Three days ago.
The Butterfly Mansion, the Operating Room.
A member of the Demon Slayer Corps, dressed in his uniform, lay quietly on his side on the operating table. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and his head drooped limply against the table. He had clearly fallen into a coma.
His right leg was pierced by a thick, long tree branch, and the wound was bleeding profusely, a horrific sight.
" Kanon, knife!"
A somewhat calm voice rang out in the operating room.
Kanae was standing in front of the operating table, intently watching her team members on the operating table.
She was wearing a white surgical gown, a surgical cap that covered her hair, Ueya mask.
Upon hearing Kanae's words, Kanon quickly took out a small knife from the surgical instruments that had been prepared beforehand and handed it to Kanae. Her movements were practiced and swift, clearly indicating that she was used to this kind of scene.
After Kanae took the knife, she gently placed her left hand on the wound on her thigh, extended two fingers, and lightly pinched the pants of her Demon Slayer Corps uniform, pulling them up slightly. Her right hand gripped the knife tightly, preparing for the next step.
" Flower Breathing "
With a soft but firm voice, Kanae swiftly and precisely brought the knife in her hand down on the uniform trousers.
"Tear--"
A crisp tearing sound rang out, and the trousers were easily ripped open by the knife. Kanae repeated this action several times, completely exposing the skin at the wound site.
The Demon Slayer Corps ' uniforms are specially made, not only tough but also extremely defensive, capable of withstanding demon attacks to a certain extent. This is undoubtedly a great aid for the members when facing evil spirits, but during the healing process, this tough material becomes a considerable problem.
For ordinary people, if the knife they choose isn't sharp, even making a cut in the Demon Slayer Corps ' uniform wouldn't be an easy task.
Therefore, during treatment, when she needed to cut open the clothes, Kanae would use her Breathing Style slightly. It's not that she couldn't cut open the Demon Slayer Corps uniform without using her Breathing Style.
I just mean, let's save some effort if we can.
After all, surgery itself is extremely physically and mentally demanding. In the following surgeries, she will need to maintain a high level of concentration and ample energy to ensure the smooth progress of the procedures.
Seeing that the Demon Slayer Corps uniform at the location of the wound had been neatly torn open, Kanae gently handed the small knife back to Kanon.
"Alcohol," she uttered succinctly.
Kanon quickly took the knife and handed her a bottle of alcohol. Kanae took the alcohol and carefully poured it onto the wound.
"Sizzle--"
As the alcohol was poured onto the wound, the previously unconscious teammate suddenly twitched. Although his eyes remained closed, his body reacted instinctively to the pain. His twitching gradually subsided only after the alcohol was poured out.
Kanae handed the alcohol bottle back to Kanon, then continued issuing the command, "Scalpel!"
Kanon took the alcohol bottle and quickly handed over the scalpel.
Kanae took the scalpel and, with focused concentration, precisely cut through the surrounding skin and tissue along the path the branch had been inserted. She operated with extreme care, ensuring no damage was done to the surrounding blood vessels and nerves.
As the skin was cut open, the muscles and blood vessels were gradually exposed. Kanae's gaze became even more focused; she observed every detail of the wound with utmost concentration.
Next, she went to the thicker side of the branch that ran through her thigh, and gripped it tightly with her fingers. She carefully pulled it outwards, twisting it slightly when she encountered any blockages.
After some effort, the branch was finally pulled out successfully.
I rinsed the wound with alcohol again, then carefully examined it to check for any new bleeding points or fragments, as pulling out the branch might have taken away some muscle or blood vessel tissue.
"Sewing!"
After confirming that there were no problems, Kanae asked Kanon for the surgical needles and sutures, and began the most difficult part of this treatment.
Repairing severed blood vessels and nerves requires extremely high skill and experience, as blood vessels and nerves are very fragile tissues.
As the blood vessels and nerves were sutured, drops of sweat trickled down Kanae's forehead.
Wipe your sweat!
Upon hearing Kanon, Kanon quickly grabbed a towel and went to Kanae's side, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead. After the sweat was dried, Kanae continued to stitch up the wound.
After a long while, the repair of the blood vessels and nerves was completed, and Kanae breathed a sigh of relief, as the next task would be much easier.
Continuing to suture the muscle layer and skin with needle and thread, after more than an hour of intense surgery, the patient's thigh wound was finally completely sutured.
Kanae carefully examined the bleeding from the wound and the patient's vital signs again. After ensuring that everything was normal, her brow finally relaxed, and her tense nerves eased.
She knew that the surgery was a success, and the next task was to bandage the wound to ensure the patient's smooth recovery.
She took the gauze and bandages from Kanon and skillfully bandaged the wound.
A moment later, looking at the neatly wrapped bow on her thigh, Kanae smiled with satisfaction.
She turned and walked outside, and Kanon quickly followed.
Outside the door.
Outside the door, two members of the Hidden Team who had been waiting for a long time saw Kanae push the door open and hurriedly bowed to her in respect.
" Kanae! Is the surgery finished?" one of the hidden team members asked respectfully.
Kanae smiled and nodded, replying, "Yes, the surgery is complete. You can now move the patient to the ward."
"Okay! Thank you for your hard work Kanae- sama!"
Upon hearing the words of the two hidden team members, Kanae smiled gently at them and waved her hand to indicate that they didn't need to be so polite.
"This is my job, and I'm happy to be able to help you and your patients."
Kanae spoke softly, her voice filled with humility and gentleness.
A moment later.
Kanae and Kanon were resting in the hall near the courtyard.
Kanon lay on the table, watching Kanae making tea not far away. Even though she was just kneeling there making tea, she seemed to exude a gentle, composed, and elegant aura.
A hint of admiration crept into Kanon's eyes.
" Kanae, you're beautiful, skilled in medicine, tea ceremony, and playing the zither, and you're so strong. You're also the Flower Hashira of the team. It seems like there's nothing you can't do!"
Hearing Kanon's words, Kanae couldn't help but laugh and said gently, "No, there are many things I can't do either. I can only do these things because I've been learning since I was little. If you, Kanon, were to do it, you could too!"
Upon hearing Kanae's words, Kanon couldn't help but complain.
"That's not right. Only Kanae can do these things. Just her medical skills and Breathing Style alone have already exhausted me!"
"That's because you haven't been studying for long enough. You've only been Butterfly Mansion for about three years, and you've already done a great job! I've been studying for almost ten years!"
Hearing Kanae say that, Kanon felt much better and was about to say something when she was interrupted by a shout from the corridor.
" Kanon, someone's looking for you!"