There are too many monsters and time on the battlefield is precious and there is no time to lose. For any seriously injured psychics, the accompanying high-level wood-type medics will only treat them to a level that will not be fatal in a short period of time, and then immediately send them to the rear. The wood-type medics will conserve their psychic powers and try to save more lives before their mental strength is exhausted.
The specific treatment and follow-up care work is mainly concentrated on the rear medical team.
Gu Fan's medical team is located in the northwest of the base and is responsible for receiving wounded soldiers from the northwest battlefield.
The "0186" team consists of 36 people and is responsible for a total of 120 beds.
As the battle continued, the beds on their side were soon filled.
This time, Gu Fan was assigned four patients.
One B-level psychic and three C-level psychics.
A Class B esper was attacked by a fire monster, leaving half his body blackened. A frontline medic treated his neck and eye but ignored the rest. It wasn't cruelty, but there were too many injured on the front lines. If the medics delayed focusing on one person, others would die due to inefficiency.
Among the three C-level mutants, one had his calf bitten off by a monster, one had his eyes pierced by earth thorns, and one had his right arm directly bitten off by a wolf monster.
The four of them were lying on separate beds, each with a look of pain on their faces, some grabbing the bed boards, some twitching in pain, but no one was wailing.
Not only them, all the wounded who were sent here tried their best to endure the pain and make no sound if possible.
Gu Fan was the first to walk up to the B-level mutant who was burned by the fire. He was a man in his forties, of medium height but strong and sturdy. When he saw Gu Fan, his intact right eye even smiled at her.
This is a warm-hearted, strong and optimistic person with a protective base.
Gu Fan herself is timid, but she admires such good people.
The wood spiritual power was activated, and Gu Fan performed a "healing spell" on him.
The burns were extensive, but they were superficial. Modern medicine might have trouble treating them, but for Gu Fan, these burns were much easier to handle than the six bloody holes Lu Ya had suffered. With just one healing operation, all of the man's burned skin was scarred, a dry, hard layer that resembled a monster's scales.
The man looked at Gu Fan in shock.
He doesn’t feel pain anymore!
He didn't feel any pain despite such severe burns!
In fact, if Gu Fan continued to perform the ritual, the scab could fall off and new skin could grow, but there were three wounded people waiting for her nearby, and more were on the way. She could not abuse her spiritual power. The treatment requirement that Gu Fan set for herself was to relieve every wounded person of pain.
"Rest first. If you still have energy tonight, I'll try to give you further treatment."
After simply comforting him, Gu Fan walked towards the second injured person.
This C-level mutant was in his thirties. His eyes were pierced by earth spikes and his face was covered in blood. The frontline medical soldiers saved his eyeballs.
The wound was in a dangerous location, but the area was not large. Gu Fan used some healing magic and the opponent's wound was completely healed.
The man jumped up in shock!
Gu Fan didn't want to be too conspicuous. Like an ordinary medical staff, he checked the third man's injuries while reminding the young man who had just been cured: "Your injuries are healed, return to the battlefield."
"yes!"
The young man was obviously not frightened by the thrill of the moment. He saluted Gu Fan and ran out.
The third injured person was a woman in her forties. The two rows of teeth marks left by the monster on her right leg were so deep that the bone was visible.
For Gu Fan, it was also a minor injury and healed in one go.
"Thanks."
The female psychic was calm and composed, not as excited as the one just now. After thanking him, she set off to return to the battlefield.
The fourth wounded man looked the youngest, perhaps only twenty years old. He lost his right arm. He did not wail, but his face was covered with tears. He was immersed in his own pain. He did not even pay attention to the treatment process of the three wounded men next to him. It was not until Gu Fan came over that he wiped his eyes with his left hand.
"Does it hurt?" Gu Fan asked.
The young man shook his head, tears welling in his eyes as he smiled at Gu Fan and said self-deprecatingly, "I just feel so useless."
He was a gold-type mutant, and he thought he could dominate the battlefield like the young marshal. However, he did not expect that he would become disabled during his first battle.
The first three were very strong, but this young man was the only one who gave Gu Fan the opportunity to ask a question: "Will you regret it?"
He could have stayed in the base and enjoyed a peaceful life, but he ran out to kill monsters for the 20 million unrelated ordinary people in the base and paid the price of an arm. He is still so young, will he regret it?
The young man seemed to have not expected a medical professional to ask this question. After a few seconds of silence, he replied while shedding tears, "I don't regret it. I killed twenty-seven monsters. It wasn't all in vain."
Gu Fan understood and healed his wounds.
She couldn't heal the broken arm, but she healed his wound.
The disappearance of the pain made the young man stop crying. He sat up in disbelief and lowered his head to check the wound.
