"Will Timely Rescue Company's medical coverage be better than the Tyran Army's medical units?" Guilliman asked.
"Of course not, but they have a large number of retired military doctors and automated medical drones they developed themselves. At the very least, they can be useful in places the Tyran Army's medical units struggle to reach," Qin Mo said. "If you are an injured Astra Militarum soldier, they will find a way to pull you off the front line. They have armed security licensed to operate in war zones, ample medical supplies, and medical personnel."
"There were not many wounded in the war against those skeletons to begin with, because getting hit by a Gauss Rifle meant certain death."
"But if someone was caught in the aftermath of the giant war machine's bombardment, survival was possible."
As he spoke, Qin Mo pointed to the back of the contract.
"I bought the highest tier of medical insurance for you, the other Primarchs, and your Legion Commanders."
Guilliman turned to the back of the contract.
The cost of medical insurance for one Primarch was equivalent to that of an Astra Militarum infantry regiment numbering over a hundred thousand.
Naturally, the medical coverage provided by such an expensive insurance policy was unimaginably generous.
If Primarchs were willing to share their vital signs and carry small teleportation beacon devices, then whenever they were injured or surrounded, armed security forces specially licensed to form in war zones and combat medics would reach their side by methods including, but not limited to, orbital drop pods and civilian teleportation technology.
The armed security forces would hire elite retired commanders from the Tyran Army to plan and command operations. Combat medics possessing both front-line combat experience and medical expertise, along with elite Tyran Army veterans with distinguished service records who