Chapter 700: Thera's Perspective
“Can I get a hand over here!”
“Coming!” Thera yelled back, rushing through the floor past other patients to reach one of the many healer’s sides, finding them focusing on someone who’d just been brought in, their large intestine hanging out of a gouge in their torso while they did their best to keep them alive.
Despite everyone around wearing one of Ben’s mana bracelets, there was still a matter of skill needed to finish a task quickly, not something they always had in urgent cases such as that which is where she came in, moving the organ back into place with her magic while forcing the body to cannibalize itself to make up for the lost mass as tissue knit back together, looking no worse for wear other than the drop in overall weight that would leave them a bit weaker until they got enough food in them to replace it as she gave the patient some quick orders.
“Low activity for the next week if you can help it and focus on eating your regular meals, I did the best I can but you’ll be low on blood for a while so you might get lightheaded but you’re done.”
Her bedside manner could have used some work but they were busy enough that she didn’t have time to care. Even if things had slowed down, thanks both to the bracelets and the end of the wave, there were still people constantly fighting across the planet, with some major battles still taking place every single day. The fighting was never going to stop which meant neither was the work, but they had dedicated healers and the demons didn’t, the longer they held out, the easier it would supposedly get.
At least that was what she was telling herself but when she was there it didn’t feel like it. Even walking around deserted or overstuffed cities gave a better impression than being in a single hospital, the surrounding feeling of pain and death was oppressing each time she walked into it, even if she knew that she was making a difference.
Each time she went to one, she alone was enough to make their load manageable, in some cases even more than that with the one she was in serving as a good example. While the hours went on she healed more than could be brought in, leaving the place in a bearable condition for the rest of the light and life mages with her, giving them all just a bit of rest by the time she was finally done.
“Good work today,” The hospital’s director told her, the same woman she’d been working with since the beginning of the second wave who she embarrassingly still hadn’t learned the name of. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired, but who isn’t? I still have some more personal work to do too so I’m going to have to head out soon.”