[Zhongyingmei] Surprised!She is in love with a man

"Please gather all therapists who don't have patients on the first floor." This sentence suddenly sounded in the St. Mungo's Magic Hospital in the morning, which was not a good sign.

Lilith met Draco and Morton on the way to the first floor, and Draco glanced at her and walked forward on his own.

Moulton paused and waited for her to catch up, "Is this what happened?" He hadn't been in this situation since he came to St. Mungo's, calling all the therapists.

"Maybe there was an accident, hopefully not." Only a major accident would require so many therapists, and Lilith had one.

Obviously, the god of luck did not fall on them this time, and an accident did happen.But it's not the wizarding world, it's the Muggle world.An explosion occurred in an indoor stadium in Manchester, England, where a concert was being held at the time of the incident.

This means that there are many people inside, and there are even more casualties.

"When will healers heal Muggles? I thought it was a wizard's hospital." Draco said disapprovingly, obviously he didn't value anything about Muggles, not even their lives.

"The Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government have been in communication. If they encounter a place where they need us, we will help, as long as we cover up the traces." Lilith didn't want to argue with him that the life of a Muggle is also precious.

After the war, the Ministry of Magic had more contact with the Muggle government. They not only wanted to protect themselves, but also hoped to coexist peacefully with Muggles.

More and more Muggle-born wizards choose to work in the Ministry of Magic, and they are also maintaining and promoting the link between wizards and Muggles.

Lilith picked up the potion bag prepared in the pharmacy, and handed one to Moulton.Looking at Draco who was motionless, he said, "No one will force you to go, Mr. Malfoy. You can stay in St. Mungo's and take care of the patients on the fifth floor."

"What? Does Miss Winter think that a former Death Eater can't save people? Or doesn't deserve to be a healer?" Draco felt satirized, and he couldn't stand the verbal stimulation.

He picked up the potion bag on the table and followed them to Apparate to Manchester.

There's no rule that he has to save people, just pretend he's not good at spells like he did when he was playing tricks on Lilith, Draco thought.

The Manchester Arena, which suffered a terrorist attack, is located on the north side of the city center. According to Muggles, it can accommodate [-] people. It is the indoor stadium with the largest number of seats in the UK and one of the largest indoor stadiums in Europe.

At the concert just now, a man detonated "an improvised bomb", and he was killed in the explosion.

Other injured people are being rescued, and Lilith's group of healers also put on the white coats of Muggle doctors.

"Pay attention to concealment, remember to cast the confusion spell, if it doesn't work, use the forgetting spell." The lead therapist instructed them.

The overcrowded gymnasium was in chaos because of the explosion, and people who were not in the middle of the explosion area fled in all directions.

The police were evacuating the crowd, and Lilith and their target were seriously injured people. In this case, it was difficult for Muggle medical technology to maintain their vital signs.

Lilith walks towards a woman lying on the ground, as the floor of the gymnasium is pitted from the explosion.Her leg was blasted and she can't move now.

Lilith dug out a bottle of hemostatic agent from her bag, poured it down, and then began to work on her bloody leg.

"I can't feel my leg anymore, doctor, am I going to be amputated?" The woman reached out and grabbed Lilith's arm. She was very weak now due to excessive blood loss.

Lilith still held the wand in her hand, she turned slightly to block the wand, and comforted the patient, "No, I promise you can still walk on your feet in the future. You close your eyes and rest for a while, and I will send you off right away." You go to the hospital."

Probably because of the doctor's affirmation, she finally fainted with peace of mind.

Lilith cleaned her wounds and cast a healing spell.To prevent her from discovering the abnormality, the healing spell only extended to the wound outside the bone, which still looked quite scary.

"Is there a doctor? Can someone help my baby? She's unconscious. Is there a doctor?"

Lilith followed the sound and looked over, a woman holding a little girl in her arms was shouting to the surroundings.

Malfoy stood a few steps away, but he didn't look like he was going to help them.

"Move her outside and watch her legs." Lilith pulled a firefighter over and handed the young woman to him.

Then she grabbed the potion bag and ran towards the mother and daughter, who took the little girl and laid her down.

"Please believe me, ma'am, I will do my best to save her. But your wound also needs to be treated, drink this bottle of medicine first."

Lilith handed her a bottle of potion, and the people who had just experienced the terrorist attack were so terrified that they drank it without even questioning what it was.

