"The Trojan Room can heal all wounds, regrowing a severed leg is not a problem at all," Tang Zheng said, having finished bandaging the soldier's broken leg. He patted his shoulder, comforted him with a few words, and then went to discuss the travel plans with Dantai.
The soldier was at most twenty years old, still very immature. He didn't dare to cry, afraid of being despised, but he couldn't stop the tears from flowing. The thought of being disabled for life made him unbearably distressed.
Zuo Yi was beside him, carefully saying something to soothe his emotions.
Ruan Feifei and Sha Ou knew that the boy would most likely not survive and might even slow down a soldier, but since they weren't tasked with caring for the wounded, they couldn't be bothered about these matters.
