Good Healer 8

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I led the count I had met in front of the Green Flag camp into the tent.

The inside of the tent was cramped.

“Where is this…?”

“A space prepared for people whose treatment might be a bit embarrassing.”

You might think shame has no place in a disaster like this, but even in situations like this, privacy matters.

Especially for patients who need treatment below the waist.

And, though I don’t really want to say it explicitly,

there are sometimes trash like that who take advantage of the chaos to do sexually vile things.

Even in a disaster, setting up separate privacy rooms is standard practice...