Although it's called a school clinic, Jiangzhong Military Academy's school clinic is actually larger than a typical small hospital.
The main building has thirteen floors and is divided into departments such as ophthalmology, otolaryngology, internal medicine, surgery, gynecology, and orthopedics, offering a complete range of services.
In addition, there are dedicated inpatient departments, emergency departments, pharmacies, etc., and the facilities are quite complete.
Of course, the emergency department is always the busiest.
For most military students, they don't bother to distinguish between different departments, nor do they have the time to make an appointment. They figure that if they lose a fight and get injured, going to the emergency room is definitely the right thing to do.
As is widely known, Gao Song, the attending physician in the emergency department, is a highly skilled physician and singer. He is said to have been an ace among military doctors and saved countless lives on the battlefield.
However, no one knew that Dr. Gao actually wanted to retire on the spot.
He was puzzled. Didn't everyone say that being a school doctor was easy and that you could just slack off all day?
...He now wants to know where this rumor came from.
Except for the first two or three days after the start of the semester when he had a relatively quiet period, his career went downhill from day to day.
Especially those freshmen, they were practically crazy, running over to him every few days.
Moreover, it is often the case that old wounds have not yet healed before new wounds are added.
The funniest thing is that these little kids always laugh happily when they come, as if they're proud to be in the hospital... They're out of their minds.
Today, the emergency department was flooded with people again.
Gao Song initially didn't want to get involved, until he heard that these seriously injured people had been injured by people from Jiangsu University of Science and Technology.
When Shen Qian followed the two senior students into the emergency department lobby, he witnessed a scene that left a deep impression on him.
An old man with a white beard, wearing a white coat, floated in mid-air, radiating a holy red and white light, and chanting a song that brought peace to people's hearts.
At his feet were a dozen or so hospital beds lined up in a row.
On each hospital bed lay an injured military student, and under the old man's radiant light, their injuries were healing at a visible speed.
One of the boys, a sophomore, was the most seriously injured. His broken ribs had pierced his abdominal cavity and were protruding from the other side. At this point, the broken bones were gradually being reset.
The pained expressions on the faces of all the injured students gradually faded, and they fell peacefully asleep.
The fact that a great physician is equivalent to a master alchemist within the medical system truly broadened Shen Qian's horizons.
Snap!
The old man's light faded, and he fell from mid-air, stumbling and nearly losing his footing.
Several medical staff rushed over and helped him up.
"Just let them rest in peace." Gao Songchong, pale-faced, waved his hand and then straightened up.
Next, Gao Song's gaze swept across the emergency room lobby and the corridors on the second, third, and fourth floors.
At this moment, at least three to five hundred military students had gathered in the emergency room, and more people were constantly arriving.
"Do you know why not a single professor has shown up?" he asked slowly.
The hall fell silent, and many military students looked at each other in bewilderment.
Indeed, from the moment the group from Suzhou University of Science and Technology arrived at the school until the incident ended and the injured were taken to the school clinic.
From beginning to end, not only were there no military instructors or professors present, but not even a single staff member from the academic affairs office.
Seeing that no one answered, Gao Song's face turned cold, and a murderous aura unique to soldiers emanated from him.
"Because...they are making you look bad!"
These words instantly made the atmosphere in the hall much more oppressive.
Many military students blushed, but didn't know how to refute, so they lowered their heads.
"It's true that Suzhou University of Science and Technology is one of the top four universities, and their students are indeed very strong, but..."
"Are we in Jiangzhong really that bad in terms of military strength?"
"Do you know that more than a decade ago, although the Su Kewu University claimed to be a fierce rival to our Jiangzhong Military University, it was all bullshit!"
Do they deserve it?
"The fact is that up until ten years ago, Suzhou University of Science and Technology had been established for fifty-seven years, and my Jiangzhong Military Force had suppressed it for fifty-seven years!"
"They never raised their heads in front of us!"
"What's going on now?"
"Tell me, where exactly are you lacking compared to those predecessors!"
"Qu Bai, are you that bad?"
Gao Song suddenly turned his head and stared at Qu Bai, who had arrived at some unknown time.
Qu Bai was taken aback for a moment, then looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Niu Ziguo! Feng Manlin! Shi Heng!"
Are you guys that bad?
Gao Song then called out the names of several more senior geniuses, and those whose names were called remained silent.
"And you, Shen Qian, is the national martial arts champion really just an empty title as the internet says?"
Shen Qian, who was pondering something, didn't expect to be called out. Seeing Gao Song staring intently at him, he could only smile helplessly.
I never expected that this old man would also go online.
Moreover, for some reason, Shen Qian vaguely felt that many people around him were looking at him strangely, with a hint of unspoken words.
"If you can't get this back, you don't need to come to the school clinic anymore!"
Gao Song gave him a dressing down and then stormed off in a huff.
The oppressive atmosphere in the emergency room eased somewhat after the other person left.
Shen Qian walked up to one of the hospital beds, frowning slightly.
Among these wounded, there was one he knew, namely his classmate and fellow villager, and Li Jiaqi, who was passively helping him fulfill his duties as class monitor.
"You're back... We've let the military down."
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