Cries of astonishment rose one after another. Behind their thick protective face shields, the doctors stared wide-eyed at Lin Mo in the center of the tent.
It was as though they had seen a miracle walking among mortals.
"Squad Leader!"
The shout made Lin Mo turn his head.
The soldier who had first led the way rushed in as well, throwing himself toward a stretcher.
The man on it had a bright red bloodstain across his chest. He had long since lost consciousness, his breathing as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.
The soldier turned his head and looked at Lin Mo pleadingly.
"Sir..."
Seeing this, Lin Mo immediately walked over to the stretcher.
"Don't panic."
With that, he murmured an incantation, and Holy Light lit up his palm again.
As everyone watched with bated breath, color returned to the wounded man's paper-white face at a visible rate.
His tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, his chest rose and fell more strongly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
The soldier who had led the way was overjoyed, tears spilling from his eyes.
"Squad Leader, you're finally awake! You're all right! You're all right!"
"You scared me half to death!"
The squad leader still looked somewhat dazed, but when he saw the soldier throwing himself toward him, his body's instincts acted faster than his brain, and he shoved him away.
"Get lost! Stay the hell away from me! I've been exposed to radiation! It's contagious!"
The soldier staggered from the shove, but instead of getting angry, he grinned and wiped away his tears, crying and laughing at once.
"It's all right, Squad Leader! The chief healed you!"
"Healed me?"
The squad leader could hardly believe it. Instinctively, he touched his chest, which he remembered being crushed inward by falling