Without another word, we both made our way toward a few more patients in need. By this time, a lot of the people inside the hall were pretty much done in terms of treatment. We no longer had any say in terms of how fast a patient's body could heal. It was all up to their own healing factors now. But for those that still pretty much needed some basic surgery done on them, they'd just have to wait until the theatre was finished. And even then, the first up on the chopping block would be those that needed some bone readjustments done to them.
And I was not looking forward to learning how to do that on the fly.
Looking around, seeing as the workload was getting pretty light, I might as well start preparing myself for the inevitable. "Anna, I need you to make some stuff for me."
Anna promptly turned away from the one patient she was bandaging up to address me. "What kind of stuff, Leader?"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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