20.5 Surgery

Still, if I didn't do something, he might just die from the pain. Might as well try and treat it then. "Can you lie still?"

I motioned my hands toward his rock-hard abdomen. I wasn't even sure if what I was about to do would even work, but it was worth a try. I mean, massaging my stomach worked sometimes when I was too lazy to brew tea. But then again, my stomach wasn't riddled with straight-up muscle.

With a nod, my patient tried his best to lay still as I did my worst approximation of a belly massage. I could already tell that I was doing absolutely when I could barely penetrate the first layer of muscle with my current strength.

Maybe we really should go for the tea option.

"AAARRRGHGHGHH!!!!"

Fvck! Maybe not!

"IT HURTS!"

I clicked my tongue in frustration and thinly-veiled panic. Simple indigestion wouldn't be this debilitating. There was something more to this!

"Fvck it..."