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1474. The frustration of military doctors

It's not like he has a scratch on his body.

A baffled explanation by the military doctor folds his large body over the table and slips the ears of a distressed demon soldier from right to left.

Ensign Lazutochik, standing beside them, devoured.

"Do something there...! At least just painkillers."

"If the cause of the pain is on his body, it works, but as far as [seeing] him, his body is a healthy body like an example."

"So why don't you [anesthesia] put him to sleep?

"General anesthesia is difficult to manage, such as breathing. As you can see, I'm a [Blue One-Winged] spelldoctor, and I can't handle any respiratory aids or infusions."

"The Doctor of Science..."

It's still a makeshift hospital.

"Temporary? Where?

... that there are no doctors in the Army Hospital?

Demon soldier Rubel doubted his ears.

A brunette military doctor answers Ensign.

"It's an autonomous region of Listver. It was driven out by a measles epidemic, and I'm not going back."

The "patient" rubel alone eating off his teeth with a fatty sweat makes the two voices progressively louder.

"Then, private collection…"

"Private hospitals in the city of Topoli are all full floors. Medical manpower, medicines, medical devices! I'm missing everything!

"This demon-mounted soldier is a precious person who can serve a special demon."

"Citizens' Hospital is accepting simple beds side by side down the hallway."

The military doctor holds his fist.

"It's not just the healers. There's not enough clerks to read the medical records properly, cleaners to disinfect them properly, and everything!

Demon soldier Rubel blurred to recall watching a newspaper article reporting that the day after day "the extraordinary government recruited restoration workers for the city of Topoli" while waiting at the Topoli base.

Domestic refugees who were burned out in air raids, albeit on a daily basis, flocked to projects directly under the authority of the bureau that would certainly pay daily allowances.

Asylum-seekers from all over the country returned to the eastern part of the island of Nenia, but injuries continued due to unfamiliar work.

Having taken a heavy look at the situation, the Fraxinus congregation requests the clergy of the city, who were not damaged by the air raid, to help with the treatment. Sometimes the number of healers is initially low, and just a few were dispatched, water on the baking stone.

To make matters worse, measles was brought in.

The Interim Government, fearing the blockade of the airport of Topoli, laid down press regulations, but no doors can be set in people's mouths. The base naturally passed on the epidemic situation.

Domestic asylum-seekers sought employment and shelter and influxed from all over the island of Nemoralis to the city of Topoli on the island of Nenia.

The prefabricated quarters for the recovery workers are overcrowded.

It instantly spread from one patient to the entire quarters, from the quarters to the neighborhoods, and did not take much time to spread throughout the city of Topoli.

Outside public offices in the Republic of Nemoralis, as well as large companies with branches and outposts in foreign countries, did everything in their power to scratch the vaccine.

It was surprising that the Nemus Liberation Army also asked trading companies and others in neighbouring countries to commit themselves to ending the epidemic.

At the time the rumors were passed on, within the Topoli base, expectations swelled that we would now be able to discuss domestic peace with General Unuk Elhaia.

Until now, however, neither the Interim Government nor the PLA have even shown signs of walking over.

Rubel tried to think without clamping, trying to deflect attention from the pain somehow, but nothing changed.

"In half a century of civil unrest, a generation of working people who couldn't get vaccines are falling apart."

The voice of the military doctor stabs him in the weak body with pain.

"I don't know what kind of monster he signed up for, but I don't have any extra medical devices for healthy people. Even though, we're losing manpower because of the air raid. Besides, does the Second Lieutenant know what the city of Topoli is like now, taken by the Autonomous Community?

"In case he has, more people could lose their lives..."

"Now! With enough manpower and supplies, the sick people you should be able to save are dead and not enough for a funeral parlor!

The military doctors don't let Ensign tell everyone, they just get dissatisfied here.

"I'm the only healer left on this base right now. All the other curse doctors, science doctors, nurses, pharmacists and pharmacists, at the request of the mayor, went to a medical facility in the city of Topoli."

"Then call back..."

"It took me two months for me to make a request until the dispatch was decided, and I'm this asshole!

Ensign Razootchik silently took the frustration of the military doctor.

"The reputation of General Al Jadi in the city of Topoli and Prime Minister Kripeus... the Second Lieutenant is naturally grasped, right?

With the bluntness of the movements of the military and the temporary government, it is more obvious than to see the fire that the grievances of the citizens increase. Rubel can also easily predict what lies ahead.

"We boiled down to the bluntness of the movement of the Ministry of Health, and General Al Jadi sent a healing hand from the temple first, consulting with your relatives' clerics. Civilian control or civilian control requires the Prime Minister's approval to move military doctors."

The military doctor deepens the frown wrinkle and puts a sharp eye on the Ensign.

The approval of the Prime Minister is also required by a majority of the Cabinet in order to prevent arbitrariness.

When doctors to protect the people say they have to because of the system to prevent the army from going wild, they can't move quickly.

It is not this military doctor alone who stands in the way of a system that stiffens and hinders rescue.

"The Military Medical Palace"

When Ensign Razootchik corrected his posture, the [blue one-wing] school military doctor also changed his expression.

"Please save this demonic soldier to protect the Nemoralists, who are unilaterally convicted of evil and denied human rights by Kirkurs around the world"

"I am also aware that the enemy is not Artel alone. But......"

The eyes of a military doctor are poured on the Lord of the Users who cannot even lose consciousness at the table.

Rubel's pain runs all over his body, and whatever posture he takes is not mitigated. The tooth that was eaten up became pale, and the fist that was gripped became white.

Silence was forever felt in Rubel, who stretched his whole body to endure the pain.

"If you just don't let them die, not liberate them from pain... it's possible"

"Regards"

Ensign Razootchik paid the most tribute and followed the Army Hospital's office.

A military doctor affiliated with the Army Hospital at Topoli Base turns to the Lord of the Users Demons, who can protect the citizens of the Republic of Nemoralis. [Seeing] in a gentle voice like someone else from when I confronted the Ensign, I gently touched Rubel's forehead.