Opening a Hospital in Another World Can't Be That Hard, Right?

A story about an emergency room doctor who works himself to death from overtime and transmigrates into another world.

The sails of the Age of Sail have already been raised.

The steam engine has not yet begun to roar.

The glory of the Lord of Radiance shines upon the continent, while on the island across the sea, the churches of the gods and the mages together support royal power.

Dwarves walk freely through the cities of the kingdom, and the legends of werewolves, vampires, elves, dragons, and more have never faded.

And Wu Zhou, the emergency room doctor who died from overwork, transmigrates into the body of Gret, a teenage city guard, in such an era.

Teammate: “Bad news! The captain is seriously injured, and his intestines are falling out!”

Gret: “Lift me up. I can still stitch him up!”

Gret: “Close the abdomen.”

Teammate: “...Huh?”

Gret: “...Give me a Minor Heal. Right, press it onto the place I sewed so it will grow back... no, first press the layer I stitched, the muscle layer, wait and heal it later...”

Gret: “Remove the stitches.”

Teammate: “...Huh?”

Gret: “This is bad. The healing spell was too fast, and the stitches grew into the wound!!!”

What kind of brilliant sparks will fly in this other world when modern medicine meets magic and divine arts?

Gret: Learn magic, learn divine arts, expand territory, clash with the Church of the Lord of Radiance... Whether you believe it or not, I really just want to open a hospital.