Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

38 – Waterworks (3)

After tying a rope to a tree that had grown slightly below the edge of the cliff and overhanging the waterfall, Chester tied the excess rope tight again and let it drop down the cliff.

As Monia approaches Chester as he descends holding the rope, she is startled to see Chester’s palms torn and bleeding.

“blood! It bleeds!”

“yes? What is this?”

“You’re not going to die?!”

“Are you going to die with this?”

Chester said it was not a big deal, but the torn palm was a shocking wound to Monia.

“Hey! I think it hurts!”

“Because it’s okay.”

Chester washed his wounded hand in the river for a long time before examining the depth of the wound.

‘It’s a bit deep.’

Chester quickly inspected the wound and laughed again, saying it was nothing.

“It’s okay as long as the skin is torn.”

‘I don’t have the proper medical tools, so I’d rather just leave it alone.’

It would have been a different story if I had the right tools, but other than that, it was best to leave it alone and clean it without any treatment.

And while Monia continued to look at Chester’s wound, she remembered that someone who had been injured somewhere was tying a cloth to that part.

Chester also, when he injured his finger, treated it by tying the area tightly with a blade of grass.

Monia pulled out a toenail knife and cut off the hem of her skirt, then carefully held it out to Chester.

“That, over there.”

“yes?”

“Use it! It’s a special giveaway!”

“Use it as a bandage?”

Chester laughed at the soil-stained skirt that Monia had handed him.

“Thank you, but I can’t use this as it is.”

“Yes? why?”

“Because anything that touches the wound needs to be clean.”

“ah… .”

“I’ll go home and sterilize it.”

After thoroughly washing the hem of his skirt with river water, Chester returned home and put the hem of the skirt Monia gave him in a cup of water and boiled it with water to sterilize it.

After disinfecting, I carefully took out the hem of the hot skirt and let it cool down for a while.

When it was moderately warm, Chester wrapped the hem of his skirt around the wound on his hand.

“Would it be better if I did that?”

“no. If the wound is tightly sealed, the wind will not pass through and it will rot.”

“Rotten… .”

“That’s why I should leave it like this for a while and let it air out.”

“Then is there a reason for bandages?”

“Because you can’t pour hot water directly on a wound… It disinfects and stops bleeding with this.”

Monia couldn’t understand what Chester was saying, but she guessed that his wound wasn’t just a small tear in the skin.

“How nice… .”

“Because it’s okay.”

Fortunately, the wound was not caused by an attack by a beast, but was caused by a rope.

At least the rope Chester uses is 100 times cleaner than the fangs and claws of beasts.

“What is fine?”

After observing the progress of the wound for a while, Chester started working with the bamboo.

“Wait, are you still working?”

“of course? I have no intention of resting just because my palm hurt a little.”

“No, rest!”

Chester didn’t listen to Monia.

First, the membrane inside the bamboo is pierced.

The method was simple.

After lighting the end of a long wooden stick, bring it to a bamboo screen and burn it.

When one side of the membrane is charred, light a fire on the wooden stick again to support another area, then another area, and repeat.

When the soot forms in a circle all over the film, take a thick wooden stick and beat it.

Somehow, when he hit the bamboo gently and carefully so as not to split it, the weakened membrane from the fire was easily destroyed and the bamboo membrane was broken.

After carefully removing the fragments of the membrane, Chester repeated the same operation with the inner membrane.

“… … .”

Monia followed Chester to work, continuing to look anxiously at Chester’s hands.

Chester worked, undid the hem of the skirt, and soaked it in hot water over and over again.

Red blood oozes out from the hem of the skirt soaked in hot water.

After stirring it to wash the blood and sterilize it, boil clean water again and wash and sterilize it once more.

After thorough washing and disinfection, the hem of the skirt, which has cooled down to a warm level, is wrapped around the wound.

When I wound it, I used it avoiding the place where I had touched the wound a while ago.

‘At least the rough cloth won’t add up to the wound.’

Although Monia’s skirt was worn out due to living on an uninhabited island, it was so luxurious that it was as soft and smooth as silk.

“… … .”

Monia watched Chester work, paying a lot of attention to his right hand.

Chester, who would normally have been watching over Monia after finishing whatever task she was working on, was now working at a speed similar to or worse than Monia’s.

‘Is that so harsh?’

Monia, who pursed her lips for a moment, eventually made up her mind.

“Hey, I’ll give you more, so don’t rewrite what you wrote once. They say dirty things aren’t good.”

