It's all one flower.

Although it was a lunch break, at the ninth clinic in the refugee camp, it was not possible to take a leisurely one-hour break during "lunch" hours.

Of the six full-time medical workers, two are science dentists and physiotherapists. Patrol the shed in the compartment with oral care, bed rest prevention, rehabilitation, etc.

In addition to the science otolaryngologist theme, the clinic is operated by one scientific nurse and two magicians, a singer of the refugee aspirational curse song [Healing Wind], a magician's hygiene supervisor, and a person in charge of preparing sick food.

Septentrio, a medical volunteer dispatched by the Amitostigma Medical Association, Pharmacists (Kusushi), Pharmacists' Association, Nurses' Association, etc., is in charge of each of the separate compartments one day, and will be in charge of each one in 35 days. The Obstetrician and Curse Physician of the [Kamikaze] school is the only medical practitioner who lives in a refugee camp and is on patrol. There is only one obstetrician, so I go around the block where the pregnant woman is.

General volunteers also worked in the clinic to disinfect, wash, clean, assist with treatment, and assist with the diet of inpatients, but there were variations in the number of people coming on a daily basis.

There are college students coming for the summer holidays, but on weekdays when nothing happens, the number of people decreases significantly.

The impact of economic sanctions also dropped to less than a third of peak times.

Relatively many external volunteers came today, but the good weather led to an increase in heat stroke patients and a lack of manpower at all.

Well then, first of all...

In anticipation of the interruption of the surgical patient, the curse doctor, Septentriou, slid himself into the clinic kitchen with the door thinly open. The odor like the stool of a person who ate a scented vegetable pierced his nose and accidentally slapped his face.

Before the curse doctor opened his mouth, the green-haired volunteer explained that she was sorry.

"I'm sorry, it smells. I was just cutting apart the roots and vines of Paederia and washing them."

Really? Thank you for your hard work.

The cardboard boxes next to the dining table are piled with stuffed potatoes. A volunteer holds the box and the curse doctor holds the kitchen door with his hand.

Well then, I'll go dry my clothes.

What about lunch?

I brought it to eat at the meeting place.

Good job ~

Thank you very much. Is it already this time?

Hurry up!

Two pharmacy students start clearing a messy table with medicinal herbs and oil bottles. The cooking station is also full of materials that are being processed and utensils such as the upper plate balance and milk bowl. I don't have a place to serve the lunch that I took from my supporter Marjana.

Curse Doctor Septentriau also helped pack containers of wound pills into cardboard boxes.

Forty-five liters of trash bags filled with medicinal herbs are piled up in the hallway leading to the living room.

"I'm sorry for the mess."

"The person I just received just sorted out the wound medicine with the paederia and insect cotton, but the others are still the same."

"Ah, no... it's tough to suddenly get a lot of them, isn't it?"

The three of them packed the wound medicine and opened the table.

"Thank you for waiting!" I'm sorry I'm late. "

I was distributing lunch at the surgical ward first.

There's no place to get it out of the [Unlimited Bag] here

I heard the volunteers from the examination room.

Today and tomorrow, to use the kitchen for magic medicine making, the temple volunteers will make and deliver lunch and dinner for inpatients in the city.

It is also to rest the person in charge of cooking sick meals.

Wounds, medicinal oils, and containers were prepared by yesterday.

"There's definitely not enough extra, this."

It seems that the identification and sorting is sufficient for the additional portion.

"Eh... but..."

A girl student turned to a pile of garbage bags blocking the hallway.

Curse Doctor Septentriou recalls that the Yakuza (Giggle) Awelana tactfully makes a lot of magic pills.

If you clean up after yourself, you can use the space widely and move efficiently.

"Oh, that's right. The professor often tells me that, but it's too late."

The boy scratches his head and smiles bitterly.

As long as you two don't have enough hands, you can ask the residents to help you clean up.

Huh? Is that okay?

“There are many people in the lot who can help you when the patrolling pharmacist (Kusushi) comes, so you can call him.”

Huh? There are people who say that, right?

The two students looked at the examination room with surprise.

The curse doctor Septentriou twisted his heart and neck.

... why isn't anyone here today?

After cleaning up the table, I shook one of the [Endless Bags] I had left behind upside down. A white paper box hung with the usual [cooling] rolls out.

The other bag is for dinner and I gave it to Dr. Techoma as soon as I got here this morning.

"One box at a time for you. Don't be shy."

Curse doctor! It's an emergency!

The kitchen door slammed open and the vigilante shouted. The smell of blood mixes with the bad smell of Paederia.

“Consider it your job to eat a good meal when you can eat it.”

After telling the two students, the curse doctor Septentrio returned to the examination room.

A vigilante with a handmade spear tells the situation quickly.

"There was a bear in the herb garden and three people were scratched." The bears boiled their blood with Fucking Water , but they were all terrible.

Three? What about the other two?

One man moaned while lying on the examination table.

I was the only one with the power, so I'm bringing you here!

The vigilante youth jumped out of the clinic, saying:

Apparently, I was surprised. There were no defensive wounds, and the right ear was scratched with a claw from the right head to the left cheek, leaving a thousand cuts.

I was lucky not to have nails in my eyes.

Receive a sterile mass of water from the temple volunteers and hang it with [Healing Water]. Magic water crawls through the wounded body and instantly repairs the wound.

"Ahh...!"

The pretty cured face looked familiar.

A patient in the queue makes an anxious voice.

Is something wrong?

Ah, no. I was the one who talked about it a while ago.

"What should I do if I make a rumor?" What were you talking about? "

The patient got up herself and asked the curse doctor.

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