At the military hospital's entrance, the previously gossiping soldiers, many deviants in the surrounding area, and Dr. Leah gaped with widened eyes when they saw the "Death Reaper", still in her hospital uniform, treating Sarah's wound on her side.
Keiko nimbly and skillfully did the procedures: disinfecting the wound, injecting the anesthesia, stitching, and bandaging it. If they hadn't heard the rumor that she was as fierce as a war goddess on the battlefield, they might have mistaken her as a kind and gentle doctor.
The wound was treated in less than twenty minutes.
Keiko washed her hands in the basin that Dora brought, then untied the military card hanging around her neck and handed it to Dora.
"Your mother has lost a lot of blood. Take my military identification and go to the hospital cafeteria with Dr. Leah. Remember, don't cause any ruckus, and don't take too much."
After that, she said to Leah again, "Leah, please trouble you."
"Fine, it's just that Red Date might not be available. That thing is very rare."
"It's okay. As long as it's something that can replenish the blood."
"Why do you need to eat these things for blood supplementation? The effect is too slow. I can go to prescribe blood supplements, but even I can't prescribe too much of this thing, only up to 5 vials because you're the only one who requested it," Leah said.
'O-oh yeah… there is something like a blood tonic here; how can I forget it!' Keiko sweated inwardly.
"Then I'll trouble you. She really lost a lot of blood, so she needs to replenish it as soon as possible."
Keiko originally wanted to donate her blood to Sarah, but she wasn't quite sure whether their blood types were compatible or not. And she didn't expect that something like blood supplements would appear in this era. It seemed that blood transfusions had been eliminated.
Dora put the military card back on Keiko's neck again, then took a step back, knelt down, and gave Keiko a deep bow.
"Thank you for your help, benefactor. This saving grace couldn't be repaid in this lifetime."
Keiko helped her up and said with a light smile, "You don't need to be like this. What if others see it and think that I'm bullying a little girl? And don't call me benefactor in the future. I have a name. My name is Keiko."
"...sorry...thank you..." Dora cried again.
"Don't cry; everything will be okay," Keiko smiled at her, reached out, and touched her head.
The deviants around them who witnessed Keiko saving Sarah were now rushing forward one after another, hurriedly kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads to Keiko and crying.
"O Saint, please save my kid..."
"Praise the goddess! Please save my father!"
"Help me, my leg...my leg is broken..."
"..."
Keiko hurriedly exuded some pressure to keep the deviants in check and reminded them.
"Don't be in a hurry; come one by one. Severe emergencies come first; minor injuries come later. Please be considerate of each other."
Seeing that armed soldiers were surrounding them, of course, these deviants did not dare make too much noise. They did obediently according to what Keiko said.
With Diana's help, Keiko sorted all the deviants there according to the severity of their injuries and then began to treat them one by one.
After treating the last patient, Keiko sighed tiredly, and her body seemed to be soaked in sweat. She didn't realize that it was already so late. When she glanced at her bracelet ID, it showed the time had already passed 6 PM.
She suddenly felt soft fabric brush her forehead and saw that Diana was carefully wiping the sweat on it.
"Thank you," said Keiko, showing a charming smile.
"Ah… I-it's okay. I just want to help you," Diana muttered softly and slightly blushed as she was captivated at the moment by Keiko's handsome face.
Seeing Diana's shy expression, Keiko couldn't help but smile. 'This is how a little girl like her is supposed to be,' she lamented quietly as she reflected inwardly.
At the entrance of the hospital building, a lot of injured patients and medical staff in hospital gowns gathered, all watching the liveliness here.
Keiko was actually still not fully recovered. After being busy all afternoon, mostly squatting or bending over to work, and was utterly exhausted and in urgent need of rest.
She ignored the curious gaze around her and just dragged her tired body back to the hospital and back to her ward. Finished her dinner, she quickly fell asleep right after.
Leah put her to sleep, stood beside her bed for a while, sighed, and slowly turned to leave.
***
Just before Keiko fell asleep, Jeanne was on her way to Trudheim's Zerg Counter Invasion Military Headquarters.
She had just finished visiting Donna when she received a message from Frode that Judas's 180th Airforce Division had arrived at Trudheim at 13:00.
Upon their arrival, a blitz counterattack was launched, and the Zerg and predators in the city were quickly expelled by the joint effort of the Airforce Division and Garrison Soldiers. The clearing basically finished at 16:48 in the afternoon.
They are still doing investigation and cleaning work so that there were no zergs or predators that accidentally missed out or were hiding in Trudheim territory.
These investigations are left to the general troops.
The 180th Division has already been stationed in the Trudheim region, and now Frode has just met with Judas. He hoped Jeanne could come quickly to fulfill the promise.
When Jeanne strode into the large conference room of the combat command, Frode and a middle-aged male officer with an extremely stern face were sitting on both sides of the long table with their own people.
As soon as she stepped in, she immediately felt the tense atmosphere in the air. Both of the parties were currently engaged in a staring match.
Jeanne raised a smile and walked to Frode's side, then greeted General Judas.
"Lieutenant General Judas, it's been a long time. My father asked me to say hello."
The middle-aged male officer stood up, brushed off the folds of the high-ranking general's uniform, placed his right hand on his left chest, bowed gracefully, and said.
"It's my honor to see Miss Armstrong again. Thank you for General Armstrong's concern. I'm quite flattered."
He stood up straight, his eagle-eyed sharp eyes turned to Jeanne, and the conspicuous nasolabial lines around his nose and lips made him look even more majestic.
This was Judas Escarte.
He looked elegant and refined on the outside, like a highborn from a noble family, but his true self was a murderous demon king who climbed out of hell without blinking an eye.
Jeanne suddenly felt intimidated by his presence.
She had only experienced this sort of aura of superiority from her father and several veteran generals.
Among some major generals and lieutenant generals, only the Cold-Blooded Demon, Judas Escarte, could give her this shivering feeling.
But she didn't care too much. She had long been used to her father's majesty and had her own way of coping.
Jeanne stepped forward, stretched out her hand, shook hands with Judas, and sat down on the empty seat beside Frode.
"Pardon me for the late arrival. Have I missed something here?"