Tap, tap, tap—
Soon, Qian arrived near the Camp hospital.
Before he even got close, he heard waves of pained groans.
Qian's footsteps paused slightly, then he continued walking forward.
Turning a corner, he saw wounded men covering the ground. The sounds from just now had come from them.
At this moment, dozens of Medical Ninja in white uniforms were moving among them, constantly bandaging their wounds and treating their injuries.
As for why they were lying on the ground instead of going inside the hospital?
It was very simple. There were not enough beds inside, so the seriously wounded had to be given priority first.
So, in a sense, being able to lie here could be considered a kind of luck.
Qian was watching everything before him.
Suddenly, a Medical Ninja came up to him and said, "You're Jonin Qian, right?"
Hearing this, Qian glanced him over.
Judging from his Chakra Amount, he should be a Special Jonin.
With that level of strength, his status among Medical Ninja was definitely not low.
So he nodded and replied, "That's me. You are?"
Hearing this, Shi Changpu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My name is Shi Changpu. I'm the captain of the Third Medical Squad. Captain Nara has already told me about your situation. This way, please!"
As he spoke, he reached out and guided the way ahead.
Seeing this, Qian followed him, bypassed the wounded on the ground, and went straight into the hospital.
After entering, he could see seriously wounded men lying in the wards one after another. Some were at their last gasp, some were unconscious, and some were even missing arms or legs outright.
In short, the situation was terrible.
Qian was certain that even if all these people were healed, a large number of