It's all one flower.

This morning, at the [Jump] of the soprano singer Oratorix, we will go around the clinic where there is a full-time pharmacist (Kusushi) and the section where we will give him a sun protection tent for the field.

I planned to have lunch, and from the afternoon, I would update the boundary of the section bordering the Great Forest with Road Guard .

In the clinic of the seventh section, full-time pharmacists and other medical personnel were busy dealing with patients with heat stroke, and ultimately, it was not a situation where magic drugs could be made.

It got cooler in the morning and evening in September, but it was still hot on a nice day.

Amiela, the needles, said hello, put two liters of sunflower oil on the clinic desk, and jumped to the next compartment.

In the 18th section clinic, patients who had been stung by hungry bees (wasps) were brought one after another from the field, and it was like a battlefield panic.

A full-time pharmacist (kusushi) creates an insect bite reversal in the examination room, and the nurses give the patient a drink from the end of completion.

"There is a disciple in the back, please give it to me"

Yes, I'm sorry to bother you!

When the oratorix called from the door, the elderly male pharmacist replied briefly, sewing between the chanting and the examination.

Represented by Amiela, she goes to the back of the door separating the clinic from the living quarters.

At the end of the hallway, a wooden sign of the "Dispensing Room" hung on the door. Knocking, the boy responded with a voice.

“Good morning, it's sunflower oil for wound medicine and medicine wrapping paper (Yakuho).”

When Amiela tried to lower the backpack, the boy, who was about a junior high school student, fully opened the door.

"Uh, come inside."

Is that okay?

"Yes, it would be easier to put your luggage on the chair"

Thank you.

Amiela returned her smile and entered the dispensing room.

There are a large number of crates of drained medicinal herbs under and around the work desk.

In the smell of entering the plexus, I sewed a narrow gap and approached a wooden square chair. Place the [lightweight] backpack on the chair and lower the folded sunshade tent between the lid and the body to take a breath.

On the work desk, there is a large plate with light brown powder, a milk bowl and pestle where the powder that has been crushed is stuck, an upper plate balance with copper (fun) on one side, a wide mouth bottle of plough ticks, medicine wrapping paper and a ballpoint pen.

For some reason, the medicine wrapper was kept separately in two small white plates. One of the plates is stacked with a medication wrapper stating "anti-cough" and yesterday's date.

When Amiela gave her an envelope containing five hundred sheets of medicine wrapped paper, the dull blonde boy repeatedly thanked her with a weeping smile.

"I was able to cough up lots of cough pads, but I was going to subdivide them one adult at a time, and I only had this medicine wrapper, so I was thinking about what to do."

"You came just in time. Good."

One of the plastic wide-mouth bottles is empty, but the other is clogged with powder of the same color as the powder piled up on a large plate. Both labels on the bottle are "anti-cough" written with a pencil and the date of yesterday.

Amiela placed two liters of sunflower oil on her desk.

"I wish I could make more medicine, but I still can only make cough medicine from insect cotton"

Huh? Did you make this?

"Yes, yes, at the magic medicine center, the people and students of the company started to sort things out, and they arrived full of tools, so people without power at the meeting place started to powder the exterminating coal of insects and magical beasts, and I was able to reduce it."

The boy leaned down, his dull blonde hair hiding his face.

Even though I'm only a junior high school student, it's amazing to be able to make magic medicine

”However, I studied first aid in the booklet I got the other day, but it didn't concern the person who was stung by a hungry bee (wasp). Now, all I need is a poison killer, but I can only make a cough suppressor, and I'm completely useless.”

The boy's voice sank into self-loathing.

... I wonder if someone told me that it was a terrible thing?

"It's not like that." Now that you've done what you can, it'll be a little easier for you if you're a chemist, and you can afford to make other medicines. ”

"No, no, no, but... that's not true"

"This cough medicine will help patients with all kinds of coughing diseases, and it's really helpful."

Amiela, the needle, remembered the manager of the tailor's shop and gently called out to the boy who seemed to be frightened of something.

"Ho... really?"

"It's true."

The boy looks up at Amiela.

"Now, I may not feel that it's still useful for someone, but if you focus on what you can do now, you'll understand, so don't worry."

And Amiela said that, and left the eighteenth clinic.

The clinic in the twenty-seventh block was also crammed with a large number of wounded and sick, and the few medical workers were as busy as eyes.

Again, an elderly female pharmacist (kushi) told me to put it in the dispensing room in the back.

I helped Oratorix wash away the wounded's blood and mud with Pilot Water . Amiela, the needle, was sorry that she still couldn't use Fucking Water well, but she rushed to the back of the clinic to escape with the black-haired princess Archione.

In the dispensing room, a young man with green hair and an old woman with half brown and half gray hair were working.

Both are certified by the pharmacist [Thinking owl] There is no school insignia, but the people of the lake make wound medicine, and the old lady makes brown powder medicine from cotton bugs.

The upper shelves are lined with plastic bottles filled with black, red, and brown powder, and the middle and lower shelves are filled with square plastic containers. All the labels are "wound medicine".

"I brought you sunflower oil and medicine wrapping paper."

Huh? Are you coming for anything other than your usual replenishment?

A green-haired young man listened while putting a lid on a square plastic container.

“I bought it from the advertising revenue of the videos we appeared in.”

"Thanks, I just ran out of it."

"A lot of injured people are coming now, right?" Can you help me get it to the infirmary? "

Grandma will continue the work now, and we'll give it to her.

A green-haired young man stands up and pulls an empty cashier basket from under his desk. I took them in front of the shelf, laying them on the floor.

Archione puts a plastic bottle of sunflower oil on the desk, and Amiela puts out an envelope containing the medicine.

It's pretty heavy, so be careful.

The green-haired young man moved the square plastic containers on the shelves one after the other into the basket. Both of you go into the other two cages.

When I hold the handle, it bites into my hand and hurts. The three of them took the edge of the cash register to the examination room.

Older female pharmacists apply wound medicine to patients who have been washed and disinfected, and cast spells in their mouths. The nurses took the basket and began applying it to the other patients.

I still have it, so I'll bring it all.

The three of them rushed back to the dispensing room.

While transferring the container of wound medicine from the shelf to the cash register, the young man voiced.

"We managed the herb garden, but we could pour water on it, and even people without strength, so I was taught how to make magic drugs one by one, and this has been happening for about half a year."

It's tough, isn't it?

Archione fills the cage with the wound medicine and hits the hammer.

"It's the patient who's in trouble." Even though there's a lot of medicinal herbs, I can't make them without oil. "

"When it gets cold, you'll catch a cold, but you won't be able to pick cotton bugs, so I'm making lots of cough suppressants right now."

The old lady wrapped the medicine in a wrapper with a completely familiar touch.

The three of them took all the wound medicine on the shelf and returned it to the doctor's office.

Even with deep wounds, concentrated wound medications can be used once, but the wound medications must be repeated many times alternately to speed up the application and medication effect.

... but there's a lot of wound medicine here, so it's still better.

The three of them moved to the next compartment thinking that their back hair would be pulled.