When Xiao An heard the order from the person opposite him, he barely hesitated before hurriedly pressing his hands down on the greater demon in the hospital bed before him.
The greater demon lying on the bed had already had one leg crushed, and his abdomen had suffered extensive injuries as well. After receiving basic medication and bandaging on the battlefield, he had been rushed here.
As the greater demon began trembling uncontrollably from the pain of his wounds, blood spattered onto Xiao An's face.
Xiao An's expression barely changed. Besides the fresh blood that had just splashed onto his face, there were bloodstains that had long since dried. But this did not affect him; he focused on the task before him, holding the wounded patient down on the bed to keep him from moving.
At that moment, many other beds were in the same situation, with countless medical personnel hurrying back and forth.
Although the wounded struggling constantly from the pain were all gritting their teeth and enduring it, the pain in their bodies was difficult to suppress.
Nearby, mages and Soul Masters were continually casting healing magic and healing Soul Skills to ease the wounded patients' suffering.
When Xiao An had first arrived, he too had been using healing Soul Skills.
Xiao An had not actually reached adulthood yet, but his talent and diligent cultivation had already brought his Soul Power to level sixty-nine. It would not be long before he became a Soul Saint.
Moreover, Xiao An's control over the elements was growing stronger and stronger, to the point that even some Demon Gods marveled at his Spiritual Power.
Of course, at Xiao An's age, he certainly would not have been allowed onto the battlefield.
But after this war broke out, it produced vast numbers of wounded