Fighting for all of humanity...
Although the Grand Chieftain did say that this war would determine the fate of mankind, Qida joined the First Army more for his own clan, and never considered getting anything in return from others.
Whether they appreciate it or not, this is a task he must complete.
Even though Qida still thinks so now, recalling the nurse's smiling face and eating fresh, warm meals, a strange warmth surged in his heart.
What he is doing may be much more important than he imagined.
After a hearty meal, Qida returned to his team.
The Sand People's Ninth Regiment to which he belonged had some new faces – this was not surprising, as soldiers were constantly being transported from the rear to the front line, including veterans who had departed later and new recruits. Since the front-line teams would suffer some losses after each major battle, it was necessary to adjust and replenish personnel.
To Qida's delight, he also found two companions who had been defending the clock tower at the time.
"I thought you were all sacrificed there, only Kar... Farah and I escaped," After a warm embrace, Qida patted the other person's shoulder hard.
"We were lucky at the time. When the clock tower collapsed, we were on the bottom floor keeping watch and managed to avoid all the falling rocks." The surviving comrade replied, "But you are the one who is surprising. You were able to escape unharmed in the corridor. If we had known this, we would not have left first."
"No, it was the right choice to evacuate as soon as possible." Qida shook his head. In that situation, even if he could survive, he would most likely run into the enemies coming towards the clock tower. If Kabala had not saved his life, he would not have been able to escape the demon's encirclement. "It's a pity that the others didn't have such good luck."
Only half of the ten-man team survived – although for the Sand People, who were already accustomed to death, they had experienced too much of this kind of life and death, he still couldn't help but feel a little sad.
After all, after more than half a year of running-in and training, a new connection had formed between them – a connection as close as family members of the clan.
But as happy as he was, Qida still had some doubts in his heart.
The importance of Windhowl Keep is self-evident, even he can understand this. It was the fall of Goldstone Ridge that caused the complete loss of the flanks of the defense line. Similarly, abandoning Windhowl Keep would transfer all of this pressure to the east, putting Fine Sand City and Sunken Pond Bay in the same predicament.
He originally thought that the First Army would defend this city to the death until it was completely swallowed by demons.
It was certainly fortunate to survive, but he did not feel as relaxed as he had expected. If the First Army was completely defeated, not only would the deaths of his clansmen become meaningless, but the hope that the clan had finally seen would also vanish.
Only because he adhered to the duty of obeying orders and trusting the Grand Chieftain did he not express these questions in front of his two companions.
"May the Three Gods accept their souls."
"May the Grand Chieftain protect their rebirth."
After praying silently according to the customs of the Sand People, the other person changed the subject, "Don't think about these things, let's talk about something relaxing. You may not know, Lord Iron Axe will come to inspect the camp tonight, and there will also be a play performed here!"
"Performance... a play?"
The Commander-in-Chief's visit in person will inevitably bring new orders in addition to boosting morale, which is not surprising. However, something like a play seems out of place with war... The Sand People do not have such elegant hobbies. He does not understand why the two people look so excited.
His teammate obviously saw what he was thinking, "That's right, the famous Starflower Troupe is coming!"
"So?"
"Have you not heard anything about it? Jore. Silvermoon of the Aosha clan is one of the members of the troupe!"
……
After a round of circling, the Seagull landed steadily at the airport of Cage Mountain Pass.
Nana Wa stepped off the ramp and immediately followed the medical staff to the medical camp.
"Report the condition of the injured," she said, putting on a white doctor's coat while walking non-stop, "The bed sorting is still based on the regulations in the first aid manual, with priority given to those with injuries to key organs."
"Yes," the nurse acting as an assistant replied quickly, "Currently, the camp has taken in a total of 326 wounded, of which 55 are critically ill, and the beds are all arranged in Tent No. 1. In order to extend their survival time, most people have taken excessive doses of retardants."
"Retardants are not a problem, just pay attention to anti-shock treatment after failure - if the pain is too intense, use Dream Water to interrupt the aftereffects first. You should have already prepared the Dream Water to be poured in later, right?"
"Y-yes."
The assistant replied.
Although this was not the first time assisting Miss Angel, she still found it difficult to adapt to the fact that this petite, cute girl who looked no different from the girl next door would issue instructions calmly and confidently like an experienced senior scholar.
"By the way," Nana Wa stopped in front of Tent No. 1, "The treatment equipment that I asked to be prepared earlier, has it been prepared for each patient?"
"Yes, but..." The nurse hesitated, unconsciously using honorifics, "Are you really planning to treat so many patients at once?"
Based on past experience, it would take at least several days of water-flowing treatment to truly bring more than 50 seriously injured people back to safety.
"Of course." Nana Wa smiled at her, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they will all survive."
Looking at the other person's confident smile, the nurse felt that the worry in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot.
She took a deep breath and followed Miss Paine into the tent.
……
After putting on a pair of special rubber insect gloves, Nana Wa stood in front of the first patient's bed.
The evolution of the Adult Day allowed her ability to gain new characteristics, so that the original simple summoning ability could be attached to objects and would continue to heal the surrounding injuries.
Compared to directly infusing magic to heal before, the effect of the new ability was obviously not as good as the former, at least it could not make the wound heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. But similarly, it consumed much less magic, and she did not need to continuously use the ability herself - this was the biggest advantage of the enchanted ability.
As long as the enchanted object existed, the patient's wound would slowly heal, which gave Nana Wa the possibility of treating multiple patients at the same time. More importantly, it fundamentally eliminated the pain caused by the need to rotate treatment for a long time and repeatedly damage the patient's wound when there was insufficient magic. After the advanced awakening, she had experimented in the rear camp of Sunken Pond Bay. A piece of gauze attached with her magic could last for several days to a week, which was enough to get a seriously injured person out of danger.
The only problem was that after the magic was exhausted, the object would not disappear on its own, but would remain in the patient's body. At the same time, in order to maximize the effect of the magic, the enchanted object must be as close as possible to the most severely injured part. Therefore, Nana Wa referred to the medical textbooks of the Dream World and regarded sutures and gauze as the first choice inside and outside.
She picked up the scalpel, skillfully cut open the wounded man's blood-stained abdomen, found the broken end of the intestine pierced by the bone spear, and quickly sewed it together.
The thin thread made of sheep intestines can be naturally absorbed by the human body, and does not need to be taken out even after healing, and can basically be regarded as a perfect medical material.
Of course, suture lines are a bit powerless when it comes to hard injuries such as fractures - but these types of injuries will not endanger lives for the time being, and can be left to doctors and nurses to deal with.
The medical system of Neverwinter City has developed to this day, from the initial emergency treatment to a group of medical staff who can independently implement simple treatment.
"Suture the incision after draining the blood, next."
"Yes!"
"Set up a drainage strip for the wound and monitor the changes in his condition."
"Leave it to me."
"Saw off this leg first, and then find a way later."
"Understood!"
"..."
In Nana Wa. Paine's instructions, the medical staff were all put into tense and orderly treatment. The medical camp suddenly became another noisy new battlefield.