For a person with super powers, a broken arm only means that he can no longer use some thermal weapons, but his super power attacks are not affected, so he can still stay in the army, or even return to the battlefield immediately like the first two recovered wounded soldiers.
"You, you are a B-level medic?" The young man asked Gu Fan in surprise, because he knew that a C-level medic did not have such an efficient treatment speed.
Gu Fan smiled and said, "C-level, practice makes perfect."
The young man's eyes lit up. Practice makes perfect. If he continued to improve himself, would it be possible for him to surpass the C-level attack level?
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Gu Fan's first wave of taking over the wounded allowed three of them to return to the battlefield. This efficiency attracted the attention of medical personnel from other teams.
But the wounded soldiers kept being sent in, and everyone had no time to communicate.
The treatment continued until seven in the evening, when darkness announced the end of the day's battle.
When the last wave of wounded were sent in, the five elements of spiritual power in Gu Fan's body were almost exhausted. Small wounds were easy to treat, but there were too many wounded.
In order to complete the last task tonight, Gu Fan even secretly absorbed a piece of wood spirit stone.
Finally, the work was over. Gu Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up at his teammates, and saw that some of them had already sat on the ground.
There were more than a hundred beds in the tent, and the rest were densely packed single bunks. The wounded who had received treatment but could not return to the battlefield were lying on those bunks. There were at least eight hundred of them, if not a thousand.
The soldier in charge of catering brought crystals and delivered meals to the "0186" team, one portion for each person.
"Gu Fan, your cure rate is too high. Is it really only C-level?"
"That's right. If I were to heal minor injuries like you, I would be exhausted after healing ten at most. Not to mention the time it takes. Your speed is simply insane. The fastest one seems to take three to five minutes."
"Yes, yes, yes, Gu Fan is extremely efficient. Even high-efficiency painkillers can't relieve pain as quickly as you do!"
Thirty-six medical staff gathered together for dinner, and the topic was almost entirely focused on Gu Fan.
Gu Fan could only continue to use the excuses of "practice makes perfect" and "quantitative change leads to qualitative change": "I use my mental power every day until it is exhausted. My level is innate, but I can try to increase my mental power capacity, so my mental power reserves may be higher than yours."
The medical team fell into deep thought.
They were lost in thought. Gu Fan was the first to finish his meal and put his lunch box in the central collection area. He said hello to his teammates, "I'm going to sleep now. I'm running out of energy right now, so I need to take advantage of this time to rest."
Everyone was in a similar state and nodded.
In order to ensure the quality of sleep of the medical team, each of them has her own sleeping tent, which is set up outside the medical team.
Gu Fan walked out and reached the door. She reached out to pull the door. Her hand was almost touching the door handle when suddenly someone opened the door from the outside.
Gu Fan looked up and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.
Lu Ya was wearing black armor and seemed not to have expected her to be here, so he paused.
Gu Fan smiled, stepped aside and let him come in first.
Lu Ya glanced inside and gave her a look that told her to come out.
Gu Fan walked out.
Night fell outside, and there was a blackout layer on the outside of the tent, blocking the light inside, and it was pitch black all around.
"How do you feel?" Lu Ya took her a few steps away and asked in a low voice.
Gu Fan spoke frankly: "I'm very tired. I just want to sleep now."
Lu Ya was silent for a second and said, "Go and rest."
Gu Fan turned around and was about to leave when he thought of something and stopped to ask him, "How is your front line?"
Lu Ya: "It went pretty smoothly."
Gu Fan felt relieved and walked towards his tent tiredly.
Lu Ya watched her figure disappear before entering the tent to check on the wounded.
To let the wounded have a good rest, he spoke alone with the captain of the "0186" medical team.
"Don't worry, the injuries of the wounded sent here have been basically contained. The team members are very responsible, especially Gu Fan. Her healing effect and efficiency are excellent among B-level psychics. More than half of the wounded she has treated have returned to the battlefield. Young Marshal, do you think this kind of talent should be assigned to the front lines?"
The way the military makes use of talents is to send them to the front line to maximize their effectiveness.
The medical team leader believed that if Gu Fan was on the front line, half of the wounded she cured would not have to waste time traveling back and forth to the battlefield.
Lu Ya said, "No need, she can perform better in the back."
Gu Fan is too timid. When she was asked to go to the front line, she was so busy avoiding monsters that she had no energy to treat others.
There were other medical teams to inspect, so Lu Ya walked out of the tent.
Before leaving, he looked at Gu Fan's tent.
The gold element was flowing towards her again.
After spending a few days alone with her, Lu Ya had denied the speculation that she was playing with the gold element. It was impossible for her to be so idle in a place like this.
However, everyone has their own secrets. What Lu Ya values is her elixir and healing power. As for whether she has gold-related abilities or has mastered any special cultivation methods, Lu Ya will not explore them further.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Ya walked towards another dark place.
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