Finding a medic, Yang Yi felt a stir of excitement.
Having one was still better than none, right?
"Find a medic? Brother Yong, tell me how to find one, and the real question is, how effective would they be?"
"The effectiveness of medics is just so-so. Don't you think about where mercenaries work? It's always in places without any order—for the past few years, look at the hotspots like Libya, Syria, Iraq. Wherever mercenaries operate, do you expect hospitals to be around? Plus, mercenaries are like rats crossing the street—loved by neither uncle nor grandma—even if there are big hospitals, you'd have to dare to go there. And even if you dared, by the time you get the injured there, they'd already be gone."
Yang Yi didn't even need to ask; Zhang Yong had laid it all out for him.
