One Piece Law Light Novel

Not to mention that's my job too!

I then delay the powder from special plants in water to inject it into the boy in the cap. This is a strong anesthetic that I made shortly after arriving here. With that, I'm sure he won't wake up during the operation.

Then, with a scalpel previously sterilized in the flame, I cut sharply in his belly. Part of his intestines are affected, but it won't be difficult.

With a quick movement, I suture his wound with a needle and thread, then I check if it is not injured elsewhere. Perfect, nothing to report. Finally, I close the incision made on his stomach.

First wounded, operation completed.

- Bepo! Bring the second one over here!

- Aye!

We move the boy in the cap from the table to the sofa, and place "Penguin" in his place. Is it all the lost blood that prevents him from finding the strength to speak? Still, he is stretched out at full length, inanimate. The difficulty of the operation in which I am about to launch myself in is much more important than the preceding one. Obviously, I could just save his life by suturing the wound and stopping the bleeding, but I really want to sew up his arm so he canuse it again someday.

I don't know why, at this point, I see it that way. Maybe I tell myself that slipping my job would be an insult to medicine and everything I have learned so far. No doubt I also want to act in a way to do honor to my parents who, in the past, managed a hospital with the sole aim of helping people and making them happy.

Yes, that's just that.

Just like I did for the first, I totally anesthetize my second patient, then I take a peel at the wound caused by the exposure in the arm. The fabrics are very damaged, it is not beautiful to see. If a saber or a sword with a limb severed so sharply, the task becomes more complicated.

Will I be able to?

Even the powers of the fruit of the scalpel do not make a joining operation easy. It requires pure knowledge and technique. It is what it is.

I just have to get started.

I don't do it out of compassion, nor to be shown gratitude afterwards.

Anyway, I was never what you would call a "good person".

The one and only reason that pushes me to do it is this: to safeguard my pride as a doctor!

- Mister Junk! I'll borrow your microscope!

We recognize the alleged inventors of genius. They always have everything you need at their fingertips.

I take the arm of sleeping "Penguin", put it on the microscope stage and secure it there with a rope. I then tilt the lens over the wound and increase the magnification.

That's it, I see everything!

Every vein, every nerve, nothing escapes me.

- Bepo! Take the arm that came off!

- Tcha... Tcha tcha!

I also put this piece on the set, starting from the elbow, torn apart by the explosion.

Perfect, it's quite cold. The cellular system is still alive. It should be doable!

I grab a needle with thread and begin my joining operation.

With caution and circumspection.

I just need to tie together the two ends, that's it.

No error is allowed.

Remember what Daddy taught you.

Remember everything you've read.

First, the muscles and tendons. Yes, here it is ... No problem.

Then the nerves. If I screw up, he'll never be able to move his arm again. A millimeter across is already too much. I have to connect them all perfectly. With speed and precision. All the nerves, one by one. I feel like I'm losing track of time.

How many hours have passed since I started the operation? Two? Three? More?

My energy is being consumed at breakneck speed. At this rate, I'll be the first to collapse.

- Thank you, Bepo.

- Say ... they're not going to die, are they ?!

- Of course not. Who do you think I am? I'm Trafalgar Law, engineering surgeon!

As if to shake me up a bit, I make the chorus of Mister Junk mine. And I note indeed that sometimes it is enough to take oneself for what one wants to be to end up believing that one has become one, just to gain back a little strength.

Continuation of the operation.

I connect the two parts of the last nerve together.

Ok, here it is ... That should do ...

I concentrate all my strength in my shaky legs, and I move on with the blood vessels.

First the veins.

Then the arteries.

Finally, to finish, I sew the arm in its entirety.

End of the operation.

"Bam", here I am falling behind with all my weight.

- Law!

- Kid!

Aah, I'm so sleepy.

- Bepo, old man, don't bother looking at me so panicked. Watch the transfusion needle so that it doesn't come off ... I'm just taking a nap ... I'll be back right away ...

I am at the end of my strength and can only say these few words.

The relief that overwhelms me at the end of the operation is accompanied by the sandman.

Enveloping and rocking by this feeling of having accomplished something, I plunge into a soft and deep sleep.

***

As soon as I wake up, I inquire about the condition of the wounded.

The anesthesia apparently had its effect, as they are both still asleep.

I withdraw from each of them their transfusion in order to give them an injection of this powder diluted in water. This is a revolutionary nutritional supplement invented by my father. Their pulse is stable, they don't have a fever.

Alright looks like they both got over the tipping point.

- How are they doing, Law?

- Ossan, are you awake?

- Obviously. Impossible to close an eye knowing that I could wake up surrounded by two corpses.

- They are fine, no need to worry. My operation went perfectly. If we watch out for infections, they'll be fine.

- Ah good ... So much the better.

- So much the better? It's rare to hear you say such things. You're not going to get any profit from all of this though.

- Two kids who are saved is more than enough as a reward, isn't it?

With that, Wolf turns his face away. Without really knowing why, the awkward kindness that I perceive in him at this moment fills me with joy.

After four days, they both wake up.

They seem to remember perfectly what happened to them.

Because of his stomach operation, the boy in the cap has not yet recovered all his strength. But I know that by feeding him quietly and letting the time pass, everything will be fine.

The problem is more on the side of "Penguin".