The strongest healer

Chapter 138 Eight Hours

Song Shi returned to the big tent, walked through the aisle, and started repairing the injury from the innermost bed No. 1.

There are 150 beds, and one person needs to be responsible for 15 beds.

The other nine people came up with the areas they were responsible for, separated by 15 sheets from the previous person, and started today's work.

The only sounds in the entire tent were the sounds of pain and suffering from the injured, who tried their best not to make any noise too loudly.

They heard this afternoon that the university would transfer a group of support students tomorrow.

The group of young healers in front of them are all freshmen and sophomores at Tomorrow University and do not have much practical experience.

This may be the first time they have been so close to the front lines.

If the situation hadn't been too critical, they wouldn't have risked their lives to come here, separated from the alien beasts by only a wall, and work in such a primitive environment.

So they tacitly gritted their teeth and held back howls of pain, so as not to scare these healing students and let them focus more.

The ten healing students had almost no communication with each other, and all their attention was focused on the injured parts of the patient's body.

While they were repairing, they were inevitably distressed.

Most of these soldiers are the same age as them, around twenty years old, but they have to face strange beasts on the battlefield and protect the entire Eleven Base with their ordinary bodies.

Their injuries were so severe, but they remained silent.

They couldn't help but speed up the output of repair power, just to save the soldiers from suffering.

The healing speed of the healer is unquestionable.

The injured patient who is still lying on the hospital bed dying on his front legs can sit up on his back legs and regain his vitality.

Ten healers joined the battle, and hospital beds were constantly being vacated.

After each soldier was repaired, he would hold the hand of the student who saved him and thank him, and then rush to the battlefield again without wasting any more time.

There is a sensor device installed on the bedside. When it detects that the bed is empty, a message will be sent out, and a new injured patient will be brought in soon.

This cycle continued, and the number of injured in the tent changed one after another.

Until 2:30 in the morning, nine out of ten people were paralyzed from exhaustion.

Ignoring the dirt on the ground, he sat on the floor, dizzily leaning against the bed and resting with his eyes closed.

The long-term mental depletion cannot be relieved at all in a short while.

But the 150 hospital beds in the tent are still full.

The soldiers lying on top needed timely treatment.

The students were a little desperate.

On the one hand, he has exhausted his mental energy, and on the other hand, he sees the dying lives on the hospital bed.

All this tortures everyone's soul.

I just regret that I didn't work harder and accumulate more mental power when I was in school. Now I can only wait for my mental power to recover in agony.

Compared with them, Song Shi's mental power was like a bottomless pit.

Continuous and stable output, the patient on one bed is cured, and he immediately moves to the next bed.

While everyone else was paralyzing from exhaustion, she was still busy.

"Senior sister, take a rest."

The girl wearing a bow on her head handed Song Shi five bottles of nutritional solution.

Her bow was crooked, and there was dust on her cheeks from nowhere. Her whole body was not as delicate as it was at the beginning. Her head was gray, but her eyes were sparkling. It's like I have discovered the ideal and belief in life and progress.

"This is a nutritional solution applied by the school and the federal government to provide all healing students, five bottles per person per meal."

Person 189…

Song Shi removed his hand from the 189th soldier's shoulder, carefully tucked his newly grown arm back into the quilt, and reached out to press the green call button on the bedside.

Seriously injured patients will fall asleep after being repaired. At this time, people need to move them to a rest room to wake up on their own.

The empty beds should be reserved for other injured patients.

After pressing the call button, Song Cai turned around and took the five bottles of nutrient solution from the girl with a bow tie. He pulled one out and poured it into his mouth.

During this period, two soldiers carrying a stretcher came in from outside the tent, jogged to Song Shi's side, picked up the sleeping soldier lying on the bed, put him on the stretcher, and carried him away.

Song Shi's mental strength relaxed a little.

Although 666 people were repaired in one go at the school before, the symptoms of those people were all muscle soreness, and the mental energy consumed to repair one person was negligible.

Today we are facing soldiers with serious or even life-threatening injuries. Healing each one requires a huge amount of mental energy.

Song Shi repaired 189 people in a row, and the mental power points in his body had dropped to 101.

Song Shi decided to stop.

The remaining mental power could still repair some injuries, but Song Shi did not forget that he was on the front line, separated from the alien beasts by a wall.

The walls of the base will collapse as soon as they are told, and the tide of alien beasts will attack as soon as they are told to attack.

She couldn't allow herself to truly become a helpless healer.

The remaining mental power is what she uses to protect herself.

"Where are the others?" Song Shi drank five bottles of nutrient solution and scanned the tent. Counting her, there were only seven people left.

The girl explained, "Everyone's body can't hold on even if we stay here all the time, and our mental strength also needs time to replenish. The nine of us discussed it and decided to work shifts every eight hours so that everyone has enough rest time."

Seeing Song Shi frowning, the girl thought that Song Shi disagreed, and quickly said: "You were busy at the time, so we didn't bother you. Then all nine of us agreed, so we decided like this for the time being..."

"If you feel that eight hours of rest is not enough, we can re-discuss and add more." The girl looked at Song Shi questioningly.

Anyone with eyes can see that Song Shi's workload is much greater than theirs, and it must consume a lot of mental energy. Just because they can get enough rest in eight hours doesn't mean that Song Shi can.

They respected the ideas of Song Shi, a freshman girl.

"No need to add more, I can do it." Song Shi frowned and said expressionlessly.

She frowned just now because the black energy was too annoying. Seeing that her mental strength was weakening, he rushed to hit her.

"That's good." The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, my name is Chen Yueqing, a sophomore. We've been taking care of each other these days." She extended her hand to shake Song Shi's hand in a friendly way.

"Song Shi." Song Shi introduced briefly.

In fact, her name needs no introduction. These healers who came here have heard of her name as early as in school.

He can heal 666 people in one day. This mental power reserve is enough to envy all the healers in school.

What's more, Song Shi's performance of killing everyone in the fraternity games vented all the grievances accumulated by the healing department over the years.

Chen Yueqing was a kind and attentive girl. She noticed the fatigue between Song Shi's brows. Although she wanted to chat more with this legendary school girl, she gritted her teeth and held back.

"Senior sister, go back and rest quickly. Just come back in eight hours. The six of us will bear it first."