Trying to fix people left right and center had me completely drained by the time I reached the town hall. It was far from ideal for a medic to be thoroughly exhausted before they even started, but I guess that was the life of a health worker during fringe emergencies like this. I couldn't afford to get some rest. There were still lives that I had to try and save, and I didn't feel in too much pain yet that I could justify stopping myself just yet.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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