The nurse nodded blankly, after she left, she specifically went to examine the patient’s arm, and to everyone’s amazement, there wasn’t a single trace of blood seeping out, it was truly stopped by a bottle of alcohol.
Realizing this, the nurse was stunned and also a bit scared, only now did she become aware that the person was one of the refugee camp managers and also a superpower user, her earlier behavior had been too disrespectful and dismissive.
Su Mo, on the other hand, paid no attention to the complex emotions of those behind her and moved on to the next severely injured person.
This one was more critical, conscious, and not very old, a man in his early 20s with short hair, his throat slashed, caught by a Wind Power user outside the refugee camp during some conflict, luckily he was brought here by a companion.
When Su Mo came over with the supplies, a man, nearly fifty, was with him.
Seeing her white coat, the man showed no disrespect, only continuously pleading for her to save the patient.
From the two similar faces, it was clear they were father and son.
Setting down the alcohol, Su Mo crouched beside the patient and lifted the gauze from his neck, looked for a while, and said, "Could you ask the nurse to bring me some stitching needles and thread?"
"Of course, of course!"
The young man lying there, his face covered in blood, moved his lips wanting to speak, but Su Mo pressed his mouth to stop him, "The wound is very deep, don’t talk now, it might be a bit painful, but you’d better endure it."
She looked very cute, and she had a magical comforting aura about her, the young man thought, and he calmed down, his clear eyes following her movements.
She poured the alcohol onto the gauze, gradually moistening his cut neck.
It stung a bit but was bearable, soon, a tingling sensation spread from the wound.
The young man’s eyes widened in disbelief, no one understood the feeling of wounds healing better than someone who had survived through the apocalypse wearing and tearing.
Su Mo didn’t care about his gaze, the middle-aged man outside had brought the nurse over, along with the required needle and thread.
"I’m going to stitch now, there’s no anesthesia, if you don’t want me to pierce through your throat, bear with it," Su Mo said after sterilizing the needle.
The man nodded slightly, and she didn’t hesitate to insert the first stitch, because there was still some Biluochun Tea residue on the surface, there wasn’t much bleeding.
And the young man was tough, enduring it forcefully.
As Su Mo was halfway through the stitching, several unwelcome guests arrived.
The father and son’s expressions were clearly agitated.
Especially the father, who stood up immediately and blocked the few tall men, "You’ve already hurt him this much; isn’t that enough?"
"Stealing our food, broke one of my arms, how could that be enough?" The newcomer with water-blue hair, sharp and thin features, shook his freshly bandaged hand, flaunting an insouciant demeanor.
"That was clearly our food!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, his chest heaving visibly from frustration.
Su Mo glanced up during the stitching, seeing a man of small stature.
She ignored them, diligently continuing her stitching.
Seeing her in the white coat, the men who came to cause trouble were immediately captivated by her face, chuckled, and approached, "Didn’t expect there to be doctors as young and cute as you."
The nurse who had been previously mistreated couldn’t help but say, "Sir, mind your language..."
She was abruptly cut off, the man rudely interrupting, "Shut it, I’m a superpower user, which woman wouldn’t be lucky to have me? Coveting her is her honor."
Su Mo finished the last stitch, stood up after finishing the work, her tone emotionless, "You fled from Gucheng City, but you haven’t grown up at all."
"What the hell do you mean?"
The man got angry and tried to move the middle-aged man blocking Su Mo out of the way to grab her.
"What are you doing! She’s just a girl!"
The man, well into his years, had no superpower and could only be rudely pushed aside.
Su Mo looked at the middle-aged man sprawled on the ground, her eyebrows knitted together. "I’m giving you one chance to apologize."
All eyes landed on her face, the adversary jeered, "What are you thinking, doctor?"
He extended a hand, nails caked with filth, reaching toward Su Mo’s face.
She pursed her lips and disappeared right on the spot the moment the hand reached out.
When she reappeared, it was right behind the sharp-faced man, and with force, she kicked directly at his shin.
The man instantly dropped to his knees in front of the wounded boy, crying out in pain.
"You’re a superpower user!"
Su Mo grabbed his hair and faced the boy, softly commanding, "Apologize, won’t you?"
"Dream on! A speed superpower user, what can you possibly do to me!"
Invisible Wind Blades shot from his fingertips, pressing straight toward Su Mo.
With her right hand, a Wooden Shield appeared instantly, blocking the Wind Blade. She then straightened up and kicked directly at his back.
The imposing aura of a Level 5 Superpower User was fully unleashed.
Su Mo shouted coldly, "This is P City’s refugee camp, not Gucheng City. Everyone must abide by the rules here. If you dare to run wild on our turf, be prepared to get out!"
Now, being a high-level superpower user and a female, many were intimidated by her.
The man at her feet widened his eyes, not daring to stand even as Su Mo lifted her leg.
"Don’t let me catch you causing trouble, return everything that belongs to them," Su Mo once again grabbed the man’s aquamarine hair and yanked him to his feet, her round eyes staring indifferently at him.
"Understood...understood," he stammered.
The commotion quickly drew the soldiers responsible for maintaining order. Su Mo waved her hand, indicating that everything was fine.
The throated boy kept staring at Su Mo, his eyes filled with gratitude, just like his father’s.
Ignoring if it would reopen his wound, he painfully squeezed out two words, "Thank you."
Su Mo ignored him, instead gathering her things and moving on to the next person in need.
She continued working from noon until evening until Lu Chen came to call her.
The tall man, with a straight back and steady steps, entered. His emotionless phoenix eyes swept around before landing on Su Mo, who was squatting on the ground. His expression thawed and he walked over briskly.
"It’s time to eat," he stated.
A large shadow fell over Su Mo’s head, a cool palm rubbed the top of her head.
She looked up, smiling, "Just a moment, this is the last one."
After finishing what she was handling, she was pulled up by the man, and they went over to the doctor to return the medical files, "Ten people, all done. The rest is up to you guys."
The doctor took them, the nurse behind him nodded her head. He exclaimed in surprise, "They’re all out of danger?"
"Yes, just need some rest and there shouldn’t be any big issues. I’ll be going now, will come back to check tomorrow," Su Mo nodded to him.