"Get her out of here, now!"
Ye Nai gave a low shout, unwilling to allow her crying to affect the mood around.
The teammate next to him didn't dare to say a word and hastily dragged the Sanitation Officer out of the room.
Through the door, Shi Lin patted the Sanitation Officer on the shoulder, waiting for her to finish crying and calm down on her own.
There was no helping it, those of the Healing System were treated like precious darlings, and being medical students, they had good grades, but that was just it—good grades. The clinical skills training was limited to what they were taught at school, so suddenly standing at an operating table, trying to save a teammate's life, and crumbling under the pressure was not incomprehensible.
With no one watching, Ye Nai's movements became bolder, drawing upon the mycelium beneath the ground to release a large number of spores, extracting energy from the air before entering the injured soldier's body to repair his torn and ragged flesh.
