Chapter 88

Bai Xuan and his party were asking for the location of the Medical Room.

The task of randomly picking a lucky staff member to get information from fell to "Stelle."

"Stelle" was now a big celebrity and a big hero on the "Herta" Space Station.

Her deeds, besides defeating the Antimatter Legion and the Doomsday Beast, also included being valued by Ms. Herta and having a good relationship with Station Master Asta, which were somewhat off-the-wall content.

However, thanks to these titles.

When the staff member saw "Stelle's" face, they provided the coordinates of the Medical Room without any reservation.

"Herta" Space Station Base Zone, Reception Center, turn right on the second floor.

"CPR! CPR!"

"Blood oxygen concentration is too low, prepare to push thyroid hormone!"

"Damn it, liver hemorrhage! Hurry up and get artificial blood!"

"Hemostatic forceps!"

"Is there anyone else who can move? Notify the child's family to come here!"

"..."

Just as March 7th walked to the corner along the stairs, the sounds coming from the Medical Room made the smile on her face fade.

And as her gaze shifted, she saw that there were also quite a few staff members standing and sitting outside the Medical Room.

Some had their heads bandaged, some had their arms in slings, and others had used books to bind their legs.

The atmosphere was incomparably oppressive.

There were also a few wounded who had their limbs severed; they had only received simple hemostatic treatment and bandaging.

Painkillers alone couldn't eliminate the pain of the wounds, let alone resolve the mental agony after losing a limb.

Sadly, they didn't even count as seriously injured at this moment.

The truly seriously injured had long since stopped making a sound when they were sent here.

Various sounds of pain were constant:

"It hurts... Mom... it hurts..."

"Uh... ah..."

"Woo..."

As scholars, as researchers, as top geniuses on their mother planet, when had they ever suffered to this degree?

Just at this moment, they saw a doll bear less than half a meter tall jumping toward them not far away.

Hanging on its body was a round canvas bag, which seemed to be stuffed with all kinds of fabric.

Looking at this scene, their attention was diverted slightly, and the pain in their bodies was also alleviated.

Curios with the "alive" trait like this were rare.

Immediately after, they saw the doll bear stop, as if it had seen their miserable state.

Subsequently, the doll bear opened its mouth.

It took out a sewing needle from inside, then took out a few pieces of cloth and a large ball of cotton from the canvas bag, and started doing handicraft work in front of the wounded.

Before long, the doll bear had sewn something similar to a foot sole using these things.

Once completed, this doll foot sole disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The principle was unknown.

The next moment, the staff member who had lost their foot suddenly went limp, leaned against the wheelchair, and fell into a deep sleep.

And almost at the same time, the bandage bound to their severed limb began to bulge, eventually forming the shape of a foot sole.

Through the gaps in the bandage, one could see the color of the foot sole, which was the same as the fabric.

Even more magically, where the flesh connected to the doll foot sole, no more blood seeped out.

It seemed that what should have been growing there was the doll foot sole.

And.

As the staff member made various movements in their dream, the doll foot sole's toes would contract and stretch.

After "SCP-2295," the Bear with a Patchwork Heart, finished all this.

It cast its gaze toward a man who had lost his arm.

Not long after.

This man also went limp and fell asleep.

Not far away.

Herta watched this scene, dumbfounded.

The doll organs made of fabric and cotton really completed the missing parts of the wounded.

Although idealistic power indeed existed in this world, it was relatively rare for it to be idealistic to this extent.

Herta had no clue about this for the time being.

However, this was a good thing for the staff members.

If the doll bear hadn't appeared, they would only be able to live with prosthetic limbs for the rest of their lives.

And looking at the doll bear's behavior, it was quite like "until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha."

What kind of selflessness was this!

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