The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1783

Jagoan was not surprised that Jagoan had to amputate. When he followed Jagoan to war, he would often encounter comrades who had their arms or legs ruined by bombs.

In the absence of field doctors, it was difficult to preserve the soldiers’ lives. Jagoan had no choice but to treat the soldiers himself to save them.

Over time, Jagoan became skilled at amputation. Although his amputation skills were simple and crude, the results were always surprisingly good. Besides that, the time required was short-about 20% or even 10% of the time required for amputations performed by professional doctors.

What seemed strange to Jagoan was that Jagoan would come to the slum to perform an amputation on such a poor man who could not afford a doctor.

Though he found it strange, Jagoan said nothing. As soon as he got in front of Jagoan, he placed the medical kit on the ground, opened it, and quickly lit an alcohol burner for Jagoan.

Jagoan held a bright dagger in his hand.

It was not a scalpel but a military dagger often used by soldiers. It was sharp and solid but did not look suitable for surgery. After all, surgery was renowned for its precision.

“Yvonne’s father, you…”

“Cough! J-Just call me Bob Daniels…” Yvonne’s father coughed as he spoke.

“Okay, Mr. Daniels. Please don’t move. Hold still…” Jagoan said as he rubbed alcohol on the dagger in his hand and placed it over the alcohol lamp to burn it.

He was disinfecting it.

Double disinfection with alcohol and the alcohol burner’s flame could kill all the bacteria and pathogens on the dagger.

Both Shania and Uriah gulped as they watched how skillful Jagoan was.

Would Jagoan’s surgery be successful?

“Put him under anesthesia…” Jagoan said to Jagoan.

“Yes, Commander,” Jagoan replied in acknowledgment and took a large syringe out of the medical kit.