Episode 73 Eclay’s Eyes
Ray pondered for a while.
How should I explain this?
Eclay noticed his trouble and turned away.
“So you’re saying that germs can’t be completely eradicated with a poison cure?”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm… But isn’t it too barbaric to cut off the poisoned part?”
I don’t want to hear that it’s barbaric in this place where there is a cheat called Hill.
Originally, I would try to save some by using medicine and watching the progress.
After that, it is only when there is no way to do it that the flesh is cut out.
However, if you use such a method in a different world where there is no medicine and it is questionable whether there are even ingredients to make, it will only result in more flesh to be cut out.
If there was no medicine, it was right to cut the area and treat it before the germs infected it further.
Ray answered her.
“Even if it’s savage, if that’s the best I can do, I’ll do it.”
He didn’t care if he was savage or scientific, as long as he could cure the sick.
Eclay grinned, probably liking his answer.
“The process doesn’t matter if it’s definitely cured.”
“I didn’t mean that…”
“I liked you! Why don’t you come to my study rather than the crowded library?”
“yes?”
Eclay pointed around.
It was definitely crowded with people. That’s enough to bother me with reading the book.
Seeing that, she is attracted to her proposal.
Moreover, it was evident that she had some medical knowledge.
If you want help with medicine in another world, there is a lot of potential for help.
‘I think I’ve collected a lot of books…’
When my mind was completely inclined, Ray closed the book he was reading.
“Let’s go.”
* * *
Ray looked at her as he entered the mansion with visuals comparable to his own.
“Wow, the mansion is very spacious.”
“I’ve been told many times that I don’t need a house this large when I live alone.”
“Alone?”
Looking around, the ferns are wandering around.
Seeing that, Eclay shook his head.
“I mean I don’t live with my family.”
“If you think about it that way, I’m living alone.”
At his words, Eclay laughed.
“What a rare saint.”
As she spoke, she unlocked the library door with the key.
Then the scent of old books came out.
The books are in very good condition, perhaps because they have been well maintained.
In addition, the structure was also arranged so that it was easy to find the book.
It was a part that showed how much she likes books.
“You can use this place in the future.”
She threw the key she used to open the door to Ray.
When I accept it and look at her with a bewildered face, she winks in one eye.
“My name is Eclair. I am in charge of commanding the inflexible priests.”
command the priests
If so, isn’t it a high priest!
Besides, Eclat was a name he had heard before.
Iriel has explained the main characters of the Holy Kingdom several times, but it seems that he has clearly called the high priest.
If you are the high priest, isn’t it your role to manage the high priests, not to command them!
Iriel said it was good not to get entangled with her because she is quite an eccentric.
But what to do with what has already become entangled?
“I don’t know why the saint wants to learn such inefficient medicine, but if you don’t know anything, feel free to ask.”
“yes.”
that’s inefficient It is a very rude thing to say to someone who has devoted their whole life to it.
Well, medicine would be inefficient in a world where there is magic that cures in an instant.
But I’m sitting across from a subject who said it’s ineffective and reading a medical book.
Ray looked at her and asked.
“Then Mr. Eclay, why are you reading a medical book?”
“me?”
Maybe it was an unexpected question, but instead of looking at the book, he smiled mischievously.
She lifted her eyes, which were covered by her short hair.
Then I saw white eyes with a slight yellow tinge.
It was quite a contrast to the red eyes on the other side.
“I thought it might help fix this guy. Are you ugly?”
I said this to see his embarrassed expression, but he was rather calm.
“Is it congenital?”
“hmm? yes. It has been like this since birth.”
“Aren’t you in pain? Can’t you see your eyes at all?”
“There’s no pain… I’d say the eyes are barely visible.”
Whether it is an occupational disease, the medical examination is over in an instant.
Ray asked politely.
“Excuse me, would you mind if I look into your eyes?”
Eclay rather found this situation amusing.
The corners of her lips curled up.
“It’s fun. Okay, take a look.”
“thank you.”
He thrust his face into Ray’s face, where he caught her eyes with his fingers and stared at them.
The pupils of her eyes look hazy and blurry.
There is no pain and it is not visible at all.
If so, there was only one thing I could think of from these symptoms and appearances.
“Cataract?”
“Cataract? What is it?”
At his words, which seemed to know something, she removed her hand and moved closer.
“I’m not sure, but… do you see a little bit at night?”
“I guess I can see better than usual at night…”
Ray nodded.
‘It looks like he has cataracts.’
