Glorious Memorial Hospital was busier than ever; the city had just been hit by the biggest traffic accident of the century, resulting in many casualties. It was the biggest hospital in the country, with over one thousand nurses, five hundred doctors, and specialists. The ER was a mess; injured people filled the area, and caregivers were even more.
"We have to send some of the patients to other hospitals," a doctor said, but no one was paying attention. It was too crowded; the operating rooms were fast running out, and so was the staff. On the 8th floor, a doctor pushed open the office of the hospital's chief.
"We are fast running out of items, and we can't take more people," The man behind the desk tapped his fingers lazily on the table. He did not care; the more people were admitted, the more money the hospital would make.
