Healer From Other Dimension
Making Medical Tools

Chris was challenged by Andressa's confidence. He believed that Andressa could not possibly do what he thought was impossible. Moreover, if something bad happens, then Andressa will be reprimanded from the clinic or he could be fired as a healer.

It's just, Andressa knows what kind of risk he will get when he is wrong. However, he still believes that the ability of his hand will never be wrong. Moreover, Andressa has lived hundreds of years as a healer, Doctor, and healer.

"All right, let's bet. If it's not proven that your surgical technique works, then you're the one who has to prostrate and kiss my feet" said Chris.

Andressa grinned as she reached out to shake.

"Yes, let's do it like that. I hope you don't regret agreeing to this bet."

Chris accepted Andressa's hand department.

"It should have said that to you."

After that, they ended the meeting. Chris took the whole healer with him to go back to the clinic. Andressa continued his work to examine the knights who suffered minor injuries.

After the job was done, Andressa returned home. He broke down for a moment while thinking long about the oddity he had just experienced.

"Why is there anywhere here? Is this a world without magic? I can't think about it very well."

Andressa got out of bed. There was nothing she could see in the house other than the kitchenette, bathroom, and bedroom.

"Which is green, this is a special mana for healers. I don't know why there's any, it's just that it helps me a little bit with the surgery and detecting the patient's disease."

Andressa let out a long breath. His head throbbed at the thought of things that were continuously becoming oddities.

"Yes, now I have to make some medical devices. In the end, I have to be a doctor, not a healer."

The girl grabbed a blank piece of paper and a pen. He wrote down some of the medical devices he needed in the future to treat patients.

"Stethoscope, surgical scissors, scalpel, and tweezers. I think I'm pretty much like this I used to make. Now I have to go to the forge."

Andressa also made detailed drawings of the tools she needed. After that, Andressa went straight to the weapon forging place. Only there was the only place he could rely on making medical devices.

"Excuse me, is anyone here?"

Andressa walked into a place filled with the scent of weapons. The air there was also slightly hot and shrouded in the noisy sounds of the forgers creating a sharp weapon. Most of the weapons they made were swords, daggers, and spears.

"Can I help you, Miss?" A middle-aged man approached Andressa. That man was Matheus, the owner of this weapon forging place.

"I'd like to order some tools. Can you make something similar to this picture?"

Andressa handed over the paper with a picture of the tool she wanted. Matheus observed the picture for a long time.

"Are you sure you told me to make a device like this? Small and detailed form. What are you using this tool for?"

Matheus stared at Andressa. The girl looked astonished with Matheus' expression.

"To treat the patient. I need it because I'm a healer. Please make it, I'll pay whatever it is" Andressa said.

"Miss, can you fool me? No healer uses such a tool. I'm sorry, I can't make this tool that's not clear about its usefulness."

Matheus refused Andressa's request. It was quite disappointing that the girl urgently needed this medical device as soon as possible. However, what power, Matheus was reluctant to make something he did not know its usefulness.

'Did he seriously reject my request? Goddamnit! Where else do I need to find a forger? I don't want to go too far away from the territory of my residence, ' Inner Andressa.

"Master, seriously! Aldan's hand was hit by a sharpening machine!"

Matheus was shocked, Aldan was his son who worked with him in this weapon forging shop. He immediately ran in to see the condition of the son.

"Aldans!"

How surprised Matheus was when he saw Aldan's hands covered in blood and severely injured. There was a wound along one transverse arch in Aldan's hand. The condition of his wound was truly terrible.

"Dad ...." Aldan tried to withstand the pain that tore his hands to make the whole body almost lost consciousness.

"What should I do? The wound is like this, there's no way the healers can recover it."

Matheus panicked instead of playing, he lost his sanity while watching Aldan helpless.

"Can I check it?"

Everyone there was shocked when Andressa was suddenly already behind them.

"You said you were a healer, right? Please check on my son" Matheus's pinta was accompanied by an expression pleading for Andressa's help.

"All right, I'll check it out. Get him on the bed first let me see how deep the wound is."

Matheus carried his son to the bed. Andressa checked in Aldan's wound. It turned out that the wound was indeed very deep and the bones were almost visible.

"Can my child be healed? His hand doesn't need to be cut, right?" Matheus could not wait for Andressa to check on Aldan any longer.

"Just calm. I can heal him, even this gagged wound I can recover. However, the process will hurt a little. Can your son hold it?"

Aldan nodded weakly in between the extremely thin consciousness.

"I'll hold it, please heal me."

Andressa immediately pulled out a needle to stitch Aldan's wound.

"What do you do with that needle and thread?" ask Matheus.

"I'll sew the wound up."

"Suturing? It doesn't make sense! There's no way human skin can be sewn like cloth."

Andressa took a deep breath and turned to look at Matheus.

"Then do you want to let your child live without hands? If you can watch your son's life suffer, then please go to another healer and I'm sure the healers instantly amputate your son's hand" Andressa said.

Matheus could not imagine his son's life being ruined by this problem. In the end, Matheus decided to hand over Aldan's recovery to Andressa.

"Alright, I leave it to you. Please heal my son."

Andressa nodded. He moved his hand quickly. Aldan grimaced in pain as the needle fused into his skin. It felt like it was being torn apart, but Andressa very casually sewed both sides of Aldan's sliced and gaped skin.

All eyes that looked stared intolerably at Aldan. However, they had no other choice but to let Aldan be treated by Andressa.

"It's done. Your hand doesn't need to be amputated."