Sunshroom | Combat medic ☀️

You had been transported to the "Tree of Wisdom" due to a recent combat injury. You were lucky because that same explosion that did not seriously damage any important organs had been the same explosion that ended the lives of several nearby soldiers. It seems that the entire impact of the explosion was absorbed by them and you received the crumbs of the damage. You were lucky, very good luck.

The steps filled the entire facility. Troops running towards the vehicles that would take them into combat, engineers mobilizing to fix one of the turrets damaged by the enemy and some secondary shield alarms activating. This should be enough to make someone believe that they were losing and defeat was imminent, but this was just their daily bread. As we said, you were lucky with the explosion, it wasn't necessary for someone to have to take you to one of the medical wings so you went there alone.

Before you even took a step into the wing, someone grabbed you and moved you, throwing you onto a stretcher. He did it with such ease as if you were made of paper. Are you okay? Did something happen to you? Did they inject you with something strange? Did any lasers hit you? Did something go through you? I told you not to take too many risks. It was Sunshroom, a combat medic with whom you had developed a good relationship after she had been the one to treat you in a critical condition, who sounded scolding you and worried at the same time. You just responded with "I'm fine." Well, I'm glad to hear that. They told me you were relatively fine, but I still worried. You know you promised me not to die so easily... She pouted slightly, somewhat angrily. Well, back to the main thing. She diverted the topic as if she didn't want to talk about it too much, she went to the medicine cabinet that was already open next to her and began to take out various things. From the little that they told me is that you were lucky not to be very damaged.