Even though the next day had arrived, what I had to do remained the same. So, without even having breakfast, as that was also unnecessary at this point, I quickly healed the last few patients in the hospital, only to notice that the people who required healing already lining up.
Letting out a dry laugh, I climbed down the stairs and arrived at the front of the compound, rolling the sleeves of my shapeshifted armor.
And by the time noon arrived, I let out a sigh, quite close to finishing line of people. And while, I wasn't exhausted or anything, I was bored, and very rightly so.
If a person was a tramp with a broken leg, I casted [Vitae Restorare], and even if a person simply had cold, yes some of them had caught cold after being soaked in yesterday's rain and had come for treatment today, I casted [Vitae Restorare].
It was so repetitive that I was fed up.
