If those in the middle of the line still had hope, then the people at the very back were already doomed. Their chances were already slim, and now that the treatments were suspended for three days, the line was only getting longer. There was simply no way everyone would be seen. Some of the disheartened patients prepared to leave.
They thought, "We can't wait any longer. So many people have quit their jobs now; maybe the factories or mines will offer higher wages to hire workers..." If they couldn't get treated, earning more Star Coins was a good alternative.
Of course, this was only the mindset of those with mild symptoms.
The severely ill patients couldn't afford to care about such things. Standing at the back, they watched the steady stream of people leaving, astonishing sparks of hope igniting in their eyes. They thought, "Leave, all of you, leave! The more who leave, the better! We still have a chance!"
