He's occupying a young city guard named Garrett. Problem is, the world thinks he's just a green recruit straight out of nowhere – no clue about his different vibe. But here’s the kicker: when this kid gets stabbed during what should be an ordinary mission (wait, maybe that part needs rethinking), all these old medical procedures start flashing back in my head.
His guts are hanging out? Hold steady, I need to stitch him up properly – layer by layer, like a surgeon who's seen way too much inside trauma. Epithelium, muscle... yeah. Then the weird part: I gotta suggest they cast their healing spell *after* I'm done patching things up, not before.
And this? This ain't just experience messing with his head. It feels more like ancient knowledge got jammed into a modern brain – wait no, a teenage one now. He's got zero comfort talking to patients; all he knows is technique and that strange pull to bring healthcare here, *really* far from the usual.
He’s dreaming of building something solid: a hospital! But good luck with that in this world where everyone still kinda believes in divine magic and ancient lore. You bet it'll be messy. Fanatical preachers gonna get involved? Politics will probably stab him eight ways to Sunday? And there's always those shadowy secrets lurking beneath the surface of everything holy.
Who *is* he, then? A miracle worker using forbidden science? Or maybe a heretic with some messed-up new tricks? Could be both, or something else entirely baffling. One thing’s for damn sure though: this isn't the Garrett anyone expected. He's got secrets and skills they never knew existed.
What happens when you try to stitch up wounds in a world built on faith and magic? That's the whole messy premise behind *A Hospital in Another World*... or is it just another messed-up daydream for poor old Doctor Garrett?