Scalpel

Chivek Koomo could hear and feel the proton bombs and the concussive blasts that shook and rocked the city. Dust and debris rained down on the patient on the makeshift medical table. Then the lights went out.

"Get me some lights over here. Do you want this child to lose their leg?" he growled with a lot of anger at the refugees and operatives that were hunkered down. The Doctor knew that he was now a prisoner but a useful one. No one had taken his weapons but he made absolutely no move to use one either.

As if nothing had happened his droid lit a light and said, "I think we should use the Talicmore Procedure on the leg."
Chivek was quite aware that droids handled most of the medical treatments as each species was different and they could process more data than even he could handle.

With a growl, the doctor answered, "No, if we do that the boy will never walk again. I have a feeling..."
Then as almost in a trance doctor's hand took him past the damaged nerve cluster and without real understanding he willed the nerves to heal. With a bit of a smile, he told his medical droid to close.

Looking at the boy's parents he said with certainty, "He is going to be okay."

He sat back and waited for what happened next. Either the Empire or the Rebals would be coming through the door and there would be more wounded to tend to.