A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1088: Legendary Elder Fahim

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Cirilla rushed over, causing the unicorns to all take a step back.

—This young lady looks like an elf, but the power she emanates is nothing like an elf's. It surged like a mountain, overwhelming as she charged forward, as if a mountain were crashing down on them.

The unicorns felt that even three or four of them together couldn't match her strength.

...And she seemed so familiar with that young healer... Just now, they almost started a fight...

Garrett also shrank back slightly. Cirilla had followed him all the way here through countless hardships, not just out of friendship. The young Silver Dragon's interest in new things was also not to be underestimated—

Especially when it came to healing and saving lives, she could never get enough of watching the various medical techniques. Now, a new patient, oh, a unicorn, had been treated before she could even arrive?

That was bad; it was worse than stealing her food. She would certainly sulk for three to five days, and it would take all sorts of coaxing to cheer her up...

Fortunately, Garrett was experienced enough. Without even needing to think, he quickly found something to say:

"It’s not done yet; I've only just started the treatment. These are the parts you've seen before, but there are some new methods that I was waiting for you to try."

"Really?"

Cirilla was pleased. Garrett nodded repeatedly:

"Of course!—Right now, I've only treated this external wound on her shoulder. She has many other ailments that need to be treated one by one.—Miss Fira, your upper right abdomen hurts, doesn’t it?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and turned to the young unicorn, who had been awakened by the elder and was slowly walking out. Fira gently nodded, her voice soft:

"It hurts."

"After eating, do you often feel discomfort in your stomach?"

"My stomach hurts... It's been getting worse these days."

"Fever, chills, fatigue?"

"Mm..."

The surrounding three unicorns listened silently. Upon hearing this, they nudged each other, their horns clinking in a series of clear sounds. Elder Ettore raised his voice:

"Respected healer, how... how do you know Fira's condition? Are you confident you can cure her?"

Even if he hadn’t asked, Garrett would have needed to explain. Now that he had, Garrett raised his hand, revealing the 3D reconstructions from the CT scan and the ultrasound images he had completed earlier. He pointed them out one by one:

"Look here, this is the liver's position. Can you see it? This large section of the liver should appear dense and uniform, but look at this part. Doesn't it look different from the surrounding area? It seems particularly uneven, right?"

Five or six heads leaned in to look. The unicorns didn't dare speak; Elder Fahim frowned, glanced at it, flipped through the booklet in his hand, glanced again, and flipped through the booklet once more. Cirilla whispered:

"They all look the same to me..."

How could one tell this was the liver and that was the kidney, where the density was uneven, or where there were many blood vessels?

It was all just a dark blur, shaking around, completely indistinguishable!

As she murmured, Elder Fahim's frown deepened.

The old man had lived for over a thousand years and was considered an expert in healing magic, yet this was the first time he had seen such novel techniques.

Even for a legendary mage, memorizing so much information in one go and applying it flexibly was quite difficult. After looking for a long time without understanding, he sighed and said:

"Forget it, I'll use my mental power to examine it. Fira, relax and don't resist."

He slightly closed his eyes, and his mental power gently seeped in, like a fine rain, like a soft breeze. Fira shivered slightly, then quietly lowered her head, allowing the elder to probe.

Garrett watched with envy from the side. What kind of doctor-patient relationship was this? The elder said he was going to examine her, and she stood there quietly, not moving an inch.

In his previous life, only the most esteemed pediatric chiefs could hold a child so easily. With a gentle touch and a few playful gestures, even a crying child could be calmed for a moment.

He quickly adjusted the [Silent Illusion], marking each suspicious area that looked like a tumor, based on the ultrasound and CT scans:

"Elder, take a look here... and here... Don't miss the duodenum... or this turn in the small intestine..."

Each time he pointed, Elder Fahim nodded. His mental power slowly explored, from the thoracic cavity to the abdominal cavity, from the anterior peritoneal wall to the posterior peritoneal wall.

After a thorough examination, he let out a long sigh. He looked around at the three unicorns, all filled with hope, and shook his head helplessly:

"Fira's condition is very troublesome. Here, here, here, and here..."

He pointed to the marks on Garrett's silent illusion, nearly touching every mark.

Each time he pointed, the unicorns gasped, and with each additional point, they gasped again. By the time he finished, the unicorns were looking at Garrett with a different gaze:

This little youngster really had something!

The things he fiddled with looked flashy, with little magical fluctuation, yet the results were exactly the same as Elder Fahim's examination!

Elder Fahim noticed their reactions but remained silent. After pointing everything out, he slowly said:

"All these areas have abnormalities. I tried to treat them with natural energy, but it only made them grow faster. Cutting them out would be too dangerous."

He glanced at Garrett. Over the past few days, he had tirelessly read all of Garrett's papers and knew that this young man was a skilled surgeon. If it were him, maybe he could do it?

The unicorns' eyes immediately turned to Garrett. However, Garrett gently shook his head:

"Fira's body isn't in good condition right now. Performing surgery to remove so many areas would be too risky."

These words clearly indicated he wasn't willing to operate. The unicorns' breathing became heavier. Dorsy, who had previously broken into his lab, stepped forward, ready to speak. But Garrett quickly changed his tone:

"When I dissected Nana's body earlier, I found some very unusual cells inside. If Fira has the same cells in her body, I might have a treatment idea."

Elder Fahim chuckled upon hearing this. This little guy, who seemed so quiet and unassuming, had been waiting for this moment all along!

Well, it's indeed better to clarify the reason for dissecting a unicorn corpse—

Since Garrett was willing, he had to lend a hand. The old man stroked his long white beard, squinting with a smile:

"So, how are you going to prove it?"

"Here’s the thing. When I dissected Nana's body, I found that the normal cells looked like this—" Garrett flicked his finger, projecting an image. Each cell was round, oval, or flat, tightly packed together:

"And the abnormal cells looked like this." He projected a second image next to the first one. The second set of cells appeared jagged and irregular. Garrett pointed to the tumor he had just removed on the floating disc:

"I’ll make a slice of this tumor, and if we find the same abnormal cells, the next step will be clear."