A cataract is a dilated pupil in a dark place, and the deterioration of vision is not so severe.
Many of the symptoms are the same as those of cataracts, so it can be definitely called cataracts.
However, even if you know that it is a cataract, it is almost impossible to treat it here.
First of all, her cataracts were severely advanced.
The more severe the cataract, the more severe the adhesion along with the hardening of the lens.
That is why it is very important to undergo surgery at the right time.
Who is Hana herself? He is a doctor who was revered as the hand of God in modern times, and he is not a saint here.
Hardening of cataracts and adhesions was a problem even if he managed to do something with his own technique.
‘I don’t have an artificial lens… I can’t do surgery.’
Even if the cataract was removed, the operation could not be performed because there was no artificial lens to focus on.
It is not a part that can be replaced with one’s own technology.
Eclay was frustrated to see him struggling and grunting alone.
“What the hell is a cataract!”
It’s not even palbochae, but it keeps giving explanations.
While wondering how to explain it, Ray fortunately found a blackboard similar to the blackboard he had seen in the auditorium in his study and started drawing on it.
“therefore.”
After sketching the eyeball and the nerves connected to it, he began to explain the structure of the eye.
“This is called the eyeball and this is the lens of the pupil.”
“…hmm.”
“This place I just called the crystal body. This place forms an image on the retina so that you can see things clearly, but Mr. Eclay’s lens is now cloudy. This is a cataract.”
As Ray speaks, he paints the lens in a circle.
However, as if it was difficult to understand at once, Eclay touched his forehead and said.
“Wait… So you’re saying that there’s something stuck in this lens…?”
“Simply put, yes.”
Eclair then shook his head.
“I don’t understand. Why isn’t Healing cured?”
Ray answered her question.
“Perhaps it is because Mr. Eclay’s cataract is a congenital disease.”
“What does that have to do with divine magic not working?”
“Divine magic literally cures ‘abnormalities’ in the body. That means if you don’t feel your body is weird, you can’t treat it.”
“No, anyone can see these eyes are strange, right?”
“That’s how people feel. Your body has been like that since birth, so you don’t feel strange?”
He tilts his head and frowns as if he doesn’t seem to understand his explanation.
Ray, who didn’t feel the need to explain to make them understand, skipped the words.
“Anyway, the cataract inside this lens needs to be removed.”
“Even if I remove it… how?”
“I have to cut it out.”
Eclay frowned at his words.
Are saints these days taking at least a butchering class? What did you keep cutting out from before?
If the wounds are cut out and the eyes are cut out, when will alternative treatment be done?
Even if you cut it out anyway, it can’t be cured.
How on earth do you perform surgery when you don’t have an artificial lens?
Was it because he knew from the look on his face that there was no hope?
Eclay laughs at Ray, then sits down and finishes reading the book he was reading.
“it’s okay. It doesn’t matter if you can’t cure it. If you live for years, won’t there be a way to fix it?”
flinch.
Ray shuddered at her words.
you can’t fix it? who? myself?
It was unbelievable.
Even if there is something he says he cannot fix, there can be no other person asserting that he cannot fix it.
Ray also sat down quietly and started to finish reading the book he was reading.
He never gave up on fixing things.
There was no way out now, so I had to think of something.
‘You can’t just fix a cataract or something? I? It’s nonsense.’
* * *
For over a month, Ray’s daily routine began with going to work at Eclay’s mansion.
Maybe it was because he had grown fond of her, and there were times when he ate together with her and slept at her mansion.
If Iriel had heard of it, he would have been stunned.
However, he did not just play and eat and read books.
He was looking for a way to make an artificial lens or a replacement for it.
The methods found so far have been methods to maximize the self-recovery of the lens or to remove the cataract and heal the lens.
However, it was better to leave that method as a last resort.
Even if the cataract in the lens is removed and healed, if the body returns to the time when it did not feel abnormal, there is a possibility that the removed cataract will also be healed.
Maximizing self-recovery is also not suitable for her who uses divine power because she had to receive the power of mana.
That’s why those methods are left behind and we are looking for other methods.
As always, Ray, who had been shutting himself in the study and reading, muttered as he stretched himself.
“Ugh. After all, is there no choice but to make an artificial lens?”
Anyway, if there was time, it was left over.
It was because Iriel said that she would stay in the Holy Kingdom without going outside until a year had passed.
However, there must be a place where you can make a lens called an artificial lens even if you have enough time.
I also had to make the materials, so the method was honestly close to impossible.
