Chapter 29

Chapter 29

"Garrett!"

Captain Karen hissed under her breath. Captain Flynn stepped forward, seemingly aiming to shield Garrett. Around them, the city guards whispered in surprise.

Priest John murmured softly, hands covering his mouth, his eyes wide as he glanced between Garrett and the bald-headed bishop. Every freckle on his face seemed etched with worry.

The bishop was thoroughly taken aback.

He scrutinized Garrett from head to toe, from the coarse linen tunic like everyone else's to the hand wrapped around a chicken bone and the hand clasping the pulse of the injured person. After a moment's contemplation, he asked cautiously:

"Child, do you know what you're doing?"

"I do."

"Do you know the extent of this person's injury and what treatment is needed?"

"A severe chest injury, multiple broken ribs in various places, some piercing the lungs," Garrett answered without hesitation. "They need rib realignment, repair, and restoring the damaged lung and pleura. My healing spell isn't strong enough for this; I beg your help."

And adjusting blood pressure, resetting the mediastinum, relocating the lung... of course, once the healing spell is cast, the lungs should heal, and the mediastinum and lung should adjust themselves. I won't go into that with you.

"Why are you holding onto this thing?"

To maintain chest cavity pressure balance, Garrett thought. But explaining that might require a dissected diagram and ten minutes of clarification on what pressure meant. It could lead to a Heidelberg experiment if they didn't understand, which would be quite a hassle.

Come on! Someone needs saving here!

"Uh... well, it's a bit complicated..."

Garrett blinked desperately. How about you heal him first, and then I'll explain slowly? Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere!

"Ah... alright. I'll listen to your explanation later," the bald-headed bishop chuckled. He didn't press further, instead clasping his hands together and murmuring with a smile.

This prayer took far longer than Priest John's healing spell; Garrett estimated at least ten minutes. While monitoring the patient's breathing and maintaining pressure on the chicken bone, he thought:

Luckily, the bishop intervened. Sir Westlow turned, grabbing Garrett:

"I was just about to say that! Garrett, thank you so much!"

"It's nothing. It's what I should do."

Garrett replied adeptly. Calm in tone and demeanor, just like the numerous times in his past life when he saved patients' lives and received thanks from them and their families. Sir Westlow, however, blinked slightly, scrutinizing Garrett, and when he spoke again, his tone had shifted to a more equal one, from address to expression:

"Thank you so much, Garrett. Uh, please do visit my home tonight. I must express my gratitude properly!"

"Uh, that's really not necessary... I mean, these are things I should do..."

Garrett tried to decline, but Sir Westlow persisted, repeatedly thanking and inviting him. The bald-headed bishop, observing with a smile, suddenly turned serious and glanced towards Priest John at the rear of the group:

"John, is this the young healer you mentioned?"

Garrett froze, swiftly looking at John. The freckled youngster vigorously nodded, beaming brightly with a big grin on his face. Then, he made a funny face, puckering his lips towards the Spring Goddess's temple.

It warmed Garrett's heart.

That wounded knight Roman, returning heavily injured, had clearly left a mark. His body might be damaged, but his connections at home weren't. Who knew if he harbored grudges against Garrett or if he'd seek revenge.

Of course, letting Garrett be the instrument to kill him, to let the necromancer finish him, was something he couldn't bring himself to do... He was, after all, a law-abiding citizen in his past life...

So, Captain Karen promptly escorted him back to the barracks to report upwards. It seemed that young John had also reported this incident to the War God's temple, seeking some form of shelter and protection for himself.

Garrett gratefully nodded towards young John. The bald-headed bishop observed their interaction but didn't delve into it immediately. Instead, he extended an invitation:

"Hello, young healer. What you did just now was fascinating. We've encountered many warriors we couldn't save in time. Could you explain your method to us in detail?"

"Of course!"

Garrett replied without hesitation.

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