up thoroughly, preparing for asepsis.
Just before, he heard:
“Go, Papa, go!” His daughter’s cheering boosted his morale!
“Eris, give Papa a kiss,” Gavin leaned in for a peck.
“Muah,” Eris kissed her father’s cheek, delighting Gavin before he noticed Kariette’s look.
“Do you have a pre-reward for me?”
“Ten cups of shaved ice.”
“Just shaved ice?
I was hoping for something more uplifting,” Gavin teased, prodding his cheek.
“…” Kariette’s expression darkened momentarily, wondering if her acquiescence to a morning cheek peck implied her renewed affection.
It wasn’t that simple.
“Eris, Papa needs encouragement.”
“Mommy, quickly kiss Papa for encouragement.”
Using the child, how sly!
Kariette internally complained, recognizing her vulnerability but powerless to change it.
She might assert that it was inappropriate for men and women to kiss cheeks casually, but who put her in a situation to have a child with him?
Implanting incorrect beliefs could adversely affect the child in the long run.
Silently, Kariette’s lips formed a message.
[Just watch, I’ll get back to you someday.]
While Gavin, smirking, silently replied.
[I can hardly wait for that.]
Reluctantly, Kariette kissed Gavin’s cheek and stepped back, leaving Kurt astonished at his sister’s audacity.
Was this truly his sister who regarded all men, except her own family, with contempt?
Meanwhile, Holly temporarily suspended her opposition.
As long as Uncle Sun recovered, it was acceptable; it was just a cheek peck, after all.
“Fighting!” Gavin, with raised fists and a suppressed cheer, felt invigorated after receiving kisses from both his daughter and Kariette, his morale soaring.
I was Ashura, the invincible god of war, indestructible.
Surgery, you say?
Bring it on; I could handle a dozen more cases if needed.
The medical staff had gathered, waiting only for the guest who had been diagnosed with the illness.
Soon, everyone realized that Gavin was the close companion of that divine doctor, possessing extraordinary diagnostic abilities.
However, he could not perform the surgery himself but was there to provide support or solve any problems that arose.
For the surgery, Gavin deferred to the medical team’s judgment, listening to their plan without offering any suggestions until it was time to operate.
“At 15:25, we will begin the surgery to open the abdominal cavity and remove the new strain of parasites from the patient’s body.
Scalpel,” the surgeon in charge declared.
That was when Gavin’s role began.
Snap, snap.
The sound of snapping fingers resonated before energy spread throughout the room.
This wasn’t the same territorial magic Gavin had used during the diagnosis.
Once the surgery commenced, they noticed less blood loss than expected, and there was no pungent smell, creating a more focused environment for the operation.
Once the abdomen was opened successfully, the parasites’ locations appeared on the screen, clustered mainly around the stomach, more numerous than anticipated.
“Start with the liver; don’t let them reach the lungs or heart,” Gavin instructed, and the medical team agreed.
However, extracting the parasites was not easy.
Assistants had to continually dab the surgeon’s brow.
Eventually, the parasite emerged.
It was about ten millimeters in diameter and fifteen centimeters long, resembling a vicious small worm, writhing violently and lunging at the surgeon’s fingers.
The medical team gasped, but then someone reacted faster.
Like a shadow darting through, a silver needle pierced the parasite’s midsection.
It writhed in agony, and when the team regained their senses, they saw who had swiftly neutralized the ten-millimeter parasite.
If Kariette and others outside saw this, they’d protest:
Shaky hands, really?
With such steady and accurate movements, why didn’t you perform the surgery!
Normally, there was no fear of regular parasites burrowing through the skin into your body, but Gavin didn’t trust this type.
It chewed through the stomach lining, blood vessels, and other organs as if human abdomens were its personal chocolate houses.
His wariness was understandable.
“Continue the surgery.”
The medical team nodded, laboriously removing each parasite until their locations vanished from the monitor.
“They disappeared again!”
“We could detect them for only about one minute and forty seconds to two minutes.
But they could hide for almost five minutes.
This is terrible.”
“We knew this surgery would be lengthy,” the medical team murmured among themselves.
“Stomach, around the 5 o’clock direction, about eighteen centimeters from the last spot,” Gavin instructed once more, his eyes emitting a bright red glow.
The medical team, familiar with Gavin’s diagnostic gaze, understood he was utilizing his diagnostic eyes.
Using his diagnostic eyes, Gavin pinpointed the parasites’ locations.
Even though they were evading detection, their movement traces couldn’t be erased.
They weren’t smart enough to stay still to remain undetected indefinitely.
Hence, he could clearly identify each of their actions and locations.
“Follow his instructions,” one doctor suggested.
The surgeon complied, albeit reluctantly.
Relying purely on experience without Gavin’s precise guidance was challenging.
Eventually, one parasite was successfully extracted.
Uncle Sun’s body was stronger than expected, thanks to the magical ginseng candy Kurt had fed him.
He could endure the extended surgery.
Normally, a comatose patient like him wouldn’t last beyond twenty minutes.
Gavin’s diagnostic eyes stayed active for nearly five minutes, eventually revealing each parasite’s location anew on the screen, allowing the surgery to proceed without further verbal guidance from him.
Gavin’s eyes were bloodshot.
He couldn’t use his diagnostic eyes frequently at this time; they were still too weak to withstand the magic power for long.
Gavin blinked much more often, but that didn’t slow him down from taking down the parasites.
He relied on his detection magic and his sharp senses.
If they tried to attack the doctor’s hand, he would stab them with a silver needle.
As time passed, the number of parasites decreased, but Gavin’s eyes became more burdened.
He began to lose sight and often became blurred.
This slowed down the positioning by tens of seconds, to the point that sometimes for a whole minute Gavin didn’t say a word.
The medical team refocused on the screen, considering Gavin’s input as a bonus.
Nonetheless, what a bonus it was!
The ability to see freely through bodily tissues was a surgeon’s dream.
They could become divine doctors in the medical field if they possessed such power, saving countless lives.
If Gavin knew their thoughts, he would only laugh.
His diagnostic eyes weren’t trained for healing but for killing.
‘The magical ginseng candy must be wearing off.
We need to hurry.’
If the candy’s effect faded, the comatose patient’s condition would resurface.
Uncle Sun’s body would weaken, possibly halting the surgery—a scenario neither Gavin nor the medical team desired.
But by Gavin’s calculations, if nothing went awry, the surgery should conclude successfully.
Unfortunately, it seemed providence deemed the operation too smooth so far.
Bang!
Bang!
A storm erupted, followed by thunderclaps that reverberated across the sky without warning.
Lightning struck precisely where the hospital was located, causing a complete power outage!
Whoosh!
“Emergency power activated.”
Every hospital was equipped with backup power for such emergencies.
The lights returned in the operating room first, but then…
An electrical short-circuit occurred, damaging almost all the equipment!
Gavin cursed internally.
Shouldn’t the hospital be equipped with lightning rods everywhere?
Why did a short circuit happen?
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