She tore the hem of her skirt even further and gave Chester a few pieces of fabric.

“… thanks.”

Chester received the cloths, thanked them, washed them in a bucket of water, and hung them on the window.

“I’ll write well.”

“… … Yes. … … Hey, is it really okay to leave the wound like that?”

“yes?”

“That, do you need any other measures?”

“yes. I’d rather not deal with it. These wounds are usually treated with stitches.”

“Sew, sew.”

Sew a human body? Like what kind of clothes?!

Monia’s face went cold at the unimaginable story.

“If you deal with it like that in the current situation, pus will rather fill up in the stitched wound and rot away. So just leave it alone and let the pus flow through the wound.”

As he explained, Chester continued his work.

After breaking through all the membranes, look inside the bamboo that has turned into a coffin.

“It’s jagged.”

“Anyway, it’s impossible to cut cleanly. There is no need to trim.”

“is that so?”

“You can’t stop the flow of water with bumps like this, can you? what… It looks like a leaf floating in the river will get caught.”

Still, wanting to refine it, Chester and Monia started dividing their labor.

When Chester pierces the membrane, Monia trims it.

The materials used for trimming were the twigs of the trees they built and lived on.

Using the strangely hard bark of the tree, the inside of the bamboo is rubbed to smooth out the irregularities.

“Uhm, would this be enough?”

“yes. Please continue with that feeling.”

“Yes.”

After working on the bamboo, he takes a break when it’s time to change the cloth wrapped around Chester’s hand, and when he finishes changing the cloth, he starts working again.

The two continued to work until late at night.

It wasn’t easy because there was a lot of bamboo, and you had to use delicate strength to keep the bamboo from breaking, and it wasn’t easy because Chester’s hands were scarred.

That night, when it got dark, Chester and Monia put the bamboo together and went to sleep.

Monia bathed in the soft flames of the bonfire and saw Chester’s palm wounds glowing in the light.

Chester’s thick, rough, scarred hands.

The bright red scar in the middle of that hand was painful just to look at.

Monia just stared at the wound quietly.

Monia, who was still looking at the wound, quietly moved the location of the moss bed and moved closer to Chester’s wound.

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Little by little, I got closer, and before I knew it, I came close to Chester’s bedside.

Coming so close, he carefully stretched out his finger and caressed Chester’s scarred hand.

As he was stroking it, he was afraid that his finger would touch the wound, so he pulled it back, so he kept some distance from the wound, and this time he gently stroked his finger.

“Get well soon.”

And quietly, after saying that, the two of them spent the night together for the first time since that stormy day.

* * *

Chester woke up in the morning to see Monia’s fingers entangled in his own.

Raising her head a little, she changes the layout of the bed so that it looks like an L when viewed from above, and sees Monia sleeping on top of her.

Chester carefully removed his finger and got up from his seat, looking at his own finger and examining the wound on his palm.

The humid and hot weather here is not good for wounds.

It had only been a day, but pus was already flowing from the wound.

Chester carefully took Monia’s claw knife, two skirt bandages, a glass of water, a live ember, a bucket and basket, and left the house and headed for the river.

After making a bonfire with charcoal, put water in a water cup and boil it. After putting the skirt bandage and claw knife in the boiling water, I dipped my hand in the river and slowly washed the wound.

How many wounds did you wash?

Chester noticed that his injured palm was red and swollen, so he took a piece of bandage from his skirt and carefully wiped the wound.

Touch the wound with a skirt hem bandage moistened with warm water to wipe it clean while also disinfecting it a little.

Next, touch the wound with a sterilized toenail knife.

“Write!”

Chester flinched for a moment at the sudden stabbing pain, but then kept his mouth shut and focused on handling the wound.

Remove the blackened flesh and hardened blood clots inside the wound.

After washing the knife by soaking it in river water, it is disinfected by boiling again.

I brought a knife that I sterilized again and touched the wound again.

How long has it been since you carefully touched the wound?

Chester confirmed that yellow pus was coming out from the inside of the wound, and carefully touched it with the tip of a knife.

As soon as the pus leaked out, the pus started to overflow.

“Turn it off.”

Chester groaned in pain, scraped away all the pus from the inside of the wound, and washed it away in the river.

After cleaning the wound as carefully as possible, finish by carefully wrapping a skirt bandage different from the one used to clean the wound last time.

“Whoa.”

Chester, who repeatedly clenched and opened his fist, checked the feel of his right hand.

After the wounds were treated, Chester poured water into the bucket, filled the basket, and went home.