“Okay, once I’m done with this busy period, I’ll introduce you to my family!” Jiang Yuan could tell that Mi Tan’er was already suspicious, but the girl’s thoughts were strange; she seemed to be really looking forward to meeting her family.

"Then you go ahead and get busy, I'll collect the spoils!"

After the two separated, Mi Tan'er was very decisive in dividing the spoils of war. Because of Jiang Yuan and Mi Tan'er's achievements, the allied forces did not dare to take their spoils for themselves. They were both wearing combat recorders, so they knew exactly who killed the monsters and who contributed. Therefore, there were no objections to the distribution of the light spots and spoils.

"Why are there so many wounded?"

Jiang Yuan arrived at the wounded soldiers' camp with a grim expression, looking at the rows of wounded Allied soldiers lying before him. He shouted, "Who's in charge here? Where are the doctors? Where are the medical personnel? Are they just going to watch their fellow human beings die on the battlefield?!"

Upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words, a man with a Middle Eastern appearance stepped forward.

"Sir, what are your orders?" The man dared not show the slightest disrespect. If anyone on this battlefield was the most memorable, it would definitely be the man in front of him.

Fighting his way from the vanguard to the very end for a full eight hours, it's no exaggeration to say that he was a true war god. Not only did he survive the vanguard, which had the highest mortality rate, but he also fought to the very end. This kind of honor is enough to make him a force to be reckoned with in the Allied Forces.

"Where are the medical staff? Are they just going to watch our soldiers die?!" Jiang Yuan shouted.

The man gave a bitter, fake smile and explained, "Those who came to compete for godhood this time are all warmongers, so there aren't many healers among the allied forces."

"What about them?" Jiang Yuan looked at the soldiers in front of him, some with severed arms and legs, others on the verge of death.

"Let's leave it to fate. If the pills and our own recovery ability can keep up, many of us should be able to survive!" the man sighed.

“But the enemy has only retreated so far. We still have several days of tough fighting ahead. With so many wounded, how are we going to fight the next battle?” Jiang Yuan pressed.

"this……"

The man didn't know what to do.

"Alright, you guys gather the remaining troops and continue the pursuit. Leave these wounded to me!" Jiang Yuan casually set up a tent and then called out to the wounded, "If you want treatment for your injuries, come in and find me! But let me make it clear beforehand, this is not free treatment. I need to consume a lot of treasures and energy to treat you, so all treatments will need to be repaid with corresponding resources."

"Light spots, cultivation resources, cores, top-quality skills and techniques, etc., can all be used as treatment costs!"

Jiang Yuan was about to step into the tent, but he paused and said again, "Those who need treatment should do so as soon as possible, I don't have much time!"

After saying that, Jiang Yuan went into the tent and began to wait.

The man who had just spoken with Jiang Yuan froze, his expression quite interesting. "You want to take advantage of this opportunity to make money? Just say so! I thought you were really so righteous and concerned for these people!"

However, he was just complaining. After all, paid treatment is only natural. The people in the coalition are not from the same faction. They are gathered together for their own interests, so it is not surprising.

Jiang Yuan's words instantly resonated with the wounded. They understood the consequences of getting injured here; being injured was tantamount to playing with their lives. They knew they had to heal themselves, and all other treatments were just wishful thinking. After all, treatment required medicine and time, and investing in those would also be a significant expense. It was better to treat them directly first; delaying treatment was pointless.

So, a few interested wounded soldiers began to enter Jiang Yuan's tent, while most others were still waiting. They needed to see the treatment's effectiveness; otherwise, it would be a huge loss to waste money without receiving the corresponding results.

The first wounded soldier went in carrying his severed hand and foot. He had been torn in half by the orcs during the battle. Although it was not fatal, the injury would have had extremely serious consequences if left untreated.

As a result, the wounded were out in three minutes.

What's most surprising is that his hands and feet have been reattached, and he was already jumping around when he walked out of the tent.

"Holy crap, what happened? He was cured in just three minutes?"

The wounded soldiers' camp immediately erupted in excitement. Was this a medical visit?

"Don't get excited. What if this person is a shill? We'll be scammed!"

Some people still don't believe it and choose to wait and see, but some smart people have already started lining up outside the tents.

The second person came out, and this time it only took two minutes, and the wounded person was completely recovered.

"Damn, it's real! He's a miracle doctor!"

"Queue up quickly!"

In that instant, countless wounded soldiers rushed to the tents and began to line up. Why suffer through something that could be resolved in two or three minutes?

The commotion outside did not disturb Jiang Yuan. At this moment, he was using his Life Eye to treat the wounded with Holy Healing. The treatment time had been reduced to less than one minute, and the treatment fee fluctuated between one and three light points. If there were no light points, other things could be used instead.

Even this seemingly simple treatment process took Jiang Yuan more than ten hours. By the time everyone had been treated, Jiang Yuan had seven hundred more light points in his hand, and the number of wounded he had treated had exceeded one thousand.

"call!"

Seeing that the sun was high in the sky, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath before stepping out of the tent.

"You haven't slept all night, are you very tired?" Mi Tan'er was waiting outside early, and as soon as Jiang Yuan came out, she handed him a towel to wipe his face.

Jiang Yuan was somewhat surprised, but he still declined Mi Tan'er's offer, saying, "It's alright, it's not a big deal for a cultivator to stay up all night!"

"How can this be the same? You've been treating people from yesterday to today, and it must have taken a lot of toll!" Mi Tan'er insisted on wiping his face.

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