Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-38. Healing department

[Xanthea]

As soon as the door of the elevator opened, a whole nother world of healers opened up to me, bustling with activities and filled with a diverse assembly of students, staff, and uniqueness of the Infernal pack. "Where the hell did you teleport the patient, Karima!?" I almost bumped into a man who rushed into the elevator.

A student followed him closely, sobbing continuously.

"I don't know, professor... he wanted to go to the mountains," she said, weeping loudly. "I was thinking of the rainforest and then I was in the desert." Weep. "A mountain in the rainforest amidst a desert..." Karima hiccoughed, panicking and shaking badly.

"Calm down Karima!" The professor snapped, which made her jump as the elevator door closed on them. "Gather yourself-"

My eyes and mouth were wide open as I stared at my reflection in the closed door of the elevator.

"Such accidents are common here, meow!" Zosha brought me back to reality. "In cases like these, they never find the patient."

"They don't? W-what happens to the patient then?" I asked, shocked.

"Oh! I don't know," Zosha shrugged, as if it was normal here. "They either get hunted and eaten by the wildlife or die because of their disease trying to find their way out of the foreign place. Few do find their way back home, but they are too traumatized to report back to the hospital."

"And what happens to the student who caused this mishap?"

"They learn the biggest lesson of their life as a healer."

"And what's that? Don't listen to everything your patient says."

"They... aren't expelled?" I asked.

"Nope."

I nodded, trying to absorb the absurdity.

This university mesmerized and scared me at the same time by the diversity that filled every corner of the Healing department.

The schedule for the classes, experiments, and various other events flashed on the large digital bulletin board in glowing words and pictures on a black background.

Students checked the board before hurrying to their lectures.

As far as my eyes could see, the walls were covered with announcements, event flyers, and research and internship opportunities. Bulletin boards provided a glimpse into the various extracurricular activities and volunteering works for extra credits.

As I walked ahead, I came across life-size anatomical models and displays placed at intervals. I gasped at the grand dragon's full body skeletal model, which was ceiling-high.

"It's real, meow," Zosha said. "There is a first year ritual where the first-year students try to steal a bone from this dragon's skeleton. Dragons, from their blood to bones, have outstanding healing properties. They are known as the healer of all healers. But even after their death, it's almost impossible to steal their healing abilities without their permission. So no one has ever been able to steal even a small bone from this dragon's frame." "Woah... that's... woah..." I mumbled, failing to believe my own eyes.

My heart was pounding again and as the healing department unfurled itself even more, the pounding just got wilder.

while the other half showed the anatomy

taking so much in at the same time. The ambiance of this place had completely blown me

adorned with medical illustrations, diagrams, and abstract art related to

medical students dressed in black medical coats to nursing students dressed in scrubs, to pharmacy students wearing lab coats and lab goggles, they owned

arrangement of sofas around the dragon's giant model. It was more like a sitting

foyer to come across glass doors revealing simulation labs where students practiced clinical skills but not on mannequins,

feeling soon replaced the excitement in my veins. I knit

living by allowing the healing students to experiment on their bodies. Their bodies have higher healing powers than the rest of us. So, even if

whispered, too scared to lift my gaze

to notice anyone else. Out of them, a student with dark red skin and a pointed tail and horns caught my attention. "Poverty

more painful

rooms filled with students. There were lectures in progress in all

and peeped

Zosha's gaze, I spotted Kieth, who was attending the lecture. He might have

welling up. She was about to close

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the last seat. A yellow canary was perched on its spine. Its bifurcated tongue

and after a few seconds, the python on the seat had shifted into a girl with glowing scaly

itself on the girl's

Kieth with sad eyes. She lifted her

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seen a shape-shifting serpent before?" Zosha looked at

shook my head, staring at

a kind-hearted lady. Although she's mostly late and has a frightening serpent accent. The first time I met her, I thought she would swallow me whole. Although she is always late for the lectures, she is the best in this batch. Far better than

Zosha shut the door and

methods of teaching. I attended a few lectures in the beginning and they

them

She shook her head.

never took me to any other lecture after those first few... meow..."

"Why not?" I asked.

overheals, meow,"

"Overhealing?"

freckles cheeks as she sniffled. So, I tried to change the

fast

her nose on the cuff of her

know nothing about this place?" she sniffled. "Do

"That is why I

But if you enroll here with a healing partner like me, the course is shortened. The course period then depends on how fast you can, with the help of your healing partner, complete it. After the graduation, the healer and healing partner can either stay together or practice healing separately. Only rich people can afford

Meow! Meow!" Zosha hissed, stamping her feet angrily on the floor

the way, where are we going?" I asked. The busy corridors became more and more isolated as

heal your bruise, meow," she said. Lifting her hand, she held my finger