章 169: NotWearingPants' Battle Report Post

At the Winterfell Fatality Hospital.

"Give way! Give way! All give way! This is an emergency for a patient!" a Gnome doctor shouted as he pushed a bed.

In the hospital, there were lots of wounded Orcs, Gnomes, and Werewolves from the battlefields.

They were all moaning.

"Ah… I don't want to seek treatment here. I can still fight…"

"I'm next on the waiting list…"

"Let me return to the battlefield. I can still fight…"

"I fought for the Merchant Alliance with my blood. I want to see the Dungeon Lord!"

While they were wailing in pain, an Orc nurse walked out and yelled in a hoarse voice, "Patient No. 444, get ready for surgery!"

"No! I don't want it! Release me! I'm not injured! I can still fight!"

An Orc whose chest was impaled with a Short Sword struggled to get up. He was spilling blood on the floor.