The upgraded operating room had become much more spacious, but they were in no hurry to take in more patients. They planned to rest for the morning and pick up the pace in the afternoon.
Strange was debriding the first patient. Even after staying up all night, he was not sleepy. There was nothing else to do here anyway, so he might as well cure one patient first.
Wanda went to the ward to rest. Perhaps because she had often drunk stimulants before and had built up some resistance, she still felt a little sleepy after pulling an all-nighter. She lay down on a hospital bed and promptly fell asleep.
She entered a dream, but perhaps because she had not been here long enough, it was blurry. It felt as though she had been chased through a pitch-black world the entire time.
Schiller was smelting ore in the Lounge. He placed the ore collected from patients' corpses into the modified furnace, where a fully automatic bellows controlled by magic blew the flames brighter. Schiller stared at the ore in the fire with gleaming eyes.
The three of them busied themselves with their own things. None of them noticed that the words on the paper atop the desk had vanished, replaced by new writing.
"First Aid Doctor's Work Rules:
1: If you discover that the eyes in a portrait have moved, immediately grind Bright Eye Grass and Aconite Root into powder, place it in a small incense cage, and set it beneath the portrait until its eyes close and shed tears.
2: If the fireplace flames flicker three times, immediately remove all wood from the fireplace and stay away from it until the flames stabilize.
3: If the image in the full-length mirror mutates, immediately hide in the wardrobe and recite