Sitting in the tent, Tilan changed into a special uniform, first putting on a pair of rare rubber gloves, then draping a waterproof coat over herself, tightening the cuffs, and finally putting on a special bird beak mask with activated carbon and incense filled inside the beak to manage any strange odors that might occur.
From the outward appearance, it was hard to relate the shadow wrapped entirely like a black crow to the usual Tilan. More people instinctively thought of her as a skilled doctor who was accustomed to witnessing life and death.
The first person to enter was a young Wolf Blood Species from the King Camp. His leg had recently fractured, but he hadn't much money for treatment. Initially, he was extremely anxious, fearing that the bone would heal poorly over time. Having heard some internal news from the Wolf Blood Species today, he hurried over at the first opportunity.
While others hesitated, he'd already urged his companions to help him into the tent.
