One week later...
The rush around the General Hospital was as usual, which is to say, hectic.
So many people were on the sidewalks of this building, standing around chatting, some sitting on the wooden benches in a square there, while others were coming and going from this large construction.
And amidst the constant flow of people at one of the entrances to this hospital, any local citizen could see a well-organized place, no lines, but plenty of movement upon entering this place.
There were no crowded parts of this hospital where people had to wait on their feet for care. But there were also not many places available for newcomers. At least that was the truth on the ground floor and following two levels.
But that was to be expected for this place. After all, such a service had to cope with the demand of a city with almost 200,000 inhabitants, most of whom could afford treatment here.
