Five days.
It took five days of rest to recover almost completely.
The combination of the dwarves' advanced medical techniques and my body's rapid recovery as a wiera meant that at the end of five days I was able to stand up, do what I wanted completely on my own without fatigue and, most importantly, I could now use my right eye without any problems.
So I could fight.
Indeed, my doctor agreed with me. I didn't have to convince him that I was fine, he could see with his own eyes that I was even better than before.
"Congrats, Mr. Tenebra. Ye be free t' go now."
After hearing this from my own doctor, everything happened quite quickly.
First, I was finally given normal clothes, I got rid of my sick clothes.
Then my belongings were returned to me. Foremost was the ring that provided me with a dimensional inventory.