A place filled with grim silence was broken by the approaching footsteps of patients or words of sympathy offered to the diseased as they groaned in pain.
Along the corridors, there was a great hustle and bustle. Doctors and nursing sisters in their white uniforms were moving up and down with tired looks.
Even if medical science had advanced by leaps of bounds, many diseases weren't curable by the use of modern methods.
A plague had broken out of nowhere. People who came from the south were suddenly found suffering from a disease in which dark black spots similar to mould appeared on the skin along with lesions.
It was a place where life and death intertwined with one another. If not handled properly a nationwide crisis may occur suddenly.
So, instead of handling themselves, they requested aid from the Church.
"I hope the disaster may be averted."
"Don't worry, The Holy Lady is here. Believe in her."
