If we don’t work fast, the number of patients will pile up in no time. Right now, the queue was manageable, and the wounded didn’t have to wait for long to get medical attention. However, if we slowed down now or if more soldiers arrived, things would head for the worst.
Unfortunately, I was reminded of that fateful day when my village was attacked, and I had to work just like this. I closed my eyes and shook the thought away from my mind. Unlike then, we had more advance tools here and we had enough medicine. I had to be content with that for now. The rest was up to us.
The same couldn’t be said for the other side of battle. The soldiers from my town probably didn’t have enough of anything to heal their injuries. The next patient arrived, and I banished all thoughts to focus on the work at hand.
