Free Web NovelChapter 287: Chapter 287: Combat Medic
"Aah, ugh..." Screams and wails echoed through the makeshift field hospital, casting a grim pall over the atmosphere.
Ning Xuan bustled throughout the hospital, moving from one medical tent to the next. In just a few short days, she had demonstrated extraordinary healing efficiency. She and Dean Wen together handled 90% of the hospital’s entire patient load.
Ning Xuan could treat spiritual contamination, purge mutated toxins from the bloodstream, and heal external wounds. It was safe to say there was no injury she couldn’t treat.
Furthermore, Ning Xuan’s stamina for continuous healing was astonishing. Dean Wen was over a hundred years old and a veteran SS-level Spirit Controller, yet her endurance in providing treatment was nowhere near Ning Xuan’s.
"Oh, Xuanyuan, we truly owe you so much this time," Dean Wen said, taking Ning Xuan’s hand with a look of fond affection. "There are so many injured people. If it weren’t for you, I couldn’t have held on this long by myself. Many of the wounded would have gone without treatment, and if that had happened, the atmosphere here wouldn’t be nearly this good."
Whether or not injured soldiers received timely treatment had a huge impact on the army’s morale.
This latest batch of seriously wounded patients had all been treated. The remaining injuries weren’t severe and didn’t require Ning Xuan or Dean Wen’s attention, so the two of them finally had a moment of leisure.
"A far cry from when you were trying to shoo me away. You see my value now, don’t you?" After spending the last few days together, Ning Xuan and Dean Wen had developed a friendship of mutual admiration, and they spoke much more casually with each other than before.
"I know, I know," Dean Wen explained. "I was just worried that your Marshal would find out you’d followed him and be concerned. After all, I had previously suggested to him that you join the field hospital, and he refused. He’s the supreme commander on the battlefield, and they’re facing extremely dangerous conditions out in the Star Domain. I was afraid it would distract him and affect his performance."
"He still doesn’t know me very well. It’s understandable, though. We haven’t spent much time together, after all," Ning Xuan said pensively.
On the fifteenth day of the war, the number of casualties suddenly skyrocketed. Even some High-level Generals with Spiritual Power Levels of SS-level and above began to appear among the wounded and dead.
On this day, Ning Xuan treated a High-level General who was showing signs of mutation, his Mutated Degree spiraling out of control. After receiving treatment, his injuries were still severe enough that he needed to remain in the temporary field hospital to recuperate.
To speed up his recovery, Ning Xuan employed a Golden Needle Acupuncture treatment. On the third day of this treatment, the general awkwardly confessed his feelings to her, expressing his hope to become her Contractor.
Not wanting to reject a hero who had fought for the Federation so harshly, Ning Xuan could only ask Dean Wen to step in and turn him away.
From that day on, Ning Xuan wore a ferocious-looking bronze mask whenever she treated the wounded to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Unfortunately, even with the mask, people continuously came to express their admiration for her.
Ning Xuan had snuck along, originally wanting to get a glimpse of the interstellar battlefield. Who would have thought that ever since she entered the field hospital, she’d been so busy she couldn’t stop? In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. The number of patients who were seriously wounded or killed outright was increasing. As Ning Xuan was treating a patient, her heart suddenly clenched, and a tightness spread through her chest, making it hard to breathe.
"Look, it’s the Marshal!" someone shouted, looking up into the distance and pointing excitedly.
A behemoth tens of meters long, covered in thick scales, appeared in the sky. Its black scales shimmered with a metallic luster, each one as sharp as a blade and radiating a faint, chilling aura.
Its gaze was locked on its opponent: a Starry Sky Beast twice its size. This particular beast was SSS-level.
This SSS-level Starry Sky Beast was known as the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake. Six pairs of translucent, membranous wings extended from its spine, and with a single gentle flap, it could fly a thousand miles.
Its body seemed to be composed of countless nebulae, constantly shifting into different forms.
Soon, the two behemoths collided. A colossal BOOM echoed out, a sound that seemed powerful enough to shatter stars. Ning Xuan couldn’t help but feel her heart ache with worry for Ying Yaoshi.
In the end, the war had come down to a duel between High-level Combat Powers. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Ying Yaoshi’s battle was the most prominent one, but countless other duels were unfolding elsewhere.
"Go, Marshal!" someone yelled softly.
The Win Snake spat a black mist that dissolved the scales on the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake’s back, leaving behind charred pits. Roaring in pain with enough force to shatter the clouds, the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake opened its maw and spat out a volley of sharp, black icicles.
The two behemoths fought fiercely, trading blow for blow. As Ning Xuan watched the battle, her anxiety grew.
The Win Snake collided with the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake. With a resounding BOOM, the entire Star Domain trembled.
Although the fight between the two behemoths seemed evenly matched, the Win Snake was Ying Yaoshi’s Companion Spirit. Despite its immense size, its master was human. Even as a Spirit Controller who had long been at the SSS-level, Ying Yaoshi was limited by his human form. The sustainability of his Bloodline Energy was far inferior to that of the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake.
If the fight dragged on like this, Ying Yaoshi was bound to lose.
Fortunately, it seemed Ying Yaoshi had other plans. The Win Snake suddenly vanished during a collision, replaced by a massive meteorite. From that moment on, the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake repeatedly slammed into the meteorite. The giant snake’s scales began to flake off, and it even started to bleed.
The battle raged for an entire day. When the Mecha units, armed with heavy artillery, joined the fray, the tide slowly began to turn.
"Xuanyuan, have you and the Marshal completed a Spirit Connection?" Dean Wen asked with great seriousness.
"No, why? What’s wrong, Dean?" A bad feeling welled up in Ning Xuan’s heart.
"The Marshal is injured. You’ll be in charge of treating him in a moment. Once this battle ends, there will certainly be many more wounded. Don’t worry about anyone else then; the Marshal’s injuries will likely be quite difficult to handle," Dean Wen said, her voice filled with concern. freewebnovёl.ƈom
"Don’t worry, Dean. He’ll be fine," Ning Xuan said, comforting her.
Just then, the battle in the sky finally concluded with the defeat and death of the Abyssal Scale Giant Snake.
When Ying Yaoshi arrived at the hospital, his face was pale. His Companion Spirit, the Win Snake, had shrunk to the size of his palm. Many of its scales were missing, and it looked utterly wretched.
Ning Xuan gently picked up the small snake. Ying Yaoshi’s gaze followed her fingers and landed on her. Ning Xuan removed the mask from her face and gave him a slight smile.
"Long time no see, Marshal Ying," Ning Xuan greeted him nonchalantly.
Ying Yaoshi stared at her, stunned, then frowned. "Xuanyuan, what are you doing here?"
The state of a Companion Spirit directly reflects its master’s health. When the master is injured, near death, or their power level drops, the Companion Spirit shrinks down to its juvenile form.
