Reincarnated with the Country System

Chapter 71 Medical checkups for slaves

Kira and several medics arrived to conduct a health check on the slaves. The slaves' quarters were an old warehouse located next to the fort's stables.

The inside of the warehouse was dark and dirty, lacking proper lighting and ventilation. Dirt was caked on the walls and garbage was strewn across the floor.

Kira felt a sad feeling in his heart as he saw the conditions of the place. He noticed how unsanitary the place was.

They saw many slaves sitting on the floor in dirty clothes. Many of them looked tired and sick. Some of the slaves had expressions of worry and hopelessness on their faces.

When Kira and the medical team entered the warehouse, a look of fear was visible among the slaves. They looked at each other as if they were afraid of an unknown danger. In a dark corner of the warehouse, an old slave slowly stood up and talked to Kira.

"Please, sir," the old man implored, his voice trembling, "do not disturb us; this is our only rest after a hard day of work from our master. We are also begging to not hurt the woman and old slaves."

Kira said, "Relax, old man, we are not here to hurt anyone. We are here to do a medical check-up on all the slaves."

The old slave asked, somewhat surprised, "What is a medical check-up?"

Kira facepalmed and explained, "A medical checkup is done to check if you are sick or not."

The old slave's expression of concern became clear. He looked at Kira and said, "Why does Master want this medical checkup? Is it because he will sell us to another person? So what will happen to the sick slaves? Don't tell me they will be disposed of."

Kira said a little annoyed, "Shut up! Old man, let's start with you now."

The old slave was a little shocked. "Why me?"

Kira replied firmly, "You are the closest. If you resist this check-up, you will be in deep trouble if your master knows you have not been checked."

Kira called the doctor over. "Please, check this old man's health." The doctor and other staff quickly began examining the old man and the other slaves.

Time passed quickly. After a while, the data collection was complete. They were to write down what they had learned about the health status of the slaves.

Kira and the doctor sat down to review the data they had collected. The doctor said, "Most of the slaves I have examined are malnourished and infested with parasites such as fleas and head lice. Many of them have 'boils' (furuncles), which are caused by the unclean places they always sleep."

Another doctor said, "I think we should give them ointments for the boils, we should also give them a bath and let them use some soaps and shampoos. Also, we still have some medicines, we should give them that."

Kira looked a little worried and said, "The medicines won't be a problem but telling them to bathe might be a problem."

The doctor said confidently, "Don't worry about that, I already have a plan. Tomorrow, before our departure, they will be 100% clean."

Kira was somewhat reassured and said, "Well, I guess we already solved that problem with the slaves."

As they continued to discuss, Kira noticed the old man watching them from a distance, his expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Kira decided to approach him again, wanting to ease the old man's fears.

"Hey, old man," Kira called gently, trying to soften his earlier tone. "I know this is all very confusing for you. But it's for your own good."

The old man looked up, his eyes filled with cautious hope. "You really mean that, sir? You are not like the others?"

Although they were initially scared of Kira and the others. They thought maybe they would give them more work. But nothing like that happened. They were rather surprised as the doctors expressed concern about their wounds and malnourished condition. Because no one thought about them before. They understood from their conversation that these people would give them food and medicine to heal their wounds.

Then another slave comes to Kira. It was one of the younger slaves, a girl no older than sixteen, with wide, fearful eyes. She hesitated before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sir, are you really going to treat us?"

Kira turned to her, surprised by her sudden appearance. "Yes, We will also provide you with bathing and food, in addition to providing treatment."

The girl looked down, her hands wringing together nervously. "But what if the master finds out? He does not like it when we are taken care of."

Kira felt a surge of anger at the thought of the master treating these people as mere objects. "I understand your fear, But don't worry, we have permission for this."

Kira took something out of his pocket and gave it to the girl.

"What is this, good sir?" the girl said, a little surprised.

"This is chocolate. I gave it to you to eat."

Kira tore open the chocolate packet and gave it to the girl.

Kira watched as she hesitated for a moment, then slowly unwrapped the treat. She brought it to her lips, taking a small bite. The moment the rich, sweet flavour hit her tongue, her eyes lit up with surprise and delight. "It's... it's so good!" she exclaimed, her voice rising with excitement.

The girl's eyes shone with unshed tears. "Thank you, sir. I have never eaten such delicious food in my life."

Then the old man spoke up, his voice trembling slightly, "Sir, are you truly okay with giving us, the little slaves, something so valuable?"

Kira glanced around and noticed the other slaves watching intently. Their expressions were a blend of curiosity and longing, their eyes fixed on the chocolate in the girl's hands. It was clear they wanted to test it, but fear held them back. They exchanged glances, hesitant to voice their desires as if they were afraid of drawing attention to themselves and incurring the wrath of their master.

Kira took a deep breath. "Don't worry," he said, his voice steady and reassuring. "You are going to our country, and it is our duty to take care of you"