After examining the little girl, Lilith's hands stopped moving, and she was unable to cast any spells.

She has lost her young life, potions and spells are not omnipotent, Lilith can't help her.

"Please be sorry, it's too late." Lilith looked at the little girl who seemed to be in deep sleep and whispered.

"No," wailed the lady, "my child, O God, why did you take her away?"

The mother hugged the little girl tightly regardless of the wound on her body, her tears mixed with the blood on her head and flowed to the ground.

Lilith's hand holding the wand was trembling slightly, and this scene reminded her of when Seid was brought out by Harry.

He was hugged by Amos lifelessly and did not respond.

"Winter, there are more people waiting for rescue." The leading wizard reminded Lilith who was stunned.

Lilith blinked away the tears in her eyes, cast a healing spell on the mother, and made sure that there was no other damage to her body before walking to the next person in need.

Draco, who was standing aside, looked at the dead little girl, her mother was crying heartbreakingly.

There is a voice in his heart telling him that they are just Muggles, they have no ability, and birth, old age, sickness and death are their normal state.

Only weak wizards cry because of Muggles, such as Lilith, useless sympathy.

"You think she's just a useless Muggle, but in her mother's eyes, she's the cutest little angel in the world. Your mother loves you very much because you lied to Voldemort. So does that mother, she can Do anything for your own children."

Lilith didn't know when she stood behind him, her eyes were still red, but there were no tears.

"Just a healing spell, and you'll save a family. Malfoy, there's no distinction between Muggles and wizards when it comes to death."

Draco stared back at Lilith, her white doctor's gown already dusty from constant contact with the ground.

He didn't answer yes or no, just kept silent.Lilith didn't have time to wait for his answer, and after she finished speaking, she ran to a place further inside the gymnasium.

It was closer to the source of the explosion, and there were more seriously injured people around.Wizards mixed with doctors and used magic to treat patients.

There are several people lying on the ground with no one around, and they are labeled as dead.

People die every minute in this world, but they never thought about the way they would meet it.Maybe you just came out to see a concert, and you never expected to encounter a terrorist attack.

Lilith stood there watching the people coming and going in front of her, the wailing of the patients and the comforting words of the doctor, all kinds of voices mixed in her ears.

"I'm only responsible for filling them with potions, and you're here to heal them." Draco pulled Lilith towards a man whose back was full of blast wounds.

He tried, but couldn't convince himself to touch the Muggle.He was almost bruised beyond recognition.

Lilith cast a levitating spell, causing the man to turn over. Unexpectedly, the injury in front of him was more serious, and a fragment of a dick was stuck in his chest.

"Maybe he can't drink the potion anymore, he's completely unconscious."

Lilith frowned and helped him deal with the injuries on his body, "There should be white fresh in the potion bag, take it out and drip it on his wound."

Malfoy dug out the fresh water and dripped a few drops on his back. Green smoke rose immediately, and after the smoke cleared, the bleeding from the wound stopped, and it looked like it had been healed for several days. Look, new skin on top of growing tender flesh.

"We're going to take him out, the pieces in his chest can't move." Lilith found a stand beside her and put the man on it.

"Hurry up, before they notice." She urged Malfoy onto the other side of the rack.

Draco glared at her, the young master of the Malfoy family had never done any work by himself when he was at his worst.

The struggle was fruitless, and Lilith simply ignored him.Draco had no choice but to lift the single frame and transport the man outside.

"Let's go, let's go, the patient has fragments in his chest and needs to be rushed to the hospital."

Lilith walked to the side of an ambulance and said to the doctor above: "The fragments in the chest are not hurting the vitals, but they cannot be raped here, and they should be rushed to the hospital."

The people in the ambulance took the single frame, closed the door and drove out of their sight.

"He'll be fine, as long as the bleeding is stopped when the pieces are pulled out." Lilith said firmly to Draco, looking up, "Look, saving them isn't that difficult, is it? You can do it."

"Before you preach to me, do your own thing, look at the way you look now. I can't believe you are such a person who doesn't pay attention to image, why didn't I notice it at the beginning?" Draco glanced at the blood-stained pair hand, gave her a freshen up.

The dust all over Lilith's body disappeared, and she looked brand new.

The author has something to say: This incident actually happened in the UK. I forgot when it was, and the death toll is quite a lot. The terrorist attack is really terrible.

In addition, give the favorite little angel a meme ^3^