This is the forest home.
Since it’s raining today, the elves are all holed up in their homes.
I’m going to take it easy, too.
Taking out a wooden crate, I set it up in the room.
Then I lined it with fur, completing my wooden crate bed.
Immediately, I climb into the wooden crate bed.
Mmm, this feeling of being enclosed is irresistible.
There is a human-sized bed in the room, but this one suits me better.
I decided to curl up and sleep.
Oyasuminasai.
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“Minamoto-san, do you really think this herbal medicine will work?”
“This Daikenchuto (traditional Japanese herbal medicine) has solid evidence behind it.
Using it after gastrointestinal surgery can actually help prevent intestinal obstruction.
See? Here’s the paper. Take a look. “
After searching for the paper on a medical journal site, I showed the PC screen to the new researcher.
Universities and research institutions pay a fee to get unlimited access to most papers on the site.
“English, huh…”
“Of course! Look, just read this abstract!
It summarises the paper’s content.”
“Okay…”
Honestly, how can you be in research and hate English? You won’t be able to read papers.
I’m going to drill you thoroughly from now on.
Brace yourself.
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I had a nostalgic dream.
It was about when I was looking after that troublesome new guy—a pharmaceutical graduate who was skeptical about traditional Chinese medicine and also terrible at English.
Years later, that guy published a paper with a doctor through a joint research project, and the whole lab celebrated him.
“Hey, Nyanko-san I’m bored, so I came to play.”
“Bastet-sama, my hands have been stiffening and cramping lately. I’d like you to take a look.”
Well, what’s done is done.
What matters is living in the present.
I climbed out of the wooden box, healed the contracture in Sylph baasan’s hand with a [Heal] spell, and decided to play Go with Aurene.
My record was nine wins, three losses. Not bad.