Chapter 193: Disaster Area Seed House

The rain continued to fall.

In the ruined city, samurai crabs roamed, carefully searching under the lead of the Weapon Master for any trapped survivors showing signs of life. Walls continued to collapse around them, but only they could withstand such impacts.

In a simple tent on an open ground, Dr. Feng Ying finished treating a wounded person.

"Doctor, will my hand ever grow back?"

The wounded person was an eight-year-old boy named Bei Ta.

He looked at his right hand, of which only the upper arm remained, covered in thick bandages.

Fortunately, they had enough anesthesia, anti-infection medication, and hemostatic tools; otherwise, the amputation's mortality rate would have been very high.

Dr. Feng Ying never lied to her patients, "No."

"Oh."

The boy seemed disappointed.

Dr. Feng Ying said, "However, when you grow up, you can get a prosthetic arm. The precision of today's prosthetics is so high, they're almost indistinguishable from a real hand in everyday use."